Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1894 - 572 Merlin’s Artificial God Plan_4

Chapter 1894: Chapter 572 Merlin’s Artificial God Plan_4

That woman, even though she was so anxious, still harbored goodwill. She knew she had contracted the plague and was afraid of infecting Leonard Churchill and Augustus, so she kept a distance.

Merlin, however, showed no pretentious airs of a master. He walked directly over and began examining the child’s symptoms.

After a moment, he had roughly determined something and muttered: "It really is the Black Death."

Leonard Churchill watched closely from the side, observing at close range. The black spots on people’s bodies were visible to the naked eye, like a bundle of contaminated foreign laws being rejected by the body.

Merlin continued: "But the situation isn’t bad; this is the initial stage of infection. Treated promptly enough, there should be no major issues."

Upon hearing this, the woman’s tear-filled eyes immediately shone with surprise. She repeatedly kowtowed: "Please, Master, save my daughter."

The plague needs continuous infection and evolution within a biological body; if left without biological essence for too long, it will degrade.

Currently, the Black Death is still in its initial stage, and the potion can fully resolve it.

Leonard Churchill had read many classic books. Although not proficient, he understood.

"No need to be so courteous."

Master Merlin gestured for the woman to stand up, then directly took out a green potion, feeding a small amount to the child, while saying: "Besides, the reason this child’s situation is different is because their antibodies are fiercely combating the plague. This is a good thing. This little one is an excellent potential plague doctor."

Orlan’s old subjects are mostly descendants of the top experts from the Taren Empire three thousand years ago; from a genetic perspective, they are inherently much stronger than ordinary humans.

Leonard Churchill listened and took an extra glance at the child.

Indeed, a good potential for a card master.

As soon as the potion entered, the child’s rapid breathing noticeably calmed, and the black spots on the young skin visibly faded.

The mother wept with joy, hugging the child unable to speak, only kept kowtowing toward Master Merlin.

Master Merlin was indifferent, and casually checked the position mother’s condition, as well.

Leonard Churchill observed, his eyes gleaming, as if witnessing a cause and effect line that should have been cut off, extending anew.

In a far distant future, this cause and effect line would blossom with her own brilliance in another era.

Everyone caught sight of this scene, and the tens of thousands of people erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

Sent to the frontline as cannon fodder and infected with the plague unknowingly, the hopeless people suddenly saw hope for life.

The gratitude came from the heart, moving the soul.

Especially those soldiers with family below, each one was deeply moved to tears.

Someone began to shout, and soon the entire canyon resonated with wave-like cheers.

"Great King Augustus, praise your wisdom and benevolence..."

"King!"

"King!"

"King!"

"..."

...

After confirming the Black Death could be healed, the alliance dispatched soldiers in protective gear to maintain order.

Soon, these tens of thousands were properly accommodated.

The initial stage of the plague can be resolved with the potion; it doesn’t necessarily require Master Merlin’s personal attention.

Leonard Churchill walked a few steps with the old man.

Long time no see, chatting as they went.

Leonard Churchill asked: "By the way, Master, what have you been busy with recently?"

Master Merlin replied: "Bloodline Gene Potion."

Leonard Churchill inquired curiously: "Isn’t that potion already finished?"

Merlin smiled mysteriously: "Hey, this potion is quite intricate. Thanks to you for bringing back so many mythical samples from the Southern Continent, and those pure-blood dragon clans... I’ve discovered a major secret in human genetics."

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill became intensely interested: "Oh?"

Master Merlin said: "The biggest difference between humans and gods, besides the indescribable law understanding, is more apparent physically. Because the upper limit of human genetic chains is only this high, at the ninth tier, it stops. Like a road reaching its end. And this phenomenon also applies to lower-tier beings and higher-level beings. For instance, humans and great dragons..."

He paused for breath and continued: "I’ve meticulously researched various high-level being samples, all pointing to one common law. The gene chain of lower-tier beings ends at the ninth tier. In contrast, the gene chains of other high-level beings goes far beyond... This is the disparity at a bloodline level. Theoretically, grafting a segment of a gene chain beyond God Tier can突破那个界限. Just like using a Mythical Crystal Core at the seventh rank for a突破, which is actually an advanced gene grafting technique..."

"..."

From the beginning, Leonard Churchill faintly sensed, the old man might be researching something quite extraordinary.

Indeed.

Master Merlin said: "I suspect that the card master’s fifty-two sequence breakthrough method to God Tier, the transformation physically, fundamentally involves突破那个瓶颈 of the human genetic chain... Theoretically, if I can find that breakthrough规律, humans can directly transform into higher-level beings from a bloodline level!"

"Ah this..."

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill’s eye twitched, feeling deep respect.

This old man, silently stirring a project enough to topple civilization.

If succeeded, wouldn’t this be creating a Divine Race?

Master Merlin wasn’t so optimistic, science demands rigor, and he added: "However, progress is currently quite limited. I have too few references, sample sizes are scarce. If you could find me some God Tier samples sometime, that would be even better."

"..."

Leonard Churchill listened, eye twitching, internally grumbling about the scarcity of God Tier materials, knowing his capabilities well.

But seeing the old man’s confidence in him, Leonard Churchill swallowed his retort and replied pensively: "I’ll... I’ll try my best..."

Master Merlin let out a chuckle.

As they walked, Leonard Churchill suddenly felt eyes on him.

He looked up, saw a cloaked figure sitting on a high protrusion of the rock wall, leisurely overlooking the entire canyon.

Leonard Churchill smiled as he glanced at the newcomer and muttered: "This guy’s here too..."

The cloaked figure did not want to be seen, not even mechanical sentinels could detect.

His appearance now indicated he wanted to be seen.

When Leonard Churchill looked over, the cloaked figure looked back.

It was none other than Noah Wright, the "Pursuer of Light."