Chapter 889 - 887: Genetic Collapse

"That would be perfect."

Upon returning home, as soon as the car came to a stop, Candy was the first to jump out.

Without looking back, she grabbed her backpack and ran towards home.

By the time Mo Jingchun and the others got out of the car, all they saw was Candy’s back and Little Grey following closely behind.

"It’s just a barbecue, why so eager?"

Li Xuanyu, standing to the side, twisted Mo Jingchun’s waist playfully and said helplessly:

"You don’t often take Candy out for barbecue. Now that she finally gets a chance, it’s strange if she isn’t enthusiastic."

"Ouch~"

Seeing Mo Jingchun grimace in pain, Li Xuanyu let go.

"Too much muscle, it’s uncomfortable to pinch."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Dear heavens, since when did having abs become a fault for men?

"Uncomfortable to pinch"—what an infuriating remark!

Sigh... why do girls love pinching waists so much?

It’s like they are born knowing how.

In the dim twilight, Candy, who was diligently finishing her homework, suddenly burst out from the study, shouting before she even gathered her sheets.

"Brother, let’s go barbecue! My stomach is already growling."

The three sitting on the couch watching TV simultaneously tilted their heads to look at Candy, who was running down the stairs yelling.

Mo Jingchun took a calm sip of his health tea.

"Brother, hurry up and change your shoes, let’s go!"

"Bun and Little Grey haven’t been fed yet."

The moment Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Candy turned around and went to the storage room.

After settling Bun and Little Grey, Candy dusted off her hands with a satisfied smile and said:

"Now we can set off."

Seeing Candy’s expectant eyes, Mo Jingchun dared to say that if he were to mention "change of plans, not going" right then, Candy would burst into tears, and there’d be no consoling her.

This joke... tsk tsk tsk... can’t be made after all.

Otherwise, comforting his sister would be no joke.

Mo Jingchun got up, stretched lazily, and said:

"Alright, let’s head out."

Gorging on a skewer of lamb, Candy was utterly satisfied.

"Brother, more Wanglaoji!"

Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes and said, "Why don’t you pour me a glass, and instead make me pour it for you?"

"I’m the brother, okay?"

Sitting between the two, Li Xuanyu couldn’t help but smile wryly.

"Alright, you two, you’re a drama wherever you go. Let me pour it for you, okay?"

"Hahaha, thank you, sister-in-law."

"Thank you, dear."

Compared to Mo Jingchun’s table, the adjacent tables had the barbecue shop owner sweating profusely.

Fast! So fast! Those bodyguards were finishing their skewers at lightning speed.

The barbecue couldn’t keep up with their eating pace.

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After two bottles of Wanglaoji, Candy clutched her stomach and stopped gorging.

It’s not that she didn’t want to eat; she simply couldn’t fit anything more.

Burp~

By the time they returned home from the barbecue, it was already 10 PM, and the entire town had quieted down.

Even the last subway train had stopped running an hour ago.

In this silent city, Candy, getting out of the car, could hear the sounds of insects and frogs.

"Hurry up and wash up for bed, or you won’t wake up tomorrow morning."

"Zero, make sure Candy doesn’t use her phone tonight."

"Got it, boss."

Under the night sky, except for the places lit by green lights, the whole land was enveloped in darkness.

At night, it’s the world of collective activities for the forest animals.

Snort~

Snort~

In the dark woods, a boar was snorting and wandering in search of food.

After spinning around confusedly in place, the boar continued to head down the mountain.

Not long after the snorting sound vanished, a camouflaged armed person hidden under the leaves swallowed nervously, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

That wild boar was so close to stepping between his legs.

Fortunately, luck was on his side, and his life’s fortune remained intact!

"Boss, how about we retreat? These days, sniper missions are just courting death."

"And..."

Voldemort glanced at his crotch, took a deep breath, and said, "I feel like I’ve already exhausted all my luck today."

"Don’t want to earn money? You stand to gain a hundred million, and in US dollars too."

"But you’d have no time to spend it."

The next second, Voldemort’s face turned pale. Unfortunately, his reaction was one step too slow.

A burst of blood blossomed; where once there was vibrant life, it turned into a warm corpse in the blink of an eye.

Minutes later, drawn by the scent of blood, many animals appeared around the corpse.

Over a month later, a forest ranger, lured by the smell, discovered the body.

Frightened out of his wits, the ranger immediately reported to the police.

At the crime scene, the police were busy with their tasks.

The forensic pathologist was shocked to find that the deceased had been shot in the head. Realizing the gravity, he promptly reported this to the team leader.

"What did you say? Shooting? And a precise headshot too?"

"Yes, from what we can tell, the bullet came from the southeast direction."

"From over there."

Following the direction pointed out by the pathologist, the team leader looked towards a small hill in the southeast.

"That close?"

"Internal strife?" the team leader said in surprise.

"Very possible, and the fact that guns have appeared in our county is a big issue."

"I’ll report to the chief immediately!"

When Mo Jingchun received the police’s courtesy notification, it was already afternoon.

Outside, the autumn rain softly pattered as Mo Jingchun stood by the window, pondering deeply.

"Were they targeting me? Doesn’t make sense; apart from releasing an ERP system over a month ago, I haven’t done anything to provoke anyone."

Confused, unable to understand.

"Could someone really just want to take me out?"

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

"Sigh~ no, I need to lay low and develop quietly for now."

Human flesh cannot win against guns.

"Zero, enhance defenses, prevent anyone dangerous from approaching Candy."

"Increase surveillance outside the county to match the level within."

"Boss, I’ve already made arrangements."

While Mo Jingchun was lamenting about how flesh and bones are no match for firearms, at a certain domestic military hospital, Lin Shudong, who had once used his sixth sense and a genetically optimized body to dodge a few bullets, was undergoing emergency treatment.

In the conference room, everyone watched the resuscitation process intently.

There was both relief and fear.

Thank goodness they heeded Academician He’s warning and didn’t proceed with a second human gene optimization project.

Otherwise, they would end up like Lin Shudong, with sudden genetic collapse.

Everyone in the conference room understood what genetic collapse meant.

The doctors were actively treating him, but the outcome was unsurprising.

Or rather, the moment genetic collapse happened, the result was already sealed.

Death!

The current resuscitation was merely a humanitarian effort.