Chapter 73

Clearly visible in the camera, but the lizard man that Dr. Connors had turned into seemed to not notice him at all. The old man walked up to him, bent down, and examined him without any reaction.

"I have become a problematic person," Dr. Connors sat dejectedly by the sewer, unable to derive a perfect, balanced hybrid gene formula.

The old man squatted beside Dr. Connors and whispered in a low, almost inaudible voice, "No, the problematic one is not you. Believe in yourself, no one will be alone or excluded anymore."

"You have invented a great technology. If you spread it throughout human society, it will greatly advance human evolution and enhance human power!"

Dr. Connors followed the old man, his lips moving as he repeated every word the old man said: "Survival of the fittest!"

"If I can shed my skin like a snake, I can gain freedom, shed this body that imprisons me, and become stronger..."

"Now you should know your own abilities. Are you willing to give up on these powers you can feel..." The old man's face was adorned with a false smile, but his voice was like that of a loyal servant, offering reasonable and appropriate advice to his master, who had served his family for generations: "Are you willing to save all beings and bring them into your greatness?"

Dr. Connors lifted his head, and the old man's image was reflected in his yellow pupils, but he still couldn't clearly see what the old man looked like: "What do I need to do?"

"Do you want to obtain the greatest power and the wisest mind in the world? Are you willing to bestow them upon your kind?"

The old man ignored Dr. Connors' question and pressed further: "If you are willing, it can be achieved, to make you no longer alone and to make your kind grow and thrive."

"Kurt Connors, you will become the king of a race, its founder..."

Dr. Connors finally understood. He stood up and roared, "What price must I pay to gain your help?"

"No, you don't need my help." For such a rare and delicious meal of a brutal soul, the old man clearly didn't want to waste it. He wanted the food to ferment and become even more delicious: "Do you remember? Your invention, the Gnaerli device in the hybrid gene recombination system."

"Using it, I can change the world? Yes, that's right, exactly!" Dr. Connors' yellow pupils narrowed slightly, and his face was adorned with an exaggerated smile, but there was no trace of joy in his eyes, which seemed to emit a cold light.

"As a scientist, my entire life has been dedicated to creating a world without defects. No outcasts, no blind people, no disabled people, I want to create a more perfect and powerful new human."

But that simply doesn't exist. Humans are a weak, pitiful, and indecisive species, destined to be eliminated by nature.

"Since I can surpass humans, why be human? Faster, stronger, smarter, this is the gift I, Kurt Connors, will bestow upon you!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction, his goal achieved.

A deal is a good method, but if humans can be made to abandon their identity and fall into darkness without any cost, wouldn't that be even more delightful? It's a cost-free transaction, who says it's not a business deal!

"Imir Longinus..." The old man pondered for a moment. The only deal he had ever lost was with Imir.

According to fate, he shouldn't have died so young, which was not in line with destiny. More bizarrely, Imir, who had returned from death, had become something even Mephistopheles couldn't understand. Not human, not a holy spirit, and not a demon.

"The soul of the Longinus family is a good thing, but it's a pity that it has undergone a mutation." The old man squinted and looked up, his gaze unhindered by the sewer, as if he were standing beside Imir.

Dr. Connors, completely lost to the old man's verbal manipulation, lost his sanity. A new consciousness was born in his mind, one that did not belong to Connors but should be independently called the Lizard Doctor or Lizard Professor.

Completely abandoning his human identity, he resolutely plunged into darkness. A bloodthirsty desire emerged from the Lizard Doctor's heart, his eyes turning blood red, and everything in his field of vision was covered in a layer of blood.

"This is a world of the strong preying on the weak, a world of survival of the fittest." The Lizard Doctor naturally understood what the old man wanted him to do. He climbed up the sewer pipes, heading non-stop to his laboratory.

There, the Gnaerli device, the instrument that could transform humans into his kind in the shortest time. The Lizard Doctor knew he needed to get it and expand his kind.

"Hehe, this is truly interesting." The old man tapped his cane, instantly turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing from the world. He left his name in the ear of the Lizard Doctor, who was already in a state of madness: "I am Mephistopheles, one of the most famous Satans in hell."

The camera worked faithfully, but it was interfered with by Mephistopheles' magic, so the tape showed a long stretch of static. It wasn't until near the end of the tape that Dr. Connors' figure became clear again.

However, this did not seem to be Dr. Connors during the experiment. He was sitting in his study, recording his final message: "Margaret, if you are watching this tape, it means my attempt to correct the formula and control the lizard cells in my body has failed."

Margaret was Dr. Connors' wife's name. Imir curved his lips but didn't comment, focusing his attention on the TV like Spider-Man.

"I can feel it becoming more and more restless inside me. Listen to me, Margaret, you must take emergency measures. First, send our son Billy to Peter Parker's house. You know where he lives; he is my most trusted student!"

Spider-Man was wearing a mask, and Imir wasn't sure if he would blush at the thought of Dr. Connors trusting him so much.

Dr. Connors' gaze shifted from the camera to the safe in his study: "Then open the safe. Inside, there is a vial of gene serum, which I developed to suppress my transformation. Theoretically, it is harmless to normal organisms and should only affect those influenced by hybrid genes."

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