I REALLY DIDN'T MEAN TO BE THE SAVIOUR OF THE WORLD

Chapter 924: Chapter 560: Burn, the Sun_1

In the past, genetic modification, no matter which generation, mostly focused on the body. Even if the brain’s structure changed, the modified individuals would gain abilities ordinary people didn’t have, but their thought processes would still remain within the human realm.

However, this time, the thoughts of those who had been deeply invaded by ZS bacteria were altered.

From a mental standpoint, these individuals were no longer human.

The true personalities of the third-class evaluators had already died, leaving behind only their pale shells.

They were no longer themselves.

Merely changing the bodies of those who had been invaded could not restore them to normalcy. It could only give them a new option beyond suicide.

Yet, this new option was to use their newfound abilities to harm others.

But regardless, making such a decision ultimately seemed cold-hearted and cruel.

Since things had reached this point, someone had to bear the responsibility of playing the villain, and Mason Howard stepped forward without hesitation.

When sacrificing a small portion of individuals could save the majority, making the decision was both difficult and easy at the same time.

Following Mason Howard’s order, Frankie led two teams from the Summit Research Institute Biology Department and the Solar System Biological Research Institute, equipped with a large number of custom instruments. Accompanied by a million elite soldiers, they headed straight for the resettlement space station in Saturn’s orbit.

Based on the foundation of existing genetic modification technology, Willian combined his personal experience with a deep understanding of ZS bacteria, superpower bacteria, and quantum viruses. He also incorporated a unique rule he observed within the Methuselah Star’s core, which were drastically different from the current universe yet still able to maintain stability under extremely high mass-energy density. He created a groundbreaking modification method.

First, the “Song of the Wilderness” with an enhanced frequency was used for rapid mental modification of the surgeons. Then, different proportions of superpower bacteria and reconstructed quantum viruses were injected into the recipients, with the injection dose determined by the detected concentration of ZS bacteria within the recipient’s body.

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During the entire operation, the subject’s body had to be fully exposed to the Methuselah Star environment simulated by high-energy rays, assisted by a mental guiding frequency composed of a collection of artistic works that stimulated human emotions throughout history.

According to Willian’s calculations, the operation’s success rate was about 50%.

Of the nearly ten billion third-class evaluators that currently exist, about five billion could be transformed into genetically modified individuals and survive.

In terms of their possible unique abilities, these five billion modified implementors could potentially increase societal operational efficiency by at least 10%.

To complete the comprehensive genetic modification for ten billion people, the three million technicians scheduled to arrive at the resettlement space station would need to work tirelessly for almost an entire year.

Time flew by, and in the spring of 2532, the last survivor of the modification operation “walked” out of the operating room.

The changes were obvious.

He was no longer in human shape but had turned into an eight-armed crystal-like starfish with a diameter of approximately eight meters.

This unusual creature possessed a unique ability to manipulate objects with psychic force.

This seemingly supernatural power was actually quite similar to the “repulsion field” used by the spherical battleships in the past, and it was a biological skill for manipulating gravity.

Furthermore, among all modified individuals, this “starfish person” was just of average caliber.

The technicians rewrote human memories into his thought processes and informed him of the truth.

You were once a human, but the real you died not long ago. We tried to let you continue living through another method, but you have forever lost your human identity.

You, along with the other five billion individuals, have become an entirely new species.

As an ancient saying on Earth goes, there are no two identical leaves in the world. Among the more than fifty billion modified individuals, there aren’t two “people” with completely identical genes.

Therefore, you have become a unique lifeform in the universe, destined to live an eternally lonely existence like rock life forms found in a meteorite planet rediscovered by humans two hundred years ago.

This person nearly collapsed on the spot.

However, his mechanical thought process made it impossible for him to completely fall apart.

Even his inner sense of “collapse” originated from the strong logic of mechanization.

After the person had calmed down, the technician responsible for communication continued speaking.

In the future, you can choose to leave the Solar System or continue living with humans within it.

Of course, we all face the same dilemma right now.

We need your help.

The starfish person’s choice was the same as that of his fifty billion unique companions of different species.

The innate sense of kinship towards humans, along with the impending demise of the Solar System and the fact that everyone was heading towards death, prompted him to choose to cooperate with humans without hesitation.

Among all the modified individuals, were there any individuals who truly opposed this under the control of ZS bacteria, or harbored resentment from the beginning?

It’s hard to say.

It’s just that there are none right now.

…

The addition of more than fifty billion comprehensively modified individuals was like injecting fresh troops into the battlefield.

Following a brief adaptation period, human productivity and societal operational efficiency increased by a staggering 15%.

In November 2534, the Inverse Unified Force Emitter and Solar Fast Development System were completed synchronously.With an indescribably complex mix of emotions, Mason Howard personally pressed the black button, activating the Inverse Unified Force Emitter first.

The elliptical web encircling the entire outer ring of the Kuiper Asteroid Belt began to emit intense spatial vibrations simultaneously.

Layer upon layer of radiant energy spread out, silently merging into the vastness of space.

The workers at the millions of basic interaction monitoring stations throughout the Solar System stared intently at their projected screens.

Five minutes later, they raised their arms in triumph, euphoric.

Success!

Basic interaction’s continuous strengthening effect had been effectively curbed!

The simulation quickly reached a conclusion: once the power of the Inverse Unified Force Emitter continued to rise and reached its maximum stable operating capacity, humanity’s timeline for extinction would be postponed to 2627!

Seven years more than Maxwell Owen’s best prediction!

Almost simultaneously, the leaders gathered in the Disaster Predictions Department received the same news.

A heavy burden was lifted from their hearts.

Mr. Owen’s plan did not disappoint and proved effective!

It took a while for Mason Howard to choke back his emotions and stabilize his composure. He looked around with questioning eyes, “Shall I begin?”

He pointed at another red button on the table.

He would also be the one to do this villainous deed.

“Yes.”

Everyone nodded.

After that, countless people turned their heads back, quietly looking at the golden-yellow and serene star reflected in the hologram.

This was mankind’s homeworld — the Sun.

From now on, humanity would begin to treat the Sun with a drain the pond to catch the fish mindset.

If the sages of ancient times knew that the day would come when humanity had to sacrifice the Sun to save their civilization, they might condemn their descendants as selfish and greedy.

However, different times call for different decisions.

When humanity’s worldview transcended to the universe, the Sun was destined to become just the most critical passersby in the history of civilization.

Mason Howard shakily extended his finger and pressed the red physical button.

The Solar Fast Development System was officially launched.

Countless microscopic particles, invisible to the naked eye, began to orderly emerge from as many as billions of emitters and collide with the Sun’s surface.

The eruption rate of solar flares on the Sun’s surface gradually accelerated.

The eruption rate of sunspots beneath the flares continued to rise.

Various types of stellar radiation from the Sun spread out, rushing towards the fast-development system’s bio-film shield not far away.

The solar corona on the surface of the Sun began to erupt wildly, bubbling like boiling hot water.

A rumbling, invisible roar resounded in everyone’s hearts.

No one knew whether this sound was truly spreading through the air, or if the quantum rules of the Solar System were suddenly changing, causing everyone in the star system to experience an illusion.

Inexplicably, it felt as if the Sun was roaring with anger.

No one could tell if it was pain or sorrow.

Perhaps it carried a touch of relief and anticipation.

It was as if a mother bidding farewell to her child.

Or an emperor filled with hatred for a traitor.

No one knew what this sound was, only that the entire star system had been changed.

…

Burn.

Sun.

We’re sorry.

Countless people thought so in their hearts.

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