Dance practice clothes are not revealing. To allow the teacher to promptly identify students' incorrect postures, practice clothes are often form-fitting. Paired with professional white dance socks, they can fully showcase a student's muscular exertion.
In other words, they perfectly accentuate a person's curves.
Food, sex, and nature—it's human nature. Jing Mingqiu merely wanted to observe his little girlfriend practicing her dance...
After carefully closing the main door, Jing Mingqiu took out a deep blue potion from the nearby thermos and carefully injected it into Mo Ruixue's body. He then took out over a hundred compressed biscuits from the box below and placed them into Mo Ruixue's arms.
"Xue'er, genetic modification requires a large amount of energy. Eat as much as you want when you get hungry. The modification won't be very painful, but you will shed skin, so it's best to take off your clothes."
"Don't worry, for the sake of secrecy, there are no monitoring devices in the entire laboratory. I'll go to the next room to call the principal and ask him about the progress of the secondary gene agent."
"If you feel excruciating pain or can't bear it, press this button, and I'll come out to help you immediately!"
Jing Mingqiu rambled on with a lot of instructions. Mo Ruixue knew he didn't want to take advantage of her before marriage, and her heart warmed. She initially wanted to ask Jing Mingqiu to stay, but she remembered he had mentioned she would shed skin during the modification.
Mo Ruixue didn't want Jing Mingqiu to see her in such an unsightly state. After much hesitation, she stood up and pushed him into the small room next door.
"Alright, I know. You should go in quickly; I'm about to start undressing!"
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Mo Ruixue closed the room door, temporarily blocking Jing Mingqiu's view.
However, she didn't lock it. Jing Mingqiu could open the door at any time.
Of course, Jing Mingqiu had no intention of peeking. The gene agent Mo Ruixue was using was custom-made according to the system's guidance after he scanned and analyzed her body. The risk factor was very low.
But just in case, Jing Mingqiu stood by the door for a few minutes. After confirming there was no other movement inside and everything was normal, he took out his phone and called Feng Weiguo.
"Ring, ring, ring!"
This time, the phone rang several times before being answered.
"Principal? What are you busy with? Why are you only answering now. How is the testing of the secondary gene agent I made going?"
Feng Weiguo's voice, tinged with fatigue yet excitement, came from the other end of the phone a few seconds later.
"The gene agents aren't my responsibility anymore; I've transferred them to the higher authorities. I'm currently testing the first-generation combat mechs powered by a new electric engine. Mingqiu, do you want to come and see?"
"Okay, but," Jing Mingqiu scratched his head, "Xue'er just took the genetic modification agent, and I can't get away right now."
As the chief designer for the electric engine and new mech structure, Jing Mingqiu's presence at the site would undoubtedly lead to many excellent suggestions. Thinking this, Feng Weiguo quickly explained.
"It's alright, it's just a simple operational test now, checking the mech's output power and impact resistance. To verify the combat mech's role in actual combat, we plan to conduct a small military exercise in three days."
"Many people will be invited to observe the event. Classmate Jing Mingqiu, as the proposer of the auxiliary mech structure, you are naturally on the invitation list. I'll have someone deliver the invitation to you shortly."
"Three days is enough." Jing Mingqiu quickly calculated. "Principal, I plan to bring Xue'er with me. Please prepare an extra invitation for her."
Feng Weiguo laughed heartily. "Don't worry! I won't forget your little girlfriend. Oh, right, to prevent other factions from linking the new combat mech to you, you should prepare some new research achievements."
"If it's inconvenient for you now, I have a design blueprint for a spider-like beast mech. You can use it for now..."
"No need," Jing Mingqiu directly refused. "Making a beast mech is a minor matter; I can do it myself. Tell the higher-ups that the secondary gene agent can be used freely; in most cases, it won't have sequelae."
"However, for the complete gene agent, it's necessary to first determine the user's genes and then modify them directionally. Otherwise, it might turn out like fried chicken in KFC, growing eight wings and six legs..."
After giving another reminder, Jing Mingqiu hung up and began to ponder what kind of beast mech to create.
Spider, crab, centipede, insectoid beast mechs were the first to be dismissed by Jing Mingqiu.
It wasn't that he feared them or that these arachnid mechs weren't cool, but considering Mo Ruixue would accompany him, girls are generally afraid of bugs.
Divine Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin...
These divine beast types were then also dismissed by Jing Mingqiu. To replicate the mythical image of these types of mechs, anti-gravity devices would be necessary. This technology was too advanced, and Jing Mingqiu didn't want to attract the attention of other factions.
Kittens, puppies—these were even less necessary to mention. In one word: undignified!
Just as Jing Mingqiu was racking his brain about what style of mech to create, Mo Ruixue's scream suddenly reached his ears.
Fearing Mo Ruixue was in danger, he forgot to think further, pushed open the door, and rushed out.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Feeling Jing Mingqiu's gaze, Mo Ruixue's cheeks flushed with a hint of shyness. "I just didn't expect that my hair follicles would also shed during the skin peeling..."
"It's good that you're alright. Hurry and put on your clothes; I'll head back now!"
Jing Mingqiu retreated back into the small room, instinctively touching his nose. Although he knew very well that after genetic modification, he wouldn't experience such embarrassing situations.
But the scene he had just witnessed was a bit too stimulating for a virgin.
After taking five or six deep breaths, Jing Mingqiu finally calmed his surging blood. What kind of mech should he create? At this moment, he already had a perfect answer in his mind.
Increased flexibility, while it wouldn't cause a loss of control over one's body like a sudden surge in strength.
However, when a person performs many actions, the brain only sends the command to open. To what extent it opens is determined by the body's own flexibility.
Just like a simple stretch, an ordinary person would stop after arching backward a dozen degrees, while a professional dancer could reach seventy to eighty degrees. This is the difference in flexibility.
Mo Ruixue's flexibility had now reached the human limit. Due to genetic modification, some of her bones and muscles had undergone slight deformation.
If she didn't undergo training, a subconscious stretch might turn into a public backbend, directly folding backward 180 degrees. Those who didn't know would think her waist had suddenly broken!
To this, Jing Mingqiu was prepared. He took out the special leave pass approved by the principal, wrote his and Mo Ruixue's names on it, and sent it to the class monitor to help request a few days off from the teacher.
The class monitor sent an OK emoji and then a cheeky voice message.
"Brother Jing, be careful! We're only freshmen; don't cause any fatalities!"
"Get lost! It's not as dirty-minded as you think."
Jing Mingqiu chuckled and replied to the class monitor's implied meaning, but suddenly heard Mo Ruixue call his name. He decisively put away his phone and strode out...