Deducing Godhood from the Fetal Stage

Chapter 83 Comrades

The next day, at 10:02 AM.

A military hovercraft without any markings landed steadily outside the courtyard wall of Building 3 in the East District.

The car door opened, and a burly middle-aged man, half a head taller than Ling Kuo, jumped out.

He had a square face, a thick beard, and a pair of tiger-like eyes that swept from side to side, with a roguish smile on his lips.

He was dressed in casual clothes, but the murderous aura that emanated from his very bones was impossible to conceal no matter what he wore.

Lü Zhen.

The Special Operations Department of the Imperial Central Theater Command, codenamed "Iron Wall," is a seventh-level soldier and a guardian of the path, an Immortal Star Lord, and an old comrade-in-arms of Ling Kuo from the same era.

At this moment, he was as easygoing as an ordinary soldier.

He carried a sealed cold chain box in his left hand and an unlit cigarette between his right fingers, striding briskly to the gate of the courtyard.

"Hey! Rich guy!"

In the courtyard, Ling Kuo was standing under the old locust tree watching Jiang Yun practice on the balance beam. Hearing the sound, she looked up and nodded her chin, gesturing for him to come in.

Lü Zhen pushed open the door and glanced across the courtyard.

On the lawn, a baby who is a little over two months old is crawling on all fours on a low balance beam that is about half an arm's length wide. Sweat is beading on his forehead and his little face is tense as he moves step by step from the left end to the right end.

On another, lower balance beam, a baby girl of about the same age was lying on it, arching forward like a little caterpillar.

Lu Zhen's gaze lingered on the balance beam for three seconds, then fell on the faintly visible outline of firm muscles on Jiang Yun's forearm, his pupils contracting slightly.

"Old man," he said, placing the cold chain box on the stone table and lowering his voice, "is this why you want the A12 sequence?"

"Um."

How old are you?

"A little over two months."

The smirk on Lü Zhen's lips slowly disappeared.

He was a special forces veteran and had seen the promising talents in the Empire's talent pool. Some were at three years old and had already mastered bone forging; others were at five and had developed tendon resonance—each one more extraordinary than the last.

But how can a two-month-old baby crawl on a balance beam with coordinated limbs?

Damn it, he's lived for over ten thousand years and this is the first time he's ever seen anything like it.

"Your grandson?"

"Um."

"Whose child is it?"

"Okay. I brought the stuff for you: A12 set 12 and C7-modified set 7." He patted the cold chain box. "But there's one thing—"

Lu Zhen's expression suddenly turned serious.

"When this batch of medicine was allocated, the logistics department asked about its intended use, and I suppressed the question. But the higher-ups can't keep quiet about it forever; this stuff is a national strategic reserve resource, not your private property."

"They'll have to give an explanation sooner or later."

Ling Kuo was silent for two seconds.

"tomorrow."

"Um?"

"Have Jiang Ren take him to get his genius certification tomorrow."

Lu Zhen was taken aback, then gave a meaningful "Oh".

Genius Certification. An official ability assessment system jointly established by the Imperial Academy of Sciences and the military, specifically designed to identify and register high-potential talents.

Once certified and included in the archives, subsequent resource allocation will have an official classification.

Lu Zhen raised an eyebrow. He glanced at Jiang Yun on the balance beam, then at Ling Kuo's expressionless face, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, then I'll wait to see the report."

The sound of the hovercar's engine starting up faded into the distance.

The courtyard fell silent again, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the dull thud of Hao Jiajia falling off the balance beam.

"Waaah..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yun had already flipped off her balance beam and walked over to help her.

He simply watched Ling Kuo's retreating figure, his eyes filled with deep confusion.

Logically speaking, as the Daoist's son, the maternal grandfather shouldn't be able to do whatever he wants, so why would he be questioned and harassed for preparing a medicine?

Ling Kuo stood there for a long time before walking over and opening the cold chain box.

Inside were rows of neatly arranged precision syringes and oral liquid bottles, each wrapped in a thermostatic layer and labeled with the Imperial military's encrypted code.

He took out a vial of C7-modified nerve stimulant, checked the dosage, then looked at Jiang Yun's thin arms and legs, and silently adjusted the dosage to the lowest setting.

"come over."

Jiang Yun walked over.

Open your mouth.

It was another medicine so bitter it made your soul leave your body.

Jiang Yun swallowed it all down without leaving a drop.

"tomorrow,"

He stood up again, his shadow completely enveloping small Jiang Yun. "Your aunt will take you to the Third Testing Center affiliated with the Imperial Academy of Sciences to get your genius certification."

His gaze swept over Jiang Yun's slightly trembling fingertips, and he added:

"I have a mission in the war zone and can't go. Once I get there, I'll answer whatever the Imperial testing officer asks and do whatever they tell me to do. The official testing center is absolutely safe."

"The greater your talent, the more resources you get, understand?"

Jiang Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness churning in her throat, nodded, and then shook her head.

He pointed to the medicine, then to himself and the medicine.

"Ling...Lin...Great-Grandma...powerful...medicine is difficult...why?"

Ling Kuo was taken aback. "You mean, why do I have to report even to get a potion, even though I'm the direct descendant of a Dao Lord? Is that right?"

Jiang Yun looked at him and nodded.

Ling Kuo looked down at him.

The little guy's eyes were filled with contemplation and questions, unlike the expression one would expect from a baby just over two months old, which made him remain silent for a long time.

"sit."

Finally, Ling Kuo spoke, accompanied by a bubble of emotion that seemed to fall from the sky.

[The Manhui Dao Body truly lives up to its reputation. Perhaps it's better for him to know sooner rather than later, in case another mission takes hundreds of years to complete.]

Ling Kuo sat down at the stone table and patted the spot next to him. Jiang Yun walked over with her short legs and was scooped up and placed on the stone bench.

Do you know about the 'Old Era Zaibatsu Federation'?

Jiang Yun nodded.

He had researched the information while he was in his mother's womb and learned that it was the old regime that was overthrown by the human revolutionary army formed by Ling Caixin, Ye Zhigui, and others.

"The Ling family is one of the conglomerates."

Jiang Yun nodded; this was recorded in the encyclopedia.

and many more.

The Ling family was a powerful financial group from the old era, which Ling Caixin overthrew...

"That's right." Ling Kuo seemed to see his confusion, her voice calm, "Among the many forces that your great-grandmother overthrew, there was her own family."

He spoke casually, as if reading an outdated battle report.

"The tycoons of the old era advocated the supremacy of martial arts, monopolized cultivation resources, and treated ordinary people like livestock. Your great-grandmother had amazing talent from a young age, and at sixteen she was regarded as the core fighting force of the Ling family in the future."

"But conglomerates don't support useless people or threats. The more talented their offspring are, the more tightly they need to be controlled."

He paused for a moment.

"In the old days, there was a tradition among chaebols that all their direct descendants had to have their genes and reproductive cells preserved after birth. It was nominally 'bloodline insurance,' but in reality, it was a gene fusion experiment. Everyone in the family benefited from it."

"Once someone becomes stronger, this gene for becoming stronger will act on their genes through bloodline dimensional ascension. The company's research institute will immediately analyze their DNA and inject it into all core members."

"Your great-grandmother was no exception."

Ling Kuo's voice remained completely still.

"Her eggs and genetic samples from her childhood were all extracted and preserved by her family."

Jiang Yun felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

An image flashed in my mind of a girl being pressed onto a cold hospital bed and being experimented on.