Old Moran thought for a moment, then smiled inexplicably.

"According to the family, when my grandfather was alive, he used to say that his father was a man of incredible power, and that the grandfather had passed down these antiques from his father."

Incredible power? Is it a Stranger?

Hearing this, Gong Bing rolled his eyes, could the evolution point be related to the Ability?

At this moment, in the other side of the University of Lington, a lecture had just ended, and the lecture hall did not have as many people as expected, and at this time, the lecture had long ended, and the people who attended the lecture had already dispersed, and the lecture hall became empty.

Rita and Koller were talking to a slightly darker-skinned man in his early thirties.

"Dr. Rahal, your presentation was wonderful, and it really influenced me about what you mean about the practical implications of genetic mutation and gene decoding." Kohler said.

Dr. Rahal nodded in acknowledgment of Kohler's compliment.

"I have also read your papers and published books, and although there are many things I still don't understand, they have opened my eyes and benefited me a lot." Rita also sighed from the sidelines.

"I also thank you for coming to listen to my speech, you must know that there are not many people in the world who are studying this aspect of human genes, and most of the people who specialize in this field are not too old seniors, and I am very happy to see young people who are interested in this here." Dr. Rahal said with a smile on his face: "There is a great need for fresh blood replenishment on the road of science. ”

Looking at the empty lecture hall, Dr. Rahal said to the two of them, "Let's talk as we go, from the questions you just mentioned in the lecture, you can see that you really have put effort into studying this aspect, and I think we can exchange more ideas on this aspect." ”

Rahar said as he walked outside.

"We don't dare to communicate, we just hope to have the opportunity to consult with you, Dr. Lahore, you are an expert in this field." Koller then said, following in Dr. Rahal's footsteps with Rita.

The University of Lington provided Dr Rahal with temporary accommodation in a five-storey apartment building next to the University, adjacent to Linton Central Park and surrounded by lush greenery.

In Dr. Rahal's apartment, two thinly dressed young men were rummaging through the cabinets, but they were cautious and each item was placed back in place after searching.

"Did you find it over there?" One of the young men, with a turban wrapped around his head and his hair hidden inside, asked.

"Not yet, hurry up, the lecture is over at this time, and I'm afraid people will come back." The accomplice in the cap replied, picked up a book and flipped through it quickly but meticulously, finding nothing, and then put it back in its place, and easily got the pressed pages back as they were.

The movements are sophisticated, and it can be seen that he is not a novice rookie.

"What do you think the boss told us to find? Could it be a trade secret? The turban man said as he rummaged back and forth.

"It's not something you should think about, don't think about anything you shouldn't have." The man in the cap warned, "If you still want to save your life." ”

"I know, I know, don't you just ask, it's not like I don't know the rules of the gang." The turban man tucked his gloves and replied nonchalantly, "By the way, you know no, I vaguely heard that something big will happen in Lington City, just in the next few days." ”

The duck-tongued man was not interested, and turned back to the living room in silence, and re-checked the wall cabinet in the living room.

Seeing that his companion was silent, the turban man, who knew his companion's character, didn't care, but continued: "Although I don't know what is going to happen, I found out that our Black Sun Gang is also involved, although it seems that it only provides a little manpower and information. ”

"You know a lot." The cap man's voice passed slowly.

"Hey, it's not because ......" the turban man was interrupted before he could snort.

"Something has been found." The man in the cap pulled a dark layer from the reverse side of the cabinet, and the documents were hidden inside.

He hurriedly spread the things on the table, took pictures with his camera, and then carefully hid them back as they were.

"Good job, man." The turban man walked out of the bedroom and gave his companion a thumbs up, glancing at the papers on the dining table: "These things look like a list of characters." ”

At this moment, the man in the cap raised his palm at him, and tilted his head to listen to something.

"Evacuate, the people are coming back, and they have already arrived on the opposite side of the park."

The man in the turban knew that there was a companion around the apartment, so he was not surprised at this time, nodded, and left the apartment after quickly clearing the traces with the man in the cap.

On the other side, Rita and the three of them walked and talked, and soon arrived at the doctor's residence, where the doctor opened the door to the apartment on the fourth floor, and the three of them walked into the house.

The house has two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, the living room is on one side of the kitchen, simple kitchen utensils are placed on the stove, the balcony next to the living room is facing Central Park, and the green and some old furniture makes the room have a warm feeling.

Dr. Rahal opened the curtains in the living room, then sat them down on the brown sofa in the living room and brewed two cups of black tea for them.

Dr. Rahar sat across from them and picked up the papers they had given him, which were Kohler and Rita's research on some of Dr. Rahal's past published scholarly views, along with some speculations and new ideas of his own.

Koller and Rita sat on the sidelines, quietly watching Dr. Rahal, not wanting to disturb each other's reading.

Because it's just a small essay, it's not much, and he's an expert in the field himself, so it's not slow to read, and it's done quickly.

"Your paper is quite interesting, and many of the ideas are in line with my ideas, but you also put forward some new conjectures." Dr. Rahar looked up at the two of them and continued, "You seem to have a somewhat different view of the part of human evolution that is driven by genetic mutations, but you don't have strong facts and data to back it up, so your paper seems to me to be somewhat conservative." ”

"That's right, these are some of the opinions that I usually exchange and summarize in private, and there is no evidence, and even if there is, it is just some past historical rumors and folk anecdotes." Rita nodded and said, "I'd love to know what you think about this, Dr. Rahal. ”

"Is it possible for humans to evolve in a short period of time because of genetic mutations?" Kohler added his own point on the sidelines.

Dr. Harald glanced at the two of them, lowered his head to collect his thoughts, and then replied: "From ancient times to modern times, the development of the biological world is a process of adaptation, survival of the fittest, and continuous evolution, which is a long and slow change, even for today's human beings.

The evolution of the human species to the present state has undergone at least tens of millions of years of evolution, and human beings have also gone from slash-and-burn cultivation and blood-drinking to the current developed civilization. ”

Köller and Rita listened very carefully to the doctor's words, and the sound of people and cars outside the room was muffled by the light veils of the balcony and windows, as if coming from a distance, and could not disturb the three people in the room who were talking.

The doctor continued: "I will not mention too many technical terms and arguments, and the mainstream academic community has long established that the evolution of species is a slow but determined process, and it will never appear for no reason. Unless, of course, there is an external force. ”

As if the answer was different from what they hoped for, Koller and his face furrowed slightly.

The doctors, who had been paying attention to the expressions of the two, naturally fell into the doctor's eyes.

"The topic goes back to the gene mutation you just mentioned, maybe you have already understood this, and you also know that for the current research, gene mutation is something that needs to receive strong external factors to have a chance of occurring, and it is difficult to control its qualitative orientation at present, and the result is almost malignant and deformed."

"Isn't there a chance that something good will happen?" There was some unwillingness in Rita's tone.

"Of course not." The Doctor shook his head, "Although the odds are low, there will always be good cases, such as some people who see farther and have a more sensitive sense of smell, and I think you two have heard these rumors, and I can tell you that this is also true." ”

The two of them were overjoyed and nodded.

"But even these successful cases have been accompanied by side effects of one kind or another, and I don't think you really want to know what the side effects are.

Therefore, this is far from being a mature technology, and it is still in the stage of blindfolding, and such discussions and experiments also involve ethical and legal prohibitions. ”

"However, I can briefly analyze it for you from other aspects." Dr. Rahal looked up at the window, as the setting sun cast over the curtains, turning the room crimson.

Dr. Lahore got up and went to the desk next to the window, opened the drawer and searched.

"Huh? What about my pen? Dr. Rahal said strangely as he took out a notebook from a drawer, rummaged through the table stacked with paper books.

Koller and Rita also looked at the doctor.

"Doctor, isn't it the one under the table, right next to your feet?" Rita spotted the pen lying quietly under the table.

Dr. Rahal looked down.

"Ah, that's right." Dr. Rahal bent down to pick it up and took it in his hand to look at it, "Why did it fall to the ground, I remember it as if it had been placed on the table casually." ”

But the doctor didn't think much of it, took the notebook and pen and sat down in front of them.

The doctor then wrote and drew in a blank notebook while explaining to the two, and Koller and Rita also raised questions and opinions from time to time, and the three of them tirelessly communicated.