The syringe had an unusual design, its fluorescent liquid giving off a futuristic, sci-fi vibe.
"Feels like some kind of bio-virus..."
Shen Yi couldn't help but mutter to himself as he eyed it warily.
The moment his consciousness made contact with it, the feedback he received made his eyes widen in shock.
"Holy shit!"
The information relayed to him revealed that this was a genetic serum designed for the human body.
It had a formal, full name: [Nucleotide Genetic Completion Serum].
Its purpose was to inject complementary genes formed by multiple non-allelic genes into the body, repairing and completing human DNA to transform the body into a "standard baseline human."
In simpler terms, no matter who received this injection, all hidden ailments and incurable diseases would be cured. From then on, they would never fall ill again, living healthily until the natural limit of their lifespan.
No wonder Shen Yi’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Anyone who saw these effects would be left gaping in disbelief.
Even though it couldn’t turn someone into a superhuman, the ability to cure terminal illnesses alone would make countless people clamor for it—let alone the added benefit of extending lifespan.
A grin spread across Shen Yi’s face as excitement bubbled up inside him. He murmured under his breath,
"Then that means... Nanzhi’s condition might..."
He knew all too well about Fu Nanzhi’s deepest wish, but he had never been able to figure out the cause, leaving him powerless to help.
Now, with this miraculous serum—if its effects were truly as described—Fu Nanzhi’s wish might actually come true.
"Right, and Yunyi too..."
A flash of excitement crossed Shen Yi’s eyes. A single injection would also solve Shu Yunyi’s lifespan issue.
Shu Yunyi only had seventy-three years to live, while the human lifespan limit was around a hundred and twenty. An extra forty or fifty years would erase another major worry from Shen Yi’s mind.
Even if this serum couldn’t grant him superpowers, it made him happier than if it had.
"There’s no way current technology could produce something like this..."
Shen Yi stared intently at the syringe, his heart pounding.
But his joy was short-lived as he immediately checked the price. Given its extraordinary effects, it probably wouldn’t come cheap.
A glance later, he let out a sigh of relief. The serum couldn’t be bought with money—it required Strategy Points instead.
"Strategy Points: 10."
One bottle cost 10 points. Though expensive, it was still within Shen Yi’s means.
He checked his stats panel and saw he currently had 15 Strategy Points saved up—just enough for one bottle.
Strategy Points had never been a major concern for Shen Yi. Aside from using them to check target information during missions, they were practically useless otherwise.
As for how to earn them, aside from the daily automatic gain of 1 point and the 1-point reward for completing missions, Shen Yi hadn’t discovered any other methods yet.
"One point a day... Not bad. Just means waiting a few more days before I can exchange for another."
Shen Yi muttered to himself,
"I can get one bottle first to test the effects."
No sooner said than done. Focusing on the shop interface, Shen Yi willed an exchange, and a bottle was his.
His Strategy Points dropped to five, and a glowing bubble burst forth, storing itself in his panel.
"9/10."
"So the max is ten bottles."
That made sense. Something this miraculous couldn’t possibly be unlimited.
Shen Yi couldn’t physically touch the serum, but as long as he closed his eyes and focused, he could sense its presence.
Before use, it existed as a bubble in his panel, similar to how he had summoned a pistol back in the apocalypse simulation.
The moment he purchased it, the method of use became clear to him.
He couldn’t interact with the serum directly, nor was it administered via injection. Instead, as long as there was at least 200 milliliters of pure liquid nearby, he could choose to infuse the serum into it.
Only one person could drink it—sharing would nullify the effects.
"Can’t split it, can’t even see the damn thing..."
Shen Yi grumbled internally.
The simulator really had everything locked down tight, cutting off any possible exploits.
Originally, he had considered exchanging a few bottles later to analyze their composition, wondering if he could replicate it. Now it seemed fate had other plans—humanity wouldn’t be getting any miracles from him.
Letting out a long breath, Shen Yi paced around the room, letting the excitement settle in his chest.
At most, in another month or two, he’d be able to exchange for several more bottles—enough for each of the three women in his life.
Though he had already decided this first bottle would go to Fu Nanzhi, he didn’t want to play favorites with the other two.
As for his parents, Shen Yi figured he’d ask for their opinions first.
Sometimes, living too long wasn’t necessarily a good thing. He wanted to respect their wishes, not force anything on them. If they agreed, he’d give them the serum; if not, so be it.
After all, in several simulations, they had lived well into their eighties, surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying a peaceful retirement.
Finally, there was himself. The moment he came into contact with the serum, he received feedback that its effects on him would be minimal.
His physique was already exceptional after attribute upgrades, and after receiving [The Eukaryotic Queen’s Blessing], his lifespan had not only increased dramatically but his aging had slowed to an almost imperceptible rate—something hinted at in previous simulations.
Before, he had worried about the decades ahead, when the three women might gradually leave him behind, leaving him alone in the world. What would be the point then?
Now, with the genetic serum, even that last lingering fear was gone.
Shen Yi clenched his fists, unable to contain his excitement.
Today had been nothing but good news.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...