"Since it involves genetic coding, why not try to rearrange and reprogram it?"
Lu Yuan pushed up the black-framed glasses on his nose. Zhou Ling had pulled him straight out of school, and he hadn't quite shed his student persona.
He was a good student, after all.
"If we add elephant genes to an ant, perhaps the ant could truly possess an elephant's size and strength."
"But would an ant fused with elephant genes still be a true ant?"
Zhou Ling retorted, emphasizing, "We're discussing Pure Martial now—the pure, unadulterated limits of the human body, without any other factors."
"You have a point."
Lu Yuan smiled and continued to listen to Zhou Ling.
"Even if we were to enhance every aspect of the most perfect human genetic samples in the existing database to their utmost limits, the results would still be unsatisfactory."
"The currently recognized Authoritative Human Capacity Limit Value is a Fist Strength of five tons and a speed of eighty meters per second..."
