124: Chapter 124 The Origin of Superpowers

At this moment, Su Tang, who was on the side, replied, "They will definitely say we are too shameless and then attack us."

Jin Yuanbao said, "Then... then what should we do?"

Wang Lin remained motionless, "That is why we cannot get up yet."

"We will get up after they enter the gate."

"We might as well let them go inside and scout the path."

Jin Yuanbao thought for a moment and said, "Won't we be too unscrupulous doing this?"

Wang Lin rolled his eyes at him, "It is quite unscrupulous. Why don't you stand up and say hello to them?"

Jin Yuanbao was silent for a while and said, "Brother Wang is right. I think we should just keep lying here."

Lying on the ground, Su Wan heard their conversation and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Half an hour later, those people pushed open the final gate and walked inside.

Once those footsteps had completely vanished, Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

Seeing Wang Lin rise, the others stopped pretending and crawled up from the ground one by one.

A moment later, the eight of them tidied themselves up and walked toward that gate.

Behind the gate was a massive hall, its dome hidden in darkness.

At the deepest part of the hall was a huge stone wall that occupied the entire wall.

Carved on the stone wall was a painting, a massive painting.

On the painting was a tree with a trunk so thick that it would take more than a dozen people to wrap their arms around it.

The tree roots were embedded into the ground like blood vessels.

A person was tied to the tree, his limbs bound by vines as he hung in mid-air.

His head was lowered, making it impossible to see his face.

His body was thin, like a dried corpse. His chest still had a slight rise and fall, and his fingers were still twitching.

The rest of the painting was covered in symbols, looking like deconstructed text surrounding that person.

There were lightning symbols, flame symbols, water flow symbols...

Night Owl stood at the very front of the crowd, head tilted back, looking at the painting for a long time.

"This is... the origin of Superpower..."

Lu Zhiyi stood beside him, her eyes filled with shock.

A person in a Circus costume spoke up, "Umbrella Corporation... extracted Superpower... from this person..."

"Who... is this person?"

The leader of the Twelve Zodiacs stepped out, "If our current Superpower... is all extracted from this person..."

"Then what... what kind of person is he?"

"A god? A monster? Or... the first human to awaken?"

No one answered him, because no one knew the answer.

Wang Lin stood at the very back of the crowd, looking at the dense array of Superpower symbols, "So that's how it is..."

"Superpower is not innate... it is extracted..."

Jin Yuanbao stood beside him, looking at the figure on the mural, "Brother Wang... is that person... still alive?"

Wang Lin thought for a moment, "Alive. But there is no difference from being dead."

Su Tang stood behind Wang Lin, "Brother Wang Lin... is the power we have... all borrowed from him?"

"No... to be precise, it is stolen..."

"Umbrella Corporation stole Superpower from this person, then conducted genetic research..."

"Our Superpower is all obtained from him..."

Suddenly, all the symbols on the mural lit up.

Blinding light poured out from those symbols, swallowing everyone.

In everyone's mind, a new memory appeared.

Like a movie playing in their minds, frame by frame, scene by scene, as if they were experiencing it personally.

That was something from hundreds of years ago.

At that time, the world was still whole, and people were still living normal lives.

Then, the fog came.

Wherever it went, plants withered, animals died, and humans disappeared.

No one knew where the fog came from, and no one knew what was inside the fog.

People could only run, running toward places where there was no fog.

But the fog was too fast, and people could only watch helplessly as they were swallowed.

Then, a person walked out from the fog.

He began to communicate with humans.

"The fog will continue to spread. If it does not stop, the entire world will be swallowed. I can help you."

He raised his hand, palm facing up, fingers spread open.

A ball of fire emerged from his palm, then the fire extinguished, and water emerged from his palm.

Then came lightning, sand, whirlpools...

He displayed all kinds of Superpower: fire, water, lightning, wind, earth, ice, wood, light, and darkness.

Each Superpower was different, like a work of art.

Everyone was stunned. Who was he? Was he a god? Where did he come from?

He said he could teach humans to master Superpower to deal with the unknown creatures in the fog.

He said he did not need any reward, only that humans agreed to one condition: do not try to study his body.

Humans agreed because they had no other choice.

The fog was getting closer and closer, time was running out, and they could only trust him.

Thus, he began to teach humans Superpower.

He taught them how to perceive energy, how to condense energy, and how to release energy.

He taught them how to control fire, how to summon water, how to harness lightning, and how to drive the wind.

He taught them how to use Superpower to attack, how to use Superpower to defend, and how to use Superpower to heal.

He taught many people, but very few could learn Superpower.

Out of a thousand people, only one could succeed.

Those people were frustrated, angry, and desperate. They asked, "Why?"

He said, "Superpower is not something everyone can possess; it requires talent, opportunity, and fate."

Humans did not give up; they changed to another method.

They no longer believed in talent, opportunity, or fate.

They believed in science, experiments, and research.

They shifted their goal from "learning Superpower" to "studying him."

They drugged him with a gas extracted from the fog.

That gas was colorless and odorless; anyone who smelled it would fall into a deep coma.

He fell, was carried into a laboratory, and tied to a bed.

Then they began their research: drawing his blood, cutting his hair, pulling his nails, and taking his skin.

Observing his cells with microscopes, analyzing his genes with instruments, and recording his data with computers.

They discovered that his cells were different from human cells.

There was a special energy inside his cells.

They named that energy "Primal Energy."

This energy could be extracted, transferred, and injected.

They injected this energy into human cells and then observed.

At first, no one succeeded.

Those who were injected with Primal Energy, some died, some went crazy, and some turned into monsters.

But they did not give up, because they knew that as long as they succeeded once, it would be worth it.