Behind every successful man, there is a great woman. Wang Zhuo believed that the woman referred to in this saying must be the man’s mother. And behind every successful creation by Wang Zhuo, there was the strong support of one or more beautiful women—this time, it was Irene’s turn. Things like sinusoids, trabeculae, the tunica albuginea, or smooth muscle—Irene had never heard of them before. But under Wang Zhuo’s gradually deepening explanations, she grasped and understood every single one. His “profound” knowledge left her in awe. He seemed like an omniscient, omnipotent deity. He jokingly called himself an unlicensed priest, and Irene felt he was the very incarnation of God. Giving a capable man the nickname “God” was hardly blasphemous. Many Westerners liked to use “MyGD” in casual conversation; Jordan, the basketball player, even had the nickname of God. So, Irene didn't feel anything improper in calling Wang Zhuo that. But for Wang Zhuo, the feeling was quite different. The other meaning of “GD” was Creator, which perfectly matched what he intended to do. Creating something that never existed was indeed immensely rewarding.

The three of them settled in temporarily on their Arab friend's island. Mamoon was extremely hospitable, and his smile grew even brighter when he saw Wang Zhuo glued to his computer, engrossed in studying the urgent problem he needed to solve. Five days passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Wang Zhuo had gained a deep mastery of the knowledge related to this new topic. Now, he finally faced a hurdle that required in vivo experimentation! To tell the truth, Wang Zhuo had never done such a thing before. In school, he often heard bold girls joking with boys about “slicing your growth rings.” There were related specimens and slides in the postgraduate study building, but the thought of actually taking a knife to slice up something shrunken made him feel a psychological block. There was a vague emotion involved, one best described as a ball-ache.

Was there any other way? He started contemplating this problem during dinner that evening and continued until he stepped out of the bathtub after showering, when an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. Seeing his strange, self-satisfied grin, Irene, who was drying the water droplets from his body with a towel, asked curiously, “What’s wrong?” “A small problem that was troubling me; I just figured out a workaround,” Wang Zhuo replied happily, messing up her wet blonde hair and patting her snow-white hip, where the blood vessels were faintly visible beneath the skin. “Come on, let’s go do our evening lesson in the bedroom.”

After five days of continuous development, Irene had finally been transformed from an innocent maiden into a young woman. The news was always reporting on human trafficking of women and children; now, her classification had shifted from the latter to the former. The so-called evening lesson referred to teaching Irene some medical knowledge. After five days of immersion, Irene could now easily discuss some topics with Wang Zhuo. Moreover, with the assistance of Wang Zhuo’s X-ray vision, his perspective and grasp were far beyond what many experts in this field possessed after years of practice. Standing on his shoulders, the knowledge Irene acquired was highly advanced; if she were to debate some high-level European or American experts now, it would certainly astonish them all. However, Wang Zhuo imparting this knowledge to her was merely a hobby; Irene was, at most, his conversational partner. Siyuan, however, was his true helper. Over these five days, Siyuan had used hacking techniques to steal academic secrets from several medical research institutions for Wang Zhuo’s reference. It could be said that Wang Zhuo’s current achievements owed a great deal to her monumental efforts. For Irene, being with the man she loved made everything joyful. Furthermore, Wang Zhuo had introduced her to a novel field; discussing things that once seemed profound and dry was now so fresh and interesting, compounded by the fact that it was an intimate topic, which amplified the thrill. And Wang Zhuo, through these exchanges, saw his English improve by leaps and bounds. Under Irene’s guidance, he could already distinguish between British and American accents. Irene, who frequently traveled between the UK and the US, was the most qualified oral instructor. Perhaps in another month, Wang Zhuo’s spoken English would reach a level of near-perfection, allowing him to occasionally pass as an ethnic Chinese person.

Mamoon’s support for Wang Zhuo was unwavering. He even obtained broad consent from members of the royal family to provide a venue for Irene’s press conference the day after tomorrow. Wang Zhuo suspected that the reason his Abu Dhabi compatriots were showing him such deference was definitely related to the research he was currently undertaking. Those royal family members all had numerous wives; they had a rigid demand in this regard! It seemed the market prospects were bright... Wang Zhuo grew ever more determined to develop the new drug as quickly as possible. This would be another pinnacle of glory in his life!

Wang Zhuo spent that night very contentedly. Like many young women experiencing intimacy for the first time, Irene did not have strong desires regarding carnal matters, but she was absorbed in the pleasure derived from kissing, or from doing things the whole world knew she had done to Wang Zhuo; she found that deeply satisfying as well. Evidently, while Wang Zhuo was focused on his work in front of the computer screen, she could not occupy his mouth, but it was quite easy to get Wang Zhuo to shift his body slightly to the side, opening a space for her to squat down... Wang Zhuo loved this feeling. Back in China, the coolly elegant female secretary, Fu Xinran, would occasionally do this, but only after he requested it; she was never this proactive. Moreover, the visual pleasure of blonde hair and blue eyes, combined with the status of an international celebrity, brought a powerful stimulus, giving Wang Zhuo a sense of soaring superiority. “As soon as the press conference is over, we’re moving to Maui for a few days. My research requires some material samples, and it’s inconvenient here,” Wang Zhuo said, gently playing with the fine, soft golden strands between Irene’s legs, smiling. “You should leave tomorrow,” the young woman stated calmly. “The day after tomorrow, many global media outlets will arrive, and they will set up a massive surveillance net to track my movements. It will be inconvenient for you to leave then.” Wang Zhuo asked softly, “Can you manage on your own if I’m not here?” “I can manage,” Irene smiled and replied. “After the conference ends, I plan to go back and live with my family. I hope to return to work as soon as possible.” “That’s fine too,” Wang Zhuo nodded slightly. “You’re still young; it won't hurt to start university in a few years.” The two exchanged a smile and embraced in a light kiss. ... Creation is truly miraculous. Being the same advanced human species, the differences in skin tone and certain physical details can be so vast.

The moment Wang Zhuo and Siyuan stepped onto the soil of Maui, they saw the Black guide waiting to greet them. This man had skin as dark and lustrous as crude oil, hands like twin winnowing fans, teeth as white as snow when he smiled, and his rotating dark pupils against the whites of his eyes were quite amusing. Noticing something peculiar beneath his swim trunks, Wang Zhuo peered with his X-ray vision. Good heavens, even when flaccid, it measured nearly twenty centimeters—now that was natural endowment! Racial differences are related to the history of evolution. Black people originated in Africa, and to continuously adapt to their survival environment, they evolved into their current form. Black skin can absorb a large amount of UV radiation from the sun, protecting internal tissues from being burned by the intense African sun. A high density of sweat glands on the skin allows for rapid perspiration to lower body temperature in hot environments. Coiled hair creates pockets of air between strands, providing insulation to prevent the brain from overheating. Thick lips, large mouths, and sparse body hair are also all related to heat dissipation.

White people originated in colder Europe; they have abundant body hair for warmth, and since they didn't get much sun, their skin is pale. A high, narrow nose lengthens the nasal passage, preheating the cold air inhaled. A professor who lectured Wang Zhuo often told his students that the reason yellow-skinned men’s genitalia were smaller than those of Black or White men was because the yellow race was more advanced, having evolved better, while Black and White people had a prolonged history of being savage and eating raw food, leading them to rely on the length of their organ to secure opportunities for procreation by penetrating deeper into the mother’s body. He stated bluntly that precisely because of this historical context where “whoever inserted deeper was more likely to father a child,” the bloodlines of men lacking in size were eliminated, thus accounting for the current advantage Black and White people hold over yellow people in this regard, while also making them more sexually promiscuous than the yellow race. This professor was nicknamed "Gut Professor" by students due to his controversial views. Although Wang Zhuo didn’t entirely agree with his theories, he felt there was some validity to them.

Because Black people have greater bone density than other races but less body fat, their specific gravity is higher and buoyancy lower, making them less adept at swimming. You never see Black athletes dominating any world-class aquatic sports. However, this doesn't mean Black people can’t swim; in fact, they can swim quite well, they just don't win medals. Under the guidance of the “Black” guide, Wang Zhuo and Siyuan, wearing sunglasses and wide-brimmed straw hats, took a beach buggy to the hotel where they were staying. Everywhere they looked, there were Asian faces. Over half of Hawaii’s permanent residents and tourists are Japanese, so the pair blended in completely. However, the energy of the paparazzi should not be underestimated. They had already tracked Wang Zhuo’s movements by checking flight records from Osaka, Japan. They only refrained from flying helicopters over the Big Island and snapping away by virtue of the Arabs’ notoriously foul tempers.

It wasn't until the news of the press conference was suddenly announced that paparazzi worldwide realized Irene had hidden herself in Hawaii, and based on Wang Zhuo’s movements, the two had clearly met. The media then enthusiastically used their imaginations, writing extensively about the matter. At this moment, over one hundred media outlets, including television stations, newspapers, and online news portals, had descended upon Maui. Some major outlets even maintained permanent helicopters in Hawaii, which had now been assigned to reporters and editors, awaiting orders at any moment. No one could have guessed that at such a time, Wang Zhuo would casually appear on Maui, moving into a public hotel right under the noses of the media.

The reason Wang Zhuo did this was precisely because the island was crowded with tourists from all over the world, encompassing almost every race. People flocking to this tourist paradise naturally experience romantic urges and engage in the activities they love, spanning all age groups and conditions—which was perfect for him to observe and research using his X-ray vision! In this way, he was essentially provided with an inexhaustible supply of "live subjects," eliminating the need to dissect cold organs!