Liu Hui arrived downstairs. The police were still maintaining a perimeter, with some officers investigating the complex. Unfortunately, the complex where Liu Hui lived was too old to have security cameras installed, forcing them to conduct door-to-door inquiries. He managed his expression, feigning nonchalance, and even joined the gathered residents in discussing the police's objective. Afterward, he found a small restaurant and ate lunch. During this time, his girlfriend sent a message, asking if he had eaten, urging him to take care of himself, and adding that the conference would conclude in another week, after which she would return to look after him. Liu Hui felt uplifted; his girlfriend was the love of his life, extremely beautiful, and cared for him meticulously. He used to feel immense pressure being with her because he lacked a good job and his family background wasn't strong, making him fear a bad outcome. Now, with the Transaction Device in hand, his future held infinite possibilities, and he felt utterly confident about his relationship with her. He sent his girlfriend several affectionate texts, then returned home with a slight chuckle.

Last night, he had been deeply troubled, worried about the future he shared with his girlfriend. Yet, miraculous fate had granted him the Transaction Device, giving him the strong conviction to forge his own destiny. Even if he couldn't trade for anything remarkable, the sheer existence of the enormous storage space made anything achievable. Now, with the Zerg gene research providing a foundation, what should he focus on doing next?

Back home, Liu Hui opened his computer and started a document, only to delete it moments later. He decided to grab a sheet of paper instead. He needed to chart out his life's plan. Sometimes he found it strange: he was nearly twenty-seven, had been grappling with society for years, and understood its nuances quite thoroughly. A normal person would have long since assimilated, yet he still clung to his idealistic notions from childhood, making him an outlier.

Since he was young, Liu Hui harbored a single, grand ideal: to establish a perfect world. In his blueprint, there would be established law, highly developed productivity, universal peace and prosperity, full enjoyment of free and equal rights, and the liberty to pursue chosen vocations, allowing every individual comprehensive development. All crucial activities would adhere to principles of fairness, openness, justice, and democracy, with every person fully exercising their democratic rights. Adherence to this ideal was precisely why he never fit in; he couldn't hold onto any job for long. In the past, he could barely get by, but with this sudden fortune, with the power to alter his destiny, his ideals finally held the possibility of realization.

Liu Hui spent an entire afternoon scribbling, crossing out, and revising on a stack of about ten sheets of blank paper. Finally, he managed to clarify his thoughts. After reviewing the finalized plan one last time, he burned the schematics, flushing the ashes down the sewer.

At ten in the evening, the police downstairs began to withdraw. The tension in Liu Hui's chest finally eased. As long as he didn't bring out the narcotics, no one could find them within the storage space. Throughout the rest of the night, Liu Hui felt intensely excited, eagerly anticipating the results of the Zerg's research.

The next morning, Liu Hui began calculating his savings. Over the years, he had managed to accumulate a mere thirty thousand yuan—hardly enough to start anything significant. To launch his venture, he needed to obtain Zerg genetic commodities, which meant he had to collect Earth's genes to exchange for them. But acquiring Earth's genes seemed like it would require a substantial amount of capital. He wondered about the progress of the Zerg's research as he spent the morning tallying his potential gains and losses.

It wasn't until noon that he felt a communication signal on the Planar Transaction Device, which he accepted immediately. Zerg's grotesque face appeared on the screen, looking incredibly bizarre. Liu Hui would later learn this was Zerg's expression of extreme excitement.

"My esteemed Lord Liu Hui, I am utterly ecstatic. We have studied the white item you provided and discovered it is immensely vital to us."

Liu Hui sighed inwardly with relief, while simultaneously grumbling under his breath: this Zerg was clearly no businessman; announcing so blatantly how much he needed the item would only lead to inflated prices. With newfound assurance bolstering him, Liu Hui grew even more composed.

"My esteemed Lord Liu Hui, one of the primary advantages of our Swarm is long-distance command, which is the prerequisite for our Bug Tide tactics. While this range can reach astonishing distances, it is not limitless. After modulation, and implantation into the brains of our Swarm commanders, your mysterious powder has extended the command range by fivefold. Do you realize the immense strategic advantage that extra fourfold distance grants us? It is miraculous. The issue is that the powder you supplied was too scant; we exhausted it modulating a single Zerg commander. I now require massive quantities of this miraculous powder."

Liu Hui was momentarily stunned. Narcotics had this effect? He surmised that the drugs must have intensified the Zerg brain activity, leading to a cascade of surprising alterations that enhanced their command capabilities. However, he wondered if the Zerg could become addicted, and if Zerg, spanning numerous galaxies, had no native source for such substances? After a brief thought, Liu Hui dismissed the concerns; after all, Zerg needed it, didn't they?

"Respected Lord Zerg, I can supply this miraculous powder. However, I require you to provide me with a medicine capable of curing human diseases. This medicine must be safe, swift, and entirely without side effects," Liu Hui began to state his terms.

"Respected Lord Liu Hui, our research division, after analyzing your genes yesterday, discovered that your Human race's genetics are quite simple—though this is only relative to our Swarm, given that our Swarm has undergone millennia of genetic reinforcement and modification, rendering our genes vastly complex. I am confident that we can provide a cure for any ailment afflicting your species, provided you can furnish us with a disease sample," Zerg replied confidently.

"Furthermore, based on our preliminary study and testing of your genes, we have already manufactured a rudimentary Body Enhancement Fluid capable of augmenting your physical capabilities, guaranteed to have zero side effects. You may test it immediately." As Zerg finished speaking, a syringe materialized on the Transaction Device, prompting a query about the trade.

Liu Hui clicked to confirm the transaction. A syringe filled with a dark-green liquid, approximately 10ml, immediately appeared in his hand. He couldn't help but marvel at Zerg's genetic technology; in just twenty-four hours, they had thoroughly analyzed human genetics and developed a body enhancement fluid.

"Respected Lord Liu Hui, I hope you can provide some more of the miraculous powder; we have extensive research still to conduct." After trading the body evolution fluid, Zerg immediately requested more narcotics.

"Respected Lord Zerg, this is all the miraculous powder I currently possess." Liu Hui acted cautiously, trading a briefcase containing one package of narcotics to Zerg while retaining an entire case for himself. One package weighed about a kilogram, and modulating one insect required one kilogram—Zerg's future demand would undoubtedly be immense. But where would so many narcotics come from? The total supply of narcotics on Earth seemed limited to just a few thousand tons.

"Respected Lord Liu Hui, I need to conduct further in-depth research. Farewell. Oh, right, you simply need to inject the enhancement fluid into your body; the transformation should take about twelve hours."

"Farewell!"

Liu Hui completed his second planar transaction. He looked at the dark-green fluid, a knot of apprehension tightening in his stomach, uncertain what changes the injection would bring. If he turned into a monster or a zombie, how heartbroken his family and friends would be. Yet, the greater probability pointed toward becoming stronger.

Liu Hui hesitated for a long time before finally injecting the enhancement fluid into his body. He lay on the bed, awaiting the transformation, which soon began to take effect, lulling him into a deep sleep.

Twelve hours later, at four in the morning, Liu Hui snapped his eyes open and found the world radically changed through his vision. First, his long-term myopia was cured; everything was perfectly clear. His hearing had vastly improved; he could actually discern the conversation of a couple downstairs. The sensitivity of his skin had increased, allowing him to feel the movement of the wind in the air clearly. His sense of smell was also enhanced, picking up every scent in the atmosphere. His entire body pulsed with strength; carelessly, he managed to wrench his bedside table loose. In short, everything around him felt different. This sudden transformation, however, left Liu Hui deeply unaccustomed. The overwhelming sounds, the pungent smells, and the unintentional excess of his strength made him uncomfortable and irritable.

Liu Hui found it strange that, unlike descriptions in other novels, no foul-smelling waste had been expelled, necessitating a long bath. The process had been remarkably seamless, completed entirely during sleep. It seemed the Zerg's genetic technology truly lived up to its reputation; millennia of uninterrupted research had propelled their methods to an unimaginable level.

Though not hungry, Liu Hui maintained his good habits and prepared a bowl of noodles, eating mechanically. The speed at which events had unfolded over the last two days had thrown off his schedule. After eating, he showered. His transformed body required time for initial acclimatization. Regarding his hearing, if he consciously controlled the range he focused on, his hearing reverted to its previous lackluster state—the same applied to his smell and strength.

Liu Hui began to reflect on the events of the past two days, searching for any oversights that might cause future trouble. First, the Planar Transaction Device: its previous owner must have died for it to bind to him; this posed no threat. Second, the source of the narcotics: they had entered his storage space accidentally, and these drugs undoubtedly had an owner, perhaps someone who had hidden them temporarily while evading the police, intending to retrieve them once the heat died down. Therefore, he had to prevent this owner from discovering him, or risk being eliminated. Finally, the police downstairs: they were surely searching for the drugs as well, and just like the drug owner, he couldn't let them track him, or he would face immense complications. As long as he traded all the narcotics to Zerg and they didn't reappear on the market, they would have no trail leading back to him. After mapping out these points, he planned his immediate schedule. Liu Hui felt frustrated; he found he couldn't sleep. The transformation had occurred in his rest, and now, awakened, he couldn't fall back asleep quickly. Given his commitment to a proper sleep schedule, he could only lie in bed with resignation.

The next morning, Liu Hui headed out for exercise upon waking. His newly enhanced body resisted proper control, necessitating physical exertion to adapt to the changes. He continuously increased his running pace until it resembled a hundred-meter sprint, maintaining that speed for five or six kilometers without breaking a sweat. He didn't measure his velocity, only realizing that if he continued like this, he could probably run for another hour. Fortunately, he chose a remote stretch of riverbank to avoid attracting attention. Testing his strength again, he could effortlessly lift a stone estimated to weigh at least 200 kilograms and easily leap onto the three-meter-high embankment lining the river. Through this morning's testing, Liu Hui gained a preliminary understanding of his body; the next few days would be dedicated to exercising and further adapting to the physical alterations.

At nine in the morning, Liu Hui arrived at the Meipeng Clinic on the edge of the city. Upon entering, he saw Meipeng in his white coat, reading by a desk. Liu Hui walked over and sat down opposite him.

"Second Brother, how have you been lately?"

"So-so, Boss. It's been a long time since you visited," Meipeng replied, putting down his book and pouring a cup of tea, which he pushed toward Liu Hui.

"Heh heh, Second Brother is still as diligent as ever," Liu Hui said while sipping the tea, gesturing toward the medical textbook on Meipeng's desk.

"What good is diligence? Even as a medical professional, I can't find a job. Thankfully, my old man left me this clinic, otherwise I'd be out in the cold. Boss, did you quit another job? But it doesn't matter; if you're unhappy, just quit. My door is always open for you, my brother!" Meipeng sighed mournfully.

"Good brother, but I actually came to ask for your help with something today."

"I knew you wouldn't drop by for no reason. Tell me, what is it?"

"Can you procure a sample of the HIV virus for me?"

"HIV? What do you need that for? Planning on taking revenge on society, becoming an AIDS syringe attacker, specifically targeting corrupt officials?"

"Hey, I wouldn't mind if I could get close enough to them. Seriously though, do you have a contact?" Liu Hui's expression grew increasingly cryptic.

"Are you serious? It'll be complicated, but give me a week, and I can get it for you. Boss, you aren't actually planning to harm anyone with it, are you?"

"Good brother, when have you ever seen me harm anyone?"

"That's true; you're such an idealist, how could you harm people."

As they were talking animatedly, a young woman entered the clinic. Meipeng's expression immediately softened, and he rushed over, greeting her warmly.

"Linlin, you're here! You didn't need to come so early; we hardly get any business in the mornings."

Liu Lin gave Meipeng a look: "I'm the nurse here. Work starts at nine-thirty. What do I care if there's business? Do I not get paid if there are no customers?"

"How could that be? I was just concerned about you. Come, let me introduce you. This is my head nurse, Liu Lin; this is my Boss, Liu Hui. You all supposedly belonged to the same family five hundred years ago." Meipeng introduced them enthusiastically.

"Boss, are you sure? He looks significantly younger than you," Liu Lin ignored the "head nurse" title and asked curiously.

"That's our dorm ranking from university, hehe. It relates to a secret of ours."

"Hmph, if you won't say, don't." Liu Lin nodded a greeting to Liu Hui and went to change clothes. Once she left, Liu Hui teased Meipeng, "Second Brother, finally crushing on someone, huh? Though they say you shouldn't mess with the grass near your own den. Why are you doing such naughty things?"

"Boss, you don't know the pangs of hunger when you're full. Your girlfriend is beautiful, so naturally, you don't touch the grass nearby. If I don't eat the grass near my den, I'll starve. Besides, this is the first time I've done anything like this," Meipeng quickly corrected him.

"Mhm, Liu Lin looks decent. Good figure, pretty face, nice skin too. You've got taste."

"She's not as beautiful as Sister-in-law, but I'm very satisfied. Hehe, it's just that I haven't landed her yet," Meipeng fidgeted shyly.

"Take your time. She's a good girl; don't let her down," Liu Hui said with rare seriousness.

"Alright, Boss, I get it."

"Second Brother, I'm leaving now. Hurry up with my business; I need that item urgently." Liu Hui reminded him again.

"Task guaranteed to be completed. Boss, aren't you staying for a while?"

"Never mind, I won't delay your good fortune."