959 The Changes: Competent Scientists, Clueless Strategists
A month had passed Varian since disappeared.
Kyle locked himself up in his private lab room. Even though Boo revealed that it had a more sophisticated lab that came with the added benefit of high mobility, Kyle refused and picked his own basement lab.
Every time he saw Boo, every minute he stayed on that ship, he was reminded of its owner.
Even though Boo informed him from time to time that Varian was alive, he realized that the distance was too long for the information to be verified.
Whatever Boo might be ‘feeling’ through their connection might just be a remnant of his dead friend.
So, Kyle worked in his own secret place with the help of Dr. Tom and Maya.
“A drop of Varian’s blood and a drop of Enigma’s,” In the pure white lab room, Kyle glanced at the shining blood drops floating above the table and frowned.
Even if he followed Enigma’s instructions and created potions, he’d only make two. What could two potions do?
“The best usage of these potions would be creating two Sovereigns,” Maya in her oversized pink coat said as she continued to stare at the huge virtual screen with numerous readings.
“Creating two new Sovereigns can solve all problems, but…” Kyle said as he used a laser beam to separate a droplet of blood and processed it the way Enigma instructed.
Dr. Tom overlooked the entire process, ensuring all the critical adjustments when necessary. After a few thousand precise steps, the droplet turned pale blue.
Kyle ran another set of tests and the results showed up on the virtual screen in front of Maya.
Maya studied the readings with hope but her eyes soon grew disappointed and she let out a sigh. Kyle was already familiar with this sigh and didn’t feel sad about it anymore.
Rather, he glanced at the blood drops and said, “We used up 10% of their blood drops for these tests. For some reason, we can’t replicate Enigma in these potion-making despite following the exact same steps. Our potions are still very potent but not as effective as Enigma’s. Even if we give them to peak level 9, we won’t get a Sovereign in less than a year.”
“Two Sovereigns in over a year is still a great deal,” Maya turned around in her chair and looked at him with a serious expression, “We’ve tried again and again and failed. We just can’t make a potion that can push a peak level 9 to a Sovereign in a month or two.
Even Thomas tried his best and failed. Kyle, we shouldn’t waste any more droplets and just give the potions and wait for two Sovereigns in a year. We’ll be solving the abyssal threat permanently. Just do it. The more droplets we waste, the longer the promotion would be.”
Kyle clutched his hair and growled. Maya’s words made perfect sense.
The best usage of these potions would be to send them to peak level 9s and make them Sovereigns in a year.
Two new peak level 9s wouldn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things. But two Sovereigns will flip the board and end this game for good.
“I’ve compiled the list of the best peak level 9s,” Maya swiped her finger up and a large screen popped up showing a huge database of thirty peak level 9s.
There’s no way Maya could’ve got this secretive list herself. Like it always did, Boo helped.
“Is this really okay? If we give the potions to them, then it’s over,” Kyle ruffled his hair in frustration.
“This is the most output generation for this limited resource,”
“Yeah, but what if we need that output, that power in a shorter time?” Kyle slapped his thigh and looked at Maya, “What if an emergency pops up? The emergency can be solved with more peak level 9s. Anything can happen this year. It’s nuts. So, we might not even have the luxury of waiting one year. Boo told us too.”
Indeed, Boo briefly informed them about the dangers Varian solved for the Human race. It’s just…terrifying.
If that much could happen in the first half of the year, the next half certainly wouldn’t be peaceful.
That’s why…
“Hm,” Maya bit her lip as she considered his argument. Given the constant dangers of this year, they might really not survive another year. Not without Varian.
Thinking about Varian, Maya closed her eyes and suppressed the sadness in her heart.
“W-What would brother do if he was here?” She asked out loud, “Would he give the potion to peak level 9s or split it to make more peak level 9s for emergencies?”
pAn,Da n<0,>v,e1 Kyle thought for a moment before shaking his head with a smile, “None. He doesn’t need any. That bastard does everything by himself.”
“…You’re right,” Maya’s face was mixed with pride and frustration.
‘If only he’s here…’ The thought slipped across their minds countless times. But Varian already did everything he should. He even went above and beyond to prepare a safety net for humanity in the scenario he died.
From a man who did so much, they just couldn’t complain for more. It’s not justified.
“If we split the blood drops, we can make less potent but faster potions and create a couple of peak level 9s fast. If we dilute it, we can also make level 8s and level 7s,” Maya tapped her chin, “If we dilute it to a millionth, a lot more level 7s can take it and grow faster.”
“But they won’t necessarily advance with that much dilution. It’ll be solely up to their current level and efforts,” Kyle slumped into his chair, “Dammit, I can make more complex potions, but I don’t know which potions to make. I think we’ll need advice.”
“Who do we ask?” Maya closed the virtual screen and stood up. “Sovereign Irene? Sovereign Kevin? Or others?”
Boo got all the contacts and could keep them safe during communication. So, there’s no worry about being found.
“No, not them,” Kyle threw his coat to the bot, stretched his body, and walked to the exit of the lab.
“Then who?” Maya followed.
Kyle opened the door and said, “Retired General…Evander Albert.”