In the shabby unknown small supermarket, Wang Wutian and the black-haired monster were fighting fiercely with fists to the flesh. There was huge movement, thick white mist and dust all over the place, like a sea of clouds and mist rolling and stirring violently.
The all-round increase of source power is not used.
Relying solely on the current perfect physical level of the skin-tempering realm, Wang Wutian personally tested the abnormal changes of these monsters through battles, and suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.
That is, without using the internal source power to increase all-round, with all the physical qualities of his current body, he is actually unable to compare with this black-haired monster. Currently, he is able to fight on a par with it, but he still relies on various exquisite combat skills.
To resolve and resist.
"What happened to these monsters? Why did they become so powerful and terrifying in just a few days?" Wang Wutian, who was thinking about the matter in his mind, was momentarily distracted and was caught by the black-haired monster.
He punched his chest with a vicious punch.
"Crack, click, click!"
Almost at the same moment, a series of cracking sounds were heard from the ribs in Wang Wutian's chest, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His whole body flew involuntarily towards the concrete wall on the side of the small supermarket.
"Ahem, cough, cough, I accidentally got distracted thinking about a problem. If the force of this punch were stronger, I might really break my ribs." After coming back to his senses, Wang Wutian quickly used the source power in his body.
Let yourself float in mid-air.
He wiped away the red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Lowering his head slightly, he looked down at the black-haired monster that suddenly jumped towards him, with a sinister smile on his face, and whispered to himself: "I have collected almost all the information on physical fitness. Next,
Just be obedient and let me break it into pieces and study it."
This time, Wang Wutian no longer had any reservations.
His body was suspended in mid-air, and the rich energy in his body suddenly became active and violent, making him stronger, with higher defense and faster speed. Then he opened his left hand and slapped the black-haired monster that jumped over at extremely fast speed.
"Have you had enough fun? Now it's my turn!"
The black-haired monster was about to bite Wang Wutian in mid-air with a fierce and manic aura.
As a result, before it could meet Wang Wutian this time, it was slapped to pieces on both arms and arm bones. The palm of the hand did not weaken, and even a palm was printed on the chest of the black-haired monster, and a palm slapped its chest inwards.
Go in.
At the same time, in the corresponding area on its back, a vague outline of a palm print suddenly protruded outward.
He was almost slapped through the body by Wang Wutian.
The strong and burly body with gnarled muscles suddenly flew back at a speed that exceeded the speed of jumping up, and violently collided with the hard concrete ground, not only knocking out a small pothole full of fine cracks in the ground.
Even the black-haired monster's own body had its bones shattered by a continuous force. The whole body looked limp at this time, as if it had no bones and could only lie on its back in the concrete pothole, groaning.
Even to this extent.
The black-haired monster looked at Wang Wutian with eyes that were still crazy and bloodthirsty, full of greedy desire for prey, and completely devoid of any sense or fear that animals should have.
"It is indeed a monster that has a parasitic relationship with the essence of the mysterious blue ice rain. It only sees prey and hunting. It does not look like a normal animal at all. It has no instinctive reaction to value its own life."
Wang Wutian landed from mid-air and came to the black-haired monster that was still glaring at him fiercely.
Take a deep breath.
Suddenly he felt a burning pain all over his chest. He pulled off his shirt, looked down and found that his chest was already a little blue and purple, and there was still some redness and swelling at the edges.
"The power of this punch is really strong!" He endured the pain, grinned and carefully arranged his clothes, then squatted down and slapped the black-haired monster completely.
, so that it will not hum in your ears.
Then calm down and focus most of your attention.
He grabbed the black hair and tore open the tough skin on the wound on the monster's chest. He opened his magnetic eyes, focused on the fresh flesh and blood cells inside, and carefully explored the area from the perspective of the life magnetic field. At the same time, he used his own mental power to lock in the same area.
area.
Go deep into the cell level and explore the abnormalities inside the cells.
It didn't take long.
This time, Wang Wutian used his mental power and magnetic field vision to detect some unusual changes inside the monster's fresh flesh and blood cells.
The number of nuclear pores on the surface of the monster cell's nucleus has increased.
Many messenger RNAs are like busy little ants, constantly transmitting genetic information in these dense nuclear pores. By pairing with the transfer RNA, they complete the matching of codons and anticodons and start the gene translation program on their own.
The synthesis and manufacture of biological macromolecule proteins is carried out in an orderly manner inside the cytoplasm.
Then the newly synthesized biological macromolecule protein begins to produce its own effects.
Some proteins participate in the life effects of the cell itself inside the cell, while other types of proteins come to the outside of the cell through protein molecular channels on the surface of the cell membrane, and then play their actual roles.
Either it works alone, or it works together with the internal proteins.
Through careful mental scanning and exploration.
Wang Wutian discovered that the number and structure of these newly synthesized biological macromolecule proteins had not only become more complex, but even the genetic code number was no longer sixty-four, but had become one hundred and twenty.
Eighteen.
Among them, there are six stop codons.
It’s no longer the three before.
Even the morphological structure of the six stop codons has undergone mysterious changes, becoming more three-dimensional and more abstract.
If you have to give it a rough description...
Wang Wutian searched the memories in his mind and discovered a fact that shocked him.
That is, the overall macromolecular shape of these six stop codons is actually related to the information of the ancient Qi Practitioner civilization that he awakened deep in his genetic memory. To be more careful, it is related to the six paths in the myths and legends of the Qi Practitioner civilization.
The shapes of the reincarnation origin runes are almost exactly the same.
The difference between the two is mostly just in the size of the runes.
"How... is this possible? The six stop codons of the new messenger RNA transcribed from the monster's gene are actually the same as the six reincarnations in the ancient mythical civilization of Qi practitioners!" Suddenly discovering this news, Wang Wutian was stunned in shock.
Standing there, his eyes were full of disbelief.
Then I looked back and thought about it, and found that it was not without reason.
The information capability of the stop codon itself is the termination, and it also represents the re-translation of the same type of biological macromolecule protein to create the same type of new biological macromolecule protein.
These two proteins are essentially the same, but they are not really one entity.
This means that these stop codons not only mean the end, but also contain the beginning of a new individual of the same substance, which is essentially the same but also individually different.
This is a complete and alternative reincarnation, belonging to the six paths of reincarnation of genetic information.
"Ending means rebirth, and rebirth means ending. Is this the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Wang Wutian, who was still standing there, was vaguely thoughtful.