Infinite Evolution: Dominating The Apocalypse With My God Tier Items

Kylie blinked. Subconsciously, the beaded bracelet undulated for a bit, and she nodded. "Yes."

Seth’s eyes glowered. ’Jackpot!’

Licking his dry lips, he subconsciously stepped forward, immediately going straight to the point.

Seth didn’t care to ask her how she came across the tech for this, or how she could even start putting things together.

That information really had nothing to do with him. While he was interested in the world of crafting, he also still had a job to get done, and every second counted.

"Have you heard of a genetic armament?" he asked, his piercing eyes meeting hers.

She shook her head, which figured. Like the rest of humanity, she was actually quite lacking in knowledge of the wider verse.

"Is that what you came to get the foggy to work on?" she asked, piecing the clues together.

Seth nodded. He immediately went into details about what a genetic armament even was, and expressed his desire to craft a genetic battle armor for himself.

Kylie remained quite stoic as Seth spoke, but her heart was in a rampaging wave of emotions.

Shock that such a form of technology could even exist, excitement at finding a new path, and eagerness to start such a journey.

But once Seth finished speaking, her enthusiasm curbed quite a bit, especially when he informed her he was on a deadline. After all, there was quite the elephant in the room.

"I understand the concept, but even with a sample it might take years to reverse engineer such tech. Without a detailed tutorial or maybe an expert of the study directly imparting knowledge, I simply can’t fulfil your request."

But in contrast to her expectation, Seth smiled, the brilliant glow in his eyes remaining bright.

"So you’re telling me if you have a tutorial and maybe even an instructor, you could pull it off?" Seth asked.

Kylie pondered for a bit. "It still depends. You said this craft needs a special type of gene skill in order to practice..."

Seth remained silent. To be honest, this was the only limiting factor he didn’t have a solution for.

According to the oracle crystal, to start the gene armament craft, one needed to be able to observe genes and artificially craft them.

And the form of observation of genes wasn’t on a physical layer. This went beyond DNA and ancestry-level type observation — it went deeper.

The true imprint of your gene skill, if possible gene lineage, and its primal energy pattern.

Discovering this layer was difficult and nearly impossible without the right tools or skill for assistance.

Then there was reproducing the pattern. This would be a hundred times more difficult a feat to pull off.

Apparently, most famous artificers needed aid from a special assistant tool named God’s Hand to make this process easier.

But this side, though, Seth had covered... he blinked, staring into the void.

[Flash Sale For "God’s Hand (Model: 6Exo99)" Incoming!]

[Time: 00h: 41m: 06s]

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His eyes flashed as he forced down a smile. He hadn’t all of a sudden gotten the idea of crafting a genetic battle armor from nowhere after all.

’So now that left the initial phase of observation.’ he thought.

Kylie suddenly spoke. "But if you are sure you can at least get me a blueprint, and a possible guide, we can begin right away and see where it leads us."

Seth’s eyes lit up...

"But..." she added, her eyes flickering as she stepped forward once more, invading Seth’s private space, looking up into his eyes.

"We will have to talk about my payment..."

Seth’s eyelids twitched. He had to practically restrain his imagination from running wild at her words and the way she said it.

He swallowed. "What do you want?" His voice carried a slight tone of what seemed to be anticipation.

She stared at his chest, her eyes lit bright with boundless curiosity, her slender hands raising to touch his chest. "You..."

Seth’s heart almost lurched into his throat as he immediately took unconscious steps backwards. ’I fucking knew it!’

This girl had to be crazy. He remained speechless, his lips parting only to close back down as he pointed helplessly at her, only to croak out the words, "Y-you... what do you mean?"

Meanwhile, Kylie’s expression remained placid, but the curiosity in the depths of her gaze remained boundless. Crossing her hands behind her back, she simply stated:

"A few liters of blood will do. A being of your caliber shouldn’t find that challenging to offer, right?" She ended her statement with a question, her head tilting sideways.

Seth stiffened and blinked. Ah, he had almost assumed that...

Never mind. He shook his head. For the briefest of seconds, one could almost catch a glimpse of disappointment flicker behind his gaze.

"Fine! But we start right away!" Wasn’t it just a few liters of blood? With his regeneration, plus his overly active essence heart, that wouldn’t be a problem.

As for what she needed it for? Seth could literally see the excitement in her eyes the moment he accepted, so it was quite obvious.

Since she detected the abnormality of his being, she outright wanted to decipher for herself what it meant to be a Bronze Human.

Though he found it quite weird... why didn’t she just ask?

Kylie nodded, her eyes reflecting her satisfaction. She reached out her hand for a shake.

And Seth took it. "Good. Follow me to my workshop."

With that, she led the way. After verification, the doors slid right open.

The secretary outside, seeing Seth, had her gaze narrowed. But in the end, seeing the young miss seemingly leading him by the hand, she held her tongue.

Seth might have broken in, but if the boss and his granddaughter weren’t mad, who was she?

Kylie navigated through the interlocking passages, and after minutes they were halted before a door.

She fished out her identification card and scanned, flashing it onto the sensor by the side.

And with a mechanical hiss, the doors slid open, brilliant rays of light bleeding through as they parted.