Chapter 130: Sending Gwen Away

Keisha watched her dejected expression and offered a reminder.

“Perhaps the Asgardian god gene will help you, but it may also make things worse.”

Michael suddenly raised his head, as though he had seized the last straw fate had thrown him.

He picked up the Asgardian god-gene serum.

There were two reasons he had not injected it until now. First, he had wanted to formulate the perfect god-gene serum by comparing the similar genetic sequences shared by Thor and the Four Fools of Asgard, so that he could isolate as many of Asgard’s superior god-gene traits as possible.

The second reason was that the experiment was simply too uncertain, and he had never been able to make up his mind.

Without a clone to serve as a test subject, his chances of failure were well above ninety-five percent. But at this point, he could no longer afford to worry about that.

This was already the best genetic serum he had managed to create. If he wanted more fragments of Asgardian god genes, he would need more Asgardians—or, more precisely, more of Odin’s genes.

Hearing movement outside, Michael guessed that Gwen was about to arrive. He did not want her to know about this, so he quickly put the Asgardian serum away.

Gwen entered wearily.

“I’m so tired. I’ve been busy all night.”

She sat in Michael’s arms and wrapped her arms around his neck before saying fiercely, “Don’t disturb me. Let me sleep for a while.”

Gwen soon fell asleep, leaving Michael alone to breathe in the fragrance lingering in her hair.

The longer he inhaled it, the more he began to feel a faint hunger.

Yes—hunger, in the literal sense.

Once desire was unleashed, it was like taking drugs: impossible to resist.

Michael still remembered that peculiar sensation from when he had drunk human blood.

He forced down the impulse and kept his body perfectly still, repeating silently in his mind, She is Gwen. She is Gwen.

Yet his desire for Gwen far exceeded that of an ordinary man. Michael even felt that if he did not restrain himself, he might tear her apart alive.

Keisha sighed as well. With other matters, Michael might still have been able to adjust himself. But if he hurt Gwen, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Gwen opened her eyes and looked at Michael in confusion.

She had sensed a trace of danger just now—and the source of that danger had been Michael himself.

How could that be possible? How could Michael ever hurt her?

“Did something happen?” Gwen asked.

Michael hesitated. He truly had no idea how to put it into words.

“Gwen.”

“Hmm?”

Gwen waited quietly, wanting to know what had happened.

“We… should stay apart for a while.”

Michael summoned his courage and spoke the heartless words.

“What? What do you mean?”

“Just a simple separation. You won’t see me, and I won’t see you.”

Gwen stared at him in disbelief.

“You want to break up with me? Why?”

She sat upright and met Michael’s eyes.

Since he had said such a thing, Michael had naturally prepared a reason.

He sighed.

“Yesterday, I let Felicia stay here overnight. I’m sorry. It was my fault.”

Gwen looked outside. She knew Felicia was out there.

“Red Queen, is that true?”

The Red Queen appeared and replied, “It is true, Miss Gwen. Yesterday, I even recommended ultra-thin condoms to them, but unfortunately, they did not accept the suggestion.”

After hearing the Red Queen’s account, Gwen was even more devastated.

“Michael, how could you do this? We agreed on this. Why did you have to find Felicia?”

Furious and distraught, Gwen became incoherent. Faced with something like this, she genuinely had no idea what to do.

Michael smiled faintly.

“Perhaps I was already tired of waiting. Or perhaps Felicia was willing as well. In any case, it happened naturally. I even went out of my way today to get her father released from prison.”

“Is it because I wouldn’t sleep with you, so you went to find someone else?”

Gwen looked as though she wanted to cry, yet no tears came. She truly did not know what to do.

Michael remained calm.

“Perhaps. When a man approaches a woman, do you really think he’s looking for a Platonic romance?”

“You’re not that kind of person.”

“I’m sorry, but I have needs too. It’s like doing business: if you cannot provide what someone wants, there will naturally be someone else who can. So why should I choose you?”

Gwen could not believe those words had come from Michael. She was stunned.

Michael gave a cold laugh and continued, “I’m sorry. I’ve always been a refined egoist. Martin couldn’t accept my experiments, so I drove her away. You’re no different.”

With that, Michael turned and left, leaving Gwen standing there in bewilderment.

The Red Queen sighed before vanishing.

“Humans are truly strange.”

……

Keisha said, “You hardened your heart and drove her away. Do you really think that was best for her?”

Michael sighed helplessly.

“At least physical separation is more effective.”

“Don’t worry. With me here, you won’t hurt her.”

Michael remained silent.

I’ll take your word for nothing. As far as you’re concerned, what I need now is a painful baptism so that I may comprehend the justice of angels.

Michael no longer trusted anyone.

He picked up the Asgardian serum and gazed quietly out the window, waiting for the seconds to pass.

For someone whose mind worked as quickly as his, time seemed to stretch endlessly. The only way he could ease the loneliness was by reading.

At last, night fell. After hesitating for a moment, Michael picked up the serum and injected it into himself without another thought.

This time, he had no idea what the outcome would be. He was afraid that using another clone for the experiment might create some terrifying monster.

Therefore, he could only put himself on the line.

Keisha was equally eager to see how Michael would change after receiving the Asgardian god gene.

If he succeeded, Michael’s physique would advance to the level of a divine body. He would possess both an indestructible body and an immortal body, maximizing his regenerative and defensive abilities. There was even a chance that entirely new powers might emerge.

But the risk of failure was just as great. His genes might collapse, or he might transform into a bloodthirsty monster. Any of these outcomes was possible.

The angel genes originally created through the X-gene had been diluted once again, and the possibility of Michael losing control grew greater by the moment.

Keisha was already prepared to interrupt this evolution at any time.

The moment the serum entered Michael’s body, a rejection reaction occurred. The power of the serum and the strength inherent in his body repelled one another, yet neither truly erupted.

As time passed, Michael felt as though magma were flowing through his veins. A searing pain gradually spread throughout his entire body, and soon an astonishing energy burst uncontrollably from him.

At that moment, Michael’s body was like a shattered porcelain doll, the immense energy within him liable to explode at any instant.

And yet, within that fragile vessel, a miraculous balance began to form.

Keisha tried several times to interrupt the transformation, but Michael endured each time.