Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 81 Fat Suppressors

Standing up, Ross looked out the window: "The bomb in Innsmouth has not exploded yet."

"Such a huge high-concentration nutrient solution may even contain the special technology of aliens. If sacrifices are made, the actual nutritional value is equivalent to 10 people."

At this moment, there was a quick knock on the door of the office.

Ross put his head on first, then said, "Come in."

Immediately, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl ran over panting.

This girl looks very delicate, her short hair is neatly combed, she wears clean and tidy work clothes, and has a pair of glasses on her nose, she looks quite cute.

This girl is naturally Debbie from the slum, and now she and Rum are working as apprentices and part-time assistants under Dr. Morsi.

In the past ten days, the two of them have also listened to a lot of knowledge about the outer god massage technique like the girls. Although they did not get the blood of the guilty person to allow them to evolve, their body strength has also changed a lot. .

"Mayor!" Debbie said in a trembling voice.

It was the first time she had seen the mayor alone, and it was the first time she had spoken to the mayor.

In the past, she has always listened to the mayor's narration of all kinds of knowledge that made them feel magical and extensive, which made her re-acquainted with this young and promising mayor again.

The mayor not only works hard and is dedicated to the people, but also has a very magical and extensive knowledge, and has a teaching level comparable to that of a professor, which makes her feelings for the mayor have changed from respect and gratitude at the beginning to Worship and ideal goals.

Seeing this very restrained little girl, Ross smiled and said, "What? Little Debbie?"

Debbie blushed immediately after hearing this, and then asked very happily, "You...you actually know my name?"

Among so many beautiful big sisters, she is the most ordinary and the one with the least sense of existence.

But what she never expected was that the great mayor actually knew his name.

Ross said with a smile: "Of course I know that you are not only my citizen, but now my subordinate."

"Subordinate!" Debbie's eyes suddenly lit up.

These two very ordinary words have now given her tremendous inspiration and light.

You know, being poor in this world is not scary, what is scary is that you are worthless.

But now that the mayor says that he is his subordinate, it means that his existence has value!

This makes the little guy who has been neglected since childhood and was said to be useless everywhere is extremely happy and excited.

"Report to the mayor!" Debbie reassured herself, her voice loud and solemn in return.

Ross looked at the cute little guy, nodded and said, "Report what you know, Debbie."

Debbie was even more encouraged, and answered loudly: "My teacher, Dr. Morsi asked me to report to you that the fat inhibitor has been successfully refined, and the human experiment has been successful!"

Hearing this, Ross's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he walked over and said, "Let's go Debbie, this information is very important, let's go to Arkham Sanatorium together!"

"Yes!" Debbie's face was flushed, and her heart and face were full of excited joy.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived in Morsi's lab.

At this time, Rum, who was two years younger than Debbie, was wearing goggles and a mask, and was seriously debugging a medicine with a dropper.

Dr. Morsi, who was on the side, instructed: "Keep your hands steady, hold your breath, keep the dropper from entering the test tube, and control the strength of your fingers. This liquid is very dangerous and should not be splashed."

Rum held his breath at this time, carefully dripped the liquid into a drop, put the dropper on the shelf aside in an orderly manner, and then quickly picked up the cork to plug the test tube.

When everything was over, Rum let out a deep breath.

Morsi reached out and touched his head and said, "Yes, control has improved significantly."

Rum was immediately very happy: "Thank you teacher for your teaching."

"It seems that everything seems to be going well." Ross's voice came from the door.

Hearing that, Morsi hurried over and said, "Master."

Rum was also very happy and ran over, and said with a look of reverence: "Lord Mayor!"

"You did a good job just now, Rum." Ross said, turning to ask Morsi, "I heard that it was successful."

"Yes!" Morsi was very excited at this time, and happily took Ross to leave here.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Clean up the workbench, and then go to learn the introduction to anatomy."

"Yes!" The two children nodded vigorously.

Leaving the basement, Morsi took Ross to the second floor of the nursing home.

"The situation is smoother than I thought. According to the tips you gave me and the effect of fusion blood, I will first separate the fat suppression function and muscle strengthening."

"The genes involved in fat suppression were then reprogrammed, and a floor value was set."

"After the injection is completed, it will enter the host's body through the effect of fusion blood and then sneak into the host's genes to give relevant hints to the entire body."

"Hint?" Ross raised his brows.

Morsi smiled and nodded: "Yes, the loss of muscle-strengthening fat suppressors is strictly a genetic cue. This cue is a warning effect."

"I now set the proportion of human body fat rate at 16% for men and 25% for women. If the injected body fat rate exceeds this limit, the instinct from the genes will give him relevant hints, Tell him he's too fat. It's like breathing, a constant reminder."

"At this time, the gene will play a role, allowing him to develop a strong self-discipline through suitable and reasonable methods."

"This self-discipline can quickly convert fat into muscle when used in conjunction with muscle-strengthening agents."

Hearing this, Ivan smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, this method is very good."

For a normal person, there is no condition for never getting fat. As long as he is still human, he will gain weight.

The fat suppressor developed by Morsi does not inhibit the formation of fat, but rather conducts vigilance, which can greatly preserve the individual completion of the human body while preventing obesity.

When the two were talking, they came to a ward.

After opening the room, there was an obese patient inside.

At this time, the patient was doing muscle exercises.

"He was always overeating for unknown reasons. After injecting fat inhibitors, he began to instinctively formulate a diet plan and a fitness plan, and insisted on it to the minute every day, which was unstoppable."

"As long as he loses weight this time, he can say goodbye to obesity completely."

(End of this chapter)