Henry Clark waved at Grace Hill, “Come over and split the loot.”

Grace Hill was stunned for a moment before following Henry Clark into the vault.

The vault was over a hundred square meters, with rows of neatly stacked gold bars that were quite dazzling.

Just this pile of gold bars was worth about two hundred million credit points.

Henry Clark secretly lamented—it was a pity that such a huge pile of gold bars couldn’t possibly be taken away, nor was there a suitable way to deal with them.

The Blood God Society’s influence was too great. As soon as a large amount of gold bars appeared, he and Grace Hill would definitely be exposed.

Revealing their identities for a bit of money was not worth the risk.

Henry Clark told himself that all this was just dirt, not to care about it. But he still felt a bit of pain in his heart. This was gold, after all—the hardest currency in the interstellar world.

Even when trading with alien races, gold could be used for settlement.

“We’re people who do big things; there will be plenty of chances to get rich…”

Henry Clark comforted himself with these words, and his gaze fell on a glass thermostatic box to the side.

Inside were more than a hundred glass test tubes. These were the gene serums for the Spirit Race used for experiments.

The purpose of establishing the Beikun Base was to conduct gene serum experiments.

Because of the special nature of Spirit Race genes, the experiments required large-scale, long-term data collection.

However, halfway through the project, the project leader Samuel Harris had an issue. The entire project was unable to continue.

So, quite a few Spirit Race gene serums remained in the vault.

Although humanity could traverse the stars and establish vast human civilizations, their understanding of genes and source power was still quite shallow.

Population is the greatest wealth—Mr. Miller.

Upon entering the interstellar era, the human upper class understood this truth even more deeply.

Artificial intelligence could handle most high-end intellectual work. Robots could perform complex technical tasks.

In this situation, ordinary people seemed to have lost their value. However, in the interstellar era, every person’s genes were unique.

Human civilization was made up of countless complex individuals. Taken alone, each individual was insignificant.

But only the countless different genes of individuals could form a solid foundation and allow humanity to keep evolving.

Gene serums were a necessary means on the path of human evolution.

Precisely because of the complexity and uniqueness of human genes, the effects of gene serums had always been unstable. Each person’s path of genetic mutation was a bit different.

After injecting the same gene serum, Henry Clark became more and more handsome, while Grace Hill went down a different path. This was the difference in their genes.

In fact, the two of them only had about a 1% difference in their genes.

Henry Clark knew why he was becoming more and more handsome—it was probably due to the influence of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada, with both his external appearance and inner spirit instinctively evolving toward perfection.

This evolutionary direction was very unique, causing his power level to improve very slowly. This was the fundamental reason he had always ranked at the bottom among all the students.

Grace Hill was simpler, clearly following the path of physical evolution. The Human Alliance had already developed a mature system for this path.

Henry Clark studied the thermostatic box for a while, then picked out three green gene serums from inside.

He waved at Grace Hill: “Qingshang, come here, this is for you.”

Grace Hill was examining the weapon rack, very interested in a heavy sniper rifle on it.

Hearing Henry Clark call, Grace Hill came over: “Are these gene serums?”

Grace Hill was fairly familiar with these, since they had been injected four times since childhood, and each injection would result in a batch of students dying.

Gene serum reactions were extremely complex. If they conflicted with a person’s genes and the genes failed to mutate and evolve, the genes would collapse and the person would die completely.

The base’s ruthless “gu”-raising strategy was also meant to squeeze out all the students’ potential through the pressure of death.

After all, in this era, population was cheap and could be consumed at will.

Henry Clark said, “All the gene serums here are for the fifth evolution. It’s just that the project leader had an issue, so the fifth injection was stopped.”

If the fifth gene serum injection went ahead, another third of the remaining dozens of students might die. This was a loss that David Miller could not accept.

The reasons behind this were very complicated, and Henry Clark didn’t explain them to Grace Hill.

He said to Grace Hill, “These three gene serums can help you reach level five quickly.”

Henry Clark added, “Of course, there’s still a bit of risk.”

With Grace Hill’s talent, even without injecting gene serums, she could reach level five through cultivation.

However, without gene serums to unlock higher gene sequences, it would be nearly impossible for Grace Hill to reach level six.

In the Galactic Era, there were indeed some extraordinary powerhouses who never used gene serums and relied solely on source power cultivation to become gold-level experts.

But Grace Hill probably didn’t have such extraordinary aptitude.

“For us ordinary people to level up, we’d better just take the drugs obediently…”

Henry Clark sighed with emotion. His cultivation aptitude could be considered first-rate, but there was still an insurmountable gap to the very top.

Grace Hill thought for a moment and said, “Now isn’t the right time. There are still many problems at the base that haven’t been resolved.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

Henry Clark half-forcibly injected the gene serum into Grace Hill, and Grace Hill didn’t resist, letting him do as he wished.