Chapter 487: Super Power Blue Cat Appears

Chapter 487: Super Power Blue Cat Appears
As I said, every era is the era of biotechnology. If not, it proves that it is the fault of this world!

As a master of biological technology in the Empire, Hogg studied under the Great Sage Candice, and later received physical education from the Emperor. 6500 million years ago, he studied biotechnology with the Ancient Saint Slan, and eventually became the leader of the heretical biotechnology of the Human Empire.

Since the Blacklight was still under construction, Hogg, who no longer had a professional laboratory, could only take Guilliman and others to Catachan to carry out the transformation plan of the Super Blue Cat in the Hive Laboratory.

As a paradise that has produced the Blacklight Zerg, Super Dogs, Nila Terminals, and Flesh and Blood Fusion Repair Chambers, the Hive Laboratory has always been regarded as the core location of Blackwatch. It has the most daring scientific research talents in the Empire and has produced many excellent products that are sold far and wide across the galaxy and abroad.

Even genetic monks from other legions would go to Catachan to study after completing their recruit training, making it another major imperial university after the Martian students.

However, it should be noted that since the Hive Laboratory is located in Catachan, international students are generally strictly prohibited from leaving the area. If any unexpected event occurs, Blackwatch will not bear any responsibility.

After completing the Stargate improvement plan, Hogg's teacher Candice returned to the Hive Laboratory as supervisor, teaching the new medical boy while continuing her endless scientific research.

For this experiment of creating a super-powerful blue cat, Hogg decided to ask his teacher to come out and design it together with her.

After listening to the two big guys in front of her talk about the origin of the strong-brain cat, the great sage suddenly became interested, and she also wanted to explore the secrets of the ancient saint technology from it.

After using Sanniu canned food to trick a few kittens into volunteering to serve as experimental subjects, the master and apprentice began routine checks before the experiment and conducted genetic comparisons with the data of the original dog people.

After testing, Hogg found that the basic qualities of these little cats were good. Although they were not as good as the golden race of dogs 6500 million years ago, as cats, they had great explosive power and possessed excellent psychic qualifications.

The most crucial thing is their IQ. Compared with other strong-brained cats, their brains are much smarter and have reached the basic standard that Hogg and Magnus met when they first met the dog-man tribe.

Even though the dogs are doing well now, in the beginning, they were not big in size and were not even at the top of the food chain in the dog-man’s home planet. It was entirely because Hogg brought their genes to ascend here.

After all, when Hogg met the dog-man, the entire galaxy was full of powerful races that were completely incomparable to the cats and dogs of today.

After the Dog-Man Souls won the resurrection match, it was because Hogg got the experimental data wrong and accidentally made the dogs giant that they now have the good physiques to be selected as interstellar super dogs and dog guards.

With the experience in manufacturing modified dog-men, Hogg can completely follow suit and directly inherit the original design ideas. Moreover, because the technology is more sophisticated, he can skip the so-called natural evolution process and get it done in one step.

The difficulty lies in determining the direction, whether to specialize the psychic talents of the cat-people, or to become a generalist like the dog-people.

As an accompanying family member, Hogg decided to seek Guilliman's opinion. After all, he only needed to focus on the experiment, while Guilliman had to think more because he was the emperor of these cats.

When he heard that the direction of evolution could be customized, Guilliman immediately became excited. He took the data tablet and began to study it carefully. If there was anything he didn't understand, he would directly ask Hogg and his master and apprentice for advice.

Perhaps because the farming ability had been engraved into their genetic instincts, Guilliman didn't add any combat talents, and gave the kittens all the points on farming. Hogg was naturally dissatisfied with this biased point method. He didn't want to create a group of weak and sick chickens in the end, so he had to persuade them to add a wave of physical fitness.

After discovering various evolutionary directions that had been missed before, just like wanting the colorful black Party A, Guilliman, that bastard, waved his pen and directly checked all the items, saying, "I want them all!"
This kind of stupid behavior made the master and disciple laugh. The great sage still took his regent's face into consideration, so Hogg slapped him directly:

How dare you!

"You bastard, you want it all! Do you think our biotech is just a wish-granting machine? If you make such an excessive request again, I will let you experience what a seven-day Catachan wilderness survival tour is like and blow you to death, you bastard.

Don't blame me for not reminding you, you can only fill in one in each row, no more and no less, there is no such thing as perfection in the world, if I could really do that, I would have already sent out a large army to conquer the entire galaxy."

Although Hogg's character was questionable, looking at the great sage in front of him with a bad expression, Guilliman estimated that Hogg might not have fooled him this time, but filled out the form honestly.

Half an hour later, Guilliman handed in his customization requirements with an uneasy look on his face, and Hogg and Candice looked at each other and instantly understood each other's thoughts - Guilliman must not be allowed to interfere in the experiment, this damn thing is useless.

In order to ensure that no medical disputes would arise, Hogg simply kicked out the useless Guilliman, and then closed the door to conduct secluded research.

Just as Hogg said before, there is nothing perfect in the world, and biological transformation will inevitably face various problems. After all, the kitten is not a dog. After working for a long time, the two found that they could not meet the client's requirements at all.

Seeing this, the experienced sage made the decision and said:
"We have to lower the target. It's ridiculous that a three-meter-tall man can blow up a Dreadnought armor with one punch. Even the damned Custodians can't do it. They're not the ones who created the Primarch. They have to be cut!"

"That's right. And what the hell is this β-level psychic output? Cut it all off."

After repeated cuts, the original demand was changed beyond recognition, and it was directly reduced from a Manchu Han banquet to braised beef noodles.

Unlike the original improvements on the dog-men, in order to preserve the psychic talents of the cat-men, no psionic elements were mixed into the entire transformation. Instead, the life alchemy used by the Emperor when he created the Imperial Guard was selected, in an effort to meet the basic requirements set by Guilliman before.

Looking at the medium-sized cat-man in front of him, who was only about 1.2 meters tall but covered with streamlined muscles and with wisdom in his eyes, Guilliman asked doubtfully:
"Hogg, weren't they supposed to be three meters tall and be able to smash the fearless and powerful cat-man with one punch? Why are they so short? Are you kidding me?"

"Tsk, this is just mortal wisdom. What's the point of growing so big? This size is just right. It can both meet your needs and ensure their survival ability. If you really want a three-meter-tall powerful cat-man, you might as well go find my second brother Roland. Let's see if he can kill you with one slap."

Perhaps awakened by the noise, the cat-man placed on the experimental table opened his eyes, and then saw the big blue guy being pinned to the ground and beaten.

Following their genetic instincts, the cat people immediately recognized this guy as their ancestor, the cat Liman, and sighed on the spot:
"With ancestors like this around, we are doomed!"

(End of this chapter)