"Gene decides everything."
This was the famous saying by Dr. Maxim Rothchet.
Sixty years ago, at the tail of an old era, Dr. Rothchester was an expert in the fields of genetics and biology, and he approached science as much as he did himself with equal zeal and madness. Since he couldn't find enough volunteers, or test subjects, to practice his genetic research, he turned his attention to himself.
In ten years, countless gene fragments were implanted in his body. These genes worked together, mixed with each other, and mutated.
In the later stage, Dr. Rothchet's body had become a natural genetic battlefield, countless genes were always fighting and mutating, trying to eliminate or control their opponents.
As the carrier of genes, hundreds of deadly viruses could be found in his body at any time.
As Kosi, Dr. Rothchet's daughter, said, "From a genetic perspective, Dr. Roschet in his later years can no longer be considered a human."
In his later years, Dr. Rothchet also believed that he was no longer a human being, but an apostle of the gods. Especially when his genes underwent a series of recombinations, finally forming a mysterious, stable, and brand-new genome.
At that time, Dr. Rothchet's left hand could condense an unusually high temperature, enough to ignite alcohol.
This was a temperature that the human body could not bear at all, but Dr. Rothchet's left hand was not injured afterwards.
"This is the left hand of God!" Rothchet stared at his left hand, and uttered his second famous saying known to the world.
In the following year, Dr. Rothchet's ability to control high temperatures gradually stabilized, and the temperature he could condense continuously increased.
Dr. Rothchet recorded the preliminary stable genome and the experience of controlling high temperatures and divided the data into three parts, two parts were saved, and the third part was prepared for publication, announcing his results to the world.
On the day of Dr. Rothchet's press conference, the war broke out without warning.
The instant high-temperature flames and shock waves destroyed everything, including Dr. Rothchet who thought he had the body of the gods.
However, his short but shocking speech had been sent to all corners of the world through the airwaves.
The brief war ended as abruptly as it had come.
The surviving people began to come out of various shelters and ruins, looking at the unrecognizable world in horror.
Some caring people still remembered Dr. Rothchet's speech, and found the safe left by him.
The safe that condensed the crystallization of pre-war technology was safe and sound, and the data inside was also intact.
This information was the first-level ability of the Magic-like Domain: the prototype of flame.
All human abilities started from this.
Ten years later, in this turbulent era, various abilities spewed out like mutated insects. Some of these abilities were very stable, some had very short effects, and some even brought fatal results.
Moreover, it was discovered that those people who survived in the wild and in the ruins and were exposed to radiation all the time did not need to artificially carry out tangible genetic recombination, and various abilities began to appear too.
After categorization, aggregation, systematization, and a series of quarrels, all kinds of abilities with clear definitions and stable effects were finally summarized into five major ability domains:
Magic-like Domain;
Grapple Domain;
Perception Domain;
Psionic Domain;
Occult.
Magic-like Domain was the general term for various energy manipulation abilities. In order to commemorate Dr. Rothchet who was a magic paranoid during his lifetime, people named the earliest discovered ability domain as Magic-like Domain.
Grapple Domain was the general term for all kinds of combat offensive and defensive and mobility capabilities.
Perception Domain, as the name suggested, all the abilities to detect the known or unknown world could be attributed to this domain.
The Psionic Domain was a collection of various control abilities. The most common and popular of which were all kinds of weapon operations, from the most basic Cold-Weapon Operation, Ordinary-Firearm Control, Sniper Specialization, etc. to advanced Complex-Weapon-System Command(CWSC).
In the end, it was Occult, a domain of abilities similar to chicken ribs, tasteless when eaten, but a pity to throw away, and almost all vague abilities that could not be classified could be thrown into it.
In Occult, the core ability was luck, all kinds of luck.
However, those who invested a lot of evolutionary points in Occult often didn't get the luck they imagined.
They neither discovered rare mineral deposits, nor obtained huge wealth or superhuman abilities out of thin air, and in the end, they died no less than those who majored in other ability domains.
There was once a person who did discover gem veins, but ended up being chopped into meat paste by greedy mobs.
As time went by, fewer and fewer people practiced Occult.
Of course, the distinction between domains was not so clear, rigid, and insurmountable in reality. Over time, more abilities were emerging, and many new abilities were difficult to be simply classified into a specific ability domain, and some abilities required the cooperation of multiple ability domains to show up.
At this time, the former lunatic Dr. Rothchet had been honored as the father of the ability domains.
Dr. Rothchet opened a door with his god's left hand, adding chips for the survival and continuation of the human race in the harsh world.
However, until now, people still didn't know whether the road behind this door was leading to heaven or hell.
When the people who survived in various bases gradually woke up from the halo of their abilities, they discovered in horror that everything in this world was no longer stable, including genes, the genes of all living things.
All creatures, including human beings, were changing rapidly.
The evolution and mutation process that took thousands of years in the old era had been condensed in just a few years in the new age. The cognition of the world accumulated by human beings for thousands of years was collapsing at an alarming speed.
Look, there was a row of afterimages passing outside the barbed wire fence.
It was a rabbit with red eyes, long ears, and a docile temperament that was relying on speed to escape from predators.
But no one could guarantee what this "bunny", faster than a leopard today, would become next year.
Therefore, this new era was called the era of turmoil.