"We tried not to think about it, but this terrifying hypothesis kept spinning in our minds, and we couldn't help but want to verify it."
"So, we designed an experiment."
"We first infected a goblin with meningococcal meningitis, then had Professor Celica use a mind seed spell on the goblin to coexist with the meningococcal meningitis."
"After the spell took effect, we used another mind seed on the goblin, commanding the organism infected with meningococcal meningitis not to leave a certain experimental area."
"Then we extracted the mutated meningococcal meningitis from the goblin's cerebrospinal fluid and injected it into another goblin."
"If our hypothesis was correct, then this newly infected goblin also couldn't leave that experimental area."
"The result... we succeeded." Omid's gaunt face showed a terrified pallor, as if he could still recall the intense fear when they obtained this result.
"No matter how we tried to lure it with food, the newly infected goblin couldn't leave that area. And when we forcibly dragged it out of the area, its meningitis symptoms rapidly worsened, and it quickly died."
"Later, we conducted experiments with several goblins, fox spirits, and even ordinary mice, all with the same results."
"We indeed mastered a method to control animal behavior through microorganisms."
"This result was so incredible and terrifying that we didn't dare continue the experiments, immediately destroying all used organisms, reagents, samples, and sealing the laboratory, regularly disinfecting it."
"In fact, we didn't need to be so nervous because those meningococcal meningitis could still be killed by conventional means, such as antibiotics. Their infectious ability was weak, and even if they infected a human body, they would likely be killed by the immune system immediately, making the possibility of causing a large-scale infection almost zero."
"But fear made us handle it as if dealing with a Level 1 infectious disease, even self-isolating for over two weeks after the experiment ended, to ensure we weren't infected."
"What truly terrified us was not its pathogenic capability, but the possible existence of 'consciousness.'"
"At that time, we all had a terrifying premonition of unleashing a devil from its cage."
Murphy didn't know what to say after listening.
On one hand, with Joachim's village as a precedent, he was also worried about creating a super infectious mind seed virus that would plunge the world into a zombie frenzy.
On the other hand, he admired the research spirit and capability of these two, who actually found a way to prepare such bacteria, and they also made a more comprehensive response. Plus, it was his command that they research the mind seed, so there wasn't much to criticize about their actions.
"Let's not use this method if we can avoid it," Murphy finally said.
The real risk might not be that great, but it's always the what-ifs that are scary. What if those bacteria mutate? What if they suddenly become a super infectious disease?
No way! A biohazard is absolutely unacceptable.
Maybe it's time to change the name Umbrella? Why does it feel like it's always leaning in this direction lately?
It's not like just because it's called that, the world line will converge, right?
But after he finished speaking, he saw that the two mad scientists didn't seem relieved.
They exchanged glances again, communicated with their eyes, and Furness coughed, saying, "Actually... these bacteria might not only be used as a confidentiality measure."
"In fact, by adjusting the content of the mind seed, we can make the bacteria serve various functions."
"It can influence the human body to some extent, and this influence doesn't necessarily have to be negative. We can choose some bacteria with less negative toxicity, intentionally implant them into the body, and use them as a tool for optimizing the body, or even as a kind of bio-machine."
"They are malleable. We could even achieve the supplementation, repair, or even enhancement of human body functions through the harmonization of various bacteria."
"For example, if we could modify some neurophagous bacteria, perhaps we could more actively regulate our brains, making us less prone to fatigue or improving memory, concentration, etc."
"In our vision, this kind of bacteria—I've named them Energizing Bacteria—we could actively make the Energizing Bacteria stimulate certain brain areas or structures, allowing us to continuously enter a state of extraordinary focus, maintaining the highest efficiency of thought 24 hours a day..."
"Okay, that's enough." Murphy hurriedly stopped them.
Are you two trying to compete with a biohazard?
"Bacterial and viral mutation rates are too fast. With our current capabilities, this might be a realm we cannot control. We can't conduct research in this area for the time being. I don't want to wake up to a world full of zombies! Understand?"
The devil must be put back in its cage.
"Okay, okay," the two mad scientists were somewhat disappointed, but Murphy was the boss, so his word was law.
Thinking it over, Murphy felt it wasn't secure enough, "Stop the research on the mind seed for now. From now on, focus your attention on the effects of conventional spells like Mind Control, Obliviate, etc., on the mind and brain."
Maybe he should cast an Obliviate on Celica too, making her forget the mind seed.
This spell is really a bit too terrifying. It's best if he's the only one in the world who knows it.
But the good news is, he can finally recruit wizards! ...
Diagon Alley, Watchers Wizard Security Shop.
The owner of this security shop in Diagon Alley is a wizard in his fifties or sixties named Blancho Lloyd, missing a right hand, wearing a black and blue wizard robe uniform specially designed and made for Watchers, with one sleeve swinging emptily.
He was originally training new employees on the training ground and hurried over, using his sleeve to wipe a chair in the shop for Murphy to sit, "Boss, what brings you here?"
Blancho's face, covered in gray-white beard, and his saggy muscular face showed a warm and somewhat flattering smile, making one feel he's not the owner of a security shop but rather a tailor or something similar.
But Murphy wouldn't underestimate him because of this. Blancho is a retired Auror, a contemporary of Moody, and his right hand was blown off by a Dark Wizard's curse.
When recruiting him, Murphy had personally sparred with him. Despite having only one left hand and being older, his combat style was still very sharp. Several times he quietly used silent spells, almost defeating Murphy.
"That's the thing, I have a project that needs some trained wizards to participate in. We have ten wizards in our shop who regularly practice enlargement and shrinkage spells, right?"
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