“70% to 90%?” Chang was cautious about the operation as well. After all, the fatality rate wasn’t neglectable.
“How did you get the number? Do you know its side effects?”
“The number was from my rigorous estimation. As for side effects...” Qing Shui raised his left forearm and rolled up the sleeve, a fresh stitched scar lay on his skin. “You are not my first subject.”
“You did it to yourself?” Chang grabbed Qing Shui’s hand, gazing at the terrible stitch.
“Yes, I tested it on myself.” Qing Shui freed his wrist from Chang’s palm and rolled down his sleeve. “It didn’t feel too bad. And I haven’t find any side effect, temporarily.”
“What about in the future?”
“I don’t feel anything strange now, and I believe that it is unlikely that the procedure will have complications later on. The green liquid you saw is a promoter that is strong enough to place the imported DNA sequence in the correct location in my genome and make sure the imported DNA connects with mine seamlessly.”
