——Sixty years ago, Earth.
"As you can see."
The middle-aged man in a white lab coat presented a subservient and ingratiating smile, constantly nodding and bowing as if he were an eager but clumsy salesman trying to offload some junk.
"This is the first batch of products. According to the demand, we've reshaped genetic fragments. Whether it's computational ability, physical capability, or adaptability to nanomachines, they are all significantly better than the standard civilian models. Next, we'll use this batch as the base and continue to produce improved versions based on experimental feedback data."
"What matters is whether we can produce results that satisfy those above. The hardships and pressures experienced by those below—those big shots won't care at all."
Wearing the same style white lab coat, the hunched-over old man turned his face to the side, his grim expression reminiscent of a prison guard.
"What are those people doing?"
