Siam, Bangkok.

Wat Pho.

As one of the famous attractions in Bangkok, many tourists who come to Bangkok will come here to see the huge reclining Buddha statue of Wat Pho, which is 46 meters long and 15 meters high.

Of course, as a famous scenic spot, the attractions of Wat Pho are not only the reclining Buddha, but also colorful murals. There are more than 400 Buddha statues in the murals.

This morning, at this moment, Inamori Jiro and Sakurako, who were visiting Bangkok, were looking at the colorful Buddha statues on the murals.

There are many tourists in front of the mural.

Sakurako stared at the Buddha statue on the mural with great interest, and looked at it very seriously, while Inamori Jiro was obviously a little absent-minded, and he was distracted.

Last night when he and Yingzi were watching a boxing match in the bar, they witnessed the transformation of boxer Raja and the blow to his opponent Baron's head with two punches. Finally, he saw Raja's tail...

All this had a great mental impact on Inamori Jiro.

Because on the plane to Bangkok, he had just dreamed that he could transform like that. What happened? On the first night after arriving in Bangkok, he saw with his own eyes that in reality, someone could really transform like he did in his dream.

He was very confused.

After returning to the hotel from the bar last night, he had another dream in the early hours of the morning.

In the dream, when he was studying in the United States, he got drunk in a bar one night. When he woke up, he found that he had been caught in a secret room.

After being forcibly injected with a certain medicine, he thought he was going to die. He was very desperate, but in the end he found that not only was he not dead, but he also had exaggerated muscles and an ox tail.

Even his hands and feet can turn into cow hooves under the control of his consciousness.

Later, someone came and forcibly injected another medicine into him.

And congratulations to him for becoming a genetic warrior.

Before he could feel joy, the man in the white coat who had just injected him with another medicine told him that what he had just injected was a poison for which an antidote must be taken regularly.

And if he wants to get that antidote regularly, he must take orders from Dr. Jones.

That dream was a bit long. In the first half of it, he was like a prisoner, locked in a secret room.

Until he told his guard that he had something important to report to Dr. Jones.

He was taken to see Dr. Jones.

In the dream, he revealed his identity, saying that he was the son of Inamori Giichi, and tried hard to persuade Dr. Jones to allow him to return to the island country, where he could develop genetic warriors for Dr. Jones.

Dr. Jones was actually convinced by him, allowed him to return to the island country, and promised to regularly deliver genetic medicine to him.

In the dream, after he returned to the island country, he immediately used his own energy to study the poison in his body. News that surprised him soon came,

——The poison that controlled Dr. Jones was really released.

…

In front of the murals of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, Inamori Jiro frowned and recalled the content of his dream last night. Reason told him that the dream was absurd and should not be thought about.

But he vaguely felt that the dream seemed to be more than just a dream.

Because the content of this dream is related to the dream he had on the plane to Bangkok yesterday.

As for the content of his dream on the plane, in a bar in Bangkok last night, he had witnessed with his own eyes a boxer named Raja, who could transform just like in his dream.

Combined with what he dreamed about last night - the transformation of Raja should be the effect of the Manniu genetic potion.

Jones?

Chen Yu?

Gene warrior?

Robot? Optimus Prime?

Inamori Jiro looked at the colorful mural in front of him, but all he thought about was the contents of his dream.

As an islander, he believes in gods.

Therefore, he knew that there were always certain prophets, or prophets, in this world.

If he hadn't been in that bar last night and happened to see the boxer transform on the spot, and the transformation was exactly the same as in his dream, Inamori Jiro wouldn't have thought much about that dream.

The combination of the dream and the live transformation of the boxer in the bar made him wonder whether he was like some prophets and seers who had foreseen certain scenes in the future.

"Inamori-kun! Look at this man, does he look like you? Hehe."

Sakurako beside her suddenly pointed to a Buddha statue on the mural and asked Inamori Jiro happily.

Inamori Jiro's thoughts were interrupted and he looked in the direction of her finger.

He didn't even see which Buddha statue she was referring to, so he laughed casually and said, "It looks quite similar!"

Yingzi was startled, then laughed loudly and bent over.

Inamori Jiro was so confused by her smile that he subconsciously frowned and looked in the direction she just pointed, only to see several naked children in the mural.

Inamori Jiro: "???"

Now he finally understood why Sakurako smiled so exaggeratedly.

…

When he and Sakurako were eating at a restaurant at noon, Inamori Jiro was still absent-minded. While eating, he searched for Jones and Chen Yu on his mobile phone.

The search yielded many results.

But there are too many people named Jones on the Internet, and none of them is the Jones he dreamed of.

There are also many people named Chen Yu.

Inamori Jiro thought for a while and added two more words "Huaxia" in front of Chen Yu's name.

In this way, he finally found the information about Chen Yu that appeared in his dream.

What was very different from his dream was that the Chen Yu information he searched on the Internet at this time was just the founder of a pharmaceutical company in China. He was not very famous, and his wealth value did not seem to be high in China.

's ranking.

And the Chen Yu he dreamed of was the richest man in the world.

There's so much difference.

However, looking at the photo of Chen Yu found on his mobile phone, Inamori Jiro's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Inamori-kun? Inamori-kun?"

Sakurako, who was sitting opposite him, called him twice before bringing Inamori Jiro's attention back to reality.

"What's wrong? Sakurako?"

Inamori Jiro looked at her a little doubtfully.

Sakurako frowned and looked at him, "Inamori-kun, what's wrong with you today? Ever since we met in the morning, you haven't been able to concentrate and are always distracted. Do you think it's boring to come to Bangkok with me? If that's true.

, then let’s go back to the United States tomorrow!”

If she complained like this under normal circumstances, Inamori Jiro, as a man, would definitely apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness.

However, Inamori Jiro, who was thinking about proving something, heard her initiative to end the trip. He hesitated slightly and actually nodded.

He actually nodded?

Sakura looked at him in astonishment.

Inamori Jiro bowed slightly, "Sorry, let's go back to the United States tomorrow!"

Yingzi's expression was stunned, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

He actually agreed?

What does he mean? Is he admitting that coming to Bangkok with me is really boring?

Even if this was true, how could he have the nerve to admit it?

She was stunned for several seconds, but despite her good temper, she couldn't help but stand up and leave angrily.

It hurt her self-esteem so much.

Inamori Jiro looked at her angrily leaving, and opened his mouth, wanting to persuade her to stay, but he was eager to verify certain things, so in the end he said nothing and let her leave.

For him, if something can be confirmed as soon as possible, he can be sure whether Inamori Jiro really has the ability to see.

And if he really has the ability to be a prophet, then...how many things will Inamori Jiro be able to do?

…

at the same time.

America.

An underground genetic research center invested and built by the Mellon Consortium.

In a conference room.

More than a dozen people in white coats came to the conference room one after another, greeted each other casually, and each found a seat to sit down, including Jones.

A moment later, Henry, the head of the research center, also wearing a white coat, strode into the conference room with a stern face.
To be continued...