CHAPTER 1

Fourteen-year-old Su Chen simply yearned for an ordinary mortal life.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans.

Born with an extraordinary gift, Su Chen's body possessed immortality, with cell activity bordering on the miraculous. Even if reduced to a single cell, his body could regenerate with astonishing speed.

Constantly mutating and evolving, his genes adapted to every external stimulus and enemy attack, rendering him impervious to harm.

To catalog the myriad abilities constantly emerging within him, Su Chen devised a system to track and quantify his growing powers. He foresaw a future where he would become omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent—an OAA, as it were, in this world's terminology.

A metallic click echoed as iron shackles encased the hands of a thirteen-year-old boy, his slender frame pushed forward by heavily armed soldiers through the desolate corridors of an underground base.

In the dim light, Su Chen's youthful face betrayed a flicker of fear.

He didn't want to go.

But the soldiers showed no mercy, their relentless strength propelling him forward.

"Cursed bastards..." Su Chen's teeth clenched as his underdeveloped body struggled against their firm grip.

"Behave, boy," the soldiers urged, ushering him towards the laboratory at the corridor's end.

This base specialized in the study of mutants, conducting brain dissections, body examinations, and illicit experiments in pursuit of unlocking the secrets of genetic mutations.

For the past fortnight, Su Chen had witnessed countless individuals dragged from their cells, never to return.

He refused to meet the same fate.

But with his limbs restrained, his feeble struggles proved futile. Soon, he found himself escorted into a sealed laboratory.

"Secure him," commanded the white-coated experimenters as Su Chen's limbs and neck were tightly bound to an examination platform. Helpless and vulnerable, he lay prone, akin to a sacrificial lamb.

Beyond the one-way glass, General Marcus, adorned in military attire, observed with excitement. "Is this Number 5162? The one with extraordinary healing abilities?"

"Yes, General!" confirmed a doctor beside him, enthusiasm palpable. "His cell activity surpasses even Wolverine's. He holds the key to our immortality."

"Immortality?"

General Marcus's composure faltered at the thought.

Dr. White remained silent. This young man's remarkable healing abilities marked him as distinct from mutants; his unique genetic makeup constantly mutated and evolved.

Immortal? Infinitely evolving?

Dr. White's mind recoiled at the implications, yet his curiosity outweighed his trepidation.

"I'll extract the answers from your very skull," he sneered, his words chilling Su Chen to the bone.

"No!" Su Chen's protests grew more frantic.

At that moment, an invisible wave emanated from his mind, exerting control over his surroundings. Objects levitated inexplicably as the laboratory descended into chaos.

"Number 5162 is exhibiting a new ability—telekinesis!" the experimenters exclaimed in panic.

"Hurry, administer a powerful sedative!" ordered a trembling nurse, plucking a needle from mid-air.

Terrified, Su Chen resisted vehemently, his heart pounding with dread.

"Out! Leave me alone!" he shouted.

In an instant, the nurse and nearby experimenters were repelled, crashing against the walls.

Witnessing the scene, Su Chen's eyes flashed red with determination.

"I want to live!" he declared, his resolve igniting a surge of power.

With a fierce surge of strength, Su Chen shattered the restraints binding him, his physique transforming as muscle replaced frailty.

Unaware of the extent of his transformation, Su Chen's sole focus was survival.

The laboratory door burst open as armed soldiers stormed in, their weapons trained on him.

In a frenzy, Su Chen unleashed his newfound abilities, reality bending to his will.

Dr. White's laughter reverberated through the room as he beheld Su Chen with a manic gleam in his eyes, his gaze akin to that of a mad scientist who had stumbled upon a rare treasure.

From the onset of his research on Su Chen's cells, Dr. White had noted the underlying mutation within his extraordinary cell activity—a mutation teeming with potential yet constrained by the limitations of their small sample size.

Bold conjectures danced in Dr. White's mind, envisioning Su Chen's body adapting to external stimuli by evolving corresponding resistances—a theory confirmed by the boy's instantaneous adaptation to the bullets.

As the bullets failed to penetrate Su Chen's skin, the soldier's incredulity grew. It seemed inconceivable that a person's flesh could withstand such firepower.

Su Chen glared at the soldier with a mixture of fury and determination.

"Die!" he shouted, unleashing a wave of power that warped reality itself. The soldiers cried out in agony as the room convulsed with unseen forces.

Meanwhile, Dr. White's mind raced with excitement. The rapid evolution displayed by Su Chen's genes hinted at untapped potential—potential that could revolutionize their understanding of biology and mortality.

Amidst the chaos, Su Chen's resolve remained unwavering. He would not be a mere subject of experimentation; he would carve his own destiny, no matter the cost.

As the laboratory trembled with unseen forces, the stage was set for a clash between mortal and immortal, science and evolution. And amidst it all, Su Chen stood as a harbinger of change, his very existence defying the laws of nature.