Li Siran had become an evolved person!

He had jumped the line for his Spilled Water Serum injection.

And he had been able to take the Spilled Water Serum at all only because of one word from Shen Cong. Back at the Academy of Sciences, seeing the colleagues he had known in the old days, Li Siran felt the shame of it — the same people, and nothing else the same. The people he knew said nothing to his face, but the mockery and distaste on their faces still stung Li Siran.

He was no longer the young researcher with a future in front of him, the one even an academician had praised.

A doctor of biology, no less, brainwashed by the Jingang Art and off to be a monk. It was pure idiocy.

At least the wonderful feeling of being an evolved person let Li Siran breathe out a little and shake off his fear of dying. Ordinary people were too fragile in this new world.

Of course Li Siran understood who he had to thank for becoming an evolved person.

Boss Huang. Honorary State Chairman of the new government about to be founded, humanity's most powerful evolved person. There were no official figures, but everyone accepted that he was a being past nuclear-grade, and even the nuclear-grade iron person Hu Wei went carefully around him and did not dare overstep by a hair.

Back in the Jingang Art's Buddha-Land on Earth, Li Siran had paid a little attention to Shen Cong.

All he knew was that the man was a very powerful iron person. But the Buddha-Land on Earth had played local emperor too long and had lost its feel for the outside world, so nobody had looked into him closely.

On this one trip to the Academy of Sciences, he heard "Boss Huang" in his ear more times than he could count.

Bit by bit it became clear to him what sort of being Boss Huang was. An iron person who had come out of the Eastern Theater Command, who had linked up humanity's survivor organizations and…