Clone Ascension

already discussed FangBro’s situation with Tyler Hayes.

Tyler whispered a few words to President Hale.

President Hale nodded.

“Anyone who helps Dongli is a friend of Dongli.

“I’ll go say goodbye to the Envoy.

Once I return, we depart.”

Evan and the others waited.

The spectators in the stands were slowly leaving.

Soon, a ring of Rovan Academy students and teachers formed around them—

keeping their distance because of General Graves’s murderous aura,

but whispering among themselves,

their eyes repeatedly drifting toward Evan.

Evan didn’t care—

until his gaze swept across a familiar face.

A bald, chubby old man.

Smiling meaningfully.

Staring straight at him.

Evan froze.

His memories surged—

images, fragments, sensations.

Professor Boyi Feng.

A leading evolutionary scientist of the Shepherd Nation.

A professor of the Royal Academy.

The creator of Evan’s body.

Why is he here?

As one of the top scientists in the Shepherd Nation,

Boyi Feng’s status was even higher than Wendy’s.

Why would he leave his country

and appear at Rovan Academy?

Evan looked again—

but Boyi Feng had already turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Only his retreating back remained.

I need to investigate this when I get back…

Feng Boyi was one of the few people

who knew Evan was a clone.

Evan could not ignore him.

And there was something else.

Evan had always doubted—

could a skill as powerful as Evolution’s Grace

really be copied through cloning?

He had heard from Quentin Vilewind

that Evolution’s Grace was a bloodline crystallization.

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He didn’t know what that meant,

but he knew it wasn’t something ordinary.

If cloning could replicate it,

why would the Filthsoil Organization go to such lengths?

“Let’s go. To the airport.”

President Hale returned,

interrupting Evan’s thoughts.

Hale, General Graves, Yvonne, and Tyler—

all of them capable of flight—

each carried two or three people

and flew toward Mori City Airport.

Evan and Wendy were together,

carried by President Hale—

the two most important people to protect.

At the airport, everyone boarded quickly.

Just like before,

General Graves chose to fly outside the plane,

escorting them personally.

After takeoff,

Evan wanted to ask Wendy a few things,

but there were too many people around.

He decided to wait until they were home.

He pulled out his phone

and searched for “Boyi Feng.”

Many results appeared.

One headline stood out:

“Renowned Evolutionary Scientist Boyi Feng Joins Rovan Academy as Professor.”

Evan opened the article and read it carefully.

Boyi Feng had resigned from the Royal Academy of the Shepherd Nation

and moved to Rovan Academy.

Why?

He was born and raised in the Shepherd Nation.

He was a respected elder in their academic world.

His treatment there was undoubtedly top‑tier.

Why would he leave at his age?

Evan had a guess—

He’s afraid of Elias Zhao’s retaliation.

After all, Boyi Feng had created a clone

who killed the original and escaped.

Elias Zhao would never let that go.

In Evan’s inherited memories,

he recalled the moment Elias Zhao first approached Boyi Feng

to request a clone foria Liam Zhao.

At that time, Boyi Feng refused.

But he had secretly continued researching cloning—

violating Dominion Nation bans

and Shepherd Nation laws.

Elias Zhao i caught him.

And used it to force him into cooperation.

Evan remembered the scene vividly:

“Professor Feng, I’ve explained everything.

Have you made your decision?”

“Minister Zhao, cloning is forbidden.

You know better than anyone how dangerous it is.”

Boyi Feng shook his head.

“But as far as I know…

you never stopped your research.

You even performed human trials.

Successful ones.”

Boyi Feng’s expression changed.

“Minister Zhao, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Before I am a researcher,

I am a law‑abiding citizen.”

“Is that so?”

Elias Zhao smiled coldly.

“Your female assistant—your student.

Her body was found three years ago.

I covered it up.

“But as far as I know…

she’s still working in your lab, isn’t she?

“Her family hasn’t noticed a thing.

Your technique is impressive—

even her parents can’t tell.”

Cold sweat dripped down Boyi Feng’s forehead.

His spirit collapsed like a wilted cucumber.

“…I can try.

But I can’t guarantee success.

“With my current technology,

I can only perfectly clone an un‑evolved, mortal‑tier organism.”

He glanced at Liam Zhao.

“To avoid complications,

your son must not absorb any extracts

or undergo evolution

until the clone is complete.”