After assigning Lin Lang under Doctor Gears as a research assistant, I finally turned my attention back to one of the oldest projects I ever shelved: the X-Gene.
After we conquered the world connected to SCP-7905—the cavern world where the X-Men existed—we collected enough mutant samples to make any geneticist drool. We obtained blood, tissues, cellular maps, everything. But managing a multiversal conquest and stabilizing a new dimension forced me to shelve the entire project for years.
Now, with Mars fully colonised, the Foundation expanding faster than any government could comprehend, and a new wave of genius researchers arriving, the timing felt perfect.
I resumed the project.
With my knowledge in genetics, biochemistry, and metaphysical bio-coding, it only took two months to create a serum capable of activating the X-Gene within anyone. Not just activating—implanting it. Even people from our baseline world, who naturally lacked the mutant gene, could develop it.
Of course, something this dangerous needed to go straight to the O5 Council.
So I called an emergency meeting.
We all appeared on our respective monitors. I could see the reactions on their faces—some intrigued, others horrified, most calculating.
"I have successfully developed a working X-Gene activation serum," I announced. "It works on anyone. Foundation personnel. Civilians. Even us."
That sentence alone set the entire council buzzing.
For obvious reasons, we are not fans of giving anomalous abilities to random people. Power makes people dangerous. Unpredictable. Uncontrollable. And no matter how powerful the Foundation becomes, the multiverse has taught us never to underestimate the chaos caused by even one gifted fool.
So the question became: Who should receive X-Genes?And how many?
After two hours of arguments, debate, theory crafting, and a screaming match between Doom and Cleopatra about "biological political advantage," we finally agreed on a few points:
All O5 members will receive X-Genes.It's not ego—it's insurance. The multiverse is too dangerous for the Council to remain baseline humans.
No one else gets an X-Gene yet.The risks are too high, and we don't need a mutant uprising.
I must continue my research to refine the serum.Specifically, they want me to figure out if I can control the activation process.Meaning:Choose what mutant power each of us will manifest.
Because as everyone knows, the X-Gene is random.It can give you reality-warping telepathy…Or it can turn your skin into purple goo and ruin your dating life forever.
And if the O5 Council is going to evolve, they want precision, not random mutations.
I agreed, of course. It's a fascinating challenge, and honestly? Kind of fun.
With the meeting adjourned, the Council disconnected one by one. Doom gave me a curt nod. Sun Tzu smiled like he already planned the next five wars ahead of us. Cleopatra winked, probably imagining the economic potential of mutant financial foresight. Newton muttered something about "advancing natural law."
And me?
I returned to my lab, activated the containment seals, powered up the genetic synthesizers, and reopened the X-Gene project for real.
It was time to rewrite human evolution—on purpose, this time.