CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 413: INTERNAL CONFLICTS_2

Why does Mountain Eagle’s Police Dog Controller, despite being very high-end, is called a "Police Dog Controller" and not an "Animal Controller"...

Because the Sergeant needs battle partners who absolutely obey commands. Wild animals full of untamed nature do not qualify for this.

Because you can’t completely control their behavior, the instincts encoded in their genes might make them uncontrollable at critical moments.

Of course, having strong animal partners is not entirely impossible, but it requires breeding, selection, improvement, training generation after generation...

Currently, those canine breeds that seem useless and are indeed useless are the result of this practice.

Of course, those very strong breeds, like pit bulls, are also the products of this practice.

In the future, it is estimated that people could edit genes directly to create a certain number of animals for selection and then further train and improve them.

But at the moment, the method still follows selective breeding, filtering out excellent genes generation by generation, and then finalizing the breed.

Including the giant wolf encountered before and those currently in the valley, they are still in the phase of genetic modification and domestication.

Also, Mountain Eagle has a distinct feeling that those people do not want to eliminate the wildness in these animals but focus on obedience.

Thinking about the giant wolf encountered before reveals that these people aren’t exactly following the same path as Mountain Eagle’s police dog partners, or at least not completely...

And it seems they have not yet found a way to treat the side effects of gene editing...

Just as Mountain Eagle was carefully observing and filming, a brown bear that was being trained suddenly went berserk and attacked a Trainer just about 5 meters away from it.

The bear’s massive size allowed it to reach the Trainer in two steps, its large paw slamming the unfortunate Trainer to the ground, pressing on his chest, and its mouth full of sharp teeth violently tore at his arm...

Mountain Eagle clearly saw that the moment the Trainer was pinned down, a visible deformity appeared on his chest, and the subsequent tearing by the bear was completely redundant...

But the immense pain induced by the controller throughout its body made it utterly mad...

The surrounding guards seemed familiar with this scenario; this time, they didn’t advance with stun batons but someone pulled out a double-barreled shotgun and shot the bear twice.

The power of the solitary bullet was fatal to the bear...

After being shot, the crazed bear stood up, opened its mouth in a wild roar, then slammed its front paws heavily on the body and head of the Trainer who hadn’t managed to stand up.

The immense force caused the Trainer’s head to burst like a stepped-on water balloon, large clumps of blood and brain matter splattered radially outward, prompting a gasp from the surrounding security personnel.

At the same time, Mountain Eagle noticed severe tearing of the skin on the bear’s shoulders, revealing the bright red tendons inside.

This is the consequence of reckless gene modification!

In genetic science, there is a technology called CRISPR/Cas9...

This technology allows genetic scientists to modify the genes of animals and plants, but there is a high degree of uncertainty involved...

All techniques related to gene editing currently mastered by humans tend to have off-target effects.

That is when trying to modify one gene, there is a certain probability of randomly affecting another gene that one does not intend to alter.

This can affect the characteristics, health, and even life of the animals and plants.

Even if you precisely target a specific gene and modify it, unpredictable consequences still need to be faced.

Like that clearly oversized brown bear with massive muscles but too little fat and skin that became thin due to rapid muscle growth, insufficient to fully wrap around those muscles...

Just like some drug-fueled fitness fanatics who bulk up their muscles in a short period but face severe muscle tears when recklessly challenging heavy weights.

This brown bear’s situation was obviously much more severe than those drug-fueled fitness maniacs!

The sudden deaths of the brown bear and the Trainer caused a stir among people and animals at the training ground.

Those who were training with half-grown wolves were still calm, while those responsible for training ’Monsters’ couldn’t hold up anymore.

One Trainer of an American cougar was the first to strike; he locked his cougar in a cage and then protested to the surrounding guards...

Not only does Mountain Eagle have eyes in the sky, Golden Cicada also gives it ’Sharp-Hearing Ear’...

A Trainer with a Pot Lid haircut rushed to the side of a guard and shouted loudly, "I’m fucking fed up with this damn place, I want to leave here..."

A guard, clearly a leader, stepped forward and said, "When you signed the contract, you explicitly agreed to obey any orders from the company..."

Pot Lid shouted loudly, "I’d fucking rather take a gun to the battlefield than play your fire-hoop-jumping games!

Those scientists are crazy, they created these monsters and then made us their ’dads.’

How many guys have had their heads bitten off from last year to this year?

I’m fucking done, I want to leave this damn place!"

The Guard Leader shook his head and said, "NO, executor is not only a company but also a military organization. Leaving requires complicated procedures, and most importantly, a sufficient reason.

You receive a high annual salary, your families enjoy benefits and social status they shouldn’t have.

Fear of death cannot be a reason, because from the day you signed the contract, your lives no longer belong to you.

You should know this better than I do!

You should also be very clear about the consequences of betrayal!"

Pot Lid, after hearing this, angrily shouted, "This is not our job, we are fucking soldiers, not circus beast tamers..."

The Guard Leader spread his hands and said, "If you think you are a soldier, maybe you could consider joining the Super Soldier program, then you could get rid of these stinking beasts."

Upon hearing this, Pot Lid, as though stimulated, shouted loudly, "NO, I fucking don’t want to become one of those freaks...

They are not Super Soldiers, they are freaks, freaks, freaks..."

The Guard Leader spread his hands and said, "See, we have finally agreed on something."

Saying this, the Guard Leader glanced at the fierce beasts locked in cages, he lowered his voice and said, "I’ve got a bit of news, all these things have been phased out.

The big boss is most satisfied with the ’Fenrir Plan,’ hurry up and get those scary things killed off, then you can go to the Fenrir Project Group to get the Fourth Generation Transformed Wolves.

You’ve all seen it, those little wolves are very obedient, as long as you complete the full training program, you can take them away from this hellhole to carry out tasks.

This is confidential, I’ve taken a big risk to leak this to you, after you go back, each of you owe me a drink..."

At this moment, Pot Lid also calmed down, and said despondently, "4 years, I’ve fucking been in this damn place for four years...

What do those people want?

There’s so much gold to be mined in that damn cave, but they only want a bunch of crazy freaks and a group of obedient big dogs..."