Screw Evolution, I'm using Genetics to make a Waifu! 1 (One Punch Man / Crossover, Dr. Genus Clone SI)

Long ago, there existed a brilliant young scientist. By dint of his astonishing genius, he was able to make a great number of contributions to human knowledge. Eventually, however, he became disillusioned with the world.

None of his ideals and theories regarding them had been received by the scientific community despite the world's praises for his immense intellect.

Mankind should not strive to advance human civilization, but the artificial evolution of humans as a species.

That was the only dream that he had ever had, but not a single person came forward to help him fulfill that dream. And so he pursued that dream himself, and I helped him earnestly.

Or, I used to.

Truth to be told, while the past me was of the same mind as that man, not just in the figurative manner, but also the literal manner by virtue of being a clone of him, I did not share his dream any longer.

This was because I knew of the fate that awaited of me in the near future.

With Mosquito Girl having been released out of the House of Evolution, it meant that soon, the original Dr. Genus will learn to discard his ideals by the might of the strongest being in this universe.

I knew of all this because I was not of this universe.

Somehow, I woke up in one of Dr. Genus's clone bodies that carried the same knowledge and intellect of the original. All of the clones were his lab assistants and deferred to his authority due to his cybernetic conditioning and because they shared the same dream.

I was reincarnated into one of his clone's bodies, my soul somehow overriding the important brainwashing part of the cloning process. Even so, I kept my head down and performed my tasks as any other clone would in order to not raise suspicions.

Now, however, when Saitama and Genos arrives at the House of Evolution, it would be time to enact my plan to escape from this place.

"... I guess we have no other choice but to use our trump card. Make the necessary preparations to unleash Carnage Kabuto…"

"WHAT?!" "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!?" "He's right, we don't have a choice…" "But still, we can't…"

"Calm down, I'd only use him as our last resort. We'll install countless traps in the floors above ground and with a bit of luck, that'd do the trick. I'm fully aware of the risks of letting him free…"

Seeing the original with such a fearful expression was a sight for sore eyes.

Unfortunately, I was assigned to be part of the group to release Carnage Kabuto.

Fortunately, I have been practicing the Joestar Family's Secret Technique.

"Screw you guys! Nigerundayo!" They were too busy to stop me from running the fuck away, I'm sorry clone bros, but I'm saving myself!

Good thing I familiarized myself with the secret passageways and sneaked right behind the main duo a good half a minute after they passed me.

Thing is, Dr. I. Genus was truly a genius level intellect. There were only three other named characters in this world that could compare to him: Bofoi, Dr. Kuseno and Child Emperor.

Whilst Genus had spent most of his life on creating genetic wonders, he was still a master in many sciences in his quest for artificial evolution. Cybernetics, Neuroscience, Material Transmutation, Construction, Mass Production Technology, and every science he needed in order to build a self-sustainable underground laboratory with combat testing capabilities.

With the way his eyes glowed with willpower in the anime, it was always a head canon of mine that he had broken the limiters of his mind, in contrast to Saitama's nigh-limitless body.

I picked up the art of dancing quickly, making some money of people as a street performer. I solved my problems of lack of identification near-effortlessly once I had enough money to use a computer at a net cafe.

Even so, I needed a fuck ton of starting capital if I ever was going to complete the research that I truly wanted to see through to the end.

Thankfully, cozying up with a broken-hearted misogynistic billionaire worked out swimmingly for me.

All I had to promise him was the idea of creating the "perfect wife" for him.

I demonstrated what I could do on a small budget by creating upgrading his dog into a show-winning one. After that, he gave me more funding and I created his first fuck toy.

He couldn't go back to having sex with normal women after that. He tossed me more funding, and I gave him what he wanted while progressing my research.

Soon enough, I gained more funding after he connected me with other clients that required tailored lovers. I made sure to be careful with my technology as I didn't want any of them getting any bright ideas about using them against me. Thankfully, I had some animal girl bodyguards (the cute type) to guard me as well as assist me with my work.

I didn't fuck any of them since they weren't… perfect enough.

My ultimate goal was to make my own harem, after getting the fuck off this death world!

Like hell I'm staying in a place where a city can be annihilated within a second!

The harem and sex part could wait.

I was a man of culture and taste, and I would not settle with these cute girls that I made that were only a 8/10 in my book, at best.

"Dr. Yagi, the Kaleido Lens experiment number 42 has proven to be successful." The white cat girl assistant, number 12… what was her name again? Shiro? Yes, that.

She had interrupted my tea time to inform me of the amazing developments.

"Let me see!" I followed her to the lab and took a look through the screen attached to the large machinery. "Yes… yes, yes! Ha, hahahaha! I've done it! I'm free!"

A world so unlike this one, a seemingly peaceful one… of course, I assumed nothing and made sure to check around the place. Sure enough, there were signs of more… extraordinary events.

Even so, it was better than this world where we can be murdered at the drop of the hat by the whims of nature.

"Good, good… Shiro, please bring me one of our failed experiments, a living one. The one made with alien DNA will do. We need to perform some spatial transportation tests."

Alien DNA that I retrieved with a modified mosquito swarm based off Mosquito Girl from the aftermath of Boros's invasion. I have Sweet Mask to thank for that. I'm glad the cold-hearted son of a bitch murdered those harmless aliens for me, allowing my mosquito minions to suck up their blood and return the substances to me.

I may not be Genus, but every scrap of interesting DNA would be useful for me in my quest to create the Ultimate 11/10 Elf Waifu.

… Actually, I could just find a fantasy world to go to. It would save me the trouble, but on the other hand, the chances of me getting cucked and the low tech environment would be a pain to deal with.

Hmm, portal pocket dimensions… I think I need to work on that first. It would be nice to bring my lab and materials along.

Fucking heroes, always getting in the way.

Illegal human experimentation my ass! Human trafficking?! What kind of criminal do they take me for? I was but a humble scientist trying to achieve my dreams of a happy life, but some motherfucking cunt went and leaked information about me, causing the heroes to launch an investigation about my activities.

What was so wrong with helping many rich paying clients fulfilling their dreams of having perfectly subservient and desirable fuck toys?

Haa… so here I am, in the heart of my laboratory standing in the teleportation pad with only a 50% success rate thus far, with a hero just outside the door.

A loud crash resounded across the empty room, my lab assistants all huddled around me defensively as the hero was now standing above the large metal door.

"Dr. Genus-"

"It's Dr. Yagi to you, Zombieman. My clone designation was Clone Number 8, it was the name I fucking picked for myself!"

"-Do I look like I care?! You will pay for your crimes."

"Oh fuck off."

I pressed a button on one of my lab remotes discreetly, dropping a vat of containment slime over Zombieman and activated the transporter.

"Goodbye world! I'm a self-made Isekai protagonist now! Ahahahaha!"

The world faded into white soon after, until I landed in an unknown forest, along with my armed assistants.

Well, at least I'm alive and in one piece. My assistants were perfectly fine too.

… I took a look at my phone, which I connected to the transporter's software. Fuck, I fucked up the coordinates. I was supposed to go to Oregairu, but I accidentally scrolled up in rush and picked a different world.

Ah well, it's not too bad I guess.

It was one of those modern worlds where I was unable to confirm or deny the existence of extraordinary events with a 90% certainty. This meant that my dream would have to be put on hold for a bit until I could be sure that this was a nice place to settle down.

If not, then I could just move on to the next world.

Genus already had immortality in his hands, of the eternal youth type, and I perfected it further with some regeneration powers. I had all the time in the world, so long as I played my cards right.

But first, it was time to fulfill my promise of giving my female assistants a new life. I wasn't some slave driver that would make them work for me for all eternity.

Good help can always be created like coke bottles in a factory, good waifus, on the other hand, are like masterpieces and must be carefully crafted.

And so, in order to get some inspiration and investigate the world a bit, I chose to get a humble job as a highschool teacher after finding out I had landed in Japan.

I would aim to discover just what kind of genre I'm in, along with taking a little break as I research waifu samples here and there. My assistants have been given technology to hide their non-human features so some of them would be inserted into the same school too for great efficiency.

Now… first things first, check the second to the last chair at the row near the window. I have to see if there's a main protagonist or not.

"Okay, let's take attendance…" I started reading off the names one by one, until I got to the ones in the middle…

"Kayaba… Akihiko?" "Here, Yagi-sensei."

"..." "Sugou Nobuyuki." "Morning, sensei."

… Fucking hell. I can't stay here when Mr. Steal Your Girl Kirito will end up seducing my waifus!

Well, I may as well use this chance to steal some VR and AI research. Not that I don't already have some of it, but a little more can't hurt.