Chapter 382 Shrek’s future plan
"I can definitely..."
Da Shi wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the jailer.
"What are you doing? I'm giving you a break so that you can step on the sewing machine and make smoke. It's not for you to talk about life and ideals here!"
The jailer drove them away: "Hurry, there are still ten minutes!"
"How come it's so fast?" Dai Mubai looked at the sky sadly.
Coincidentally, at this time, a group of flying soul masters flew over the prison and headed south.
"It's these damn flying soul masters who caught me in this prison!" A man with a sinister look next to Dai Mubai cursed.
"I heard they are from the Angel Legion."
"Haha, they're just a group of flying soul masters with wings." The man said, "If a soul master with an angel spirit catches me, then my life will be worth it. A bunch of guys with no hair at all. If they didn’t have that kind of offensive soul guidance device in their hands, how could they capture me, the Soul Saint?”
Dai Mubai's expression was slightly startled. He could tell that this man had an accent from the Star Luo Empire.
It's not surprising that Wuhun Palace has penetrated into the Star Luo Empire, but it's not easy to capture the Soul Saint alive in this era. It was when Zhao Wuji was the Soul Emperor that he challenged the Bishop of Wuhun Hall, and in the end he was still at large.
"The Star Luo Empire is really in danger this time!" Such a thought flashed through his mind instantly.
Tiandou Empire and Wuhun Palace are on good terms, so if they really start to fight, can the current Star Luo Empire stop it?
Even if the enshrined and titled Douluo elders of Wuhun Palace do not take action, can the iron-blooded army of Star Luo Empire block the bombing of the soul guide?
"Howl!" He shouted, then ran towards the depths of the prison.
"What is this lost eunuch Dai doing so crazy?" the man just said sarcastically.
In less than a minute, the sound of sewing machines operating crazily came from the labor camp.
"He...he doesn't want to..." the man said dryly, "Can the sentence be reduced?"
"Haha, reduced sentence? What a reduction! Bah!" Another prisoner spat disdainfully, "Those who are sent to the sewing machine factory are all QJ prisoners. This kind of prisoner is the least popular in prison, and the same is true of Wuhun Palace. No reduction in sentence will be given.”
Dai Mubai's idea was very simple. In his opinion, the current Star Luo Empire should be their last base—when all the Poseidon Douluo on Poseidon Island were killed by the Spirit Hall.
Moreover, the reborn Dai, Zhu, and Ma Hongjun didn't think it was safe for Tang San to be thrown into the Killing City. There must be something fishy hidden in this.
Therefore, he also wanted to return to the Star Luo Empire as soon as possible.
It was Yu Xiaogang who had the same idea as him.
He stood at his work station, looking like he was autistic and immersed in his work.
"There are many people in this prison who were captured by Wuhun Palace's Soul Master Legion, but at the same time, there are also many people who are dissatisfied with Wuhun Palace who are still outside." Da Shi tapped the work with one hand. The iron block on the stage, "When the time comes, we can completely use the Star Luo Empire as our base..."
In the following time, the inadvertent encounters between Yu Xiaogang and other Shrek people became more secretive. They even developed the idea of "tying a piece of cloth with a code written on it to the prison fence." ” as a means of communication.
They are like a group of small-town careerists, dreaming dreams that do not completely match their identities.
Three months later.
"I've decided, that's it!" Dai Mubai felt furious in his heart. During one of his outings, he leaned against the fence and gently dug a small pit on the ground with his feet, and then dropped a broken bone in his hand into it.
Ten minutes later, another prisoner came here, pretended to have fallen, took away the bones inside, and gave them to Flanders.
At night, Flanders and Ma Hongjun, who were locked up together, pried open the bone they got from their younger brother and found a small paper ball inside.
The voice of Dai Mubai being educated by the cell boss came from the room next to him. Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and opened the ball of paper. It was filled with densely packed small characters, as if it contained the biggest secret in the world.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became.
"Hongjun, what did Mubai write?" Flanders asked in a low voice.
Ma Hongjun immediately swallowed the paper ball into his mouth and let it disappear into his stomach.
Dai Mubai's plan was a bit too scary, and it was not something he could understand at his current age - if you look at it from the perspective of Ma Hongjun, who was fourteen years old in this life.
"I already know how the Dai and Zhu families of the Star Luo Empire should avoid producing deformed offspring during their thousands of years of union." Dai Mubai's note said, "This involves a The secret genetic technology I developed in the God Realm..."
"This technology does not exist now. The second prince of the Star Luo Empire, my second brother, was a deformed and imbecile, so he was dealt with by my father."
"In short, because the system of the Star Luo Empire itself does not allow the emergence of imbeciles, I studied this genetic technology when I was in the God Realm. The only ones who knew about it were me and Xiaosan."
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"More than six thousand years later, the two continents collided. The Dai family was relatively in decline, and the Xu family came to power. I secretly passed this technology to Douluo Continent, helping the Dai family at that time consolidate the power of their bloodline martial souls, allowing them to The existence of powerful force without being killed by the royal family at that time even contributed to the awe of the Xu family's royal family towards Shrek Academy."
"Now, when we go out and reunite with Xiao San, we will reproduce this technology and create super soldiers for us."
The fine print ended here, but Ma Hongjun couldn't guess what he planned to do specifically.
This technology may really be able to effectively prevent the occurrence of deformed children.
But even so, it takes a lot of time to develop an army of soul masters. Do they really have so much time to train warriors?
There is no other choice but to do this for now. Ma Hongjun was also thinking secretly in his heart.
Otherwise, according to the current development speed of Wuhun Palace, they would not be given as much time as they had in the previous life.
Moreover, they not only need the support of the gods, but also real fighting power.
They must quickly accumulate capital in their hands in the next time.
……
At the same time, Bibi Dong in the Pope's Palace gently opened her eyes.
"There is a negative force. What is this?" She frowned slightly, "Is it coming from inside Wuhun City? Now the October Saint is not in Wuhun City either. It is not her secret power of Wuhun. It’s not the ghost elder. This power even makes me feel a little familiar.”
Could it be that the Rakshasa God is looking for a new divine choice? She thought a little uncertainly.
Because she actually felt that this power was very obscure, and it was difficult to locate her peak-level mental power.
If it weren't for Wuhun City itself being blessed by the divine light, this absolutely opposite force might not even appear.