Chapter 1111 Bloodline
A few days later, Wen Rensheng received the incident investigation submitted by Zhao Han.
Not to mention, her processing efficiency is indeed very high.
Among the 1234 things, three of them triggered the mysterious seed prompt.
Wen Rensheng had to watch it one by one, and he had to watch it for a long time.
Wen Rensheng then distributed the locations according to location and asked Xiao Huan to start working on the remote control puppets.
Of course he takes the time to hone various skills.
Xiao Huan Pai gave him 10,000 days of working time, and he would not waste it. He could also do things by arranging it for study breaks.
“You are using child labor illegally, I want to file a complaint against you.” Xiao Huan, who had not had any time to play for several days, shouted.
"You are neither a child nor a worker, how can you complain to me?" Wen Rensheng said calmly.
"Well, if you ask me to work like this every day, it doesn't suit my nature. I will grow very slowly." Xiao Huan changed his strategy.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter, sharpening the knife will make you chop wood. When you master enough knowledge, your work efficiency will be many times that of before, and the wasted time will be made up for soon. Not to mention that I Didn't I get you another City of Time? The remaining power of time and space in it will just allow you to improve your strength," Wen Rensheng said casually.
"How could I have the time to absorb that? My sister absorbed it." Xiao Huan saw that there was no way to impress Wen Rensheng, so he could only say bitterly.
“Look at you, don’t you know how to meet a virtuous man?”
“I have never known a virtuous man, and of course I have never seen one.”
"Stop talking nonsense and go to work quickly. Finish your work early and come back early to play."
"By the way, don't you still have a fiery red alien species that you just collected? Give it to me and I'll let it go Work." Of course Xiao Huan would not be so honest. After thinking about it, he said again.
"Oh, it's not personified, it just has alien instincts. How can it work for you?" Wen Rensheng asked confused.
“I can add personality to it.” Xiao Huan said proudly.
"Can you do such a thing? Don't give me any schizophrenia." Wen Rensheng said cautiously.
The history of xenogeneic species is very long, and there are naturally many kinds of research on it.
Some alien species have human-like intelligence and different personalities. Most alien species do not have such intelligence and only have the ability to enhance their own instincts.
Being intelligent has the advantage that it can guide the host to grow faster; the disadvantage is that once the host fails to meet its requirements, it will change jobs at any time.
But he has never heard of a case where someone could actively give personality to a foreign species.
"Of course I can, don't look down on others."
"I'll wait and see."
Then Wen Rensheng closed his eyes and sensed the fiery red alien species.
It is rotating silently around the purple mysterious seed, and it seems that it has not produced any additional needs.
Oh, by the way, it requires the power of creation and destruction.
When absorbing the opponent, the special power he possesses - the ability to manifest the dog licking suit, was absorbed by it.
Probably it is still absorbing, so there has been no movement.
At this moment, he saw - a black shadow floated out from the green alien species, and then quietly moved towards the fiery red alien species.
Well, this is what Xiaohuan calls giving personality. Why is the process so cumbersome? Not above board at all.
It really doesn’t fit his image at all.
The black shadow slowly moved to the side of the spinning fiery alien species, and then tried to get in.
It's a pity that he spent a lot of time drilling back and forth, but the other party remained unmoved and no gaps appeared.
"Damn, how could this happen? This shadow is the strongest sacrificial soul under my command." Xiao Huan said confused.
"What, you want to put the soul of a living person into this alien species? This is what you call giving personality." Wen Rensheng said in surprise.
"Of course, alien species can carry souls, you don't even know that?"
"Of course I know, I have been studying it for a while, the ancients have given up on that method. Because they are not tough enough, I learned it, but when did you learn it?" Wen Rensheng asked confused.
"I'll figure it out after just a look. This thing is very simple."
"Then it's really easy for you to know how to do it. If you co-author it and leave it to others to do, it means you know how to do it..." Wen Rensheng despised Said, "Then forget it, I'm not used to having other people's living souls hidden in my alien species."
"Tch, you still have a lot of messy souls in your hair, now Are you being pretentious again? "
"The two are different, one is on the outside and the other is on the inside." "Forget it, since it can't be given from the outside, we have to let it happen by itself." He gritted his teeth.
"How to let it grow on its own?"
"I will concoct an illusion so that it thinks it has an environment to grow, and then it will develop on its own initiative."
"Then aren't you trying to encourage growth?" Damage its potential.”
“It won’t work this way, that won’t work either, I won’t do it anymore!” Xiao Huan simply gave up.
“Forget it, you can use the ability of this alien species at will, but you need to actively use it. There is no way for it to automatically do the work for you.”
"That's okay."
Wen Rensheng calmed down Xiao Huan, let out a sigh of relief, and then continued practicing.
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At the same time, there are still people who are busy dealing with certain people.
In a cafe somewhere.
"Wenwen, I'm your biological father, can't you get me a mutant species? Look at your friends, they all got mutant species for their parents." A person whose appearance is very similar to Wang Wenwen The fat man, holding his big belly, blocked Wang Wenwen and begged.
"Wang Xiangtian, stop talking nonsense. You said you didn't want me at first, and now you come to beg me. Are you embarrassed?" Wang Wenwen said with contempt.
Zhao Han watched in fear from the side, and then she realized that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
“But I gave you every cent of the subsequent child support. Mom, I owe a lot to you for growing up to this point. You can’t help but show some kindness, right?” Wang Xiangtian still begged.
"What do you think a mutant is? The support you gave me is now returned tenfold!"
"That's different. I gave you support before you became a mutant. This is not a concept. ." Of course Wang Xiangtian refused.
Zhao Han had a headache. She didn't know why Wang Xiangtian knew about her parents.
She clearly told her parents not to tell anyone.
What is going on?
"Humph, whatever you say, there are no alien species anyway."
"Can you just bear to watch me die of old age?"
"Have no patience."
Zhao Han knows that Wang Wenwen He is a man who dares to love and hate, but the fact that he can even reject her biological father still breaks her three views.
Sure enough, happy families are all the same, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes.
"Hmph, just wait!" Wang Xiangtian had no choice but to have his daughter, and he couldn't force this matter. If Wang Wenwen didn't find a different species for him, what could he do?
“Am I still afraid of you?” Wang Wenwen said indifferently.
Watching Wang Xiangtian’s plump back disappear from the door of the coffee shop, Zhao Han worriedly said: “He is your father after all, are you really so patient?”
“That’s because you don’t know. He was so decisive in abandoning me."
"No, your mother's surname is Wang, and your father's surname is also Wang?"
"Isn't this strange? Wang is a common surname."
"That's true, but I have a bad feeling." Zhao Han sighed.
"It's okay. How long can he survive? After a few decades there will be no one left." Wang Wenwen didn't care.
Don’t persuade others without going through their hardships.
Especially in family relationships, outsiders are not allowed to interfere.
But that night, Zhao Han's premonition came true. Wang Wenwen passed out on the bed and didn't eat dinner.
This is a big deal. She has never seen the other party not eating dinner. Although aliens can go without eating for many days, Wang Wenwen is an exception.
"Is it a blood curse?" She carefully looked at Wang Wenwen's situation and quickly came up with a concept.
This is a serious matter. The strength of the mutants is the mutants, but their own flesh and blood is the weakest.
In the past, when the general environment had not changed, a single bullet could kill an ordinary mutant.
And their resistance to the blood curse is also the weakest among all kinds of mysterious injuries.
(End of this chapter)