Chapter 613 Purficott’s genius idea
Perfect’s research on the severed claws of the ancient beast did not last long.
Because just like the God of Wisdom said, apart from having thick skin and thick flesh, and extremely strong vitality, this thing has no other characteristics.
It is as if the ancient beasts have focused all their talents on physical strength.
Judging from this severed claw alone, the physical strength of this ancient beast is comparable to that of the gods, but other than that, its body does not have any other abilities. Even Perficott has Not a single bit of magic power was detected.
This does not mean that ancient beasts can rely on magic power. In fact, the ability of this group to possess such outrageous physical fitness is closely related to the magic power environment.
It’s just that the ancient beasts focused all their talents on their bodies. They converted all the magic they absorbed into vitality and used it to strengthen their bodies, so that not even a single bit of magic could be detected in their bodies. It looks like a non-magic creature.
Other than that, the ancient beasts have no other talents. They cannot release magic and have no special talents. What they have is an incredibly strong body and an absurdly strong vitality.
But this thing gave Purfict a different kind of inspiration, and a great idea emerged in her mind.
"You plan to use the body of the ancient beast... you are simply crazy!" The God of Wisdom noticed Purficott's thoughts and couldn't help but sneered: "No one can control the ancient beasts. They are all muscular guys. Do you think the gods have not considered taming them?
It's useless! You can't control them, and their brains, made entirely of muscles, can't understand any complex commands. "
Hearing what the God of Wisdom said, Purficott became more confident in his plan.
"Who said I want to control them? I just need to make their bodies available to me. "Perfect laughed carelessly, and then used his knowledge of human body creation to start processing a small piece of experimental sample that he separated from the severed claw.
"Let me think about it, cloning is How did you do it? It seems that the cell nucleus needs to be extracted, then combined with the fertilized egg, and then matured in the mother's body? "Perfect recalled her memories before time travel. While mumbling words in her mouth, she kept operating her hands.
But what she was chanting made the God of Wisdom extremely frightened: “Has your world begun to encroach on the realm of the gods? ”
"You said life is forbidden area? Cloning does count. Before I traveled through time, humans were only the last step away from cloning themselves. It can even be said that they have succeeded. It is just restricted by law and morality and cannot be realized." Purficott explained. After a sentence, he shook his head and said: "However, this research was of little value at the time, because humans have found more suitable methods to achieve their goals."
Perficott did not say What kind of method is that? But judging from the non-stop operation of her hands, it is obvious that she understands this method.
"If you do this, you will..." The God of Wisdom wanted to persuade, but he didn't know what to persuade.
"Encroaching on the realm of the gods? I want to kill the gods, so what does it mean to encroach on their realm? Blaspheming life? If studying life is considered blasphemy, then who defined this blasphemy? I'll get it Kill him." Purficott directly attacked the God of Wisdom with two words, and at the same time said without saying anything: "If you are afraid that I will not be able to control the creation I created, then there is no need. I have no intention of giving it to you. This thing is a brain."
Perficott said, sealing the preliminarily processed experimental sample into a transparent container and pouring orange liquid into it.
After doing all this, Purficott sat down in front of the test bench, laid out a piece of white paper, and began to conceive of the design drawings based on the great idea in his mind. Looking at what Perficott had sketched on the drawing, the God of Wisdom only felt inexplicable fear.
She even asked tremblingly: "Have the gods of your world never stopped you from such blasphemous practices?"
"God? I'm sorry. "In that world, God does not exist." Purficott shrugged. In fact, she didn't know the answer to this question, because although no gods had really shown their existence in that world, the spread of religion and various mysterious events But it always makes people feel that the world is not that simple.
But this has nothing to do with Purficott. Now she just wants to complete the genius design in her hand.
Of course, if the saying that half a step ahead of the world is a genius and one step ahead is a madman is used as the criterion, then Purficott can indeed be regarded as a madman.
If what she wants to do is known to the church, even if she is a living saint personally proclaimed by the Patriarch, she will still be labeled as a heretic and sent to the stake.
But for Purficott, heresy? She has never believed in any god, even if this is a world where gods exist.
From another perspective, humans have always been heretics, because humans are always challenging the realm of gods until humans can control their own destiny and the entire world.
Perfect does not have the ambition to control the entire world, but she wants to control her own destiny instead of having her life interfered with by a group of gods who don't know where to come from.
So even if it was blasphemy, she would only accept the charge happily, then use the sword she forged to chop off the heads of the gods, and then nail them all to the ground.
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“Shay, are you back? Did your meeting with the Lord go well? The Lord wishes you What do you say about the gift?" When Shay's brother saw Shay coming back, he hurriedly asked him about the situation.
Although Shay only went to meet Purficott, for other people in the entire settlement, this was a major event related to their lives.
“The Lord has agreed to provide us with robots, but this matter still needs to go through the approval process. When I left Chernobog, I had already submitted a report to the relevant departments. With the efficiency of the Northern Territory, There will be news in a month at most." Shay explained to his brother, and then got down to business: "The Lord will send an investigation team over later to investigate the matter of the severed hand, brother. Let everyone be prepared to welcome it and don’t lose face in front of the lord!”
"Don't worry, I have more experience in this kind of thing than you!" Shay's brother is quite confident about this. As a former imperial civil servant, he is indeed very experienced in this matter.
The only thing that worried him was the question about the severed hand: "Can the investigation team sent by the lord really be able to deal with the owner of that hand? You know how hard that hand is. ”
(End of this chapter)