Chapter Twenty-Nine: Choosing the Ant-Man Race
Is the specialty the mind?
Odyssel showed a hint of hesitation and disappointment.
Any martial artist will believe more in real hard power.
For example, sharp claws, hard scale armor, sharp bird peck... This is equivalent to a close weapon that grows stronger with the body.
That's what really powerful creatures are!
Any powerful warrior knows how important a weapon is to have a handy hand, and bare hands and a sharp blade are completely two kinds of combat power.
"A weapon is a head, can it be a hard head, can it be used as a blunt weapon to hit the enemy?" Odyssey couldn't help but ask in confusion.
Yes?
Using the skull as a weapon, what kind of person has this kind of thinking?
Fu Qingjun's head was also stunned for several seconds before he reacted to this kind of brain circuit.
If you think about it, it is a matter of course, and even inevitable.
The civilization structure of this world is too simple.
The history of development is short, and it is all pure violence that goes straight to the point, and there is no such understanding.
Now they think that this race uses its head as a weapon, resulting in a very low combat power, which can only be regarded as a low-level attack weapon, and it is good to have it... Don't force too much.
"It's true that the mind is used as a weapon, but it is not really the mind as a weapon. ”
After thinking about it clearly, Fu Qingjun just smiled and said directly: "You are about to transform into part of the structure of this race, only a soft body, humble strength, no claws, fangs, scales... It is a lump of unprotected meat, without any weapons that can be used as an attack, but it can also have any weapon. ”
"How is that possible?"
Odyssel looked more and more shocked and surprised, "How could this creature, which looks like a lump of soft flesh without any armor, have any weapons?"
He couldn't comprehend something that was beyond his knowledge, he didn't have a weapon, but how could he have any weapon?
It's already a bit silly.
"Their weapons, here. ”
Fu Qingjun pointed to his head seriously, and said with a gentle smile: "In this type of race, weapons do not come from a certain hard organ that comes with the body, but from the outside to find hard objects as weapons, so they can always be improved and have infinite possibilities." ”
"Infinite possible weapons, made by this race?" Odyssel looked yearning.
The world is armed.
Because it is the nature of any intelligent life to use weapons, but weapons are simple, and almost none, that is, to attack with the debris of wood that can be found everywhere.
On this table, not to mention metals, even minerals, stones, bones... These hard-hitting weapons and tools are not available, so in their cognition, weapons are extremely fragile, and the body is the strongest weapon.
"Of course, the strength of this civilization is the most uncertain. ”
Fu Qingjun said: "I'm just teaching you the Tinder, teaching you the initial use, whether it can be comparable to the other four races that are inherently powerful and have sharp blades, it depends on you on the ground. ”
"Can you tell me what the weapon looks like?" Odyssel asked cautiously.
Fu Qingjun thought for a while, and just replied, "Knives, guns, sticks, sticks, swords." ”
He casually sketched the appearance of weapons on the ground, and stated that they were harder than biological bones and claws.
After all, the bodies and bones of most creatures are difficult to resist metal blades.
Odyssel was also very moved to hear it, "But the materials you said..."
"I can also trade materials to you. Fu Qingjun solved the last doubt.
"I do!"
Odyssel's eyes lit up with flames, "If you can, please let the new powerhouses of the surrounding tribes also accept the leap of the entire life class!"
Fu Qingjun nodded, not surprised.
Soon, Odyssel brought back companions from all directions.
Almost half of the ordinary creatures of the earth gathered here, and they came to this tribe to sit in a huge flat square and be baptized by a new race.
Each of them merged into the bloodline of a new life, and the whole head was metamorphosing and shattering.
Soon, a subhuman head gradually grew, and the genetic sequence of part of the soul from humans showed dominant characteristics, but it was not the full face of modern humans, but similar to primitive ape-man, or relatively deformed primitive ape-man, with two ant fangs very protruding.
At the same time, because of the different degrees and directions of fusion, none of their appearances are completely identical, and they are strangely shaped, like various random stitching monsters of ants and humans.
"We made it!"
"I feel my ceiling, I'm pulling up!"
"Thank you so much! You come from a higher dimensional civilization, and you are willing to help us, a lower civilization, who has just possessed the bottom of all things where wisdom is located. ”
In this way, our earthly beings also have the power to protect themselves. ”
There were cheers all around, reverence and fanaticism.
Fu Qingjun smiled and observed them from a distance, but kept recording the record of this test in his heart:
"They did it again on their own, and the success rate was similar to the previous one. ”
Then the answer is obvious, we humans and other animals do not have any obvious stronger qualitative changes, they belong to the same biological level, so the difficulty of integration is the same. ”
"And with the deformity of the soul, their bodies began to gradually appear aberrations, aliens, disabilities corresponding to the appearance of the soul... It's like a gerre cross in a zoo, or a mule descended from a horse and a donkey. ”
"This kind of genetically modified organisms have great genetic defects, but they are afraid that they are very unstable. ”
"It can only be said that they are incomplete, but they are already independent new species, and they will gradually stabilize their life structure through the adjustment of their offspring, forming the subhuman ant family. ”
Martial arts training is to constantly stimulate one's physical potential, muscles and bones, run-in... After several generations, Fu Qingjun has no doubt that a new genetically modified species will soon take shape.
"However, the mutilation of one generation is necessary, and without the mutilated ancestors, there will be no later glorious descendants. ”
Just like the apes of the human ancestors millions of years ago, if they had not been able to adapt and adapt in the mutilation, there would be no human species dominating the earth.
Fu Qingjun kept sorting it out, and that little girl never thought that her soul DNA would create a race.
In a sense, she is the great ancestor of this Ant-Man race!
It was she who shared a part of her soul and created a new life.
"Even if she loses her head, she should maintain her pride. ”
It's not that Fu Qingjun doesn't want to use his soul DNA, it's because he has become less human, it seems that his six thousand soul superpositions have become unknown creatures, and the NDA sequence has become confused and mysterious, and he is also changing his body.
So there is no way to fuse them at all, you can only find a real ordinary human race...
"Thank you so much!"
"You have given us a distant future!"
The creatures of this era are extremely honest, and they are very happy to be grateful to themselves, and they talk to themselves, unknown beings of mysterious other advanced civilizations.
"And we, what do we have to pay?" Odyssel looked very rational.
He's very smart.
Before asking himself what the other party could give them, but not asking what price he had to pay, it was because he thought that he had nothing, as long as the other party could come up with something he liked, all the requests were acceptable, even if they were asked to die, sacrifice their own race, all kinds of rude demands.
"All I want is a forged weapon, and I'll get a point. Fu Qingjun smiled lightly and gently: "This request should not be too much. ”
They were astonished, and their eyes swelled with fanatical gratitude and adoration, for they knew that it was like giving it away for nothing.