Chapter 221: The Creator of the Saints

For the so-called history of human genetic evolution, Chu Yu is not interested in the slightest.

But Gu Yawen quietly pulled him, looking at the meaning, it seemed that she wanted to continue listening, or continue to let Chu Yu listen.

Chu Yu was as good as a stream, and Bai Yue also knew that the death of the scab was approaching, so he began to fight with the other party again.

After listening to it for a while, Chu Yu gradually became fascinated, because this lean was different from any freak he had encountered before.

In other words, although he looks more freaked than a freak, he is a scientist in his bones.

Just a freak with pursuits, so to speak, not a freak who kills innocents indiscriminately for some ulterior purpose.

In addition, Bai Yue's knowledge also secretly surprised Chu Yu.

Because Bai Yue and Gang Weng can almost be said to be fluent, at least they also have a very in-depth understanding of genetics.

Whether it is the repetitive sequence of genes or the loss of genes, Africans, Indians and Oceanic people are more prominent in comparison, and Africans, especially Africans, have preserved more genes of human ancestors.

For example, many people have six pairs of CLPS genes, and this gene is related to pancreatic enzymes, which can directly reduce the glycemic index in the body, while a small number of people in Africa, the gene replication part can effectively protect the body, and this protective mechanism can almost completely eliminate the effects of sleeping sickness caused by vertebrate parasites.

That is to say, different races have different advantages in their genes, and the members of the saints are like re-editing and strengthening the genes of all these advantages, or in other words, the genes of the saints are more similar to those of ancient humans.

"If it was God who created the saints, then this God must have known about genetic programming, but only about it." ”

Chu Yu and Gu Yawen glanced at each other, and the latter asked with a complicated expression: "You mean to say that if non-human species are not evolved, but created, then the person who created them is like a guy who is not proficient in genetic transformation, relying on half-understood knowledge, to create saints?"

"That's right!" The scab looked at Gu Yawen and said lightly: "The genes of all the saints are chaotic, contradictory, and very complicated, just like an engineer who doesn't know about racing cars, he only knows the engine and tires and the general appearance of the racing car, and then without considering any physics and accessories parameters, he built a racing car, and the most surprising thing is that this empty racing car can move, and even the engine has more than seven thousand revolutions." ”

Gu Ya said inexplicably: "God, it is said that there should be light, and there is light, but no one knows why there is light. ”

This is an apt analogy. He nodded, adding, "Oh yes, there's another thing, and that's that the genes of the saints can't evolve. ”

"I know what you mean, what was created is always what it is. ”

"This is also what I don't understand, there is the possibility of evolution in the genes of any living thing, but the non-human species, even if they exist for 10,000 years, 100 million years, they do not have any possibility of evolution. ”

In addition to the bitter smile, it is still a bitter smile.

He finally understood that, according to the Saint Scholar Professional, these non-human species were all very contradictory intelligent beings.

However, the evolution of intelligent beings is an inevitable process with the passage of time and the changes of the environment.

But the saints are not.

This is one thing, a hammer deal, a one-time stereotype, and the saints may be the only species in this world that will not evolve.

The second is that the genetic chain of the saints is very complex, complex to the point of confusion, as if a clumsy forklift hits the engine of a tractor and then runs faster than an F1 car, which is not scientific at all.

In Gu Yawen's understanding, if there is really a God in this world, and human beings are still created by God, then the saints were also created by a creator similar to "God", but this creator with the same ability as God is a scumbag, and he is very careless when creating humanoid species or because the amount of knowledge storage is seriously insufficient.

It stands to reason that this kind of chaotic genes cannot adapt to the changes in the earth's environment, but the saints are alive, very unscientifically, and they can give birth to offspring, as for why they can survive and be able to conceive offspring, it is certainly not explained from the genetic point of view, the only explanation is still the sentence "God said, let there be light", the creator was blind, thinking in his heart, "Your life must be able to have children." "And then it turns out that these humanoids have always existed, and they can open houses and have children.

It's a pity that because the creator who created them is a scumbag, the non-human species can't evolve at all, and what it is like to be created, a lifetime, ten thousand years, eternity, is what it is, there is not the slightest possibility of evolution, and it is limited to living and having children.

From this point of view, even though humanoids are more powerful than normal humans, they cannot replace humans.

If after 10,000 years, the earth's environment is constantly changing, human beings have at least changed a lot in appearance in order to adapt, but saints, what should they be?

According to the survey, the number of humanoid species cannot exceed a certain number, and once it exceeds a certain number, the fertility rate will be greatly reduced, as if once they have a large number of people, there is a pair of big hands that stuff a "ring" into the body of a female non-human species.

Of course, it can also be understood as a pair of invisible hands buckling a "set" to the murder weapon of a male non-human species.

"Mentor. Gu Yawen looked at Chu Yu: "Do you think this kind of thing is very familiar?"

Chu Yu looked at Gu Yawen and said slightly, "You mean... Virtue bug?"

Ever since he knew that Dracula had created a high-level civilization, Chu Yu had always called the former Debug.

"No, I'm not saying it's about Dracula. Gu Yawen asked contemplatively, "I just think... Mentor, you say, in addition to Dracula, could there be many of his kind?"

Chu Yu shook his head.

He couldn't answer that question.

Even Dracula himself didn't know, let alone him.

Gu Yawen took a deep look

The scab then glanced at Chu Yu, and then walked out of the room.

Chu Yu followed out again.

He found something extremely interesting.

It stands to reason that Gu Yawen nominally works for Feng Kaishan, but when this girl faces Feng Kaishan, she is more like a friend than a subordinate, and she doesn't even need to say hello when she meets, the strangest thing is that Feng Kaishan has no trace of different colors, as if it is natural.

As soon as he went out, Chu Yu asked with a smile: "What is the relationship between you and Lao Feng, I think he can almost be said to be obedient to you, this is not like the relationship between superiors and subordinates, you two will not be... ”

"What do you say, Mentor? Gu Yawen's face flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly: "Although he is my boss in name, we are actually friends, and I am responsible for the emerging industrial fields, project patents, and pharmaceutical projects of the Feng Group, and the profits of these industries account for at least more than 30% of the overall profits of all industries of the group, and I don't even want dividends except for normal material needs, of course he believes me." ”

Chu Yu suddenly realized that the feeling was that Lao Feng had picked up a big bargain.

The traverser, who is still a scientist traverser, basically belongs to working for you for a day job, of course you have to serve your aunt and grandmother.

"I see. Chu Yu knew that he was wrong, and he Yile asked, "What did you call me out for?"

"Mentor, you really can't kill the Cultivator?"

"Why?"

"In the original history, he seemed to be ... No, not likely, but 100 percent, he's the vice president of the academy in College City. ”

"Damn!" Chu Yu was speechless: "Just this guy is still the vice president? Your academy is too cheap, this old man looks like a freak more than a freak, and he doesn't say anything if he looks ugly, it's just crazy, you look at what he did, kidnapping werewolves, kidnapping blood clans, dissecting them, the most important thing is that this guy also refining little ghosts to scourge Feng Kaishan and collude with Ju Zhengqi, this is a bastard." ”

"The gilded infant corpse, that is, that little ghost, is indeed made by a scab man, after all, he is the only one in Nangang who is proficient in this kind of Oriental evil art, but as far as I know, after that little ghost possessed Feng Kaishan's relatives, it seems that there are more elements of intimidation. ”

"What do you mean?"

"First of all, Feng Kaishan was not injured, and secondly, after the little ghost possessed him, he only brandished his weapon, but he did not directly cause substantial damage to Feng Kaishan. ”

"Do you mean that that little ghost just wants to scare and scare Feng Kaishan?" Chu Yuhu glanced at Gu Yawen suspiciously, always feeling that the other party was going to forcibly whitewash the scab.

"I'm too sure. Gu Yawen shrugged: "I just know that in the incident of the gilded infant corpse, no one was injured in the little ghost, oh yes, except for Feng Kaishan's father-in-law." ”

Chu Yu's face was a little red.

Feng Kaishan's father-in-law was injured by him.

Gu Yawen didn't notice Chu Yu's face, and said to herself: "Otherwise, let's go and ask me, if this leper is really a heinous person, it's not too late for you to make a decision." ”

"I still reserve my opinion that this old thing is not a good person at first glance. ”

"You have the final say. ”

Chu Yu snorted, pushed the door open, and prepared for the three-hall trial.