On the first floor of the Moon Palace, Cassia sat on a stone chair, quietly looking at the stone stroller in front of him, and Little Tucci, the first ancestor of the rat people, slept quietly in it.

He had already had a preliminary examination of Tucci's body before, it was healthy, and it was amazing, this was the first intelligent creature in the Atlantic world.

In fact, Cassia is still a little afraid, after all, Tucci was bred from the body of a mouse, and he invested almost all his belongings in it, if it was doped with human genes, resulting in the final production failure, then he was really a good hand to play a bad hand.

Thinking of this, Cassia looked at the sleeping Tucci and slowly closed his eyes, feeling the change this time.

First of all, the spirit points have risen from the remaining 3 units to 153 units, which is 150 points more, and the utilization rate has increased geometrically.

The second is that Cassia and the Atlanta world are more closely integrated, and some operations have become more handy, such as:

With a soft snap, Cassia snapped his fingers, and a wisp of flame appeared on his fingertips, and he could feel the molecules in the flame constantly moving, constantly transforming and transforming, and constantly releasing energy.

This kind of operation, which used to require him to concentrate and carry out carefully, is now almost instinctive, relaxed and effortless, and the energy points consumed are negligible.

Then, he can carry out 'will transmission' to the creatures of the Atlantic world, of course, this name is given by him, to the effect that he can directly reflect his thoughts and meanings in the brains of creatures, but he can't force high-intelligence creatures to accept, but he has a certain coercive effect on low-intelligence creatures.

Finally, and most importantly, he was able to take things out of the Atlantic world, including living creatures.

"That's gone?" Cassia opened his eyes and asked himself suspiciously, he still thought that he could make some progress in his genes, so that he didn't have to deduct the genetic sequence everywhere like needlework.

But this is also quite powerful, especially the increase in spiritual points and the improvement of utilization, if you add the last one, then now you can say that you have really taken a big step towards 'God'.

After confirming his ascension, Cassia got up and came to Tucci's side, looking at his cute appearance, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose, as if sensing that someone was touching him, little Tucci turned over on his side and continued to sleep.

Cassia chuckled and withdrew his palm, as a drop of blood floated out of his palm, it was the blood of little Tucci, and Cassia intended to continue differentiating germ cells based on this.

Because the innate ability is added to the gene using a viral infection, it cannot be displayed on the gene template, and it cannot be directly condensed through the template, in that case, every time it is condensed, Cassia will consume spirit points to mark the spirit.

However, differentiating with Tucci's blood means that the spirit mark is weakened, and in the nezumi clan, Tucci will have the highest talent ceiling, and no matter how many generations pass, there will be no talent limit that exceeds his existence.

After the death of the nezumi individual, the mental markers in the body will be randomly assigned to the new individual born at the same time by the Atlanta World database.

In this way, the greater the number of nezumi, the lower the average talent of the race, and when they encounter a major disaster, the casualties are too heavy, and the mental markers are concentrated, a new leader will appear to lead them through the difficulties.

In the design of Cassia Vision, the activation threshold of various abilities is not the same, most of it depends on what their will is, when their lives are settled, there is no threat from the outside world, the spiritual mark will only be lurking in the body, and the talent awakened will be greatly reduced.

Everyone has books to read, everyone has exercises, and it depends on whether he is willing or not.

Among them, the ability to live is the most difficult, not only are there few mental markers, but they are also extremely unstable, and apart from Tucci, Cassia can't even think of any rat people who can activate and maintain normalcy.

In fact, there is no need for him to add this ability at all, but it is a last resort when it comes to the beginning, and that gene is taken from the tortoise, and his setup is more cumbersome, so ordinary rat people activate it is a long-lived hundred-year-old, not to the point of eternal life.

After collecting the blood, Cassia returned to the third floor, condensed six large rats, and then differentiated the blood into germ cells and sent them into the body, all of them are twins, if they can all succeed, plus Tucci, these thirteen rat people will be the source of this race.

After doing all this, he released the large rats into the clearing, and Cassia greeted Brother Eagle to the effect that he should not mess with the rats, and then he left the Atlantan world with Tucci in his arms.

..................

On the sofa in the living room, Cassia slowly opened his eyes, feeling that there was something more in his arms, and he looked down to see that it was little Tucci.

"I finally brought it back, but this time it consumed 1 spirit point, which is enough to turn over half of the continent, alas, it's not forbidden. Cassia shook his head and didn't dwell on it anymore, anyway, let's just try it.

In the following week, before the cassia of his girlfriend, he experienced the life of a daddy in advance, and a week later, he appeared in the Moon Palace again with milk powder and little Tucci, and this time, the twelve King Kongs of the nezumi clan were about to be born.

Also like last time, the six rat mothers were more or less frightened, but fortunately, these twelve little ones came to the Atlanta world smoothly, and the first floor, which was originally a living area, suddenly became a baby room.

But fortunately, Cassia has a new ability, he genetically modifies the sickle monsters, turns their forelimbs into spatula-like soft bodies, and forcibly reverses their will, and the thirteen personal nannies are out of the pot.

Then, according to the original forelimb genes of the Scythe Monster, he created some more as guards, and enclosed a piece of land near the sea in the southern continent and in a less dangerous place.

Before Cassia left, he gave an order to all the sickle monsters: after the milk powder is used up, a big bird will appear, and will send some plant fruits and other food every night, and after four spring and autumn, there will be a light path at the main entrance here, and you will take all the cubs all the way down, and live in place to protect their safety.

After saying that, Cassia waved his hand and condensed about ten kilograms of gold, and then turned and left the Atlantic world.

When he returned to Cassia in the real world, the first thing he did was to call Zixuan, who had not yet gone abroad, because it was not so easy for this batch of gold to sell.

But for Zixuan, there are still some ways, his family not only runs a supermarket, but also involves catering and jewelry, and his father even invested in a local scenic spot, he is a veritable rich second generation.

"Hey, Zixuan?"

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Something, can you help me with something, it's just ...... Gold?"

"Where did you get the gold? How much?"

"Ten kilograms, about. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The next day, Zixuan took the gold under Cassia's sincere gaze, and before leaving, under Zixuan's questioning, Cassia admitted that it was his seventh uncle and grandfather who had passed away, which was his legacy.

Regardless of whether Zixuan believes it or not, he believes it anyway.

Subsequently, under the efficiency of Zixuan, who didn't know what mood he was in, Cassia quickly got a deposit of about 3.4 million.

Because he was only treated for three months for cancer, the cost did not continue to rise, but the surgery was still done three times, and the cost of adding drugs and other expenses was about 300,000 yuan.

The day after he got the money, Cassia returned them one by one according to the entries in the ledger, and called to inform him.

After paying off the bill, he went to the hospital again and submitted his resignation report, although he was only a warehouse manager, but he did things step by step, and he still went there in person.

After he was fine, he lay down comfortably for two days, and at the same time found that his mental strength had an upward trend, which made him feel a little secretly happy in his heart.

In the next period of time, Cassia took the time to go to the zoo, and at this time, the benefits of rising mental power were reflected, and he wandered in it for a whole day, collecting a large bag of various animal hairs.

Then it's boring at home to make fattening...... Do scientific research, including but not limited to the conjecture of various 'mod plug-ins', the conjecture of the body design of each intelligent race, and the personality development design of each intelligent race.

For example, the rat people are flexible, fast, quick to react, and like to store food, especially in the future, using poison will be their forte.

Half a month has passed like this, and at the speed of time of 1:365, almost fifteen years have passed in the Atlanta world, and those rat people should have lived on land for eleven years, and Cassia felt that it was time to go back and see.

As soon as Cassia came to the Moon Palace this time, he turned up the flow of time a little more, because he planned to stay here for a while, maybe a few months, maybe a year or two.

For Cassia now, his entire life has almost become one with the Atlanta world, because he knows that everything here is real, not imaginary, and in terms of his life, is there any difference between being inside and outside?

Cassia smiled and shook his head, looking at the scenery outside the crystal ball, and muttered to himself, "Is there already a simple tribe? ”

It's part of the southern continent by the sea, and a little further on the north continent, but for the rat people, they don't know this.

At night, young Tucci got up and peed, and after startling a small beetle away, he looked up at the moon while putting water in the water.

Tucci always felt familiar to it, but he couldn't remember what it was, just a big glowing ball that could come out every night to let the wind out.

And then there's the little ones, they're only a little bit smaller, but they have the same head and tail as themselves, which is weird.

He also doesn't remember where he came from, and the strange sickle bugs that don't seem to be the same as the ones outside, not only protecting them, but always bringing them some food.

But now it's all up to them, the last Scythe Warrior has been dead for a long time, and the big bird hasn't been here for a long time.

There are still some things in his mind that he doesn't know what they don't understand, but there is one thing that seems to exist only in his own mind: Tucci Skavin, my name is Tucci Skavin.

When Tucci finished the water, he shivered lightly, didn't think about the strange things, turned around and went back to bed, and got up early tomorrow to go out to catch bugs.

And just as he turned around, the moon in the sky suddenly brightened, illuminating the night sky as if it were day, when a ball of light fell from the sky and landed not far away, and Tucci was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his eyes full of horror.

Then, in his line of sight, a figure wearing a white robe and hood with an unclear face stepped out of the light.

The figure was friendly and sacred in the light behind him, and he looked at Tucci with interest, and said softly:

"Tucci Skavin?"