139 Status of clones
It was the first time Feng Ling had entered the flagship of 1018, and the guiding beam directly dragged the three of them into the command cabin.
Like most Imperial warships, the flagship's command bay is flanked by a large curved porthole that offers an unobstructed view of the starry sky ahead.
Facing the porthole is the seat of the commander of the battleship and the main control station, and behind it is a large control station with three full rows, at this time, because it is a simple intraplanetary navigation, there are only two lieutenants on duty on the control platform.
Seeing the chief officer, the two people immediately stood up and gave a neat military salute.
After 1018 returned the salute, he simply ordered: "Go to Manor 18." β
He paused, and then explained to Feng Ling, who was already helping his daughter to sit on the commander's ergonomic chair, "My manor is relatively well-equipped, and it is more convenient to do anything. β
Feng Ling glanced at 1018 quite unexpectedly, in the past, this man always liked to ignore the answers, and turned a deaf ear, but today it is rare to explain.
She nodded, "I understand." β
The eyes of the two people intersected in the air, and at the same time understood each other's intentions: everything, focus on your daughter!
1018 retracted his gaze, and for the first time, he felt that his daughter's mother seemed to be fine.
Manor 18 is located at the other end of the Emperor Star, but for a Legion Commander-level flagship that can sail across the Star Domain, this distance is not enough to accelerate.
Just ten minutes later, the traction beam fell again, and 1018 stood beside his wife and daughter, looking at the vast manor below, a gift he had given to her after she entered the Imperial Military Academy.
It's just that the daughter usually lives in the academy, and this manor is of little use.
Feng Ling's beautiful eyes flashed, and she assessed the value of the manor in front of her in her heart, and silently doubled the price of the wine in the upcoming royal reception in a month.
Oh, these evil and meritorious legionnaires!
When their feet touched the ground of the manor, the street lamps in the manor, like dominoes, lit up one after another.
Like the start of a firecracker, after the last street lamp was lit up, the entire room in the manor was lit up in an instant.
At the same time, the people in the manor were azzious, and a line of Emilians dressed in waiter and maid costumes lined up to greet them.
As we all know, as a third-class citizen of the empire, the Emile people became the first choice for servants in the homes of the powerful because of their beautiful appearance and gentle and considerate character, coupled with diligence and loyalty.
However, if you want to hire them, you have to pay expensive residency fees for them.
In Feng Ling's own small villa, he only uses intelligent robots to manage the villa.
She quietly doubled the price of the drink, and doubled it again.
The three of them quickly entered the master bedroom above the hall on the first floor, which was half the size of the hall below, but it was a little crowded because it was full of things.
Feng Ling's gaze swept over the displays: the classic style of the ancient laser gun, the creature mecha that emitted a glowing blue light, and the most exaggerated was the single-piloted cruiser located in the corner of the room, taking up a quarter of the room.
This pocket-sized cruiser, claimed to be the smallest interstellar travel vehicle, has no problem transporting passengers from the main star to the companion star.
But in fact, this kind of cruiser is very chicken.
Before using it, you need to apply to the Imperial Star Tower, and then you have to pay a huge amount of military merit before you can take off.
With this effort, you can use this military merit to exchange for a ticket for the Imperial Star Voyage, and you can fly out of the galaxy.
Feng Ling knew that all these displays in the room were gifts from 1018 to her daughter.
She really didn't choose the wrong person in the first place.
Half hugged her daughter to the exquisite big bed in the middle, helped her lie down, Feng Ling carefully covered the quilt, looked at her daughter gently, and said softly: "Sleep, sleep and get up." β
Yuan Wanying looked at her mother steadily, watching the soft yellow light on her body and the yellow light on the admiral's father intertwined, filling the entire room-
After staying on Earth for so long, she awakened the soul talent of love and hate very early, Yuan Wanying naturally knew what this level of yellow light represented-
It represents that the love of the two people in front of her has reached the level of doting, and she can ask for it and do whatever she wants.
Yuan Wanying finally made up her mind, reached out and grabbed her mother's sleeve, and looked at her mother with blazing eyes.
Feng Ling was slightly stunned, and her heart quickly softened because of her daughter's coquettish little action, and she said gently: "Mom is here, Mom won't leave." β
Yuan Wanying took a deep breath, stretched out her right fist, and slowly stretched out her fingers, 1018 and Feng Ling, and at the same time, involuntarily looked towards her right hand: but saw that on her daughter's white palm, there were two black hairs with a length of only 1 millimeter.
She asked softly, "Dad, Mommy, can you help me clone these two people?" β
1018 keenly noticed that the moment his daughter's palm was spread out and he saw two black hairs, Feng Ling's face turned pale in an instant, and he grabbed his chest tightly, and his breathing became short.
In the next second, this senior female spirit, who had performed spiritual descent many times, regained her composure, and when her daughter's eyes were removed from her, she would uncontrollably reveal bursts of heartache.
1018's heart sank, her daughter must have had an accident! And it's a big accident!
The young and handsome regiment commander still had a calm face, and asked in a gentle tone, "Who are they?" Is it convenient to say? β
The two names turned on the tip of their tongues, and finally turned into a ball of sadness, which was stalked in her throat, and Yuan Wanying couldn't hide her sadness: "They areβ"
"My parents on Earth."
"Theyβ"
"It's gone."
In just two sentences, she said it with difficulty several times before she finished speaking, and after she finished speaking, her eyes were already red.
Feng Ling subconsciously glanced at 1018, and 1018 just happened to see her, the complicated feelings of the two people, probably only the other party, can understand.
It's a little sour, a little astringent, and a little sad.
1018 lowered his eyes and handed over the right to speak to Feng Ling.
Feng Ling slowly exhaled a long breath, facing her daughter who was looking at her with blank eyes, she did not immediately agree to her daughter's request, but changed her words:
"The empire's cloning technology has been very developed, and the incurable disease of malignant tumors tens of thousands of years ago has disappeared because cloned organs can completely replace diseased organs."
Yuan Wanying nodded, she had also been exposed to this knowledge when she was studying in the academy.
Feng Ling asked rhetorically, "Then do you know why, until today, the empire still does not recognize the identity of clones?" β
Yuan Wanying was stunned for a moment, in the inheritance she accepted, the knowledge about cloning was detailed, give her a high-end laboratory, give her a period of time, she can completely clone one herself.
However, she really didn't think about her mother's problem.