For the first time, Feng Hua felt that it was a very pleasant thing for someone to slam the door.

The target of Thirty-Two was obvious, it was Ling Ming who was standing there chirping crookedly, thinking that Thirty-Two had no intention of accidentally injuring the prison guards, and the door was flying towards Ling Ming vertically.

The door was not thrown out horizontally, the resistance was small and the speed was fast, Ling Ming wanted to dodge, but he was still rubbed on the arm by the doorknob, and suddenly a hole was ripped out of his sleeve.

Through that mouth, Feng Hua could see the flesh that was already red and swollen inside.

The tall figure of thirty-two rushed out of the room, he didn't say a word superfluously, he directly picked up Ling Ming's sleeve and threw him to the ground.

"A32, stop!"

The prison guard was taken aback, he saw that Thirty-Two didn't want to attack him for a while, and hurriedly turned off the alarm, trying to make Thirty-two let go of Dawn with the large number of people.

How could a commander with an excellent physical strength level be able to withstand the heavy hand of thirty-two strokes.

Just this moment, Liming's face and neck quickly became red and swollen, and the whole person looked like a pig scalded by boiling water.

Seeing this situation, Feng Hua really couldn't hold back and applauded happily.

Hearing the applause, Thirty-Two actually stopped the movement in his hand, he was still holding Ling Ming's neckline with one hand, but the next moment he lifted Ling Ming up, it seemed that he wanted to hand someone to Feng Hua.

"I want to beat him." Thirty-two said in a declarative sentence.

"Yes, but I can't beat it. If I beat up, I'll be convicted, and I might want to stay here for the rest of my life. Feng Hua said jokingly.

In fact, she wasn't afraid of this, because even if she beat Ling Ming today, at most, it would not be easy to explain later, but as long as the people from the Republic came, she would not be locked up here for the rest of her life.

"Isn't it good to stay here for the rest of your life?" Thirty-two frowned.

"Ask him, I'm a mecha warrior, and I'm not distracted." Feng Hua pointed to the person holding the thirty-two in his hand and threw the question out.

Feng Hua is not a fool, she still knows very well what she can and can't say.

If she said something that stimulated Thirty-Two, maybe she would really be locked up here for the rest of her life.

She could see that the expression of the prison guards was not at all worried about what harm Thirty-Two would cause to Ling Ming, they were worried that when Ling Ming struggled, it would hurt Thirty-two's scorched skin.

Ling Ming is the son of a general or a lieutenant general, and there is a grandfather of an interstellar marshal, even if it is useless, it is always someone else's face!

Under this relationship, the prison guards would still worry about thirty-two, tsk, why didn't they worry that she would hurt thirty-two, and helped Ling Ming put her next door to thirty-two.

It's complicated.

The question was thrown to Ling Ming, and Thirty-Two first glanced at Feng Hua, and after making sure that she was serious, he shook Ling Ming, who was being held.

"You say."

"Say what?" Ling Ming asked inarticulately.

"Isn't it good to stay here for the rest of your life?" Thirty-two repeated the question.

“…… Well, it's good, it's my lifelong dream to be in one place for the rest of my life. ”

Yes, Feng Hua is Ling Ming's master, what he said was true, but the place where Ling Ming wanted to stay was not here, but the power center he wanted to go to.

If he is allowed to enter the center of power, maybe he will really not leave the capital system of the Federation for the rest of his life.

Perhaps it was Ling Ming's sincerity that moved Thirty-Two, and after Ling Ming said this, Thirty-Two put him down. and pushed him to the side of the prison guard.

"Take this person away, you can repair the door, I'll stay in her room for a while."

The prison guard didn't have any doubts about Thirty-Two's decision, he hurriedly grabbed Ling Ming and ran in the other direction, for fear that he would regret it if he ran Thirty-Two slowly.

Before running, the prison guard did not forget to unlock the door of Feng Hua's room.

This is not worried about her personal safety as a minor at all!

Feng Hua took a step back to make way for a place, and at the same time dragged out a chair so that Thirty-Two had a place to sit.

Thirty-two sat down honestly, and then said, "I know he is lying, he doesn't think it's a good thing to stay on this planet for the rest of his life. ”

Feng Hua nodded.

"You think so, I know."

Now that you know everything, why do you ask her?

"I've been thinking a lot about it these days after talking to you before." Thirty-two looked at the smooth ground with a pensive expression on his face, "Do you know why I'm thirty-two?" ”

How did Feng Hua know why he was thirty-two, and she didn't know why she was D2397.

"I wasn't born naturally, I was artificially bred."

In the interstellar era, because of the development of science and technology, childbirth is no longer a problem.

In the way of reproduction, there are two main ways of reproduction: natural reproduction and scientific reproduction.

Natural fertility is the birth that has been present since the beginning of human beings. Conceived naturally and conceived in October, the fetus will induce mental power under the guidance of the mother's mental power and has a 97% chance of inheriting the mother's mental power potential.

In natural fertility, the physical strength of the fetus is uncontrollable, but in general it is superior to scientific fertility.

Scientific fertility is because both parents cannot conceive naturally due to various problems, so it is necessary to develop the fetus under artificial intervention.

For example, the mother's body cannot withstand the pregnancy in October, so the fetus is removed from the body for cultivation. For example, if one of the parents is transgender, then the genetics of the transgender parent will be artificially selected.

The children born in this case, even under artificial intervention, are not as good as the children born naturally in various comparisons.

In addition to these two main fertility methods, there is also a more well-known fertility method, that is, artificial breeding.

For Feng Hua, that has to be changed to another word, that is, cloning.

The cloning of the interstellar age is not the same as that of the Earth era, and the cloning at this time will artificially screen the genes in order to make the cloned person have the best genes.

It's just that this kind of fertility method is very problematic, and the children born may have a high level of physical strength, but a surprisingly low level of mental strength.

Thirty-two is a cloned child of a person.

He is called the thirty-two only because he is the thirty-second baby who has managed to live to leave the mother's womb.

Though he was called thirty-two, from one to thirty-one, and from thirty-three to infinity behind, none of them survived adulthood.

Only thirty-two, survived adulthood, lived to be forty years old, but because of his own will, he stayed in this prison planet.

"My cells originated more than a thousand years ago, but I live more than a thousand years later, I have no memory of the cell body, and I don't even have a name after I was taken back to the Federation, so I'm thirty-two."

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