"But the Vault Dweller is an adult, maybe they'd be willing?" Sandra didn't expect to risk the children either, she targeted the seven young adult exiles.

"But they are...... It's a poor person, after suffering so much, you can't see them live a good life for a few days? Hong Tao almost said that he was his descendant, blinking his little eyes, only to find another very reluctant excuse.

"Dantès, Sandra is right, whether it is to build a family or a country, someone must pay. They are your clansmen, and they will be the group that will benefit the most in the future, and they should pay at the critical moment, which is very reasonable. ”

As the nominal leader of the organization, the empress is still very low-key, and usually does not interfere with Hong Tao's arrangements. But this time it's time to stand up and do justice, because it's her job to rule over the Vault Dweller and the children.

"Would you like to be a clone pilot? Shut up, you don't have the right to speak up until you reach adulthood, the only right is to learn! ”

The empress has to think seriously about it as soon as she opens her mouth, and this statement does make sense, a very important force in the organization in the future is the Vault Dweller, if they don't pay anything, why enjoy it?

But the success rate of becoming a clone pilot is too low, and even with professional brain scanning and consciousness transfer equipment, ordinary people who have not been trained are still dead. You still can't make your own decisions about this for others, you have to listen to the Vault Dweller's opinion.

The seven Vault Dwellers of the "......" had been standing quietly as observers, presumably not yet accustomed to being free men, and even if they had ideas, they did not dare to take the initiative. Now that Hong Tao asked by name, he still didn't squeak, just nodded in unison, with a very urgent expression on his face.

"The process will be dangerous, and the slightest deviation will cost you your life!" Hong Tao felt that they didn't understand, and emphasized the danger again.

"Master, can't a cloned pilot be a slave?" This time someone finally spoke, and it was still the same young man who had bumped into Old John in person, and he had dense grid tattoos on his face, which looked a little scary.

"Anyone who becomes a clone pilot will be protected by the laws of the Ministry of Unification for life, and even the Emperor has no right to enslave." The empress understood the slave's thoughts better, and gave the answer first without waiting for Hong Tao to answer, and also endorsed it as the emperor.

"Master, we do!" Don't look at Refa is no longer the emperor, but the aura is still there, these days the Vault Dwellers can't help but kneel down and salute when they see her, and they are corrected by Hong Tao many times before they barely dare to stand in front of the empress. As soon as she asked her to answer like this, the seven of them knelt down again, but this time they knelt down for Hong Tao, and their fourteen young eyes were full of expectation.

“…… Uncle dear, you come to help them do the check, and the one with a success rate of less than 10% is not allowed to transfer consciousness, otherwise I will delete your program! ”

Not to mention that they are only nominal descendants, even if all 7 of them are their own sons, Hong Tao can't refuse at this moment. Now I can only pin my hope on my uncle, if a few of them do not meet the requirements after inspection, others will have nothing to say.

The reality was even more cruel than Hong Tao expected, only one of the seven people had a success rate of less than 10%, and the remaining six died in less than two days, and only the young man with a full face survived, and luckily became a clone pilot.

The bodies of the five companions were loaded into the container by the two of them by their own hands, humming an unknown tune, with sadness in their expressions, but more relief than in them. The scene was very eerie, not like a funeral but more like a farewell, just waving goodbye, not a single tear or crying from beginning to end.

"They were taken away by the Holy Beast, and there is no suffering, no disease, only happiness on the planet of the Holy Beast!" When the container floated away, Grid Face and Hong Tao explained it like this, and there was a bit of yearning in their eyes.

"I should be closer to the Holy Beast, why didn't I know there was such a place?" Hong Tao was very irritable, in addition to feeling sorry for the lives of these descendants, he also had an urge to beat people.

“…… It was the elders of the clan who said it......" The other young man saw that the big man in front of him was not very happy, but he didn't know what he said wrong.

"Congratulations, Dantes, now you have one more clone pilot in your family!" Not everyone is afraid of Hong Tao, for example, the empress is not afraid, and she specially picks and chooses things that she doesn't like to hear.

"How do I feel about losing five very nice young people!" Hong Tao really can't do anything about this empress, if the clone can still be beaten on the ground, it's okay to beat him into a pig's head, and now he can only talk about it.

"If the success rate of consciousness transfer can reach 10 to 1, governments and ministries will be crazy. You're a really good robot, can you build me one too? ”

If the empress knew the word turtle, she must give it to Hong Tao immediately. She is also a knowledgeable person, and after so many days of contact, she has felt that many things are the credit of her uncle.

"If Your Majesty is willing to do a consciousness transfer, I will give it to you!" Hong Tao was very generous and immediately expressed his willingness to cut his love.

"Do you regret saving me?" In fact, the empress also understands in her heart that it is difficult for ordinary people to communicate seamlessly with the main brain like a clone pilot, and she just wants to tease Hong Tao to talk, which can be regarded as a way to divert bad emotions.

"I didn't want to save it in the first place, she was all to blame!" Hong Tao snorted at the princess of flower poison, this is good, seeing so many people die, there is no reaction at all, and she is constantly discussing with her uncle why she is a princess, why can't she increase the success rate of cloning, and she is about to shut down the uncle.

"You are a smart person, you should be able to understand the difference between a person and a group of people, and you have to face trade-offs when you become a leader. Actually, I think you did a very good job, especially the performance just now is very sympathetic. ”

The empress didn't pay attention to the vicious verbal attack, but whispered to evaluate Hong Tao's gains and losses in this matter, which meant that she wanted to impart experience and cultivate a successor

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"If you have a misunderstanding, you will be responsible for all these things in the future, and you will decide the trade-offs. I just want to find a place for people to stay, and I don't want to take them to become a country through hard work, but I have no objection to you doing it. ”

Don't be funny, Hong Tao must bow down to the New Edenians on scientific and technological issues, but he really doesn't need them to teach him on political issues. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and they have not seen any tricks, and the doctrine of great material abundance and spiritual improvement is still far away.

"What would you do if one day I did something that you wouldn't agree with?" The empress could partially understand what Hong Tao meant, and the two of them also had this convenient exchange when they fled in the spaceship, and the results were similar. The man seemed to hate power, but he didn't share the sheer anarchism of Gustas, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Then I'll run away with the people you have abandoned again, and get away from you. The universe is so big, why bother to choose in one place, where you can't live. If social progress and scientific and technological development can only be accelerated after trade-offs, I think it doesn't matter if it is slow, and no one is forced to be fast, so why be so nervous. ”

Not only the empress can't see through it, but in fact, Hong Tao himself can't see through herself. Wear and wear, every life has to re-correct the world view and outlook on life, all mixed up and messed up, the final result is that I feel that there is a problem no matter how I get it, and it can't be done if I don't get it, and it's a contradiction.

"What's your name!" And Hong Tao doesn't want to discuss this issue with anyone yet, because no one can fully understand him, and the discussion will inevitably be fruitless. So what are you talking about, let's get down to business.

"July Volcano!" The young man who had just become a clone pilot seemed to have become a clone with his personality, always smiling at anyone he saw.

"I'm not asking for your nickname, it's your name!" From a silent and melancholy person suddenly became a person with a smirk on his face, and he didn't speak with the same lips as the horse's mouth, Hong Tao felt that it was a failure to clone, the person was not dead, but his brain was broken.

“…… July...... Volcano ......" The young man was still giggling.