Liu Hao, who lost consciousness, didn't know where he was, but was immersed in deep darkness.

Suddenly, two rays of light lit up, one blue and one green, twisting and rotating, reflecting each other, like two beautiful elves, making this dead space a little more vibrant.

There was a thin crack diagonally across the slightly larger blue spirit core, which was eye-catching and dazzling, as if it was unbearable pain, and the light was slightly dim.

The slightly smaller green spirit core looked weak, and seemed a little anxious, but there was nothing to be done, so it could only stare at it with concerned eyes.

Without Liu Hao's control, it seems that the two spirit cores have their own consciousness, and there is only a slender silk thread connecting each other, symbolizing their close relationship with each other.

Since entering the whirlpool, the green spirit core has been wrapped and imprisoned by this mysterious space.

However, it did not panic, because in the dark, it seemed to be able to feel the bursts of kindness and warmth transmitted from its surroundings.

The eight planes, which were originally as smooth as mirrors, seem to be slowly carved with complex or simple patterns by a dexterous hand, like vines growing together, extending from one corner to another.

Some of them are like lush giant trees, some are like strange beasts, circles, triangles, straight lines, curves, all kinds of plausible and indistinguishable patterns and graphics are intertwined, gradually climbing on its surface, leaving an indelible mark along the way.

If you look closely, it seems to be similar to the dark lines on the blue spirit core, but none of them are exactly the same, each with its own subtlety.

The blue spirit core is also paying attention to the changes of its companions, as if it is discerning how the other party's new clothes are different from their own, and judging them.

Occasionally, when it sees a subtle pattern far beyond itself, it excitedly increases the frequency of the flash.

Or fly away from afar, as if expressing disdain for a certain simple line, full of spirituality.

If it weren't for the lack of facial features, the green spirit core could see the disgust on its face.

The green spirit core also silently pays attention to its own changes through the vision of its companions, and communicates with its companions.

Even if Liu Hao was still sane at this moment, he would definitely not understand the meaning of these complex and abstract patterns.

But it seems that two spirit cores of different colors, but with the same root and origin, instinctively understand the mystery contained in them.

At the moment of union with the soul, the huge genetic information contained in the host's DNA can't wait to pounce on the green spirit core, engraved with its own life code.

If there is a special decoder, we can read all the secrets that once belonged to Liu Hao from those dark patterns on the blue spirit core.

The growth and change of his height and size, the density and toughness of his skeletal muscles, the color and quantity of his hair, the firmness and neatness of his teeth, the function and longevity of internal organs such as the heart and kidneys, his memory, his ability to calculate, and even his eloquence, emotional appeal, and so on.

All the information needed to make up Liu Hao's life form can be interpreted from these complicated and obscure patterns.

This was also one of the targets that the barrier had tried to obliterate, but Liu Hao, who was in the state of light at the time, did not notice it, but only felt the loss of memory.

The silk thread connecting the two spirit cores emitted an uncertain light and shade, and the frequency was very high, and it seemed that the communication between the two was very warm.

The dark pattern of the blue spirit core has been solidified for an unknown number of years, and there is no possibility of changing it at all, but the green spirit core that is newly born and is being carved seems to have a trace of change.

For a while, the two spirit cores were like a pair of mischievous elves, playing around these patterns.

Some are ignorant, some are naïve, but they are very bold, brave and willing to try.

Interestingly, the two elves seem to have reached some tacit understanding about their appearance, body and other genetic information about racial characteristics, and there is no controversy at all, allowing the invisible hand to calmly engrave the unique code pattern on the seal.

But in other ways, there is a crazy argument between the two elves, which seems to confirm each other and learn from each other in this way.

For example, in terms of sensitivity to mathematics and the ability to do logical operations.

The dark lines of the blue spirit core, the basic part is fine and complete, and the lines are clear, which is typical of the characteristics of the Oriental Asian ethnic group on the earth, but limited by the owner's talent, the pattern extends to a limited extent, like a dense and neat grove.

The pattern of this part of the green spirit core is like a towering giant tree, although it is tall, but the branches and leaves are sparse, and the part of the base is slightly loose and disordered.

The parts that should have been connected together may have been broken apart by the laziness of the invisible hand, and they seemed to be disconnected, and they were scattered into several different areas, lacking a close connection with each other.

The green elf is a little ashamed of himself, and under the urging and suggestion of his blue companion, he interferes with the growth process of the line with all his might.

Unfortunately, it is not as easy as imagined, and it is very difficult with just a light stroke.

It is obviously impossible to compose the picture freely as it wishes.

In desperation, it could only try to trick itself, but unexpectedly achieved quite good results.

The green elves avoid the vines that thrive on the main road, and only play in the white space between the patterns.

A light short line here, a small circle there, although only a dozen strokes were drawn with all his might, but they cleverly connected the previously alienated patterns together, forming a complete and logical loop.

It's just that these few strokes have exhausted all its strength, and it unwillingly stopped to rest.

The blue elf laughed at his companion's incompetence as he passed through the chain, trying to take the brush from his companion's hand.

But unfortunately, it seems to be a restriction of some kind of rules, and the green elf can only rely on his own efforts to complete his own work.

In the end, the blue elf can only transfer some energy from the past, so that the companion can recover faster.

Unbeknownst to the two elves, who are indulging in the joy of creation, their childish, reckless, game-like behavior has made history.

It is likely that no one has ever attempted to do so, and these childish actions today have a profound impact on the future of this host.

The cheat-like creative game continues, and the green elves are still excited to tinker with the patterns and have fun.

Draw a triangle in the area of art, add an arc at the intersection of the mind and the nerves of the limbs, and draw a thin line to connect the melody on the spiral structure of the vocal range.

All kinds of attempts, and so on.

As for the literary part where the two elves don't seem to be good at it, and the patterns are simple and scattered, they once again tacitly choose to ignore it, and they are not even interested in simply adding a few strokes, but avoid it in a humiliating way, which is quite funny and naïve.

Finally, it's time for the physical part.

The green elf seemed to be fed up with the ugly face of his companion who sneered, and in terms of strength, speed, and everything related to physical fitness, and even the size and ability of a particular part, the crushing advantage left the blue companion far behind.

The eyebrows shimmered with green brilliance, making the blue elf pull a stinky face, far away, disdainful of showing off its show-off.

Finally, the strange and complex totem-like patterns crawled all eight planes of the green spirit core, and the repair game of the green elf sketching and drawing also came to an end.

The lines that originally appeared on the surface of the spirit core with a shimmer of light sinked and solidified as the light color dissipated, turning into the same dark lines as the blue spirit core.

And the green elf finally put down the brush helplessly, because no matter how hard it takes, it can't change even a single origin.

The blue elf looked enviously at his companion's beautiful new clothes covered with all eight planes, and was especially jealous of the pattern on two of them, and two planes on its body that were smooth enough for flies to fall in.

With the process of the two elves playing, there seem to be a lot of modifications, but compared with the unusually large amount of genetic information, it can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean, which is completely disproportionate.

More of them are short strokes that connect the parts that would otherwise be alienated and broken.

The birth of life is always full of regrets and surprises.

Genetic information fundamentally determines the entire details of an organism's birth and growth, but what surprises scientists is the variability of the organism itself.

Even identical twins with identical DNA in the initial stage will undergo a certain percentage of mutations due to the influence of the external environment and other unknown factors.

Although this anomaly is reflected in the extremely low proportion of differences in DNA data, which is often indistinguishable even by professional testing equipment, it determines that the two twins have completely different personalities, hobbies and even abilities, and sometimes even divergent ones.

The mysteries of life are mysterious, the body has not yet been studied thoroughly, and the soul is even more mysterious, never allowing others to touch it.

It seems that this unknown space also knows that things have come to an end for the time being, fulfilling its historical mission.

The black suddenly dispersed, and with the warm, daylight-like light, the two spirit cores gradually calmed down, as if they had lost that trace of spirituality again.

The blue spirit core circles around its green companion, making a leisurely circular motion.