After putting aside the contact with the aborigines in advance and installing the shelter with vents and light bulbs, Jiang Feng sampled and analyzed the soil along the way from the shelter to the nearby river, and after determining that the soil quality of the planet was suitable for cultivation, he made a list on paper.

Now was not the time to consider invasive species and terrestrial planetary gene pool resource conservation laws, and he himself had no intention of staying on this planet for too long. The most important thing is to get enough precious metals from the "natives" of this planet and convert them into stardust to repair the damaged engines on the Shuttle.

If you're lucky, you might be able to fool two books of "cultivation exercises" of indigenous civilizations.

Jiang Feng had always been curious about what kind of principles the "technology" used by the Arcane Empire that seemed to be almost whimsical in the eyes of the Earth Federation was based on.

As for how to cheat and deceive.

Trading is a good option.

His ship has a lot of things on board that this world doesn't have, and seeds are one of them, which are prepared to prevent survivors from landing on a barren planet and not finding food. Trick some of the natives into growing these crops for themselves, and then follow the example of Captain Agris, who arrived on this planet first, and start trading with the nations of Aditya.

After taking the genetically modified coffee tree saplings and sugar cane seedlings out of the frozen seed bank and transferring them into the thawing program, Jiang Feng packed the things he needed for a while into his backpack and went to the river with a logging axe.

Located deep in Crocodile Island, it shouldn't attract the attention of colonists and aborigines in the short term, Jiang Feng picked up his axe and laboriously cut down the trees near the river.

One by one, the trees were knocked to the ground, but the progress was not as smooth as Jiang Feng imagined.

It had already taken more than two hours, and he was out of breath, looking at the masterpiece he had struggled for in the past two hours, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

Sure enough, the word "manual labor" has been eliminated from the genes of the Federation for far too long.

He was busy for an hour of the work that the lower races could accomplish in ten minutes.

Jiang Feng comforted himself in his heart, this may have something to do with the dense fiber of the vegetation on this planet.

"Looks like you can only fool a few aborigines to come over and help?"

Throwing the axe aside, Jiang Feng sat down and took a sip of water. Just as he was about to take out the food and sit here to rest for a while, he suddenly noticed that the five monkeys he had encountered when he was hunting crocodiles had reappeared on the trunk of a nearby tree at some point.

The little guy with a little white spot on his forehead was among them, and was looking at him excitedly at the moment.

Don't ask Jiang Feng how he knew it was excited.

Even if he hadn't taken "Alien Biology", Jiang Feng knew the temperament of primates in some aspects. Defeating their predators and giving them food are enough to equate the word friend with the word friend in their modest minds.

What's more, the two sides are still a little similar in genetics.

Suddenly, a thought moved in his heart, and the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth hooked up a smile, and he took out a piece of raw crocodile meat wrapped in plastic wrap from his backpack. It was something he was going to bake and eat at night, but now he found something else to do.

"Since you like to follow me so much, then I'll help you."

With a grin, under the gaze of the five monkeys with green eyes, Jiang Feng slowly tore open the plastic wrap.

This time, instead of throwing a whole piece to the monkeys to grab it, he cut it into several equal parts with a knife, took out five of them and threw them to the five monkeys in the tree. Seeing the monkeys happily eating crocodile meat, Jiang Feng stood up and patted the dust on his pants.

Shaking the crocodile meat in his hand, he turned and walked in the direction of the Shuttle.

A piece of crocodile meat, cut into palm-sized slices, is certainly not enough for these monkeys.

Seeing the "big monkey" in front of him beckoning to himself, the little monkeys on the tree chattered and exchanged their heads, and in the end, it was the monkey with white spots on his head who was the first to move, bravely jumped onto another tree trunk, chirped a few times at Jiang Feng's back, and followed.

For the monkey who bravely followed up, he naturally had to give it some sweetness, Jiang Feng decisively threw out a piece of crocodile meat and threw it to the monkey with white spots on his head.

The excited "chirping" sound became one, and the monkeys who were still watching from the trees behind couldn't sit still, and scrambled to follow Jiang Feng.

Fixing his backpack and axe, beware of these monkeys snatching it away, Jiang Feng just threw the meat slices all the way and walked all the way in the direction of the Flying Shuttle.

When he got to the edge of the Shuttle, he threw all the last pieces of meat on the ground, watched the monkeys rushing up to grab a share of the crocodile meat, turned back to the Shuttle, took out the tranquilizer gun, and shot each of the five monkeys who were biting the crocodile meat.

One second he was still feasting happily, and the next second he fell to the ground in a daze with his tail down, Jiang Feng held the tails of the five monkeys, pulled them into the Shuttle, locked them in the sterile medical room, and locked them in the iron cage used to hold small animals.

For noble citizens of the Earth Federation, engaging in manual labor is simply torture.

It has to be said that when it comes to laziness, human talent is simply innate. After seeing those monkeys, Jiang Feng had an idea and thought of a brilliant idea.

That is to let these monkeys do the hard work for themselves.

This may sound a bit whimsical, but for Jiang Feng, who is from a Level III civilization, it is not a difficult task.

"So...... Let's start with you. ”

For the monkey with white spots on its head, Jiang Feng still had an eye, so he decided to start with it. The monkey was placed in a culture tank in a sterile medical room, and large and small pipes were connected from the back of its head down its spine and a respirator was attached to it.

After doing all this, Jiang Feng closed the door of the cultivation tank, and then pressed the red button next to him.

The dark green nutrient solution began to be injected, and soon the entire culture tank was filled with the nutrient solution. Wrapped in a high-density liquid, the monkey with white spots on its head, holding its limb weakly, gradually floated.

"Genetic modification begins...... Brain, help me scan the genotype of the life in the tank. ”

"Roger."

The power of science lies in the fact that when it is insufficient, it can make up for it with external things. Idealistic civilization requires decades or even hundreds of years to cultivate and refine the body, and for materialistic civilization, it may only need to lie down in the cultivation tank.

Of course, there is a limit to the modification of genes, not only between gene fragments and gene fragments, but also the volume of the gene vector itself that limits the magnitude of gene modification. It is not an easy task to walk through the natural selection that takes tens or even hundreds of thousands of years for a species to go through in a matter of minutes.

But fortunately, Jiang Feng was standing on the shoulders of giants.

These gene fragments were all designed by the biologists of the Earth Federation, and he is now just taking them out of the database and using them, without his shallow creativity and poor scientific talent.

The trackpad rose, and Jiang Feng's fingers quickly tapped on the panel.

At this moment, he is like a magician, using powerful magic props to weave a series of delicate spells.

"Remove the excess hair."

"The pelvis is widened and the number of ribs increases."

"The spine is erect."

"Leg muscular tissue strengthening...... Gene vector load full? Tut...... The larval bones are weakened, prolonging the developmental period, freeing up space for gene vectors for implantation of brain volume-enhancing gene fragments. ”

As the pale blue round dial flickered, superfluous fragments of genes were removed and replaced with benign genes. Without changing the form of the organism and without tailoring the genetic template of the organism itself, Jiang Feng expanded its brain capacity, and improved its bone and muscle strength to a certain extent.

After these evolutions, the monkey lying in the tank has completely changed.

Not only has the body more than doubled, but the height has also changed from less than one meter to a completely upright one meter six, and the head is not as small as before, and it is developing in the direction of a baboon that walks upright, but there is a clear difference in bones.

There is no doubt that after genetic improvement, it has been reproduced and isolated from its own kind, and can no longer return to its former population. But fortunately, the other four friends who fell into Jiang Feng's clutches with it will also be transformed into this appearance in the near future, so there is no need to worry about the problem of "lonely old age......

After opening the culture tank and moving the transformed monkey to a large cage, Jiang Feng, who was holding his arms, admired his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's not bad, the gene fragment compatibility is perfect."

"Well, that's right. Since it is already a civilized species, it must have a name. ”

After pondering for a while, Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, he coughed lightly, and said to the monkey with a blank look.

"Because you have white spots on your forehead, I will call you Xiaobai."

"From now on, your people will be Samon, and you will be the king of Samon."

"This name once belonged to the most loyal vassals of the Earth Federation, and thirty-seven percent of the genetic fragments in your body came from their race. I hope you can inherit their iron will and lead your race to prosperity in this sea of stars......"

Doesn't that feel like a king?

Forget it, no matter.