Unable to think of a confrontation with his prey for the time being, Mormones thought it would be a protracted battle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Returning to the herd in the dense forest in the middle of the continent, and taking advantage of the precious leisure time of the day, he began to think of a way to sustain the hunt. The individuals who had crawled on the ground many times had given him the revelation that if he could increase the number of transsexuals to a significant level, he could launch a hunt without regard for sacrifice. In this way, the question for Mormones to consider is that he should also intervene appropriately, simplify the process, and increase the quantity. Mormones didn't know where the intervention should begin, and Paris's description didn't fit in at all with the point he was trying to understand. It's no wonder how Paris knew about the structure of the genetic particles. He decided to inspect the whole process of production himself, and Paris, who was obedient and good, immediately brought him a pair of individuals who met the requirements. A simple observation by Mormons found that he was an excellent test subject based on his physical characteristics alone. He used a robot to bring the naked specimen into a specially arranged room in the base, and gave instructions through Paris to start the matching process directly.

The subject did not obey the order, and stood on its own. Mormones, who saw this through the observation window, turned his questioning gaze to Paris, who he wanted to explain. Paris was at a loss, and it was probably clear that these two excellent individuals came from the same mother. The skin on Mormoth's face was slightly distorted with annoyance. He asked Paris rhetorically, don't you know that a mother can't make a match? Paris said, "I'm just thinking about selecting the best test subjects for you." In fact, it is not this that Mormones is really angry about, judging from the degree of evolution of this community, it is impossible to have such a strong sense of order of maternal identity. It is highly likely that this type of individual has been implanted with specific restriction instructions when the ancestor is interfered with, and individuals from the same parent body cannot match. On the surface, this dilutes the presence index of the genetic particles of the interfered body, but in the long run, it can achieve basic control over the entire community with a minimum amount of control. Don't say, Flowers really has a brain. No, it's probably the same deportee that Paris talked about. I didn't expect that an ordinary cargo spaceship would have such a powerful expert in the construction of genetic particle structures.

Paris looked at the obviously displeased look on his face and tentatively asked if he had forced them to complete the match. Mor Holmes didn't say anything, so he could be considered acquiescing. After Paris shouted a few words at the subjects inside, the two subjects hesitated and began to make contact. Mormones looked at it for a short time and found that it was not much different from the reproduction of most races on the planet Nabra. But all the advanced races will be more complicated in terms of reproduction. The result of all these complexities is that most of the matching processes are similar, for example, the matching process of these two individuals is equally intense and unsightly. Paris really has some skills, he said something to the two individuals. Paris replied that it was God's will and that it should not be disobeyed, and that disobedience would lead to the destruction of the entire community. Mormones looked at Paris coldly, you really have a set. When you're done matching, report me. Holmes gave the order and left the door of the lab, leaving Paris still watching the matching process inside. If you don't want to match, it must be bad, it depends on whom. How many times when I was sleeping, the voice that never appeared in my head, should I tell Mormos? Paris thought about it, let go of the idea, and continued to watch the intense matches across the wall.

Mormones did not think of his own simple thoughts, which were effectively prevented in the ancestral stage of these individuals. Fortunately, Paris is still a guy who is not only loyal but also quite thoughtful, but judging by the problems encountered in this match, the future of the community's evolution is bright. It also shows from the side that Colors' plan is definitely long-term. A gentleman from a well-known family, Mor Holmes did not believe that Crown could have such a careful thinking and serious attitude, but there was no other better explanation for what he encountered at the moment. Paris came to report that the matching process seemed to be over. Holmes hated the seeming word Paris used, and it was annoying that there was no certainty. He assigned the robot to forcibly separate one of the symmetrical individuals, and the mother had to stay, and as for the paternal parent, the role had been played and could be driven back into the colony. The robot fixed the matching mother on the table in the original room, and despite her screams, began to connect the various instruments that had been prepared for the realization to the mother. Mormons considered that since it was to expand the number of shapeshifters, the number should be considered first. He designed an external interference program with reference to the ordinary industrial manufacturing process, which directly interfered with the matrix that completed the matching process to speed up the individual molding. Paris witnessed a bizarre scene, and for a few days, the mother's body swelled rapidly, her abdomen began to bulge, and the mother's daily screams never really stopped. Fortunately, the people in the community don't know about these things, this contribution to God is not the end, there must be a next contribution, Paris is really worried that after the people in the community know, things will become tricky. Mormones looked impassive, pretentiously waiting for the next generation of individuals to appear.

The night before the instance appeared, Paris returned to his shed in the colony late. The weather was a bit hot, and the temperature was much higher than in the Moorholmes Palace. Paris looked at the tall building not far away, slapped it the man who was snuggling up to him, and then took a few bites of the roasted meat, and lay down half-leaning. As the drowsiness set in, it wasn't long before he found himself awake. Standing up in astonishment, Paris found himself in a completely strange place, without Mormos or the evil flying object he carried. Neither the palace nor the jungle existed. He tried to take a few steps forward, but the fog of confusion rushed towards him in the opposite direction, stopping him from moving forward. Paris stood where he was, hearing the voice he had heard before, asking a question about their current state of existence. Paris couldn't quite understand the question and didn't know how to answer it. After a pause, the other party asked him directly what had happened. Paris hesitated to tell the stranger who had not yet shown up, but soon the hesitation disappeared, and he forced himself that there was always a voice in his heart that he had to answer. Paris felt a fear he had never felt before, and he told him what Mor Holmes had been doing all these days.

When he awoke, Mormones had already taken two magical objects in the palace and summoned Paris several times to meet him. Paris recalled the unfamiliar voice he had just encountered, wiped the sweat from his face, pushed away the sleeping attendant, and went to see Mormoth. Mormones went to Paris, because the results of the experiment appeared, and Mormons was obviously not very satisfied. He said in a low voice that he was unhappy, although the small shapeshifter had been successfully produced, but the efficiency was not very ideal, and in addition, the structure of individual genetic particles was not as good as expected. Mormos felt that he should think that the genetic particle structure of both individuals contained similar defects, and if they matched, the probability of defects would be multiplied, which was a simple matter of biological knowledge, how could he forget. Regardless of who was to blame for this incident, Mormos was the master, and he naturally took his anger out on Paris, who rushed over. After Mormones had finished venting his frustration, Paris suggested experimenting again. Mormones meditated on the fact that defects were inevitable in the individuals selected in a very limited number of communities. The only way to solve this problem is miscellaneous matching. He looked at Paris, where could he find a sample of the other side of the miscellaneous match? Mormos remembered the strange individuals he had encountered when he first arrived on the planet, the ones who had inadvertently caused trouble to his ship. Isn't that just a miscellaneous match? He instructed Paris to arrange for a good paternal individual to set off to complete a mission.

Still using the slogan of allegiance to the gods, Paris selected the best shapeshifters and took them on the ship. The ship whizzed upward, heading towards the area where Mormones had last passed. In fact, Mormos was not completely sure that this experiment would succeed, but it was because the individuals he encountered last time were from Nabra in terms of the structure of genetic particles. Probably the order of structural combinations is basically the same, but there are individuals who are not close to each other in order to complete miscellaneous mating. He locked the individuals brought by Paris in a fixed few rooms, and arranged for the robot to start checking the basic physiological data of each individual, which was necessary and needed to be done in advance. Paris, as his agent, was up to the task. As Holmes paced back and forth, he always felt that he had complicated a simple question, whether he should not have accepted the task of hunting Crown in the first place. Come to think of it, there are many outlaws who work as bounty hunters in the Nabra system, why do employers have to find him, or if it's random in itself. Moore Holmes is well aware that his pretentiousness is actually a matter of words, and he is definitely not a first-level high-level hunter in the professional field. What's more, in the hunter world, a pure hunter will not easily accept the employment of any employer in the palace infighting, the reason is very simple, who can be sure that the target of today's search will not make a comeback. However, the commission given by the employer is real. Mormos thought about it, and repeatedly blamed himself for being so confused, how did he accept this task in the first place. Once accepted, you can't just give it up. Even after arriving on this planet, if he gives up, then he will become the target of the hunter's boundary monument. This is definitely a rule in the hunter world, is it not allowed to make a mistake and accept a hire that he will soon regret? He cursed and tried to calm his mood.

Following the original coordinates, Mormones found that he had found nothing. Carefully checking the coordinates, there are no problems, even the most intuitive geomorphological features have been found, but there are no individuals encountered last time. He could only increase the range of detection, hoping to obtain target information nearby. Several full-range scans received only a very weak signal, which was still intermittent. Although it is weak, there is always better than nothing. The spacecraft adjusts its direction at an incline of 15 degrees and accelerates away. The spaceship came to this planet, the flight rate is not very ideal, there are many impurities in the air on the planet, which can not be compared with the universe at all, plus the pressure in the air has a great impact on high-altitude flight, Mormos now chooses to fly at a low altitude at a constant speed, which can also save some energy. What could be more laughable than coming to a very primitive planet and calling a hunter in a highly developed spaceship. He laughed at himself and comforted himself that after the hunt for Korors, everything would turn into sweet memories, including the helplessness he encountered. After the spacecraft reached the flat plain, it picked up the light signal and soot particle signal in the edge area and began to give an alarm. Through the observation window of the ship's cockpit, Mormos saw a considerable number of individuals running around in panic on the ground, and they were all in line with the parent type, so there was no need to continue to dwell on whether it was the original target, as long as it was suitable for his own experiment. He ordered the ship to land and began hunting and collecting samples of the experimental mother.

During these times, Flowers and his assistants were busy preparing for a new intervention. Through a few exchanges, the two men developed a basic plan based on the lessons and experiences of past interventions. Even so, the intervention did not go very well. It can be determined that the genetic particle structure information comes from the missing Ordans creatures, and the degree of evolution is not ideal, which makes it difficult to determine the degree of interference, especially the low degree of evolution of the brain, which is manifested in the brain volume index is much lower than that of the individuals they have interfered with before. It seems to be a rule that life on land has evolved more than the creatures that live in Vandre. However, the only individual samples they could choose from were them, so they had to modify the interference scheme over and over again. According to the average degree of evolution of the brains of these creatures, the information coding structure is disrupted and then reassembled, and the basic problems that they can think about are solved first. Then, the genetic particle structure of a small number of individuals was extracted, and the genetic particle structure information simulants of Korors and Endals were added and injected again to strengthen the external radiation irradiation. The final result will not be achieved until some time after the end of the difficult experiment, and all they can do is wait. Fortunately, the hunter didn't attack again, so could he have left the planet already? The captain judged that it was unlikely that the other party would leave. Since he came to hunt Rolls, the amount of money he accepted was definitely not cheap. He asked his assistant, do you know who is going to destroy our family?

The captain recounted his dusty memories. In Nabra, it has been family politics since ancient times. Because there were other children in the family who inherited the business of their ancestors and entered various institutions of the court, Korors became a cargo ship, and the patriarch, especially Korors's old father, was always too opposed. However, this did not prevent the opponents of the palace struggle, once they gained power, they had to kill Korors, who did not intervene in the struggle. The captain smiled and said to his assistant, sometimes your mistake is actually because in the beginning, your genetic particle structure information is specific, so your life's destiny is to avoid being hunted. Luckily, I was at least a captain for a while. Endals agrees with this statement, for example, that the structure of his particles dictates that he can only do low-level auxiliary work. The captain said that the beginning was different, but is there any difference between the two of us now? The assistant lifted the mutilated arm to remind the captain that the result of the intervention was about to occur.