Ndals had long recognized that external interference was not 100% controllable, but after evaluation, he and the captain agreed that it could be overcome and ignored, after all, the influence of the genetic particle structure on the entire individual should never be underestimated. In Nabra, even the illiterate www.biquge.info know how miraculous the life information carried by the structure of genetic particles is connotative. The result of Endals' observation is that there is no need to pay too much attention. Maybe there are more things that need to be done, and his mind is not too much at the moment, since the three individuals who represent him have begun to be able to build a basic social structure, should he start to try more, such as creating some directions for them to admire. Endals intends to emulate Nabra's model and create a direction of admiration for this group of races that have evolved so limitedly. In Nabra, the absence of an admiral direction is the hallmark of a barbarian nation and the basic reason for its strict political exclusion.

The next attempt was completely different from the physical experiments of the past. Endals needs to consider how to skillfully integrate his external interference with the three individuals, and the future impact on the group led by the three individuals, into the structure of admiration. It is not only necessary to have binding clauses in the design, but also to be almost perfect in the minimum structural erection. This is not a simple problem, and Endals knows that his disadvantage is precisely his ability to build a purely theoretical architecture. This incident has troubled him for many days, and it is difficult to solve it, but there is nowhere to tell. In the midst of depression, I still keep observing what I think is a great product or result. The monitoring was set up to take into account the regularity and scope of the observed subject's activities, but Endals found that the number of individuals in each surveillance screen was significantly smaller than the number of individuals he had already known. This is not normal, and Endals thinks about it for a moment and decides to observe directly and find out what the problem is.

While the assistant Endals, after his betrayal, was obsessed with his own attempts, discovered the problem and decided to go out to observe, Captain Korors was also busy with his own business. The lifeforms he found in the heart of the continent of Alisnia had not experienced direct external interference, but evolution was so amazing that they had begun to use simple tools to accomplish their tasks and meet their needs. Crown remembers the idea that the old pedant at the flight academy had emphasized several times in his hoarse voice that any creature that had begun to use a tool to satisfy its own needs should not be underestimated, even if it was just a stone or a stick. Watching with interest at the animals, which could walk upright for a short time, and satisfying his low mineral content, Vantel left the stream and returned to the depths of the forest. Crown thought that he might face them, or simply call them, something he should do. But definitely not the last time I tried it with my assistant. At the mention of the assistant, Korors secretly scolded himself, damn it, why think about him, a traitor.

Endals left the underground space that served as the control room of the new new base and followed a ramp where the solidified silicon matrix had been piled up to the outside of the base. When I looked at it with the naked eye, I didn't see a single individual. He looked at the monitoring equipment installed on the slopes on each side of the base, and there was no damage, which means that the image he just saw was real, but why was there not in front of him. Only one explanation is plausible, and the individuals left the area of monitoring in the short time that Endals left the control room and walked out of the new new base. But where have they been? Endals was ready to move a little further away to figure it out. He raised his hand, trying to block out some of the still-dazzling light from the star, and when he took the first step, a strange sound from behind him caught his attention, and he didn't tell what it was for a moment, only when he turned around to look at it. Twisting around, the voice from above the head slanted with a huge solidified silicon matrix fell very accurately towards Endals. That's right, this is a statue that Endals made for him on a whim, remotely commanding his representatives. At this moment, the statue pressed the lower half of Endals's body with its huge weight, the head of the statue was facing Ndals's head, and its own statue looked at itself with a smile. It was a great irony, and to look up at the place where the statue was supposed to be, there were three shadows standing there, with a glow, wasn't that the result of my pride. At this moment, the voice came again, still behind him. The sound came to Endals' ears with a neat rhythm, the sound of a heavy slap on the ground.

Corolls felt the few serenities since he had observed the lives of these delightful individuals so far. Strictly speaking, he did not fail to try to interfere again, but the steps of intervention were small and indirect. In order to search for the movement of individuals in a wider range of areas on the continent of Eisnia, Korors has also dispatched a considerable number of mobile monitoring terminals. Just after his daily routine observation had ended, and he sorted out the data and began to rest, the signal from the aircraft's communication system shocked him. In the event of an emergency, rush to the console, parse the signal, convert the signal and re-accept it. A picture is presented in front of Crown with the assistant trapped. To be exact, the former assistant and now traitor Endals is trapped. It wasn't anything else that trapped him, it was the statue of himself that Korors had erected at the very top of his assistant's new base last time. Naturally, the captain felt a sigh of relief in his heart. He looked at the trapped assistant with his hands in his hands, to see how he could get out. At the same time, he casually clicked a button, and the data in the upper left corner of the light showed that there had been no violent plate movements in the entire Earls Planet recently, so how did this huge thing fall. Almost at the same time that Korors saw the three shadows standing at the very top of the base, a steady stream of neatly arranged erect creatures appeared behind Endals. They were all pointing in one direction, that is, Ndals, who was lying on the ground and was crushed by the statue.

Damn, out of control, Korols was already in action while he understood. Without having time to wonder if the assistant had betrayed, he activated the flying machine and rushed towards the assistant's new base. During the flight, Crown briefly sorted out his thoughts, and the aircraft he was currently using did not actually have any attack capabilities, but were just extremely ordinary working aircraft. However, considering that these animals do not have more advanced attack methods, it should be possible to disperse them and rescue the assistants. Regardless of whether the assistant has betrayed or not, even if Endals has become an enemy, rescue him. After experiencing the flight of the vast universe, there was no reason why he should not rescue this fellow. In fact, there is another puzzling question during the flight, the assistant has previously taken measures to block Korors's monitoring, why Korors can still receive his image this time. There is only one possibility, and that is that the assistant took the initiative to send a distress signal. This guy knows that the only person who can save him on Earls is his boss Korors, whom he betrayed not long ago.

The speed of the aircraft was increased to its maximum, but it was still too late. By the time the craft arrived above the new base, Endals had been surrounded by low-level creatures. Endals's screams reached the ears of the low-flying Crows, and he couldn't hesitate, Crows made a dangerous flight maneuver, but he didn't expect that the action he had practiced in the flight academy and didn't know that he had been scolded by the instructor was actually piloting a simple aircraft, and it was used to rescue the same kind and drive away the inferior animals. Without much emotion, he used the nozzle of the aircraft engine to aim at the lower animals and blew violently, revealing the assistant who was surrounded by heavy pressure. There is not much skin on the body, and dark blood can be found in many parts of the body. One eye also fell out of its socket, and one hand was missing. Needless to say, those low-level animals just now bit off some parts of the assistant alive. In the end, it is a low-level creature, and the means of attack are so primitive and direct. Next, Korors operated the manipulator, grabbed the assistant's body, and prepared to pull the aircraft out of here. The engine Peng Peng heard a few times, and one side of the aircraft began to tilt. Chronos reacted promptly and grabbed the console. He pressed the engine start button hard, but there was no response, and the biggest danger after the engine stopped was to fall, and then those inferior animals would pounce and eat them both. With great difficulty, the captain drove the aircraft diagonally and tremblingly away from the sky above the new base, and flew towards the base hidden in Wantel.

The three individuals at the top of the new base looked at the departing aircraft, glanced at each other a few times, and simply communicated with each other in a sound signal that no one could understand. The smallest of them, a piece of solidified silicon matrix that had not yet been thrown out of his hand, let out a shrill cry, and then the lower creatures on the ground raised their forelimbs. The sound echoes in unison with the smallest individual. The three individuals hugged each other, and then the strongest one stood in the middle. The light emitted by the astral body began to weaken, turning yellow and red, shining on the three individuals, whose hairless bodies instantly became full of light. The lower creatures on the ground whispered simple syllables.

The situation with Ndals is not optimistic, in fact, the situation with the ship is also ideal. After the engine was damaged, the aircraft cracked in some parts under the heavy pressure of Wantel's gravity, and when it was about to disintegrate in a large area, it barely got into the gate of the base. Finally rescuing his assistant, Korors kicked open the cracked hatch of the aircraft and carried him to the dissecting table in the lab. Quickly stop bleeding and replenish sufficient body fluids and kinetic elements. However, it was not possible to repair the damaged parts of the body. He could only watch his assistant consciously gather his incomplete body on and off the stage, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he returned to his room and drank a glass before returning to his assistant again. The assistant seemed to have woken up from a coma, he opened his mouth, and a sentence squeezed out of the corner of his mutilated mouth, out of control. Probably out of anger, his body trembled, and the eyeball, which was still intact, was dull, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes. Korors thought about it, he went to the main control room to send a large number of monitoring terminals to the new new base, it was necessary to know the activities of those creatures after they got out of control. As for the assistant, after giving him all the necessary and available medical help, the captain did not communicate much with him. He didn't know what to say to his assistant, and if a few glances at his assistant every day were a routine, then that's all there was to communicate. The assistant's only eye seemed to contain a lot of things, but the captain's eyes on the other side clearly smacked of rejection.

At the new base, the lower animals that had lost control had apparently fully accepted the command and control of the three deeply intervened individuals. Therefore, the loss of control, only relative to Endals's, is actually controllable, and the controller has changed. Individuals who have been interfered with, leading lower beings, have begun to manufacture simple tools on a small scale. This is a very bad sign, and the lower animal groups that have adopted simple tools have achieved more results. More physical outcomes, including food, have increased, ethnic groups have begun to become larger, and structural characteristics have become more pronounced. Korols noticed that the controllers of the herd had begun to have a habit of wrapping their bodies with the fur of their prey, and wore deliberately designed ornaments on their heads. As he stood at the top of the new base, his neck raised towards the sky, the monitoring equipment picked up an audio signal that he had repeatedly emitted, Mayar. There is no doubt that the automatic evolutionary program designed by Endals in the course of the intervention has been activated. Expected, and unexpected. Ndals, who had recovered to a certain extent, dragged his stump to the main control room. The sweat on his head proved that he had walked a short distance, and he walked hard. Crown still didn't talk to him, but took the initiative to get out of the seat in front of the main console and helped his assistant to sit down. The assistant stared at the light display screen, and neither of them spoke. After seeing it, the assistant laughed, out of control, out of control. The captain thought about it, and said that it was not right, only if he had controlled it once could he say that it was out of control. But now it seems, did we really control it? I'm afraid this is just wishful thinking. An interference that does not know the depth of the interference is uncontrollable from the beginning. But we chose to do that.

It seems to be a return to the old days at the base, with the assistant taking over control of the base once again after the recovery process is over. The captain no longer experiments with him. The captain spent more time patiently doing his own thing in the hinterland of the continent of Esnia, and the group of animals that slowly evolved on their own gradually made more complex tools and formed a fixed community. The captain took some of the parameters he had observed into a simple prediction program he had devoured, and when he calculated them, he found them to be similar to those of the lower creatures that had gone out of control. It's not accidental, maybe there is a certain pattern in itself. Of course, the community in front of us, because there was no more interference at the beginning, there is no question of whether it is out of control or not.

Think about how many times on the return trip Coros had counted how long it had been to Earles. Actually, you don't have to think about it, it's a huge number. Earls is a place where time flies out of control extremely fast for their race, but that doesn't mean that they don't age in Earls. In Nabra, it is natural for everyone to live, grow old, sickness and die. Moreover, since coming to Earls, the changes in their bodies have taken place, albeit faintly. For example, the function of the heart cannot be fully exerted, which eventually leads to a considerable part of the heart not having the necessary load and necrosis. Of course, that's not the worst.