In the study of the royal palace of the United Kingdom of the South China Sea, His Majesty Yunelo Hailong is reviewing documents.

Suddenly, his movements stopped, his eyes fixed on the document in hand, but the focus of his eyes was clearly not on it.

He's looking at the chat channel.

[Pursuing the harmony of nature with science and technology: Ladies and gentlemen, have any of you studied the topic of "rapidly and mass-producing cannon fodder troops based on IVF technology"?]

[Scarlet Scholar: Oh, the panda also asked you about that?I think that subject, apart from you and me, probably only Hanfeng (Aaron) may be engaged in - no, Liu Daoqing also has this possibility......]

[President of the Yellow Sky Mutual Aid Association: No, it's not me, I don't, don't talk nonsense!]

[Sitting in the kitchen and laughing at the wind and clouds: What are you talking about?]

[Pursuing the harmony of nature with technology: the ...... things are like this]

[Sitting in the kitchen and smiling at Fengyun: It doesn't seem that Liu Daoqing is indeed it, he can't go to the wizarding world to engage in this kind of moth.] 】

[King of the Poisonous Tongue: Maybe it's to cover up, isn't there such a saying that "lying is the instinct of politicians"? 】

[Sage Tarahan: Why can't it be Aaron?] Although he has been missing for a long time, no one dares to say that he must have been sealed. 】

[Witch of the Exploring World: It is indeed possible that it is Aaron, the panda found the problem in the wizarding world, and Aaron's spatial fluctuations disappeared there. If Aaron had woken up a long time ago but never returned to the city, it wouldn't be surprising that he had done this. 】

[Sitting in the kitchen and laughing at the storm: But if Aaron had woken up a long time ago, why didn't he contact us?]

[King of Poisonous Tongues: I think he is so down-and-out that he almost went to the street to beg for food, and I am embarrassed to contact everyone. 】

[President of the Yellow Sky Mutual Aid Association: With his temper, robbery is more reliable than begging......]

In the next chat, Yuneruo didn't continue to watch, but directly dialed the private chat channel.

"Panda is on your side, be careful. ”

"He's coming, what's he doing?"

"I'm going to find you. ”

"I've been pretending to be dead for so many years, why are people still looking for me?"

"It's because you've been pretending to be dead that everyone is worried about you. ”

"No wonder he contacted me in private chat some time ago...... I knew I should have replied and told him that I was doing well and that I didn't need to bother him. ”

"It's too late to regret it now, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? The things I did, once he found out...... It's not so good. ”

"Do you know it's not good to be found out by him, and it's so tormenting?"

A scientist must have the courage to dedicate himself to science. What's more, it's just for someone else to dedicate themselves......"

"I'm thinking about you, a scientist, I'm afraid you didn't come out of the Japanese Unit 731......"

"It's not that exaggerated, how could I do such an inefficient thing? You can deny my character, but you can't deny my skills!"

“...... In short, you should be more careful, don't get caught by the panda. I don't want to hear that you've been cleaned of the portal. ”

"Don't worry, I'll stay away from him!"

After finishing the private chat, the handsome young man in a white coat with a cold aura on his body shook his head, took out a notebook and looked through it, and sighed.

"The scheduled research project has only been completed by forty percent, how can this guy Panda come so quickly!"

He put down his notebook and walked through a few doors to a very clean room.

The floor of the room was covered with soft and warm gelatin, and in the middle of this gelatinous lay many women who were almost motionless, and who breathed more than the dead. The women are connected to several glial tubes, some of which are filled with nutrient solution, while others remove the developed egg cells.

The women were unresponsive to his arrival - many unnecessary parts of their brains had been removed, and all the owners of the institute needed was their ability to produce high-quality eggs.

"It's still too hard to find an excellent mother!" the handsome young man in the white coat sighed and said to himself, "The reproduction of intelligent creatures has been restricted too much. In contrast, slimes are much more convenient. It's a pity that the potential of the slime is too low......"

If you walk out along the pipe, you will see that these extracted egg cells are first screened, and after optimization, those that meet the requirements will be sent into a huge ovoid slime, and then absorb nutrients in them and grow rapidly.

The "cultivation workshop" is the main body of this research institute, which is extremely large, with tens of thousands of ovoid slimes scattered in rows and rows.

These slimes receive nutrients from a gummy "carpet" on the ground, which is then offered to the cultured creatures. In just one month, a mature individual equivalent to seventeen or eighteen years old can be cultivated.

Whenever the culture inside a slime egg is about to mature, it is transported along the wriggling carpet to another room. When the culture matured, the huge eggs ruptured, and the glazed-eyed culture lay on the ground, carpeted to the memories-instilled test bench.

Next, it will take about six to eight hours to turn the empty culture in the brain into a soldier with basic knowledge who can work as cannon fodder.

After completing the training, the soldiers will put on the gum coat next to the laboratory and walk out of the institute in a neat line, and come to the maintenance center on the other side to receive final maintenance, waiting to be used.

At present, six such production bases have been built.

"According to my plan, I was supposed to build twenty production bases, and then I could push the world with a strong army. Opening the system map, the handsome young man looked at the strongholds of the wizarding organization marked by himself on the map, and frowned.

"But, this guy Panda came too early!"

He then shook his head: "No, it's not that he's early, it's that my work progress is too slow." I wasted too much time by intriguing with those wizarding organizations before. I should have just set up a production base and wiped them all out...... Damn, I'm only a mortal after all, and I can't avoid the limitations of mortals!"

He sighed deeply: "The root of human inferiority is to want to achieve goals through cooperation and with the help of others. It is the desire for hypocritical peace, the desire to be recognized by others...... These things mean nothing at all! They are just the wrong fragments of DNA, the wrong genes that hinder evolution!"

Turning off the system map, he pushed his glasses, and a cold light glinted in his eyes.

"Now that the panda has arrived, we can only do both, avoiding him while seizing the time to speed up the pace...... As long as I'm quick enough, I might be able to accomplish my research goals before he messes with me......"

At this moment, he saw that his private chat channel was lit up, and in the contact list, the name of the panda was constantly beating.

"Huh. After two dry laughs, Aaron Igor Konzlin once again did not answer the private chat, pretending that he was still not awake.

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