Xenogene fusion technology is not uncommon in various cosmic civilizations, and changing one's own genetic defects by transplanting the high-quality genes of other high-level civilization races is an act that almost all low-level cosmic civilization races have had, including the Earth Federation.

However, this practice only appears when the low-level intra-earth civilization has just entered the extraterrestrial civilization and comes into contact with other cosmic races, and the cosmic civilization that has truly entered the higher level will know that changing its own genes or fusing other genes at will will only ruin the future of its own civilization.

Almost all cosmic civilizations that popularize gene fusion technology on a large scale will gradually slow down the evolution of civilization after the leap and bound, and eventually stop developing and transform into a technological civilization, which will never be able to sublimate life to another higher level.

The Supreme Council of the Universe, which controls the vast majority of civilizations in the universe, naturally knows the serious consequences of xenogene fusion technology, but those high-ranking omega lifeforms have no intention of changing all this, because in their opinion, this is the choice of those low-level civilizations themselves, and this choice can also help them filter out low-level civilizations that are worth cultivating.

When the Earth Federation first entered the cosmic civilization, it also encountered this civilization trap, but due to religious, political, and humanistic reasons, coupled with the defects of the xenogene fusion technology itself, this technology has not been popularized on a large scale, and it has only been used in a small area, so that the Earth Federation has successfully passed the initial screening period.

Psionic energy is the minimum standard for distinguishing the advanced civilizations of the universe, and the civilization that has completed the xenogene fusion technology will not produce real psionic beings, perhaps the people of these civilizations can obtain some psionic-like superpowers through the characteristics of the implanted genes themselves, but these superpowers do not have the almost infinite growth of psionic energy.

Thinking of this, Leo suddenly thought of the non-family transcendents in the world of Velon, such as the night watchman implanted with alien cells, etc., their abilities do not seem to be psionic energy, but they are very similar to psionic energy to some extent, which is very similar to the cosmic civilization that obtains superpowers through gene fusion technology.

It's just that if it's really a superpower obtained through xenogene fusion technology, then it stands to reason that it shouldn't have too strong growth, but in the information that Leo knows, there have been examples of night watchmen implanted with alien god cells, and their strength has reached an example comparable to that of a sixth-level psionic, which has never been seen in the cosmic civilization that Leo knows.

"Xenomorph Cells?" Leo couldn't help but think of the xenomorph fusion technology he had seen before, he felt that he needed to find time to study the Xenomorph Cells again, and he was also interested in Mitty Grant's current physical condition, because it was clear that Mitty Grant was a perfect example of Xenogene fusion technology.

He made this judgment because he deduced that Mitty Grant and the other so-called remnants of prehistoric civilizations were able to activate the Universal Recorder by passing the recorder's genetic test.

Since the universal recorder manufactured by the Supreme Council has a gene activation setting, it has naturally considered the deception of xenogene fusion technology, at least in the universe where the Earth Federation is located, xenogene fusion technology cannot deceive the gene activation device, so this also means that Mitty Grant and other remnants of prehistoric civilizations have perfect xenogene fusion technology.

"What are you thinking?" Leo's contemplative look also caught Vasqui's attention.

"Can you arrange for me to meet that Mitty Grant?" Leo asked instead of answering Vasqui's question.

"Do you still need to make arrangements?" Vaschi smiled and said, "With your ability, isn't it very easy to meet her after going to the theater at night?"

"I don't want to clash with her and get the attention of the Special Bureau. Leo shook his head and said, "She's definitely very nervous now, and any unusual movement may cause her to move violently, so it's more appropriate for you to introduce her as an intermediary, and I don't think it's a good time to meet her at the theater in the evening, so it's more appropriate to go and meet her now." ”

Vaschi also felt that Leo's words were reasonable, but she also heard that Leo's words seemed to have another layer of meaning, and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you think it's not a good time to meet in the theater in the evening?"

Leo looked at Vaschi and asked, "Didn't you think that the royal family and the Congress that cooperated with you would sell you to the navy in order to appease the anger of the navy? ”

Vaschi's expression became serious, and although she thought that the royal family of England and the parliament would not betray Mitty Grant, as Leo said, the promises of politicians could not be trusted.

"Let's go now. Vaschi pondered for a moment, made a very decisive decision, and as he spoke, he stood up, turned and walked out.

Leo didn't say much and walked out after Vaschi.

The two quickly left the hotel, stopped a carriage on the road, and drove towards the royal family's garden palace in the suburbs.

In the carriage, Vaschi did not speak, but it was not difficult to tell from the look on her face that she was not in a good mood right now.

As he passed through a small square, Leo suddenly got up from the opposite side, sat down beside Vaschi, knocked on the plank behind the coachman's seat, and commanded: "Take Third Avenue, Virgin Street, and Horseshoe Square, and from Wineglass Alley, to Second Avenue." ”

Hearing Leo's command, the coachman responded, pulled the reins of the carriage, turned the horse's head, and headed for the third avenue that Leo had commanded.

"Why did you change course?" Vaschi asked, frowning.

"Didn't you notice?" Leo pointed out of the car and said in a deep voice, "We have been followed since we left the hotel. ”

"Someone stalking?" Vasqui frowned, hiding himself behind the planks of the carriage, slightly lifting the curtains and looking out the window.

Without Leo's warning, Vasqui might not have noticed anything out of the ordinary, but now she could easily tell that there was something wrong with one of the wagons behind her, and after a few small blocks, she could already be sure that the wagon behind was the stalker.

At this time, she thought of what Leo had said before, and her face immediately became gloomy, and she already vaguely thought that she had been betrayed.

"These damn politicians!" Vaschi sat back in his seat in annoyance, a look of hatred in his eyes, already seeing the English parliament and the royal family as the target of future revenge.

It's just that Vaschi didn't know that the stalkers of the Special Bureau behind her were not stalking her at all, but stalking Leo, and had nothing to do with her, and she was completely deceived by Leo.

The carriage pulled into an alley, and Vaschi raised her hand, and a blue-blue energy mass appeared in her hand, as if she was preparing to deal with the tracker behind her.

And just before Vasqi made his move, Leo had already taken the lead, raised his hand and quickly drew a Turing root in the air, after a flash of light, the Turing root disappeared, and a thick fog immediately appeared out of thin air outside the carriage, instantly surrounding the alley and street behind. Immediately afterwards, you can hear the noise in the thick fog, yelling, brakes, horses, etc., which are mixed together, and people can feel the chaos even if they don't enter the alley.

"Your witchcraft is getting stronger. Vasqi, who was originally going to deal with those stalkers, dissolved the power in his hand, looked at Leo who was sitting back on the opposite side with deep meaning, and said sincerely.

Leo felt Vasqui's dissipating power and said, "You are also much stronger, and it seems that you have gained a lot of benefits from your time in Miria City. ”

Leo's words were not polite, because when Vaschi gathered the power in his hand just now, he felt that the strength of this power had reached the strength of the sixth-level psionic power's psionic impact.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the two clash at this time, Leo is not sure that he will be able to defeat the other party, and judging from the situation where the other party has just exerted his strength, the other party obviously still has a lot of spare strength, which means that the other party may have the power of a psionic person close to level seven, or even reach level seven.

"It's a bit rewarding. Vaschi admitted Leo's guess, but instead of the joy and pride on her face after the leap in strength, she frowned, and the displeasure in her heart completely appeared on her forehead.

Curious, Leo asked, "What's the problem?"

Vaschi sighed and said, "My current strength is obtained by stimulating my potential in a special way, which means that my potential has been exhausted, and it is almost impossible to improve it in the future. ”

"Potential exhausted?" Leo was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "How can a person's potential have an end? ”

Leo's words are not to comfort Vasqui, because the exhaustion of potential has long been considered a baseless claim in the Earth Federation, because after a series of experiments, scientists have found that as long as the gene chain is given enough time, it can adapt to the changes in its own strength and increase the limit of the body's ability to withstand strength.

Although Leo was very sure, Vaschi obviously didn't take Leo's words seriously, she looked at the moving scenery outside the car window with a little melancholy, and after a while, she said slowly, "Have you heard of sea elves?"

"Sea elves?" Leo was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled as to why Vassky had mentioned it.

For the vast majority of people in the world of Velon, the sea elves are just a myth and legend, especially those sailors who rely on the sea to eat, they will spread some legends of the sea elves, but in their legends, the appearance of the sea elves has never been unified, some say that the upper body is a man, the lower body of the fish mermaid, and some say that a kind of sea fish without fish scales on the skin, but no matter what kind of legend, the sea elves are the embodiment of kindness, and they are regarded as the saviors of the shipwrecked at sea.

Although there are various legends about the sea elves, and a large number of people claim to have seen them every year, Leo is actually unable to confirm the existence of the sea elves from any sources, and there is no information about the sea elves in the memories of the webweaver's imprint.

Vasqi explained, "I need twenty Sea Elf eggs to increase my depleted potential and increase my potential. ”

Hearing Vasqui say this, Leo was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but was interrupted by Vasqui's next words.

"I know what you mean, you just want to tell me that the sea elves don't exist, right?" Vasqui looked at the obvious expression on Leo's face and the behavior of wanting to stop talking, and directly pointed out, "Actually, I also asked Mr. before, and he told me that the sea elves don't exist. ”

Leo looked at Vaschi in confusion and asked, "Since Mr. Lian said so, why do you still think that the sea elves exist, and still want to get the eggs of the sea elves?"

"Because it is impossible to lie to me if I am told that this news exists, and there is no need to lie to me. Vasqi explained briefly, but didn't say who the being that led her to trade her potential for power was.

"I'll keep an eye out for you, but I won't be able to find it. Leo didn't ask, but agreed.

"Thank you. Vaschi nodded, not polite.

The two were speechless again and sat quietly in the car.

Although Leo didn't speak, he was thinking about things in his heart, such as what level Vasqi's current strength had reached.

After Leo's repeated analysis, he thought that Vasqi's strength might be close to the level of a seventh-level psionic, but Vasqi's body was probably still at the level of a fourth-level psionic, or a fifth-level psionic.

Although the power used by Vaschi just now can be controlled in her hands, that power is not stable, which shows that the increase in power caused by external forces has made her lose perfect control of her own power.

And through the veil on her head, Leo's extraordinary eyesight can see that there are some fish-scale skin on her face, and it is clear that the loss of control of her power has also caused some mutations in her body, and the family bloodline has begun to develop from recessive to explicit.

In this slightly awkward silence, the carriage soon followed the route designated by Leo and arrived in front of the royal family's garden palace in the suburbs, which was the private garden of the royal family, and because the overall style of the garden was biased towards the style of the French Empire, it was also called the French Garden.

After the two got out of the carriage, Vasqi led Leo straight into the garden, perhaps because it was not the first time Vasqi had been in and out of the garden, she was only stopped by the guards at the door and was let go, and even Leo, a stranger, was easily let go under Vasqui's simple assurance.

"Why are the guards here so lax?" asked Leo, puzzled.

"You, an Englishman, even came to ask me why. Vaschi glanced at Leo, but still explained: "Because there are too many flange-style buildings here, the royal family of England doesn't like it, so it has been used as a banquet garden since it was built, and some royal guests who are not used to the hustle and bustle of the city can live here in normal times, and the so-called guards are just pretending." ”