Mallorca, the pearl of the Mediterranean, is a year round with beautiful scenery and excellent beaches, while Grandrent is enjoying life while lying under a parasol. Chasing the running young man made him feel the fluctuations of life.

"Dear Walter, your body looks better." A voice came from afar.

Grandrent looked up and saw that it was his old friend, Smith, who had just won the Nobel Prize in Medicine last year. Although therapeutic cloning technology has been around for years, it is only now gaining widespread use in many countries, and Smith has finally received the highest scientific honor he has coveted.

He looks a little older than himself now, and I don't know if he is tired from giving speeches back and forth. Grandrent beckoned to him, and Smith sat down beside him.

After admiring the beach scenery for a while, Smith stared at the calm sea and said, "Walter, someone found me." ”

"Really?" Grandrent looked around, all of them were normal, and the bodyguards hiding in the shadows did not warn him of anything. "It doesn't seem like this is the place to talk about that topic, I'm a little dizzy after so much sunbathing. Alright, let's go back. ”

Smith nodded, and the two stood up and left the beach as if nothing had happened.

This meeting was first proposed by Smith. He had been leading the U.S. government-sponsored research program on the application of therapeutic cloning technology for years, and just two days ago he had come here under the pretext of a leave of absence to meet secretly with Grandrent.

"Well, no one here will hear you, you can just say it." Grandrent leaned back on the soft couch, the two of them alone in the empty room.

"I didn't know who this person was, but he mentioned that we had previously conducted brain transplant trials using clones, but he didn't threaten me, he just told me that if I wanted to continue our research, I had to work with them. Based on the identification he presented, I think they should be from the State Secrets Research Agency. Smith kept staring at Grandrent's face as he said this, but to his slight disappointment, Grandrent didn't look surprised.

These people have been so patient that they don't remember to come into contact with me until now. Grandrent didn't say what was in his mind, he changed his posture, leaned over and asked, "Did they put forward any conditions?" Let's hope they don't be stupid enough to think that I'm going to do things for them just by issuing a certificate for a country. I know better than they do what they stand for. ”

"Oh, the man who came only spoke briefly, and he said that if we were willing to cooperate, we would be treated the same in the future, and that in the process of research, it would provide us with the safest defense, and not even the government parliament could interfere with our actions." Smith recalled.

If I had started this project in the first place, I might have genuinely supported their proposal, but now I wouldn't give up my vows to another person for an ethereal promise. Grandrent did not answer immediately, and thought quietly for a long time.

Finally, Grandrent let out a breath and asked, "Your opinion?" He was a little skeptical that this old friend, after that turmoil, would still be as faithful to him as ever.

"I think if you want to continue with our plan, you should agree to their proposal, although we have made a lot of breakthroughs, but we are still a long way from the final goal, and it is difficult for us to do it alone. And if it is made public, under their protection, it can be continued. There is a small chance of a mid-trip break. Smith replied earnestly.

After listening to Smith, Grandrent confirmed one of his previous judgments, but he did not want to put it into practice, because it was far from time.

"Well, I believe your advice, and if you really want to succeed, it seems inevitable that you will have to work with them. Although something unpleasant seems to have happened between us. But I think I can understand what they're doing, but, what will they need me to do? Is it to provide budget funds that cannot be publicly requested, or is it necessary to bribe more parliamentarians to give the green light to other projects? Grandrent closed his eyes a little sleepily and said the answer he wanted.

In another place, Jiang Minghong is having the first major event in his life, and it may be a big event for him. But in Xue Yunchu's eyes, these celebrations were nothing more than tedious rituals before the two mammals went on their breeding activities.

Although the royal family of Urs may be the least famous and smallest of the surviving royal families in the world, or it may not be recognized by the state at all, the wedding is still lavish and cumbersome enough. This included the preparation of the pre-engagement gifts, the formal celebration of the wedding, and the multi-day celebration of the heads of the various tribes, as well as the ministers and their relatives. It took almost a month to circle down.

At the so-called "pilgrimage", Xue Yunchu saw the bride. As a princess of the royal family, it is rare to meet outsiders, and only outsiders like Jiang Minghong, who have different meanings to them, can freely interact with their princess.

An ordinary black girl, not pretty, but judging from her eyes and manners, she is quite simple and will not cause much trouble in the future. After watching from a distance, Xue Yunchu came to his own conclusion.

The place where Jiang Minghong and his bride cave house is in his original villa. In order to avoid suspicion, Xue Yunchu naturally couldn't continue to live there, so he moved out. Now where Xue Yunchu lives, it is only less than fifty meters away from Jiang Minghong's villa, a bungalow that has risen as an outbuilding.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood, is it because your new wife is making you feel unsatisfied?" Xue Yunchu was at his residence and received Jiang Minghong, who came to visit in the name of an ordinary person. Brainwave secret communication, when it is not necessary, they will not use it, after all, it will have some stimulating effects on people's brains, Xue Yunchu himself doesn't care, but Jiang Minghong still belongs to the category of human beings, and he can't help but pay attention to this effect.

Jiang Minghong found a chair and sat down, and said, "That's not a problem, I didn't really care about her anyway." It's just that some time ago, I was busy with the preparation of the wedding and the preparations for the nuclear power plant, and I was overwhelmed. And Jiang Ying seems to have some signs of autonomy, and sometimes asks some inexplicable questions, I will call him over tomorrow, will the doctor give him a test? ”

It seems that the more people he comes into contact with, the faster this aspect develops, and Xue Yunchu knows that his clone Xue Ying is still only in the stage of mechanical obedience.

"This is good news, he may have all kinds of doubts and curiosity for a period of time, similar to the development of ordinary young children, but the chip installed in his brain has enough information to answer those questions he generates, and it will not take too long." Xue Yunchu explained slightly

"Will he have other problems?" Jiang Minghong was a little curious, if it was an ordinary clone, it would develop like a normal human baby, and there was nothing surprising. He was concerned about what effect the doctor could have on consciousness after installing the chip, and whether he would be able to achieve perfection.

"It's not easy to draw conclusions, but as long as you guide him properly and be a patient parent, his development will not deviate from the track we have set. Just as most children grow up the way their parents expect them to, even though they usually have a rebellious period, it is still evident that both parents behaved as adults. Xue Yunchu pondered for a moment and found an example to illustrate.

According to the general theory, from a general concept, whether it is the development of a fertilized egg or a somatic cell cloning, it is the use of the genes of one's own body to produce offspring, in this sense, Jiang Ying is indeed his two-year-old son, although Jiang Minghong thinks so, he still feels a little awkward. No one else's son would appear to be as old as his father.

The next day, Xue Yunchu saw Jiang Ying, and from the outside, of course, he was different from Jiang Minghong, his face had changed. However, it can be seen from some smart eyes that what Jiang Minghong said is not wrong.

Xue Yunchu wanted to test it briefly, he first asked Jiang Ying to sit down, searched it in the records about human beings in the database, and then said: "I'll tell you a story, the story of the British priest, in the era of foreign colonization in the West, it often started with cultural aggression. When a young British pastor arrived in a country and found it difficult to arouse the interest of the local people, no matter how hard he tried, he developed a group of believers. But soon these believers found his preaching unpleasant, and some began to withdraw, much to his distress. At an exchange meeting of the laity, he met an old pastor who had made great achievements in developing believers, and he raised his questions. ”

Xue Yunchu paused, and then said, "'What can you do to attract the attention of the people? When the old priest heard this, he thought for a moment and replied, "You can say, 'The happiest years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman.'" The young pastor was taken aback and looked at the old pastor in disbelief. But the old priest, unhurried, triumphantly continued, 'That woman is my mother.' When the young pastor heard this, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was a good trick. ”

So he said to the people who came at the next service, 'The happiest time of my life was spent in the arms of a woman,' and as he expected, all the people looked at him in amazement. He was very proud at this time, but at this critical time, because he was too nervous and wanted to perform, he forgot the following words. He was sweating, looked around, and stammered, 'But,...... But I can't remember who she is.'"

Xue Yunchu said this, paying attention to Jiang Ying's reaction, but obviously, Jiang Ying didn't appreciate the effect of this story, he didn't show any signs of laughing, but thought for a while before replying, "This will cause others to misunderstand, is this the result, doctor?" ”

Xue Yunchu didn't answer immediately, and said to Jiang Minghong, "It seems that he is still far behind, and it cannot be said that he has an independent consciousness now, but he is just in the stage of actively reacting to external things. ”

"As a result, the pastor was burned alive for making obscene remarks." Xue Yunchu told him that all the background and results of this humorous story were all the processing and correction of the original written materials in order to test Jiang Ying's thinking reaction.

"You take him back and have more conversations with him, it will help you develop your mind. When he understands the story, he will come back to me. Xue Yunchu looked at Jiang Minghong, who couldn't hold back and didn't dare to laugh out loud, and asked him to take this sluggish guy away.