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The real creator looked at the apple rolling in Edward's hand with an indescribable expression, and cleared his throat, still not holding back his curiosity:

“…… I'll touch it. ”

The real creator touched this apple, it felt very smooth to the touch, without any feather touch, like a real apple, it was hard to imagine that this thing was actually a genetically modified chicken.

“…… This...... How do organisms grow? ”

After a brief period of shock, the True Creator, who had experienced countless storms and waves, was relieved. After all, this apple (this chicken?) In fact, it is inferior to the mythical creature forms of some gods in an indescribable degree, and since they are intelligible beings, the curiosity of the true Creator about them will overpower the retreat.

Edward smacked his lips, "Actually, Frank doesn't know what this thing is, he made it by mistake when he was improving the texture of the apple to the texture of chicken." ”

"There's no blood, so you can't be invaded by me."

"I studied it in the form of divination."

She patted the apple, which chirped a few more times, and the real creator leaned back slightly.

"You see, it doesn't have a vocal organ at all, but it does make sounds."

"Indeed." The True Creator nodded, "And it's not like bread, it's not spiritual feedback, it's a real voice." ”

Edward said, "At first I thought it was a chicken soul stuffed into an apple, and then I relied on the spirit to make a sound, and then I confirmed that the creature had no soul, more like a demon - you understand the word, right?" Well, it seems that your former omniscient omnipotence includes a bit of old-time magic. Just kidding, it looks like you've seen it before? - I suspect it's Frank's experimental chicken that's too alive, and he puts ......"

Edward pondered his vocabulary and said as rigorously as he could:

"I don't know what method he used, but he transferred his life force from the chicken to the apple."

"So the apple became a soulless but living creature."

"In other words, it was really an apple in the first place, not a chicken growing out of a tree."

"Yes, but I think chickens are going to grow in the trees soon." Edward shrugged, "After all, failure is the mother of success, and this great failure must have allowed him to make the real Apple Chicken born soon." ”

…… The True Creator pursed his lips and selectively ignored the phrase. She picked up the apple and carefully felt the life force inside with her authority.

"And I also ate one, and the flesh of the apple has also been changed to a certain extent, and the taste is biased towards chicken." Edward, "It doesn't taste good. However, eating it grilled can restore the taste of roast chicken to the greatest extent, and it has its own seasoning flavor. It seems that Frank's research has been somewhat successful. ”

Ate one? The real creator was dumbfounded, too, the apple must have grown one tree at a time, and the life force of one or a few chickens polluted so many apples? …… Although they are all strange, it is better not to have chickens with a tree to come out......

"Indeed, there is no spirit, or spirit and flesh (pulp?). The connection is loose. ”

The dregs of the spirit, the life force and the container do not match, this creature does not grow, and the life force is constantly lost, so it can only live for a short time. Probably when the apple spoils, the vitality will also dissipate, that is, within two or three days...... research related to "vitality" is also available in other ways, such as "craftsmen" can also drain the vitality of the surrounding area at the demigod level, integrate it into machinery, and make living dolls. But both in terms of consumption and conversion ratio, it seems that Frank is better.

The point is, this is a technology developed by a low-order "cultivator"!

The True Creator weighed the apple a few times, as if she were a guest at a fruit stand, and then she returned it to Edward, and said thoughtfully:

"Is he willing to sell this failed technology?"

She thought about buying this life force transfer technology that would help her create many consumable spells, unlike the clunky and expensive dolls of the Steam Church.

Powerful life force, sturdy containers, and if spiritual materials can be added, this technology may shine - as long as you research and improve yourself, it is also possible to transfer the life force and soul together, so as to achieve in a sense the "immortality" that some of the world's mad scientists have studied. Turn inanimate objects into living beings, and even turn living people into conscious extraordinary objects!

Science and technology are the primary productive forces. Once this kind of demon is mass-produced, its own technology will cause a dimensionality reduction blow to other ordinary people's armies of the same era!

The demon saw through her thoughts at once, and smiled:

"You're going to use this technology to expand Medici's army, right?"

"To be honest, since this organism is able to respond to external stimuli (she pinched the apple, and the apple screamed a few more times and tried to jump out of her hand), it should also be thinking, or instinctive, and probably also used as an anchor."

The True Creator shook his head: "I'm not going to let the Apple pray to the Medici." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly thought of the sacrament cake that would automatically pray when she had spirits, and felt a little dizzy and difficult to breathe because of the whimsy of her subordinates.

"Really? It seems that your current recruitment results are not bad. ”

Edward looked at the real creator with interest and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, he doesn't plan to sell this technology to people whose purpose is 'war, human experimentation, harming others, and expanding private arming', so God shouldn't be able either." ”

The demon whispered, "But I think you just have to go to his dream and say a few words, and he will be grateful to give all his skills." Don't you want a 40% increase in wheat yield? With such a high yield, you can feed hundreds or thousands of more people, and how many more believers can you absorb? It's a pity that you're in the Aurora Society, and wheat is a by-product, and Frank also temporarily declined on the grounds of genetic instability. ”

The true Creator has always been moved by the heart (except for the bread and the chicken), but that doesn't mean she will be moved by the words of the devil.

"Stop."

She turned her face over, and instantly became unkind: "The things have been brought, and the words have been finished, why don't you leave?" ”

"When did we become so estranged?"

"Estranged? Is our relationship good enough to be used in the word estranged? ”

The demon raised his eyebrows and stretched his hand forward: "Then pay this year's rent of 70,000 yuan." ”

"Medici has broken my greenhouse garden for a while, right? What she burned was the precious exotic flowers and plants that I carefully selected and cultivated, and my servants have taken care of them seriously for nearly two hundred years, and they are full of antiques from the inside out, full of my precious memories! ”

"If you add up manpower and material resources, you will pay me five thousand pounds."

Forget about the precious memories! Looking at you like this, I know that you don't have half a memory of those so-called pasts, after all, why do you, the outer god, still play so conscientiously in front of me? You're not a Faceling! The eyes of the true creator rolled to the sky, and the image of Edward in her heart became infinitely shorter, and finally became a villain, and the real creator stabbed the villain wildly in her mind.

"It feels like you're secretly scolding me." Edward said, "You have such a strong grievance. ”

"No, you feel wrong."

The demon's malicious perception is really troublesome. The real creator replied with a smile and no smile.

She took twenty stitches in her head before she spoke: "I will pay for the damage caused to you by Medici, and I will also pay for the rent of the manor." ”

"Or do you have something extraordinary that you want to rent?"

"You don't have what I need here at the moment, so it's better to give money directly." Edward took out a note from the pocket of his coat and handed it over, with a name and a string of bank accounts written on it, "Well, that's it, six installments, no less than ten thousand at a time." This year has just begun, but it's just around the corner. ”

It's okay if there's no interest. The True Creator took the note and nodded.

– Milan Nora Fetus.

The tail number and letters of the account number indicate that it is a county bank account in East Chester County, and the name is not a homonym or impliment. The real creator took a look at it and put it away, believing that it was one of the other party's false identities.

"I see." She urged again, "Go back to jail quickly." ”

"Come out and let the wind go for a while, you have such a big opinion, and you're gone." Edward nodded perfunctorily and took the apple back in his pocket.

The True Creator stared at the bulging pocket for a moment, resisting the idea of buying the apple and researching the technology himself.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

"What if I bought the technology to create demons to farm the land?"

Edward, who had reached the door, paused, as if in thought, and after two seconds she turned her head and replied as she thought:

"Maybe."

"But you'd better really use it for farming."

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On Sunday morning, Daniz took the initiative to reveal the news of an extraordinary gathering and took Crane with him.

It just so happened that Crane also wanted to put the plan of collecting materials for the "Secret Puppet Master" on the agenda, so he agreed to the situation, and successfully purchased the "dust of the ancient wraith" during the party.

Towards the end, the convener of the party, "Julius" Ozil, laughed and said:

"I have a commission."

As he spoke, he pulled a picture from the inside pocket of his clothes:

"Find the person above, the reward is 1,000 pounds, or the equivalent of the usual extraordinary material, remember, you can't hurt her."

£1000? This can drive most adventurers crazy...... I don't know who I was looking for, and I was paid such a high price...... Crane was not surprised to see that everyone in the room was willing to give it a try.

The photograph began to pass in counterclockwise order, and arrived in Crane's hand a few minutes later.

He glanced at it casually, and a little surprise suddenly appeared in his heart.

The woman in the photo is quite beautiful, with bright red hair and a pair of emerald eyes like jewels, and her complexion is not fair, but she gives a healthy feeling.

At the time of the photo, she was dressed in a brown and white women's riding suit, with knee-high boots and a deer-hunting hat, and her waist was cinched in leather to make her look unusually slender. Her overall temperament looks simple and capable, reminiscent of some ancient aristocratic families with hunting traditions in the Northern Continent.

A girl from a good family...... Who would spend £1,000 on her, and only if they couldn't hurt her...... Well, a photo of a barely smiling face...... Crane's mind flashed through multiple love-hate romance stories.

What a domineering pirate fell in love with the daughter of a rich merchant, plundered her to his own ship, and finally escaped by her, what a broken aristocratic lady became a pirate, was caught by mistake, and staged a criminal love with the "punisher" and the middle and upper class men of the military, and used it to get out of the predicament and leave the cage, what freshly baked witch accidentally got into emotional debt when giving people pleasure...... Similar thoughts swirled, and Crane almost raised his palm and covered his face.

I've seen too much in my last life...... In this world, there is a psychological shadow because of the witch...... He sighed, raised his head, and said to Ozil, the convener of the party:

"What's her name?"

"Yin Lian." Ozil replied succinctly, "But it must have been changed to a pseudonym." ”

Yin Lian, a typical Indisian female name...... Crane asked again:

"Is there anything she wears regularly?

"Hair is fine, too."

This is a medium used for divination and searching.

Crane didn't mention that the clothes he had recently worn and had not been washed were also up to the mark, and he was afraid that the employer behind the scenes would throw him a piece of women's underwear, which would be embarrassing.

Ozil shook his head:

"Nope.

"She has a strong anti-tracking ability."

"How's she going?" Other party attendees asked.

Ozil said solemnly:

"The employer didn't describe it in detail, only that it wasn't too powerful, but it was better than Sequence 9."

"You don't need to catch her, you just need to determine her whereabouts and you can get paid."

…………

Trainor looked up from the forms and papers, glanced at Turing, who had come to help, and spat out a name in confusion:

"Yin Lian?"

"That little girl? She contacted me? ”

Turing maintained the image of a personable old butler, standing by and using his computing power to check the accounts. A message appeared on his glasses:

"Master, since you left Intis, Miss Yin Lian has been chanting your name since the second week, but unfortunately you have been staying in the Southern Continent. When we returned to Intis by water, I received at least twenty unanswered prayers. ”

"Is she looking for me? Ignore her for now, Turing, first run this sand table simulation, and then enter the information. ”

"Yes."

Trainor shook his head, stood up and grabbed a stack of resumes and identifying information from another table—since Medici had been interviewing applicants in person, Predator Cross applications had plummeted by eighty percent.

Gaston Raymond, the leader who had rightfully handed over the management and went on vacation to another country, was said to have not slept all night after hearing the bad news, and Trainor could prove that it was true, because the other party had made Trainor get up from the bed to check the number of applicants for the month. The answer is that it has actually been sharply reduced to the original one, but the reporting personnel have embellished the data and added one percent.

"I now have as much respect for that guy as Raymond is for the chastity of an Intis woman."

Trainor complained. He was not afraid of this angelic leader, after all, due to his father's connection with the Aurora Society, he was now technically Medici's direct subordinate.

Raymond has a lot of criticism about the real Creator's personnel and Medici's parachuting, but Tony Towne has been completely reduced to the Red Angel's praiser (his light-speed defection has led to a legend circulating in the Iron Cross that "the Red Angel will also whisper like the Lord, and turn all who hear her whispers into their own followers"). She couldn't resist the higher order of her own path, so she simply handed over the power generously, and then went directly abroad to contact her private soldiers, wanting to keep her personal army.

As a result, Medici was in power for more than a week, his own private soldiers were saved, and the Iron Cross was about to make ends meet.

"Alas, none of the applicants this time look good, and I want to hire an assistant for myself."

Trenor frowned as he expertly handled the various complaint letters in the guild (ten or even ninety percent of them were physical disputes between a bunch of panicked provocateurs digesting potions of each other):

"A few years ago, I managed to get someone from Lemburg, but I didn't work for a few months before I left. I have brains, and it seems that I didn't want to join in the first place, and I didn't seriously participate in the prayers of the true Creator. ”

About two hours later, after finishing the business at hand, Trainor took out his private collection of ice Coke, and asked Turing, who was still running the map, while drinking:

"What is Yin Lian looking for me?"

"Yes. After hearing the news of your departure from Intis, Miss Yin Lian chose to cut off contact with Intis's family the next day, and used her own channels to transfer her parents to the sea. ”

One of Yin Lian's backers is herself, and the other is the Sauron family of Indis. The family is high and the emperor is far away, but the protection of the sage can be seen and touched. With this, Yin Lian was able to cooperate with the "Sick Lieutenant General" on an equal footing, instead of unilaterally becoming a vassal.

Now that her backer has broken with her family, she must make a choice now.

"She wants to follow me? Also, her useless father has no status in the family, and she can't even save her current family property without relying on me. Trainor disagreed, "Anything else?" ”

Turing multi-line parallel, searching for important content from other prayers, respectfully said:

"Miss Yin Lian has revealed to you the clues of the witch's 'Sick Lieutenant General'."

"It's smart." Trainor waited for the following, "But a mid-sequence witch isn't enough for me to shelter her family. ”

"In her prayers, Ms. Yin Lian revealed that after a period of business cooperation, the 'Sick Admiral' showed an unbelievable interest in her and trusted her very much. Therefore, Miss Yin Lian learned that the 'Sick Lieutenant General' seemed to have an immediate family member of the Sage level, but the 'Sick Lieutenant General' was not very willing to mention her. ”

Even this kind of thing is said, is the admiral of that disease already thinking about meeting his parents? This little girl, no, boy, is she really fascinated by Yin Lian? Trainor was stunned.

“…… The Sage of the Witch Sect? One of those 'holy women' referred to by color? ”

Trainor was a little interested, and pondered for himself: "It's not going to be 'black', if the disease is the offspring of 'black', then sequence 5 and 6 are not enough." ”

"If Diana were still alive, I would consider telling Richard about this."

A witch sage is not easy to mess with, so I don't need to trouble myself......

Trainor yawned and waved his hand:

"Okay, I know about it. You tell her to wait for the notification, I'm very busy right now, I don't have time to take care of her. ”

TBC

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You don't think this side quest is interesting, but your boss doesn't.