Dalyan, who was originally in charge of the communication work, sent the message to Li Aozi, and I don't know if he received it.

It's just that when he passed the news, the two women were arguing, and when he finished passing the message, he raised his head, and the two women were still chattering.

I heard that the quarrels of the aunts in the village are usually in MP4 format, which looks impressive and amazing.

And the quarrel between these two spellcasters of the [Jingyi] path is simply in ZIP format, and a lot of information is compressed in each sentence.

All kinds of quotations and paper parameters make people have a headache when they listen to it, not to mention that the two people occupy his communication channel and quarrel privately, which seriously affects Dalyan's work efficiency.

You forced me. ’

Captain Dalyan was helpless, put on a pair of sunglasses, and inadvertently interjected:

"Speaking of which, how about the quality to your side? Isn't she worried about Lord Leoz's situation? ”

"-quality?" Dialan was at a loss.

"Oh, the woman."

N4 put his hands behind his head and said disapprovingly:

"After Leoz left, she began to sleep."

"Are you so relieved?"

"What did she say: 'I won't worry about Li Oz, he can do anything', and then what's 'I like him, he won't die', 'Mortals can't understand this sense of trust, I don't bother to explain it to you', tsk, it's really arrogant, the immortal seed that can't die, it's really uncomfortable."

Dalyan tugged at the corners of his mouth, this answer was indeed very arrogant of the immortal species, and he snorted:

"Anyway, at least she trusts Lord Leoz - what is she doing now?"

"Anyway, for the immortals, there are no tools to kill time. I'm afraid she'll be bored, so I've just arranged for her a physical health test. ”

"Uh, aren't you sure it's not for your research desires......"

"By the way, I'm still very concerned about Ms. Mirad's health."

N4 deliberately glanced at the screen at Dialan, who was clutching the energy drink jar and pretending to be indifferent.

'Oh? Could it be that you are also Leoz's wings? Tsk, what an interstellar succubus. ’

The corners of N4's mouth are slightly raised.

She turned away and said lazily:

"After all, Miss Mired Fanny may become the first lady of the White Candle Star."

Dialan's pupils shrank, and his hand unconsciously tightened his grip on the energy drink can.

Syllable!

The door opened, and Mirad walked to the bridge with a report.

"Ms. N4, the results are out, I can't read this text-huh?"

She glanced up at the 'signal cut' screen.

Glancing at Captain Dalyan who was sitting in the command chair, 'cool and not talking'.

Finally, she looked at N4, who was trying to hold back a smile with her hands behind her head, and waved the report sheet in her hand:

"Help me look at the results, although it is a question whether everything can be detected that I am the origin of the species, but the whole set of tests feels quite formal to me."

"Rest assured, this is a technology from the Void Narrative, even if the citizens of [society] come, they can detect whether they are programmers or capitalists in their bodies."

N4 patted her full chest, she was quite confident in her technique.

Those creatures in the void don't even have information, and they can be identified and divided into types by her, and the amount of information is a little more complicated at best, so it's not a problem at all.

"Well, I believe you."

Mireid handed over the report:

"I don't expect anything useful from mediocre things, and to be honest, as a progenitor, I don't even know how my body is made."

"It's a pain to be too powerful, it's okay, you have to believe in science."

N4 glanced at the report, and all kinds of data quickly flowed through her mind, combining, analyzing......

"Hmmm......"

She pushed her glasses, then made sure she was not mistaken, took them off again, and pushed her eyes.

"N4 Lady ......"

"It's not, it's not right, it's not possible, this composition is too strange! I must have read it wrong. ”

N4 removed his eyeballs and put them on in a different suit, but the results did not change.

"You wait!"

N4 pulls his gun out of his arms and shoots himself in the head.

Bang!

The next moment, N4 fell straight to the ground, blood bubbles floating in the cabin.

Without waiting for the people around him to react, a portal made of flesh and blood suddenly opened in the space, and a three-meter-tall, porcelain muscle and jade bone, and a bewitching [Biochemist] slowly stepped out of it.

"It's really, it's shocking."

The biochemist, who had obvious traces of ascension apotheosis, muttered, making a sound that was seven points similar to that of N4. The scorpion on the left arm swallows the white sign of 'N4' written on the shoulder.

However, the aura on her body is very different from the N4 of the mere Zeta step (6), the kind of fiery, oppressive, and burning breath like the sun is the same as that of Jota (9) of Li Oz!

"Get back to your roots, my child."

She lowered her head, her body spreading green tendrils, quickly breaking down the N4 corpses on the ground into juice, and then absorbing them clean.

"Hmm...... Sure enough, it's worth showing up in my ontology. ”

She knelt down on one knee, gently picked up the report sheet that was floating in the air, and raised her head, five emerald green willow leaf-like compound eyes were like glass, reflecting Mireid's face:

"The noble Origin Seed, the source of alchemy, the guide of the proton, the more primitive existence than death - 'Quality' Mireid, your people are scarce in number, powerful in ability, although not good at fighting, but have the 'weak power' to change the attributes of all things. You who have no gender, no species, no existence, and nothing will not be destroyed, and nature will not need to reproduce and divide itself. ”

Mirad frowned, as if sensing what the other meant.

"It can be said that from the moment you existed, the number was fixed. The Origin Species is like this, the number is fixed early on, and it will not increase and decrease significantly at all, even the most terrifying Entropy Monarch is just a group of people who have awakened from a hot and silent universe and returned to this universe to chrysalis and reincarnation. ”

N4 lifted his fingertips and pointed lightly at Mirad:

"But that's no longer the case."

Or rather, she pointed to Mirid's lower abdomen:

"'Quality' Enrique, whose human name is Lady Mired Fanny, I am honored to tell you one thing:"

"You're going to be a mother. As the originator, you are pregnant. ”

"Pregnant?" Mirad is no stranger to the term.

She smiled:

"You're mistaken, the machine of everything can't detect the source of the original seed."

"One more thing."

N4 raised a second finger and announced:

"As the Origin Species, your current human form is the product of a high degree of compression, and the actual ontology is too large, so according to the Kars image, this time the detection is the same whether it is the image or the data."

Mired was puzzled: "What does this mean?" ”

"Based on imaging and information data detection, we conservatively calculated that more than 2,333 billion pregnant individuals were detected, but considering environmental factors, the final survival rate is very limited. Ah, to put it simply, ......"

N4 cast a spell out of thin air, quickly wrote a line of formulas, flipped it over, faced everyone, and calmly announced:

"Even the most conservative estimates are that you and Lee Oz will have 14.8 million healthy children."

"Congratulations, not only have you created a whole new race, so to speak, you two 'people' have created a country, or even a civilization at all."

"Congratulations, congratulations."