"They're gone!"

The Shrine of Tours finally came to an end.

Ren Shengsheng and others came, and Ren Shengsheng and others left again.

Except for the stone axe in the hand of the god Tours, nothing seems to have changed.

But the future is different.

Not to mention that Turkarando was panicked, even Turcalando was a little suspicious.

"Or ...... Or should I step down early? Turcorando said, "It's better than if I was killed and then let you inherit the chieftaincy!" ”

"Huh? Such? ”

Turcarrando undoubtedly resisted such things as the priesthood, especially when he became the leader of the Tur tribe.

Part of the reason for her repeated rebellion and departure is partly related to this.

As far as she is concerned, it is good for her mother to do this kind of thing, she does not need to be involved, she has no interest in this right.

"Maybe you don't have any interest in power," Tur Kratoor said in a low voice, "But you need to be clear, we don't have the ability to fight genetically, as long as we get rid of the Tur God, we are wasted, we can become the supreme leader of the Tur tribe, but after we fall, we will be the lowest people of the Tur tribe!" ”

"Hmm!"

"Think about it again, do you squander the benefits of these rights all the time when you travel the world?"

Whether Turkarando admits it or not, she has the ability to constantly use the aura of the gods in order to gain interpersonal rapport.

From time to time, she also relied on her privilege to use satellite positioning to remotely search for relevant information, and even to use confidential information that the Tur had already obtained.

But as long as she belonged to a normal woman, these were not things that she could touch.

Thinking about his profligacy, and thinking about his freedom from these abilities and powers, Turkalando's complexion slowly changed.

Obviously, getting used to these abilities, it is difficult for her to break away.

"Let's find a good time, and then you will take over as chief," said Turcorando, "and if I believe in the future that the oracle speaks, it will at least save me from a catastrophe!" ”

"This ......"

"What, do you want to wait until I die?"

"I didn't!"

Turkalando shook his head.

This made Turcorandot extremely satisfied.

At this time, she was very grateful to this plain Zhang Manqian.

No matter how hard she tried, this could not match the power of the other party's painting.

Turkarando was a willful and stubborn cow, and if she hadn't died, Turcarrandot was sure that his daughter would have had a hard time changing her mind.

And this stick figure in front of her is almost equivalent to dying for her once, so that Turkarando understands the truth in advance and is willing to accept reality.

As one of the few ties in Turcorandot, and even the bond of the next generation, she hopes that her daughter will be of the same mind as herself, and that only in this way can they gain a foothold in the Tours clan, instead of requiring her to control the divine power while seeking scientific research, and even need to discipline her own daughter.

Distracted by various things, Turcorando's research on related technologies has been stagnant for more than ten years.

It was a golden decade, and it was also a decade in which genetic research continued to move forward.

She undoubtedly went in the wrong direction, but her research ability remained.

If he could get rid of his shackles, Turcorandot would indeed like to become a scientific researcher.

Just like any one who had to engage in psychological research in his life, even if they had to cross careers for some reason, their accumulated knowledge still exists, and they have the confidence and ability to catch up with relevant cutting-edge science.

Turcorando firmly believes that only science and technology can change society, and that only science and technology can save the people of Tours, rather than continue to indulge in the rebirth of their gods.

It just so happens that the science and technology that changes the world are within the reach of the human elite.

As long as there are so many elites in an era, there is a high probability that this will lead the direction of mankind.

Turcorandot undoubtedly wants to be one of those elites.

Even the embryo conception technology she has mastered is indeed at the forefront of the level.

With enough sperm and eggs, she can breed almost every mammal in the world, and even in the most vicious wars, her skills can quickly restore the vitality of social groups.

This is even influencing the technology of warfare that relies on the sea of people.

But the world has entered the age of genes and the era of individual beheading, and her technology has no use.

Any war will be waged only because the top has interests, and when the war threatens the life of the top level, the war will be directly nipped in the bud.

The era that followed was one in which the ability of individuals at the top was infinitely strengthened, and Turcorandot did not want to see such an era, but had to participate in such an era.

"Tenth sequence, make gods!"

Only Montesbatons of the O'Micha Alliance made it to the eighth sequence in the world, but Turcorandot never had his sights set on what others had already achieved.

She even crossed the theoretical ninth sequence and set her sights directly on the tenth sequence, where the genes were finalized.

It's not that she's ambitious, it's that Turcorando wants to have the highest goal in his heart, and he keeps moving towards it, rather than being complacent and losing his goal when he reaches a certain point.

As the chief priest and chief of the gods of Tours, Tourcorandot hopes to one day truly succeed in creating gods.

"If it really reaches that point, there should be no war in the world forever, and we Tur people can survive in an ever-evolving society!"

The thoughts in her head were wild, and she was thinking beyond normal researchers.

It wasn't until Turkarando inquired about the exploration of the caves in various places, and there was the study of millipedes, that Turkrando came back to his senses.

"The exploration of the cave is slower than expected, and it will take at least half a year for this matter to come to fruition, but the millipede is a little strange after research!"

"What's weird?"

"The researchers took out a white circular object from the millipede's body, and believed that the toxin and power of this millipede had become so dangerous through the blessing of this circular object!"

"I didn't get it!"

"I mean, that could be the source of millipedes' abilities, and millipedes can't exert much strength without this thing, and ......"

"And what?"

"That white round seems to be an excellent raw material for blood agents, far superior to the phagocytic fusion of genes in blood and muscle."

It is undoubtedly difficult to draw blood from the body of a millipede, and the flesh and blood of this poisonous insect are not suitable for integration into the human body, but the white round object of the millipede is a rather peculiar existence, which can actually be adapted to the preparation of blood.

Although the effect of this blood agent is not yet known, it undoubtedly gives a new direction for genetic research.

Rather than seeing the millipede as a new type of creature, but rather as a beast, Turcorando felt that there might have been an omission in the study of the beast captured by the Kuril Alliance.

And human research on the genes of ferocious beasts will inevitably bring more benefits, which may be the real ladder for promotion in the high-level sequence stage.

(End of chapter)