Under Ma Xianhong's guidance, Chi Yao entered the cabin of the Slim Furnace, which looked like a big round ball.

As Ma Xianhong injected Qi, the self-cultivation furnace gradually became operational, making a rumbling sound.

In the cabin, Chi Yao closed his eyes and meditated, carrying out the flow of mana in his body.

As time passed, the first round of testing ended quickly, and Chi Yao walked out of the open hatch and saw Ma Xianhong looking at the slim furnace with a puzzled expression.

Ji Yao also had a guess about this, but he still asked.

"Old horse, what is the result?"

Ma Xianhong raised his head and looked at Chi Yao, as if he was looking at a monster, and his tone was very surprised.

"Without any data collected, the Slim Furnace is completely unparse for your abilities! It can even be said that the Slim Furnace doesn't even feel the presence of your Qi! How did you do that? ”

As for the self-cultivation furnace being completely useless to himself, Chi Yao guessed that this self-cultivation furnace could not analyze the high-level energy—that is, fate, and fate was the energy related to the fate system, which was even more ethereal and ethereal and difficult to detect.

Ji Yao naturally wouldn't reveal his true ability, and pretended to be helpless.

"Old Ma, I didn't expect this to be the result, why don't you try another way?"

Ma Xianhong touched his chin and nodded.

"Okay, let's try again!"

"Boom—"

The roar of the machine of the slim furnace was endless, and the two of them were busy almost all day before they finally came to a conclusion.

The elemental spells mastered by Chi Yao can't be analyzed by the self-cultivation furnace, and they can't even be detected; And the spells and spells of this world that Ji Yao just learned last night can barely be parsed, after all, they are products of the same world.

However, after a humanoid complex device like Chi Yao, coupled with its Western origin, the difference in basic theories makes the progress of analysis quite slow, and the analysis time required is almost longer than the time of all the upper root devices combined.

But to be able to get such a result, Ma Xianhong is also relieved, and his mentality is quite good.

"Thank you, Lao Yao, even if the progress is slow, there is still some progress, it's better than falling into a bottleneck and completely stuck!"

As he spoke, Ma Xianhong remembered something again, looked at Chi Yao and asked.

"By the way, didn't Lao Yaoling also go to participate in Luo Tian Dajiao? Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, do you know each other? ”

Chi Yao nodded, expecting what Ma Xianhong was going to say next.

"Yes, you want me to invite them to your Biyou Village?"

Ma Xianhong saw that Chi Yao said what he was thinking, and clapped his hands violently and responded.

"That's right! Lao Yao, your ability is not a warlock after all, but I have a hunch that the ability of a warlock will play a great role in perfecting the self-cultivation furnace! ”

"So I think I should go find a warlock to help, now a powerful warlock, I also met Zhuge Qing on Luo Tian Dajiao. And Wang Ye is also a person who has inherited the Eight Wonder Skills, and I want to help one or two. ”

"If, Lao Yao, you are familiar with them, can you please tell me: I, Ma Xianhong, invited them to Biyou Village as guests!"

Seeing that Ma Xianhong was getting more and more excited the more he spoke, Chi Yao poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Old Ma, I have to remind you, what you are doing now is very dangerous, don't rashly pull people into the village, especially the celebrities on Luo Tian Dajiao, it will attract the attention of the company."

Ma Xianhong looked at Chi Yao, who had a serious expression on his face, and asked very puzzled.

"What am I doing dangerously? And I invited Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, what does it have to do with the company? ”

Chi Yao reluctantly patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder.

"Old Ma, do you know the concept of the population red line?"

"Demographic red lines? What do you mean? Ma Xianhong asked suspiciously.

Chi Yao sighed and began to explain to Ma Xianhong.

"The demographic red line, which is an important indicator that the company pays attention to. The population red line is a concept that has been researched by countries around the world and specifically represents the proportion of aliens in the total population. This percentage is defined as 1 in 50,000. ”

"Once the number of Inhumans exceeds this ratio, it will cause a crisis, and the proportion of ethnic cohesion among the originally loose Inhumans will increase, and the risk of ordinary people becoming aware of the existence of Inhumans on a large scale will also increase."

"As the proportion continues to rise, it is inevitable that humans will begin to purge the Buddha, similar to the extermination of Buddhism during the Northern Wei Dynasty, or the witch hunt in the Middle Ages in Europe."

"And Lao Ma, your self-cultivation furnace can quickly transform ordinary people into aliens, it is precisely for the great threat of the population red line, once the company knows about it, it will definitely choose to eliminate the threat directly."

After listening to Chi Yao's explanation, Ma Xianhong also realized that his situation was quite dangerous, and muttered.

"Population red line, there is still such a saying......"

Ma Xianhong seemed to think of something again, and immediately said.

"That fight is caused by the difference between Inhumans and ordinary people, as long as I start with all ordinary people transforming into Inhumans, isn't it?"

Ji Yao couldn't help but cover his face and said.

"Ma Xianhong, you are too naïve. The strife between people will not subside, and you can imagine that even without the power of the Inhuman, there would be no fight between ordinary people? ”

"The battle between ordinary people is still so cruel, if everyone has the power of the Inhuman, do you think this kind of fight will be even more terrifying?"

"That's not right! That's because there are differences, and if they are eliminated, they won't be ......," Ma argued.

Ji Yao retorted.

"Difference is the law of the world, just as no two leaves in the world are exactly the same. Taking a step back, if you want to completely eliminate differences, no pain, no happiness, it means that you want to erase humanity and thought, cut off the future of humanity with your own hands, and everything is nothing. ”

"......" Ma Xianhong was silent.

Ma Xianhong walked to the slimming furnace and put his hand on it, feeling the temperature of the metal.

"Then if I want to restore my memory, can't I find someone back home?"

Ji Yao said affirmatively.

"Yes, of course. But it can only be used for yourself, and you can't transform ordinary people into aliens. ”

Ji Yao's eyes froze and he asked the key question.

"And how can you be sure that the Cultivation Furnace will be able to retrieve your memories?"

Ma Xianhong seemed to be told that he was in the sore spot, and immediately shouted.

"Yes! The slim furnace will definitely bring back my memory! That's what my sister told me! ”

Ji Yao struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask.

"Sister? Old Ma, do you still have a sister? Then why don't you ask her directly about the whereabouts of your family? ”

Ma Xianhong gasped and his face turned red.

"Sister, sister, she doesn't know, sister, she won't harm me!"

Looking at Ma Xianhong, whose emotions fluctuated violently, Chi Yao knew that it was time for him to stop, and now he only needed to plant a seed for the other party, and Ma Xianhong, who had been modified many times, couldn't withstand too violent stimulation.

Chi Yao stepped forward and patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder and comforted.

"Old Ma, you should take a good rest first, what I said, you think about it again, I am just providing advice, how to choose depends on your own ideas."

"......" Ma Xianhong sat down on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at Ma Xianhong, who was lost in thought, Chi Yao returned to his residence and continued to delve into the spell magic of this world.

The second more.

(End of chapter)