Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"I remember that the skull of the sword scorpion is the hardest?"

Princess Axia hid behind Teresa, carefully looked at the skull that was engraved with a strange barcode, and muttered, "I can penetrate the scales and fur on the top of my head and directly engrave the information on the hardest bones. The magic can do this, and why do you want to do this?"

"This is coding, it is branding."

Teresa thought for a moment, "It's like a rancher who grazes cattle and sheep. It will brand a mark on the buttocks of cattle, sheep or horses to mark or count. Of course, this code is more complicated and contains A lot of information, and perhaps the role of remote control.

"The reason why it can be directly imprinted on the skull by the scales and fur, because it is branded when the scales and fur have not yet grown."

"Hey?"

Princess Axia widened her eyes. "You mean, was the Sword Bug the newborn pig?"

"No, it is earlier than that."

Teresa thought thoughtfully, "It should be in its embryonic stage, not even a brand, but generated directly through genetic information."

Princess Asha does not know what "genetic information" is.

However, these days and Teresa get along, often hear some strange words from her mouth, Princess Axia has been strange.

"So, the Sword Bug is an artificial monster, a combat weapon?"

The concept of artificial monsters is not unfamiliar in the Emerald continent. It is not uncommon for the demons of the poetry population to speculate and to create a monster to kill.

"Man-made is man-made, but the purpose of making it originally is probably not fighting."

Theresa patted the **** of the sword and the pig's ass. The words turned and said, "Axia sister, do you know the difference between domestic pigs and wild boars?"

"This--"

Princess Asha did not understand how Teresa would suddenly talk about this topic.

Moreover, the meat consumed by the upper class in the Jade continent is mostly beef and mutton, and rarely eats pork. No matter whether it is domestic pig or wild boar, cooking is not a method, and the smell is too big.

Princess Axia shook her head.

"The pig is narrow in the shoulders, wide in the buttocks, from head to tail, showing a positive triangle; the wild boar is in turn, the shoulders are wide, the waist is narrow, the muscles are strong and strong, and it is most suitable for sprinting, from beginning to end, is an inverted triangle. ""

Theresa pointed to the sword and the magic pig. "You see this World of Warcraft. Although it grows fangs, scales and swords like spurs, it looks like a wild and hard to be tamed, but you can see it carefully. Still the shoulders are narrow, the waist is wide, and the **** is thick. This is a very obvious product of artificial domestication and even genetic modulation. It is only for some reason that it returns to the wild environment and there are signs of 'anti-domesticization'.

"Because it is not a biological weapon, it will be so awkward when sprinting, but it can only go straight, but it will not turn, it will fall, and it will be easily eliminated by us.

"In other words, no matter how terrifying it was, I believe that it was gestated or said to be 'made' to serve as a fat and juicy food."

"Hey!"

This time, Princess Asha was really shocked and unbelievable. She stuttered. "Why, some people have made such fierce beasts as food, etc. This is not the point. The point is, food can also be 'made'? The food that was made was branded on the skull, why did it let it run around and restore the wildness?"

“Food can of course be made. If one day we want to go to the middle of the stars, then synthetic food and efficient circulation systems are essential technologies.”

Teresa looked around and said, "Sister Axia, you should see that we are not in a vast world, but in an imposing giant giant confined structure, like a giant. Like a palace, isn't it?"

Princess Asha is not a fool. She nodded. "Yes, it is probably underground. The poets have called the **** demon world "abyss" or "hell". Naturally, there is no sky, and the darkness is twisted."

"So, in such a world where there is no sunshine, the average crops will certainly not survive, and there should not be too many beasts. It is very difficult to breed pigs and dogs and graze cattle and sheep."

Teresa said, "So, most of the food sources, except those that do not require sunlight and consume little air, only need heat to breed fungi and moss, can only rely on artificial synthesis.

“However, the general synthetic food has a problem, that is, the taste is too unpalatable. The so-called “taste of wax” is like eating a candle.”

Princess Axia "squats" and laughs.

"talking."

She said, "Which taste of a food is like a candle."

Teresa grinned.

In the past, on the bauxite, she did not eat less synthetic food such as chewing wax, and was fed up with that kind of boring taste.

"People who created the **** demon world in the past must not be able to withstand the taste of synthetic food. Therefore, they use excellent technology to directly manufacture poultry and livestock."

Teresa said to herself, "The life of this sword scorpion will not be too long. It will be at most a dozen or twenty years old. In other words, even if the time has passed for thousands of years, the 'fresh foods in the **** world are automatically The manufacturing system is still in operation and extremely technical, unmanned, self-running and maintenance.

"But here, there have been some... not so good things, the order is out of control, the delicious food that was originally made for people to enjoy, but escaped and degenerated into a fierce World of Warcraft.

"From food to Warcraft, it is certainly not a matter of a day or two. The order of the **** demon world has collapsed. It may have been for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years.

"In any case, if you can find the 'fresh food automatic manufacturing system' that makes the sword scorpion, you should be able to find out the core hub of the whole blood warfare, control center, master crystal brain or magic light brain and the like. Things, maybe, can also find a starship, at least an ultra-long-range communicator!"

"Teresa, what are you doing alone?" Princess Axia pouted, somehow, she thought Teresa was a very secret person, and she wanted to share these secrets with Theresa. .

"Nothing, cut the meat, let's go."

Teresa straightened her waist and looked at the domes of the light source neatly, confidently full of words, "Go to Black Jack them, and then go to the heart of the **** demon world!"