Chapter 1741 Ancient Waste Technology

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The flames burned fiercely in the enclosed space filled with oxygen. As soon as the flames appeared, they rushed to all directions and devoured everything that could be swallowed, including the stacks of special papers stored in this airtight room. material. |

The flames burned hotter and hotter, and the paper material was wrapped in it, and the temperature continued to rise. The entire airtight cabin became a terrible oven, even if it was fireproof, it couldn't withstand such smelting.

What Mo Ye saw when he appeared was such a furnace, filled with cold air, and then the ice turned into ice water, the fire element was restrained, the burning flames were extinguished, and a scorched mess remained.

"How much is left?" If Mo Ye was three seconds later, there would really be nothing left of these papers.

Mo Ye looked at Xiaoqi, and naturally asked about the materials involved. It is impossible and impossible for the memories in the minds of the staff to appear as evidence, and there is no way to spread them. Who told Xiao Hei not to convert the memories into images? Records, even if they are converted into images, most of them can be refuted as forged by using technological means. This is really not impossible and has no credibility.

Even those staff members can’t remember the specific experimental data. According to the memory content read by Xiao Hei, the experimental division of labor in this base is very clear and rigorous, even if these core staff can fully access the experimental content. very few.

Division of labor and cooperation, each person is only responsible for a part of it, and finally the sum of the experimental data is integrated by experts with the highest security level, so even if the memory is read, it is very difficult for those scattered and sporadic contents to be systematically organized and combined , this is not a mathematical permutation and combination problem.

Mo Ye saved all the materials that were about to be burned to ashes. These specially treated animal skin papers have a high ignition point. Although they were charred a little, most of them were preserved.

"Master, about 60% of it is preserved, and the rest can be repaired. I can repair it to about 80%."

These materials, whether it is charts, data, or various photos, record in detail what the so-called materials are in the entire ice field base, and what these people want to do with these materials.

Use the strange species to form cloned strange species troops to deal with the Zerg, so this is going to return the body of the insect with the way of the insect?

It seems that the idea is not wrong, but such a laboratory will inevitably involve human experiments. The Legion of the Temple of Liberty actually secretly developed human experiments and formed a clone army. There was a huge shock.

Some bottom line ethics cannot be stepped on.

This is probably the boundary that distinguishes humans from other species.

Mo Ye glanced at the experimental data records. Most of the text was incomprehensible, but the pictures were very clear. Various human organs were arranged in a spiral, which made people dizzy.

Mo Ye put all these paper materials into the space ring, and left Xiao Qi to study them slowly.

At this time, the entire underground base of the ice field is filled with clones, strange species and bloodthirsty berserk beasts that can only be regarded as half-finished products.

Roaring sounds filled every passageway, and the creepy hissing and mournful cries were intertwined, and blood and stumps were scattered everywhere.

Fear and despair continued to spread, and the various base staff who were focused on their work and buried here became the prey of the monsters they carefully cultivated and raised.

"Get out"

"Go away, you monsters!" The hoarse and tearing voice trembled.

"Go away" the snow-white uniform was stained red with blood, and the blood-red flowers bloomed dazzlingly, and the trainer held the laser knife and kept waving it in the air.

When retreating backwards, the trainer tripped over the corpses under his feet, fell to the ground, kicked his feet on the ground and kept retreating, but there was no retreat at all, the surroundings were full of corpses, those of alien beasts and humans, obviously only separated by a wall But that section of the barrier couldn't pass through.

Those scarlet eyes were particularly prominent in the dim light. It turns out that being stared at by such bloodthirsty and cold crazy eyes is so frightening.

These things are obvious. Obviously they are the masterpieces of their hard-working feeding and nurturing, but at this time they have become the gods of harvesting life and death. "Without us, you are just some incomplete cells and embryos..." the staff muttered incessantly.

"Roar~"

The growl almost drowned out the bite.

The pain came as promised, but the life did not completely disappear. The mutilated body trembled in the blood amber, and the trainer felt a heavy pressure. The moment the strong body of the strange beast was taken away, the wound on the abdomen gurgled. With blood bubbles.

Mo Ye looked down and saw the trainer stretch out his hand and looked at his trembling voice, "Save...save...me..."

The desire to not want to die is very strong.

"Don't want to die?"

The trainer had lost the strength to shake his head, and his eyes glowed with a strong ray of survival.

I don't want to die, of course I don't want to die, whoever wants to die should die.

That's great.

The blood was stopped, the internal injury began to heal, and a clear lazy voice appeared in the ear of the trainer, "Do you have anything to say?"

The cultivator's pale lips were bloodless, and the subtext of this sentence was very obvious.

"you promise..."

Before he finished speaking, the wound that had stopped bleeding began to crack slightly.

Those who have no bargaining chips are not qualified to negotiate.

The incubator clutched his wound and didn't dare to hesitate, "I only know that this is the cultivation base of the Qixing Army. This is an important force for the temple to resist the Zerg. I have been engaged in this work for eight years... There are too many Zergs, too many, if we also have an army that can continue to multiply and fight and is not afraid of sacrifice, then we will never be afraid of Zergs again..."

"Liars are liars"

"They're all liars..." The trainer began to speak incoherently due to his agitated emotions and the sequelae caused by the wound. "Obviously there is a place, why don't you let us go up, why..."

"Don't worry, that spaceship can't escape."

The trainer "..." suddenly didn't know whether to express happiness or anger.

Beans poured into the bamboo tube, the trainer didn't hide anything, and told everything he knew, all the doubts about the temple, the unwillingness to be left behind, the fear of being attacked by strange species, all the accumulation of negative emotions, the trainer couldn't control himself at all Thoughts, I became excited as I talked.

This is much more convenient and intuitive than reading memory.

Mo Ye had wondered why there were so many strange species before, but now his confusion has been resolved.

Cultivating an army that can reproduce indefinitely like the Zerg and is not afraid of death or pain, what this is doing has been clearly revealed, and it is not just a human experiment.

"Master, this base is making clone warriors"

As an out-and-out illiterate and scientifically illiterate in the age of science and technology, Mo Ye is not very clear about what the so-called clone army is all about.

"Master, cloning technology is a technology that creates duplicate life forms through gene duplication, and this is the most basic genetics technology that humans have tried long, long, long ago.

However, the proposition of cloning human beings has not achieved real success. The composition of human gene chains is too complicated, especially when it involves various supernatural powers and physical talents. Some are not even the tip of the iceberg. Before the nth scientific and technological revolution, the Star Alliance once created human clones. Putting aside the scruples of the complicated human ethics and moral system of human beings, from the perspective of species evolution alone, cloning is right. The end of the human evolution path, because of this point of view, and the fact that cloning cannot completely inherit bloodlines and innate skills, and the common talents of breeding offspring are generally found, etc., cloning technology has withdrawn from the stage of the Star Alliance's genetic science research.

Any cloning technology related to human beings in the Star Alliance is a prohibited illegal and criminal act. Once discovered, it will be pursued and prosecuted by the relevant departments of the Star Alliance and all biological research qualifications will be deprived. "

Xiao Qi's long-lost science popularization class started, and Xiao Qi was very excited. If it wasn't for Mo Ye's hint, it would be enough, and Xiao Qi could talk in simple terms for another half an hour.

Mo Ye nodded dizzily, probably understood, so the Temple of Freedom picked up the ancient waste technology and re-utilized it?

Mo Ye thought of the strange creatures that combined Zerg and plants that could continuously replicate their genes that he had met in the Star Alliance before. Although they have similar approaches but the same effect, those big guys who are constantly splitting their genes seem to be more advanced. In this type of research, humans seem to be a bit behind the pace of the Zerg.

Probably just as Xiaoqi said, there are insurmountable problems in the gene replication of human beings. These strange species have great defects in combat effectiveness and response ability. Maybe some kind of technical problem has not been overcome. These strange species are in the attack mode Usually monotonous, the response is consistent, the cloning is not only species, but also various fighting habits, these things carved out of one mold, Luo Yuning's interest in fighting has gone from being enthusiastic at the beginning to now being completely uninterested. I have only experienced seven strange species.

All combat modes are predictable, the combat habits are exactly the same, even the combat stance is exactly the same, it may not be a particularly serious flaw in a group battle, but it will become a fatal flaw in a master battle, all your actions are It can be accurately predicted that the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced virtually, and the threat index will drop geometrically.

When Mo Ye inquired about the situation, the only spaceship that escaped and transferred had a problem that caused the pilot to collapse, and the failures followed one after another.

Seconds are like years.

Just when everyone was anxious and angry, the power system of the battleship that had been malfunctioning suddenly resumed operation, and with a bang, the battleship suddenly set sail. This sudden change made everyone on the battleship look at each other in dismay.

"what happened?"

"The power system is back in operation?"

The crew of the battleship piloting team looked at the young girl smiling at them, the expression on her face was clearly full of fear and surprise, but she wanted to pretend to be calm and maintain a calm appearance.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Is it really okay to ask so knowingly?

Mo Ye's eyes fell on the crew member on the far left, and his eyes moved down until the right hand was carried behind his back.

"Are you surprised the ship didn't explode right away?"

how do you know? The crew almost blurted out.

Mo Ye's eyes lingered for a week and finally landed on the man with two mustaches. Everyone had the same uniform, and there was no brochure to distinguish their positions. Apart from the two beards, this man looked very ordinary. The location is also not conspicuous, and it surprised others to be picked out by Mo Ye at a glance.

Regarding this, Mo Ye just wanted to say that in the entire cockpit, only this mustache had the most calm fluctuations in mental power, tense and calm, and it was hard for people not to notice such a big difference in mental power fluctuations.

This is definitely not the time and place where the person in charge of Mustache wanted the spaceship to be exposed. His plan to sneak into his own team was disrupted, and it was too late to transfer at this time, especially when he saw this person in front of him.

He now suddenly understood who the young girl in front of him was.

The leader of the Immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group, hehe, isn't he the leader of Ye Yanluo's explorer group?

Mo Ye, this person is Mo Ye, the space sage Mo Ye.

After this idea arises, what follows is not only fear, but also surprise and disbelief. Someone can survive the planetary explosion, and actually escaped the planetary explosion. It seemed incomparably ridiculous at times, and completely became a gigantic joke.

Desperation made the person in charge of the mustache suddenly laugh uncontrollably.

"Your Excellency Mo Ye"

Mo Ye neither answered nor denied, she came to the cockpit just to facilitate Xiaoqi to control the spaceship, and the crew members were not important at all.

Together, the thoughts turned into ice sculptures, leaving only the person in charge with a mustache.

"You really didn't die"

After confirming this idea, Mustache relaxed his whole body, since he could no longer resist, so be it, the meaning of this gesture is obvious.

The spaceship stopped after reaching a certain height. Mo Ye had no intention of letting the battleship leave. After the battleship rose to a conspicuous height, a large white flag suddenly floated up.

On the roof of the spaceship, Mr. Brick was holding a piece of rope under his claws, and a huge white cloth was tied to the rope. If you look carefully, you can find that the huge white cloth is made up of pieces of white underwear tied together.

Brick lay on the roof of the cabin with golden vertical pupils looking coldly at the ground, with a look of indifference looking down on the world, but in fact this guy was just thinking about how much extra food he could get for a whole day's work.

The huge white rag with a trace of blood red fluttered in the air like a huge guiding flag, and it was not easy for people to see it.

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ps, I started coding when I got back to the hotel at night~(~￣▽￣)~, I conceived a lot of plots related to the main line when I was playing on the road, and the author can get rid of the suffocation by following this. It’s a bit small to think about it Excited (to be continued.)