Chapter 3020

The cells of mythical creatures are very tempting to Lynch.

At present, the physical fitness of genetically modulated people has exceeded the limit that science can explain, and this is only human genes.

What if the genes of other powerful species are added to human genes?

This topic has very serious moral risks. In the traditional sense, the reason why humans are human is because of the purity of humans.

If genes belonging to other species are added to human genes, the purity of humans will be destroyed, so whether humans are still human is a matter worth discussing.

New humans, evolvers, natural people, humans have undergone such huge changes without much interference. If new human species with non-human genes such as "beast people" appear, perhaps people will face more problems.

But...

All problems that cause troubles will eventually need a carrier to carry the problems, so that these problems will exist and become meaningful.

To put it simply, the reason why troubles are troubles is that they are real.

When humans no longer exist, who cares about whether there are moral risks or other issues?

After solving the big problems of life and death, consider solving these small problems.

The victors always have a way to become more tolerant and open-minded, after all, they are all victors.

"What do you need?"

Lynch felt that the ruler in front of him would say something like "faith" that often appears in some stories, and the gods always fight for faith.

But Ryan's request was really a bit too... simple and too direct.

"Flesh and blood, flesh and blood full of emotions!"

"I need more flesh and blood to accelerate my full awakening..."

Lynch agreed, and after asking in detail about the quantity to be provided, the two sides reached an agreement on this issue.

Then Ryan selected some mythical creatures that he thought would be more attractive to Lynch as a sales strategy, such as dragons.

Of course, these did get Lynch's favor. After the agreement, Lynch withdrew from the dream.

He slowly got up, took off the golden badge on his chest, and put it on the bedside table.

Breaking free from the entanglement of his limbs, he walked into the bathroom. The hot water made him rational, calm, and more conducive to thinking.

He was thinking about a question.

If there can only be one.

Why is that person not me?

Ryan is a liar. He did not tell the truth about everything, but Lynch did not feel wronged.

Businessmen are best at taking advantage of information gaps, and he is also good at it. If someone can grasp this information gap and use it to make a profit for themselves, that is their ability.

People with ability should not be despised, but should be respected.

As for whether to fulfill the agreement?

Although Lynch did not do much commercial fraud, he did it after all.

God is not irresistible. In the process of contact with Ryan, he has had some enlightenment. When he used mental power to protect his brain, Ryan could not read his memory and thoughts.

Although he brought Lynch an unspeakable feeling that was difficult to resist, this gap was not the gap between zero and one, but the gap between one and ninety-nine.

Although they do have a distance that is difficult to cross, it does not mean that Lynch has no way to make himself cross these distances.

In other words, perhaps the gods are just a kind of life in a higher form as those fanatical scientists said.

And their power is just a way to apply cosmic energy.

It will take quite a while for Ryan to recover, and it will also take quite a while for the war that he mentioned to affect the entire universe.

This period of time is enough for him to do something for himself.

In the morning, Lynch temporarily transferred a group of 100,000 gene modulators, all of whom were still the kind that had not left the production line.

They were placed in cultivation bags, and the nutrient delivery pipelines could not only provide them with nutrients, but also provide oxygen necessary for life.

These individuals have not yet developed independent personalities. They are the best materials for blood and flesh sacrifices. At least Lynch does not need to bear more moral guilt.

These flesh and blood, and those goods on the counter, are essentially no different.

They were placed on an open space as required by Lynch, and then Lynch placed the golden badge in the middle of a huge magic circle.

As it began to glow, the flesh and blood that had no personality like babies began to twist. They were torn to pieces by a divine power, and then returned to nothingness.

The whole process lasted less than ten minutes, and the whole scene was very clean, so clean that not even a drop of blood fell on the ground.

After a while, the golden badge spat out large pieces of flesh and blood. The scientists who watched the whole process were so shocked that they were speechless.

A dean of the School of Life Sciences took off his glasses, ran to the center of the magic circle, and tried to sense something with his hands.

Other scientists also fell into a kind of madness. They used many methods to make themselves understand that this was not a magic trick, nor a joke.

It really happened, right in front of their eyes, a process more bizarre than distortion!

"Is this... magic?" The dean of the School of Life Sciences looked at Lynch emotionally. This development path that was obviously different from science deeply attracted him.

Lin Qi nodded slightly, walked to the center, and put the gold badge on his chest again.

"Actually, you don't need to feel too incredible. I once read a very interesting scientific conjecture."

"In a sense, we, including everything in the world, are composed of the most basic substances."

"No one or nothing is an exception. It's just that our arrangement and composition are different from those of stones or other things."

"In the conjecture I read, it mentioned a concept of decomposition and reorganization."

"Through a more advanced technology, a substance is first broken down into its most basic substances, and then rearranged and combined to restore everything."

"Most of our fear of gods comes from our ignorance of their abilities."

"When we can interpret, understand, and even reproduce them, do you still think they are inaccessible?"

The dean of the School of Life Sciences thought for a moment and praised with approval, "What you said makes perfect sense, Mr. Lynch."

"In the past, humankind's awe for science was the same as our awe for greater life. When we can figure out the principles of their existence and the way they use the energy of the universe, they lose their sense of mystery and are no longer awe-inspiring. of."

Lynch nodded, "This is what we trade, the flesh and blood of some mythical animals. They may come from dragons, giants, or other things."

"What I need you to do is to study these things thoroughly and see if there are any valuable genes or other things that can be added to the new human plan."

Scientists have no objection to this. In fact, for scientists here, conducting experiments with living samples is almost a daily routine.

Now it's just a matter of breaking the shackles of the rules a little more. They are also particularly interested in the flesh and blood of these mythical animals.

Soon, all the flesh and blood, except for the spare parts that needed to be kept for samples, were divided up by various research laboratories.

The story of Lynch meeting the gods in his dream quickly spread through the mouths of some people.

The first one to find him was Connor.

"What does God look like?" He didn't even exchange greetings with Lin Qi, but directly asked the question he was interested in, "Is it as twisted and weird as we imagined?"

Lynch motioned for Connor to sit across from him, "He actually looks similar to us, and he also has a name we can understand, and a series of titles."

"If you don't consider his special identity, even if he stands in front of you, you won't realize that he is a god and you are just a human being."

Connor thought about the last sentence for a moment, "I always feel like you are mocking me, and not just this time, you do it often, Lynch!"

Lynch raised his hands, "I swear, I didn't!"

Connor stared at him for a long time, seemingly unable to see Lynch's guilty conscience, "You'd better not lie to me."

"I swear again, I didn't!"

Connor was still a little suspicious, although he didn't really care when Lynch teased him when something happened. As long as people were strong enough and good enough, they often didn't need others to ridicule them, they would laugh at themselves from time to time.

But Connor couldn't tell that he was being ridiculed, which still made Connor somewhat hurt.

During the intelligence test, because his IQ was lower than Mr. Trueman's, he was questioned by some media as being "not smart enough."

In fact, most presidents will undergo this kind of test, and there are really not many who can reach the passing line!

After all, for the federation, being elected president has nothing to do with being smart.

If you can become president as long as you are smart, then the president will definitely come from scientists.

But in fact, no scientist has ever become president.

Faced with Connor's distrustful eyes, Lynch easily changed the topic, "If you just want to ask me these things, I think you should get the answer..."

Connor shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, it's not just these, tell me something else, such as your deal."

"I'm more interested in this aspect, and I can also give you a reference to see if it's suitable."

Lynch said bluntly, "I doubt it."

Connor immediately raised his fist, "Damn it, I knew you were mocking me!"

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