Chapter 97: Mutation
In the eyes of the butler, Atoria's furious decision was completely unnecessary.
This was a useless move. If China did it, no matter how they investigated, it would be useless.
If China did not do it, only a few countries could do it.
In other words, instead of investigating China, it would be better to investigate other countries.
"Understood, Master."
However, no matter what he thought in his heart, he could not make an objection on the surface, after all, he was just a butler.
In the Ator family, a place with a high and low order, he had no say in front of his master.
"Well, go check it out, I need to see my father."
After handing this matter over to the butler, Atoria got up and walked towards the underground parking garage.
Although this matter has not been investigated clearly, Atoria is somewhat flustered because he thinks that China did it.
Why does China know that long-term use of genetic drugs may lead to subsequent demonization?
Taking genetic drugs is not a correct way to become a genetic warrior. The genetic lock opened by using external objects will sooner or later have problems.
"Has the demonization problem not been solved yet?"
Facing the panicked Atollia, Atosili seemed much calmer.
Having been in charge of the Atol family for so many years, these things are nothing to Atosili.
And from another perspective, this may also be an opportunity.
"The gene rhythm of the gene warrior who unlocked the gene lock by himself and the gene warrior who took the gene medicine is completely different."
Atollia's tone was a little irritable when he said this.
He himself took the gene medicine, otherwise he would not be so concerned about this matter.
Such research has not made any progress, and it has been further exposed, Atollia's emotions have reached an extreme.
"Patience, Atollia, be patient."
Hearing Atollia's breathing gradually becoming rapid, Atosili glanced at him and frowned slightly.
The sequelae of the gene medicine are still a bit large. Before, it only affected some minor behaviors. Now after entering the three stars, it has begun to affect emotions.
And the so-called demons, Atosili has also seen them. Unlike Atollia's idea of solving the sequelae, Atosili was fascinated by the crazy demonic power.
"Father, I have successfully calmed down."
After taking a few deep breaths, Atollia successfully calmed down her irritable emotions.
He himself was also aware of his irritable emotions, but it was a pity that Atollia could not control this.
"Why do you always think about solving this problem instead of thinking about controlling it?" Atosili asked back, and continued to ask: "Rumors say that demonization is dangerous, why not say that demonization... is another more powerful form of genetic warriors, called magic warriors?"
These words undoubtedly opened a new path for Atollia and provided him with a new solution.
"Father, you are still as powerful and great as ever."
Atollia sighed at this point sincerely, and her words were full of conviction at this time.
Atosili did not take Atollia's flattery to heart.
At this point, he is not thinking about himself, but his descendants.
"You can check the rumors, but don't go too deep into them. The focus... should still be on the genetic medicine."
"Solving the sequelae and controlling the magic warriors are two directions for the future, and it would be best if they can be transformed into each other."
"Do you understand, son?"
Atosili looked at Atollia, who looked exactly like him when he was young, and slowly pointed out several directions for him.
How much he could understand from it all depends on Atollia's ability.
"I don't quite understand, but I will understand it soon, father."
Atollia pursed her lips after imprinting these words in her heart.
Seeing Atollia's appearance, Atosili was not disappointed, but nodded calmly.
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The matter against the United States is still in progress. During the period when the reincarnation captured the spatial coordinates, Baimu came to the command center to sit when he had nothing to do.
Animals around the world are undergoing some degree of change, and the specific way is reflected in the crystallization of body elements.
Such a change speed is very fierce. According to the data calculated by the goddess of justice. After a month, these strange beasts will have at least the strength of the reincarnation space C level.
"It really doesn't give me any chance to breathe."
Rubbing his eyebrows, Chu Xinyang felt a headache.
According to the statistics of the current Samsara Space, except for the cultivators who have entered the Creative Space, there are less than 10,000 people who can have C-level strength.
And the number of alien beasts has reached 100,000, which is a crushing of high-end combat power and a sign of mass death.
"The speed is indeed a bit fast. But if it is just the local alien beasts, it would be okay to deal with them. Don't forget that there are also alien beasts that have been teleported."
Bai Mu, who reminded Chu Xinyang, was also thinking about how to solve this problem.
In fact, China doesn't need to use any means. The cultivation speed of most countries can't keep up with the speed of the alien beasts' mutation.
"Can the Samsara Tower be opened first? Born in worry and died in comfort, this speed is still a bit too slow."
Chu Xinyang sighed and looked at Bai Mu and asked.
The key issue now is to improve the overall strength, otherwise once a large number of deaths occur, it will greatly affect the morale of the whole country.
"Is there a possibility that we can list the number of alien beasts with C-level strength and the number of reincarnations with C-level strength, and then make a comparison?"
There is something only when there is pressure. Who said that the human race has no liver emperor?
Under such a comparison, Bai Mu believes that there must be a group of people who are very willing to stand up.
"Will the pressure be too great and they will just give up?"
After thinking carefully about Bai Mu's words, Chu Xinyang was worried about another problem.
After all, it seems that the gap is one to ten now, but it may become one to twenty or one to thirty after waking up.
At that time, motivation can easily turn into despair.
"You can make a white lie."
In the face of Chu Xinyang's concern, Bai Mu waved his hand, indicating that there are many solutions.
The real data of the alien beasts should be known by a few people, and a little bit of technology should be used on the surface to keep the data at one to ten.
Sometimes it's 1:9, sometimes 1:11, so with the back and forth between us, wouldn't the enthusiasm be greatly mobilized?
As for whether the lie will be exposed one day, it's not a big problem, the goddess of justice belongs to China.