A few days later, Wen Rensheng received the incident investigation submitted by Zhao Han.
Not to mention, her processing efficiency is indeed very high.
Among the 1234 things, three of them triggered the mysterious seed prompt.
Wen Rensheng had to watch this one by one, and he would have to watch it for a long time.
Wen Rensheng then distributed the locations according to location and asked Xiao Huan to start working on the remote control puppets.
Of course he takes the time to hone his various skills.
Xiao Huan Pai gave him 10,000 days of working time, and he would not waste it. He could also do things by arranging it for study breaks.
"You are using child labor illegally, I want to file a complaint against you." Xiaohuan, who had not had any time to play for several days, shouted.
"You are neither a child nor a worker, how can you complain to me?" Wen Rensheng said calmly.
"Well, if you ask me to work like this every day, it doesn't suit my nature. I will grow very slowly." Xiao Huan changed his strategy.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Sharpening the knife will make it easier to chop wood. When you master enough knowledge, your work efficiency will be many times that of before. The wasted time will be made up for soon. Besides, I didn't do it for you again.
This is a city of time, and the remaining power of time and space in it can just help you improve your strength." Wen Rensheng said casually.
"How could I have the time to absorb that? It was all absorbed by my sister." Xiao Huanjian had no way to impress Wen Rensheng, so he could only say bitterly.
"Look at you, don't you know how to appreciate the wise?"
"I have never known any Xian Siqi, and of course I have never seen one."
"Stop talking nonsense, go to work quickly, finish your work early and come back to play early."
"By the way, don't you still have a fiery red alien species that you just collected? Give it to me and I'll let it work." Of course Xiao Huan would not be so honest, so after thinking about it, he added.
"Oh, it's not personified, it just has alien instincts. How can it work for you?" Wen Rensheng asked confused.
"I can add personality to it." Xiao Huan said proudly.
"Can you do such a thing? Don't give me any schizophrenia." Wen Rensheng said cautiously.
The history of xenogeneic species is very long, and there are naturally many kinds of research on it.
Some alien species have human-like intelligence and different personalities. Most alien species do not have such intelligence and can only enhance their own instincts.
The advantage of being intelligent is that it can guide the host to grow faster; the disadvantage is that once the host fails to meet its requirements, it will change jobs at any time.
But he has never heard of a case where someone could actively give personality to a foreign species.
"Of course I can, don't look down on others."
"I'll wait and see."
Then Wen Rensheng closed his eyes and sensed the fiery red alien species.
It is rotating silently around the purple mysterious seed, and it seems that it has not produced any additional needs.
Oh, by the way, it requires the power of creation and destruction.
When absorbing the opponent, the special power he possesses - the ability to manifest the dog-licking suit - was absorbed by it.
Probably it is still absorbing, so there has been no movement.
And at this moment, he saw - a black shadow floated out from the green alien species, and then quietly moved towards the fiery red alien species.
Well, this is what Xiaohuan calls giving personality. Why is the process so cumbersome? It’s not aboveboard at all.
It really doesn't fit his image at all.
The black shadow slowly moved to the side of the spinning flaming alien species, and then tried to get in.
It's a pity that he spent a lot of time digging in and out, but the other party remained unmoved and no gaps appeared.
"Damn it, how could this happen? This shadow is the strongest sacrificial soul under my command." Xiao Huan said confused.
"What, you want to put the soul of a living person into this alien species? This is what you call giving personality." Wen Rensheng said in surprise.
"Of course, alien species can carry souls, you don't even know that?"
"Of course I know. I have studied it for a while. The ancients have given up on that method because they are not strong enough. I have learned it, but when did you learn it?" Wen Rensheng asked confused.
"I'll figure it out after just a look. It's very simple."
"Then it's really easy for you to know how to do it. Co-authoring is just to let others do it, which means you know it..." Wen Rensheng said contemptuously, "Then you should forget it, I'm not used to having other people's living souls hidden in me.
In my alien species."
"Tch, you still have a lot of messy souls in your hair, and now you're trying to be pretentious?"
"The two are different, one is on the outside and the other is on the inside."
"Forget it, since it can't be given from the outside, we have to let it grow on its own." Xiao Huan gritted his teeth.
"How to make it grow on its own?"
"I will create an illusion so that it thinks it has an environment to grow, and then it will develop on its own initiative."
"Then aren't you trying to encourage growth? It's hurting its potential."
"This won't work, that won't work either, I won't do it anymore!" Xiao Huan simply gave up.
"Forget it, you can use this alien's ability at will, but you need to actively use it. There is no way for it to automatically do the work for you."
"That's okay too."
Wen Rensheng calmed down Xiao Huan, took a deep breath, and then continued practicing.
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At the same time, there are still people who are busy trying to deal with certain people.
In a cafe somewhere.
"Wenwen, I'm your biological father, can't you get me a different species? You see, all your friends have helped their parents get different species." A fat man with a similar appearance to Wang Wenwen, with a big belly
, blocked Wang Wenwen and begged hard.
"Wang Xiangtian, stop talking nonsense. It was you who said you didn't want me, and now you come to beg me. Are you embarrassed?" Wang Wenwen said with disdain.
Zhao Han watched in fear from the side, and then she realized that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
"But I paid every penny of the subsequent child support to your mother. It's all thanks to me that you have grown up to this point. You can't help but show some kindness, right?" Wang Xiangtian still begged.
"What do you think aliens are? I will pay back the child support you gave me tenfold!"
"That's different. I gave you child support before you became a mutant. This is not a concept." Of course Wang Xiangtian wanted to refuse.
Zhao Han had a headache. She didn't know why Wang Xiangtian knew about her parents.
She had clearly told her parents not to spread any rumors.
what is going on?
"Huh, whatever you want to say, there are no alien species anyway."
"Can you just bear to watch me die of old age?"
"Be patient."
Zhao Han knew that Wang Wenwen was a man who dared to love and hate, but the fact that Wang Wenwen could even reject him as a biological father still broke her three views.
Sure enough, happy families are all the same, and unhappy families are each unhappy in their own way.
"Hmph, just wait!" Wang Xiangtian had no choice but to have his daughter, and he couldn't force this matter. If Wang Wenwen didn't find a different species for him, what could he do?
"Am I still afraid of you?" Wang Wenwen said indifferently.
Seeing Wang Xiangtian's plump back disappearing from the coffee door, Zhao Han worriedly said, "He is your father after all. Are you really so patient?"
"That's because you don't know how decisive he was in abandoning me."
"No, your mother's surname is Wang, and your father's surname is also Wang?"
"Isn't this strange? Wang is a famous surname."
"That's true, but I have a bad feeling." Zhao Han sighed.
"It's okay. How long can he survive? After a few decades there will be no one left." Wang Wenwen didn't care.
Don't persuade others without going through their hardships.
Especially in family relationships, outsiders are not allowed to interfere.
But that night, Zhao Han's premonition came true. Wang Wenwen passed out in bed and didn't eat dinner.
This was a big deal. She had never seen the other party skipping dinner. Although mutants could go many days without eating, Wang Wenwen was an exception.
"Is it a blood curse?" She looked carefully at Wang Wenwen's situation and quickly came up with a concept.
This is a serious matter. The strength of aliens is their alien species, but their own flesh and blood is the weakest.
In the past, when the general environment had not changed, a single bullet could kill an ordinary mutant.
And their resistance to the blood curse is also the weakest among all kinds of mysterious injuries.
