After making up his mind, Feren was about to take the box with the crystals into the Hidden Ring, but when his consciousness swept away, he discovered that there was a finger-thick layer at the bottom of the box where many crystals were pressed.
Mezzanine?
Faerun was very surprised by this, but he also knew that Nightingale Island was not a place to stay for a long time, so he did not take away the crystal and tried every means to open the mezzanine to check. Instead, he followed his original idea and put the box and crystal into the Hidden Ring.
, and immediately ordered the little seahorse: "As soon as the island-eating monster troops arrive, let them devour the island before dawn!"
"Swallow this island?" The little seahorse was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
Two or three nautical hours later, Feren, who was flying in mid-air, witnessed the disappearance of Nightingale Island with his own eyes. He felt relieved and thought about flashing back to St. Helena Island, saying goodbye to the big jellyfish and the small seahorse again, and continued to think about the flashbacks.
Return to Hong Kong Island.
The next day, Feren found a village house under his name in the North New Territories. He hid in the house and opened the mezzanine at the bottom of the crystal box. However, after the mezzanine was opened, even if his consciousness was advanced,
I knew what the things inside looked like, but I was still a little surprised after seeing it with my own eyes. The mezzanine was divided into dozens of compartments, and each compartment was filled with a piece of leather that had been treated like a mummy, either human skin or animal skin...
Who is it? Who is it? Not only did he create such a box on Nightingale Island that can only accept the transmission of moonlight, but he also hid so many embryos in the box. This is such a big move that it is almost crazy! Faerun was muttering in his heart.
, but it didn’t prevent him from incorporating those basic embryonic smiles into the Hidden Ring.
It has to be said that [Basic Embryos] has not been seen since Faerun left the reincarnation space. It was not until this time that I obtained the mysterious crystal box that I encountered the basal embryos again, and they were in plural form.
.It really feels like pie in the sky.
In fact, the so-called "basal embryo" is the genetic germ of a certain race. To put it more bluntly, it is "acquirable and reproductive genes." For example, the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan that Faerun currently possesses belongs to a certain race.
There are [dominant basal embryos], and the basal embryos in the box sandwich are all [recessive basal embryos].
The dominant and recessive here are actually for the basic embryonic form. For example, with the Sharingan, Faerun directly dug out the opponent's eyeballs and placed them in his own eye sockets. In this way, anyone with any brains would know this.
Anyone who knows this should know that the newly installed Sharingan should have special abilities.
This is the so-called dominance. All [dominant embryos] have a certain shape, such as eyeballs, fingers, internal organs, etc. When others see this kind of embryo, they can roughly guess the dominance.
Of course, you won't know the abilities that the base embryo can enhance until you use it, but your guess in the general direction won't be wrong.
In comparison, [Recessive Basal Embryo] is a bit difficult to find. Since it is just a small piece of skin, there is no clue at all. If there is no instruction manual, then [Recessive Basal Embryo] can only be known through experiments.
What is the ability? Unfortunately, none of the basal embryos in the mezzanine have corresponding instructions. In other words, before gene fusion, no one knows what the functions or abilities of the genes contained in these basal embryos are.
You know, unlocking the gene locks at levels 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 only targets your own genes. In other words, it is only your own genes that evolve. It does not mean that your genes will be perfect when you reach the fifth level, but that you will reach the fifth level.
, so-and-so should have crossed a score line, um, the score line for combat ability is just like the admission score line for Tsinghua and Peking University, starting at 650.
You, 651, have passed the cutoff, equivalent to level 5, and are admitted; he, 677, is also level 5, and has been admitted; and finally there is someone, 711, who has also been admitted. Therefore,
, there is still a certain gap between the fifth level and the fifth level in terms of genetic perfection and combat effectiveness, and even this gap is not small.
I have to say that there seems to be a lineage theory in this, but the lineage theory itself has always been there, and you can't get around it. For example, with the same life, can a pig be the same as a human? This is
The issue of extreme bloodline. Of course, we are comparing people horizontally here, and the degree of genetic perfection must be different. After all, people are born with ugliness and handsomeness. Although we do not advocate judging people by their appearance, the difference between ugliness and handsomeness is there.
, just like the basket on the basketball court, it is impossible to remove it. Moreover, let alone people, even the leaves on a tree can be green or yellow.
Fortunately for Feilun, he has already had some experience. He can use the strength of the late fourth level to use the "Shen Nong tastes a hundred herbs" method to try the dozens of [hidden embryos] one by one. Not only
You can figure out the role of each base embryo, and you can also slightly enhance your own strength.
But before the trial, Feilun hesitated again, because during the time he was in the reincarnation space, he had never heard of anyone who successfully reached the fifth level after merging the base embryo, and after he returned to reality,
So I continue to practice in the hope that one day I can break the shackles and reach the fifth level.
But then Feilun thought about it. Among those reincarnation seniors who had never used the base embryo, he had never seen anyone break through to the fifth level! He had heard others mention one or two such outstanding people, but they were just
It's just a rumor, and we can even make another hypothesis. The reason why those guys who use the base embryo to fine-tune their own genes failed to successfully advance to the fifth level is not because they used the base embryo and "contaminated" their own genes, but because they used the base embryo to fine-tune their own genes.
There are not enough basal embryos, and the fine-tuning of its own genes is not good enough.
Of course, this kind of thing is actually the public saying that the public is right and the mother-in-law is right. Before reaching the fifth level, any statement is just a conjecture. That's why Laozi said: "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao; the name,
It can be named, but it is not a permanent name!”
All in all, for those who have not reached the fifth level, any guesses are just nonsense, but for those who have reached the fifth level, each of their cultivation paths can be called a [Tao], and they will never be repeated, they can only be understood.
It is indescribable that trying to imitate a cat or a tiger will not work at all. The most you can do is to understand the central idea of the other person’s way of practice, and then find your own [Tao]!
After figuring out the problem, Feren selected the most colorful piece of skin from the recessive embryo and cut off a small piece. He held it in his palm and let it integrate into his own skin cells.
"Huh? This is..." After the gorgeous-looking but inconspicuous basal germ skin was integrated into Faerun's genes, he immediately felt the danger of gene collapse, "Fuck, fuck, fuck... this
What kind of gene is this? It’s just a little bit, but it’s so powerful!!”
It turns out that Faerun's genes were showing signs of collapse not because the small piece of basal germ skin was poison, but because the genetic cells contained in the basal germ skin were too powerful. When he started copying genes throughout his body, he couldn't hold on.
.
"boom!!"
Firen suddenly burst into flames all over his body, instantly burning his coat to ashes, but the hair that had been integrated into the gorgeous basal skin was not damaged at all. However, before he could be happy, he saw the entire village house begin to burn with a "beep, beep, beep" sound.
Get up and go on...
"Boom boom boom..."
The rapid high temperature detonated all the flammable items in the room. Countless sparks and fragments flew everywhere, but every time they came within a few inches of Faerun's body, they immediately vaporized into nothingness, even the metal fragments were no exception.
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"Damn it!!" Feilun couldn't help but cursed when he saw this scene, "Why don't you be so fierce!"
The reason for scolding was not because Feren was frightened by the power of the explosion, but because he was screaming in horror at the genes he had just fused to barely survive the adaptation. Ferun had only just copied the gene fusion of the embryonic skin to his whole body.
Each cell is just equivalent to a newborn baby of a race with this gene. But such a baby can easily burn down a village house. Then what level will the adult combat power of this race reach?
, simply can’t imagine it.
The reason why Feren was able to hold on and integrate this gene was entirely because he had a few genes that controlled the black underworld fire in his body. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether his genes would have collapsed.
Nowadays, the Black Hell Fire has turned into an inconspicuous gray color, and there is no heat at all between Faerun's fingers. It does not look domineering or ferocious, but as its owner, Faerun just feels this.
The ash fire was so intense that it seemed like it could melt the heaven and earth.
"What the hell, what kind of fire is this? It's so terrifying!" Feilun was very puzzled. "The black fire turns gray, so the flames produced by my newly fused genes should be light-colored!"
Unfortunately, since the genes have been fused, he may not be able to appreciate the flames of the original genes.
At the same time, Feilun felt a sense of stern vigilance in his heart. Damn, there are dozens of [hidden embryos]. This is the first one. It is already so cruel. I don’t know how powerful the remaining ones are.
, this [Recessive Base Embryo] does not have corresponding instructions, it is really hurtful! Thinking of this, Feilun, who had originally planned to try out all the [Recessive Base Embryo] within a few days, shuddered.
I have to change my "drug trial" plan, so let's thoroughly adapt and stabilize the newly fused genes before trying the second one!
Looking back, standing among the village houses that had become ruins, Feilun was a little bit dumbfounded. Fortunately, the village house under his name was a single-family house, otherwise the explosion might have caused many troubles.
!
However, even though Faerun was a single family, the explosion and flames soaring into the sky still caused nearby villagers to call the police. Many even brought their own buckets and rice cookers to the rescue. When they saw Faerun, he was all covered in black.
Standing outside the courtyard, the villagers who came over burst into laughter, but they finally kindly took off their windbreaker-style overalls and threw them to him, so that he could temporarily cover up his shame!
Although there were clothes in Faerun's Hidden Ring, it was hard to refuse in the face of such enthusiasm, so he put on a windbreaker overall that was a little short and pretty for him (similar to a white coat), covering his vital parts.
He raised his voice and said: "Dear villagers, I have disturbed everyone today, and I would like to express my sincere apologies... Uncle Qi, please tell Master Jiu that I am willing to donate 10 million Hong Kong dollars to the village, and let him watch as he contributes to the village."
Just do whatever you need to do here!"
As soon as these words came out, the villagers were all moved and applauded. On the contrary, no one cared about how the house in Faerun burned down, and the middle-aged villager known as Uncle Qi also hurriedly agreed.
Phelan's words.
"Master Jiu should have my motorcycle mobile phone number. Ask him to send an account when the time comes, and I will send money directly!" After Feren said this, he changed the topic and said: "Everyone, my place is almost burned out.
I won’t keep everyone here, please come back!”
The villagers laughed again, but some people were surprised. Even if it was completely burned, there must be a few residual flames. But looking around, except for some smoking spots, there was no open flame at all!
In fact, this is not surprising. Since the fire is the product of the newly fused Faerun genes, he can naturally take back every bit of it now that he has control of the genes.
But before everyone dispersed, Uncle Qi said: "Alan, look at the black color on your body, why don't you go to my house to wash yourself first?"
"No need, Uncle Qi. My car is at the entrance of the alley. It's the same when I go back to the city to wash it... By the way, so-and-so's work clothes, I'll return his new ones later."
When the villagers who had already walked back in twos and threes heard this, some of them immediately looked at A Sheng who lent the clothes with envy. However, the villager A Sheng turned his head and waved his hand: "No need for a new brother Lung, just wash the clothes and return them to me."
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"Haha!" Feilun smiled when he heard this and said nothing more. He made a "see you later" gesture to Uncle Qi, turned around and walked towards the alley at the other end...
In the following days, in addition to donating 10 million yuan to the village, Feilun also asked someone to donate 100,000 yuan to Ah Sheng. He was so happy that Ah Sheng's mother always praised her son's goodness to everyone she met.
Feilun, on the other hand, stayed at home. In addition to absorbing crystals, practicing and studying his new genes every day, he had sex with a lot of beauties without shame. He even went to the Special Administration Bureau only once a week.
As he practiced and researched new genes more and more, Faerun felt more and more that there was a big conspiracy behind the Yuanjing box, but unfortunately he had no clue about this matter. Even the CIA had no clue in this regard. They only knew about Nightingale Island.
The research project is a project led by the Defense Intelligence Agency. It is classified as top secret and is directly responsible to the president. The CIA has no chance to intervene.
The only good thing is that Nightingale Island has disappeared, and it was not caused by Faerun itself. In this way, the follow-up conspiracy will at least be delayed for a long time, so Faerun is not too entangled. After all,
The earth does not belong to him alone. The collapse of the sky comes from nuclear powers and has nothing to do with him.
On the contrary, it was the Juetian Society's [Summoning the Gods] plan, as well as the resurrected and then blackened Yuka Takeda who died, which made Feren a little worried. Because he had some hatred in his previous life, he never thought that Japanese people could hold back anything good.
So I plan to nail Juetianhui to death in one fell swoop to avoid endless disasters.
Therefore, after seeing that the CIA could not find any more information about the Nightingale Island plan, Ferron ordered the insiders there to track down the whereabouts of Takeda Yuka and the top management of the Jueten Society. He believed that since the Takeda bitch could be resurrected once, she would definitely be able to.