"Meng Lao, our breeding area is underground, and the ventilation and air are first-class!" Li Qiuran said proudly in the elevator.
"Well, these basic environments are the most important." Meng Lao nodded with satisfaction.
"I saw you right. You are a breath of fresh air among these big companies."
"Nowadays, big companies are too commercialized, and genetic biology is just a commodity in their eyes."
With sadness in his eyes, he shook his head, "When I was young, my philosophy was the same as yours. I felt that genetic organisms were also living beings and should be treated better and protected by law. It's a pity..."
He shook his head and fell into memories.
"I joined a large company at that time and created an excellent genetic creature. Because I concentrated on research, I didn't care about the company's development. In the end, I discovered that the company only regarded genetic creatures as commodities."
"So, at that time you..." Li Qiuran suddenly realized.
Meng Lao's life is also quite legendary.
For the first thirty years, he was an unknown character, but in the years when he became famous, he suddenly announced the launch of the genetic biosphere and joined the national department to devote himself to research.
It seems that this is the reason.
"Oh, it's all in the past. When we get older, it's easy to fall into memories and make our kids laugh." Meng Lao laughed.
"Mr. Meng, you are my idol." Li Qiuran said with admiration, "At that time, I made up my mind to surpass you!"
"Beyond? You have already done it." Meng Lao patted Li Qiuran on the shoulder, "Elf! Only your genetic creature can be called an elf."
...
When we arrived at the breeding area, there were only dozens of small fire dragons led by Xiao Huo, and a group of vine snakes playing inside.
Although 100 Charmanders were sent, some Charmanders had been hatched before. These Charmanders were not sold and were kept in the breeding area to breed.
Of course, they are too young to reproduce now.
"Xiao Huo, Teng Teng." Li Qiuran waved to the two elves.
Then Teng Teng jumped on Xiao Huo and was brought over by Xiao Huo.
"Meng Lao, they are my family, Xiao Huo and Teng Teng."
"Yeah, good little guys." Meng Lao smiled and touched the heads of Xiao Huo and Teng Teng, "Can I see their skills?"
"No problem." Li Qiuran immediately patted his chest.
Xiao Huo and Teng Teng looked at each other.
Are we being sold like this?
"Ahem, give me some face and give me extra food tonight." Li Qiuran leaned down and said in their ears.
Ga (chirp)! The two elves froze, and immediately hit the open space with their skills as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Countless vine whips and powerful flames directly smashed the target into pieces.
After using the skill, they looked at Li Qiuran panting, holding their little heads high, waiting for praise.
"Okay, okay!" Li Qiuran nodded and motioned for the two children to go play.
"You can only feel the charm of elves when you watch them up close." Watching the interaction between Li Qiuran and the elves, Meng Lao couldn't help but sigh.
He was also thoughtful.
Right now, the flame intensity of the fire dinosaur has exceeded that of all fire creatures in China.
Not only the fire dinosaur, but also the grass-type skills of the vine snake made him even more impressed.
The Vine Snake is far from being as simple as it seems.
"Take me to see the cultivation of gas bombs." Another purpose of Meng Lao's visit this time is to ensure that the gas bombs are harmless.
It is said that there must be a positive and a negative. Since gas bombs can be used to pollute the air, their highly toxic nature should also be very dangerous, so this time Meng Lao came more to confirm its dangers for the country.
...
"The genetic code of the gas bomb has been completed, but the cultivation of the elf eggs has not yet started because the customized culture tank has not yet been shipped." Li Qiuran introduced on the road, "The gas bomb itself will be highly toxic, but it is controllable.
, his food is polluted air.”
"According to the report, he can control the poison by himself?" Meng Lao asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I call him the poison elf."
"It's a new attribute, little friend, it's really surprising." Meng Lao praised again and again.
Regardless of whether the gas bomb training can be successful or not, Li Qiuran's importance will increase.
Because his idea is good.
He is spiritual and very creative.
Just imagine which biological designer in China can develop new attributes?
"This time, I will also stay with you for a few days." Meng Lao said, "This is also their intention."
"That's great!" Li Qiuran was immediately overjoyed. He is not the kind of person who likes to hide technology and not share it. On the contrary, he is also very keen on exchanging genetic technology with others.
The genes of elves are too advanced, and he still doesn't understand many things, but just what he has studied is enough to communicate with Meng Lao.
As the saying goes, if there are three people walking together, there must be one teacher. Meng Lao can become a Chinese legend because there must be a few hands holding the bottom of the box.
Maybe I can even research ice elves from it!
When they arrived at the laboratory, Li Jiu and Li Shi stood up immediately with respectful expressions on their faces.
That’s Meng Lao! A Chinese legend!
They immediately started following him around like henchmen.
"Is this the genetic code of the gas bomb?" Mr. Meng sat in front of the computer and took a casual look at it before sighing, "It is indeed a new technology."
He did not continue to read. It is taboo to look at other people's results at will.
"Fighting poison with poison through contradictory genomes is really powerful!" Meng Lao sighed.
Ginger is still spicy.
Li Qiuran looked in admiration. After just a few glances, he could roughly see how magical the elf was. He was worthy of Meng Lao.
But this alone is not enough to create an elf.
So Li Qiuran sat down and discussed with Meng Lao.
The two people seemed to have met each other so late that they chatted until the evening. Li Jiu and Li Shi stood on the side in confusion, as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
For a long time, it was not until the gas bomb cultivation tanks were delivered that the two of them stopped communicating.
"Meng Lao, this culture tank is custom-made. Because we are not sure that the poison of gas bombs will be corrosive, we used the best materials on the market."
"Let's begin." Meng Lao nodded.
Button pressed.
Chi.
The highly toxic gas gushes out from the gene tank and instantly engulfs the gene seeds.
Li Qiuran watched all this nervously. When he saw that the gas filled the entire culture tank, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no problem.
After roughly explaining the principles and manufacturing directions of gas bombs, Meng Lao also carefully taught Li Qiuran his experience in cultivating ice creatures.