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Chapter 611 The Traitor among the Clones

The image of the ugly farmer is the same as it is now. He is standing in front of a petri dish, holding a bubbling black viscous liquid and dripping it into it.

There was a plant that Li Zheng was very familiar with growing in the petri dish, snake plant!

This kind of plant had put Li Zheng a long way ahead of everyone in the first few days, and there was no way he could admit his mistake.

The snake grass needles he put in a few days ago may still be inside the Qidian Legion.

As the black liquid dripped into the petri dish, the snake plant grew crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. It greedily absorbed the black substance, and the needle tip that originally had a hint of black became as black as ink.

The blades, which are normally only the size of a sewing needle, have become extremely exaggerated. In just a few breaths, they become longer and thicker than a rolling pin!

Bang!

With an explosion, the petri dish was exploded by the wildly growing snake plant. The mutated snake plant seemed to have biological consciousness, meandering around the ugly farmer, twisting like strips full of spikes.

Stinging python.

Even though the petri dish is bursting, the growth of snake plant still shows no sign of stopping, but is getting more and more exaggerated.

Soon, Chou Nong became extremely small in front of the snake plant.

"did you see it?"

The scene freezes, and several figures seem to appear behind Chou Nong. Their appearance is not much different from that of Li Zheng.

"This is the power of the highest-grade culture solution, a dangerous product that breaks the boundaries of plant production and can maintain growth forever."

"If it had not been curbed, the outer city would have been completely destroyed long ago and would have ceased to exist."

The screen continued to move.

The dozen or so 'Li Zheng's who appeared behind were not very powerful, but they were all carrying a metal can. A hose was connected from the can, extending to their hands, spraying out orange-red flames, blowing away the expanding and growing snake grass.

Burn until it becomes withered and brown, then roll over until it becomes coke.

The jar behind them, if Li Zheng remembered correctly, he had seen it on a certain shelf just now.

After the compressed gas is ignited, it can emit a flame of more than 8,000 degrees Celsius, which is higher than the temperature of the sun's surface.

According to calculations, this is not the strongest power.

Theoretically, as long as the medium can withstand it, the temperature can even be increased to hundreds of thousands of degrees!

It can be called a walking star!

Even with such terrifying props as assistance, Li Zheng saw that "himself" in the picture had suffered casualties, and several clones were wrapped around their ankles by snake grass and dragged out of the picture.

It's probably more bad than good.

"The plant was too difficult to deal with at the beginning, and in the end we had to kill it completely without leaving any samples. But the real horror is not the plant, but the over-limit culture fluid that caused the mutation."

"Did you see the intelligent humanoid in the picture?"

"The ultra-limited culture fluid came from its hands. At that time, the intelligent humanoid did not resist and was torn into pieces."

"However, according to subsequent investigations, the residents of the outer city who made this type of intelligent humanoid went to the wilderness through the portal and were eventually killed by the Bloody Ones. However, there is a missing intelligent humanoid of this type in the records. I don't know if it was killed by him.

Where to hide."

Li Zheng opened his mouth and finally remained silent.

He knew that the missing intelligent humanoid was staying in his capsule. After Chou Nong arrived at his place, he tried his best and did nothing extraordinary. Instead, he took care of the crops he was cultivating, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Besides, the person who cultivated the super-limited culture fluid was another intelligent humanoid of the same model. What does it have to do with Ugly Farmer?

Killing them all with one shot is really overkill.

The terminal didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Li Zheng, and continued: "Of course, if it's just like this, it won't be compared with other things, because it's actually relatively easy to handle."

"But don't forget, there are many plant-type life forms among all races. If they are allowed to come into contact with the ultra-limited culture fluid, it will undoubtedly turn into a complete disaster."

At this time, Li Zheng suddenly felt something in his heart and asked: "Can the culture solution be effective on plant life?"

"Yes." The terminal glanced at him and said: "Are you worried about the pair of ancestors and grandsons of the Tengluo tribe who bought the culture solution from you? If this is the case, there is no need to worry too much. The black market is still circulating today.

Many culture fluids, as long as they do not exceed the limit level, will not harm them. Instead, they can become items like ordinary genetic medicines, giving them some improvement in strength."

Hearing what the terminal said, Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just thought that the vines were also plant-type life forms. If the grandparents secretly absorbed the culture fluid and caused unexpected results, he would have to bear a lot of responsibility.

However, from the words spoken before the terminal, Li Zheng could tell that the other party knew that he had some channel to obtain scarce props, but he did not know what this channel was.

In other words, even if Li Zheng was standing in front of the terminal, the other party was not aware of the existence of the treasure box system.

"Now, it's your turn. Do you have anything you want to ask?" The terminal said, "As long as the question can be answered, I will answer it for you."

Li Zheng looked at the countless shelves around him: "Since there are so many weapons of large-scale destruction, why not go into the war against emotional storms, but instead contain them here and let them gather dust?"

"I think the reason why they were developed was to combat emotional storms, right?"

After listening to the terminal: "Sure enough, the first question is this... From the introduction just now, you should be able to tell that the things here are aimed at the target with an entity to maximize the damage, and the emotional storm is essentially a

A being with a nihilistic nature, taking out the things here can only cause damage to the twisted creatures infected by the emotional storm, nothing more.

If there are people with evil intentions among the masses, they will become a double-edged sword, cutting at the heads of their own people.

Even if there is only one chance in a billion that this kind of thing will happen, I can't take the chance."

Although the terminal's approach is extreme, it is understandable.

After all, the outer city is the fire of all races that he has worked hard for countless years to preserve. If it is destroyed because of this, all previous efforts will be lost.

He absolutely cannot accept such an ending.

"Okay." Li Zheng nodded: "Change the question, since I am a clone you created, what are you going to do with me?"

This problem seemed to be expected by the terminal. His expression remained unchanged: "If I wanted to deal with you, I would do it as early as the moment you entered the outer city. Originally, there were flaws in the genes I gave you. According to the settings,

fate, you should have died of genetic collapse ten days ago.

But since you have other opportunities and have used genetic medicine to make up for your defects, the extra lives you have earned are your own, and I have no right to continue to interfere with you.

You are already an independent individual, free, and can get rid of the identity of a clone and live freely.

You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't do anything that threatens the survivors of all races, I won't do anything to you."

"Any question?"

"Yes," Li Zheng continued to ask, "Zhan Zhouzhou once met a guy who looked very similar to me in the wilderness. Is he one of the clones? And why did he attack Zhan Zhouzhou?"

Upon hearing this question, the terminal's expression became a little lonely.

"Cloning technology was once a legal technology in the outer city, until a traitor appeared among the clones I sent out..."


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