Yan Mengji was slightly startled when she heard Wang Wutian's calm words, and said with a thoughtful look in her eyes: "In other words, in fact, in your eyes, the rest of us have long ceased to be human and are no longer the same kind?"
"That's right. It's just that what I see and know now is gradually tending to the real world, rather than the one-sided falsehood of human beings in the past." Wang Wutian nodded slightly, acknowledging Yan Mengji's doubts.
At this time, in his eyes and inner understanding, all other creatures except himself were inferior alien creatures.
He himself is a brand new intelligent race.
Although there is currently only one person in this new intelligent race, he is not only the only ancestor of the new intelligent race, but also a polished commander.
Through the changes in Yan Mengji's brain waves, Wang Wutian knew that Yan Mengji was a little worried after hearing the news. He was worried that if he did not treat them as the same kind, it would most likely cause a lot of trouble in the future due to various barriers between different species.
Even dangerous.
"You actually don't have to worry so much. At least for now, all of you are still trustworthy relatives and friends in my memory."
"Rather than a dispensable low-level alien race."
He comforted Yan Mengji a little.
But through the changes in brain waves, he learned that the real comfort effect was not very good.
After a slight hesitation, Wang Wutian revealed another secret message to Yan Mengji, comforting him in a calm tone: "Recently, I have comprehended and created some methods to make you become like me, but it has not yet been verified by real experiments.
.”
"It's still unclear what the specific effects will be, whether there are any flaws or hidden dangers, etc."
Hear this.
Yan Mengji, who was still a little worried in her heart, immediately raised her head and stared at the expressionless Wang Wutian with piercing eyes. The surprise in her eyes was beyond her words.
"Are you telling the truth? Can we really become like you now?" She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to tightly grasp Wang Wutian's thick arm, and asked excitedly: "In the future, my skin will really be like
Is your skin as fair, moist, and elastic?”
"Would you like to make my appearance and appearance as beautiful as yours?"
Through the heat radiation vision of his eyes, he could clearly see that Yan Mengji's body temperature was rising and she was getting excited.
The desire in my heart does not lie.
"It turns out that the powerful self in her heart can't compare to making herself more beautiful, young and beautiful. Should I say that this is a woman's way of thinking?" At this time, such a strange thought popped up in Wang Wutian's mind.
idea.
On the surface, he nodded slightly and showed a hypocritical and indifferent smile to Yan Mengji.
"Yes, as long as the experiment is successful and you practice seriously, you will definitely become as beautiful and outstanding as me."
"If you are at the same level as me, then the genetic reproductive isolation between myself, you and Yaoyao will disappear. At that time, you two will also be able to conceive children normally and give birth to our own offspring.
.”
"It's not because your own genetic sequences are too low and fragile that you are not qualified to match my genetic sequence and become one body."
Wang Wutian talked about giving birth to a child with an expressionless face.
But hearing these words, Yan Mengji blushed and felt shy in her heart. She snorted softly, turned around, with her back to Wang Wutian, and said shyly: "The three of us are not married yet, and you have already thought about it."
It’s about having a baby.”
"Now that we are weak, we still have thoughts and ideas about having children." Wang Wutian took a step forward, put his hands around Yan Mengji's slender waist, and gently rested his chin on the hair on the top of her head, and said thoughtfully: "
So have you considered an important question?"
"When we ourselves truly achieve immortality in the future, will our children still be important?"
"Is it necessary to continue giving birth to them?"
"The essence of a child is actually just the continuation of the genes of a short-lived species. But when we ourselves reach a life form of long-lasting vision and become an immortal species, and we live forever in the world, do we still need to let the so-called descendants continue it?
"
"What if we continue to ascend in life and become immortal?"
"At that time, the child will be nothing more than a dispensable burden. Just like the sun suspended high in the sky, it does not need the rays of other suns to illuminate itself, because it emits its own light.
, is enough to illuminate everything and dispel the darkness.”
Although these words were plain and simple, there was no emotional ups and downs at all.
But to Yan Mengji's ears, it was as shocking as Hong Zhongdalu's, and it also made her involuntarily think seriously about her future children. If she was a short-lived species, she would naturally need the child as her own alternative life.
extend.
But what if you become an immortal seed yourself, or even an immortal?
If your own life lasts forever and you can implement your own dreams, why do you need to let your children carry out alternative life extensions and dream inheritances?
"I think... I somewhat understand why most of the gods, Buddhas, immortals and monsters in ancient myths and legends have no children, and even if they do, they are only in pitifully small numbers." Yan Mengji's eyes were blurred, and she murmured to herself: "I
If you have eternal life, why do you need descendants?"
"The weaker and short-lived you are, the more you need your own descendants."
"Reproductive isolation is also something that only lower life forms have. The more advanced it is, the more it can perfectly fit everything, accommodate all advantages, and interpret a new young life." Wang Wutian silently added a sentence beside him.
Nowadays, those who have only cultivated to a small level of blood coagulation state still belong to the mortal body.
But vaguely, he has been able to realize that he can subjectively influence his own reproductive cells to a certain extent, whether he can turn into his own child or not.
Even he himself can initially affect his own fertility, not to mention the gods, Buddhas, immortals and monsters in ancient myths and legends.
That is to perfectly control everything you have. If you want to give birth, you can give birth. If you don't want to give birth, you can't.
…
Think for a moment.
Yan Mengji turned around, stared at the expressionless Wang Wutian tenderly, and murmured softly: "We are still short-lived species, and we do not yet have the thinking mode and living habits of the long-lived species."
"Perhaps in the future, we won't care about having children who are unnecessary and burdensome."
"But at least now, I still have a dream of becoming a mother in my heart."
She took the initiative to take a step closer, stretched out a pair of snow-white arms, gently wrapped around Wang Wutian's neck, and responded shyly: "While the previous dream still exists, you are welcome to come to me at any time, and we will work hard to have a child together."