Two envoys representing wisdom came to break the deadlock.
"I didn't expect to meet you so soon, you two."
"It's afternoon now. Although the sky is not bright, it's time to say good afternoon."
Russell exchanged wisecracks with these two women, who were actually not in their right minds.
"According to the description in the street literature books, should I find a place to take care of myself and then buy you two a drink?"
"Would you like a drink?"
Ruan Mei pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and no teeth were exposed when she smiled.
"A friend of mine is very good at mixing drinks."
"If you want to drink, maybe you can try her recipe."
She gladly accepted Russell's invitation.
In sharp contrast to this is obviously the Black Tower.
"I died twice here. It's not good at all."
The tiny doll girl's face turned dark.
She didn't know if that damn wolf had some strange ability, but her face twitched in pain from time to time, making her feel as if she had received a flying kick with her face.
"Ruan Mei, the most important thing right now is not to have a drink with others here, we have something important to do."
Seeing this scene, how could Russell not know what was happening?
The Black Tower was mad at himself for using his own skills, and now he's looking for revenge.
"What's the matter?"
He asked even though he knew the answer.
When faced with Russell's questioning, the woman did not answer immediately, but looked around.
As the tragic scene in the direction of the Sarkaz battlefield was taken in, a brief look of pity appeared on her face, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Russell also changed.
This guy...
But he is a close relative of the Vidyadhara.
The Dragonborn of the Vajra should naturally sit on the side of [Immortality] - [Hunting].
Why did he...
It seems a bit too close to the guardian or the company?
"You really work hard. In terms of the company's tasks."
Heita was definitely not the type of person to be secretive, she spoke directly to Russell, her voice full of questioning.
"You say that as if I'm a corporate dog."
Russell was really about to roll his eyes in his heart.
In the eyes of others, these Sarkaz people are iron-blooded and ruthless weapons of war.
But as the owner of the reed field, how could he not know that these people who died heroically were actually going back home to work on the farm, or to work as bricklayers in order to build Kazdel, which had countless new prefixes.
“It’s just duty.”
This is how he described his behavior.
But such a statement is obviously not enough to convince people.
Heita spoke bluntly.
"I have something I need to do. Once I finish it, there's a high chance that I can kill that damn gray wolf."
"However, I have some doubts about your position. If you participate, you will need to take designated drugs afterwards to erase your current memory."
Oh?
Are you sure you can kill yourself with weapons?
This statement brought a somewhat amused look to Russell's face.
Isn't that pretty fierce?
"can."
He answered.
Upon seeing this, the Black Tower also pushed out a piece of brown paper that exuded an aura of order.
Russell signed his name on it, and then he found that the black tower had grabbed his arm and was heading towards a space-time wormhole nearby.
Oh?
Is it a powerful weapon stored in a special place?
A feeling of anticipation lingered in Russell's heart.
Then--
“This is the equipment we are going to replicate next.”
"Imaginary pulse ray device."
The petite doll girl landed on the cold ship and pointed at the command desk in the distance.
Russell was stunned when he saw the weapon which looked really familiar and seemed to have been loaded onto his own Mecha God's body.
"Why, are you frightened?"
Heita seemed to understand that something had gone wrong and looked at Russell and asked.
Russell: “…”
He looked at a certain super genius expressionlessly and asked directly.
"...No, just let me see this?"
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That's it?
Such words made Heita's body stiffen.
The imaginary collapse pulse is enough to make Alaya and Gaia show an expression of "I'm obedient, please let me go" in an instant.
The power was so great that those who didn't know would think it was a cannon barrel being fired.
But when such a powerful weapon fell into the eyes of this dragon, the response it got was just "That's it".
Heita twisted his neck and looked at Russell. There was no trace of longing on his face. He just looked like a kitten.
After a moment's silence, she couldn't help but ask carefully.
"...That little guy, has he analyzed all of this?"
"Yes."
The man nodded and spoke.
"Many parameters of the imaginary pulse beams held by the company have been deliberately modified. They are so bad that if you copy them directly, you will get an Indian-made explosive pack."
"Fortunately, I have an expert in imaginary numbers here, too, the little fellow you mentioned."
"The little guy you're talking about has completely adjusted the parameters of this thing back and already has a product."
Black Tower: "..."
For a moment, she felt that the mechanical bones in her doll might be rusted.
As a narcissistic and selfish person.
In fact, Black Tower has never had any intention of acknowledging Little Black Tower.
If she was told that it was simply a replica of herself, she might still be somewhat interested in it. She might even insist on taking the child back to be raised by her cousin, saying that she was her niece or nephew.
But she happened to be mixed with another woman's genes, and was a mortal who couldn't even enter the genius club.
——With this series of events, the talent inherited from oneself will most likely be diluted to the point where one can only become the president of the Bozhi Academy.
It's lamentable, sad, and infuriating.
In this case, it is obvious that she can only be said to be the daughter of her distant cousin.
But seeing the surprise on Russell's face, Heita remained silent.
If she remembered correctly, Russell had known her for a very short time, and the little child was actually less than a month old.
But at this point in time, the kid worked with Russell to read the research of the prison, picked out all the traps in it, and most likely made some improvements?
How does this look like a defective product?
He is clearly a super genius who looks no different from myself when I was a child.
She suddenly felt dazed.
For a moment, I forgot what I originally wanted to say.
There was also a hint of strangeness on Ruan Mei's face.
For people in the genius club, the so-called extra copies often don’t really matter.
——The brains of geniuses are always different and unique.
The doctor who was highly praised by the company was not even noticed by Bo Shi Zun, let alone Heita.
In the plot of the pioneer's preface, the pioneer mentioned the prison theory to Ruan Mei, which helped a lot, but Ruan Mei was also full of questions.
This treatment is really a bit out of line.
But is Dr. Li's cultural level really that high?
The answer is obviously no.
He is the backbone of the company's scientific research department, dedicated to spreading knowledge to the entire universe and curing the stubborn disease called stupidity.
Those students who could stick to his teaching, no matter how poor their foundation was, almost all became experts and scholars in a certain field in the end.
no doubt.
The psychiatrist is a genius among geniuses.
But in front of the real genius club members, his talent is so insignificant.
The only reason why he was remembered by the geniuses was that he knew a gray raccoon who happened to have an intersection with the geniuses.
The difference between Lao Li and them is like that between Yi Dou and the god of thunder.
As for the rest of the people, there is no need to say more.
The huge gap between them makes it easy for geniuses to realize that "they are unique".
Even if a person looks exactly like you and has the same voice as you, she is not another you, just a stranger who is a little like you.
But now...
The clones created by Russell seem to be able to replace the Black Tower to some extent?
Thoughts surged in Ruan Mei's eyes.
If we go one step further, can we artificially create a "messenger", or even create an existence that is far more outstanding than himself, Black Tower, Screw Gumm and others combined?
interesting.
Although it doesn’t have much overlap with the experiments I’m currently conducting, if it can really be realized, it seems that it can provide more research templates?
She looked at Russell's eyes, and suddenly there was a sense of anticipation.
This guy really can surprise me constantly.
perhaps.
He himself is a very worthy material for study?
Various thoughts in her mind danced like musical notes, but the words she spoke still revolved around the next wolf hunting action.
"So, you have actually mastered Chadwick's technique?"
