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Outside the No. 24 City of Life, there were 500 imperial guards and more than 6,000 imperial soldiers. They formed defenses around the city, guarded the commanding heights, and set up heavy weapons. The scouts, spreading from the south, north and west, had a detection distance of more than fifteen kilometers.

The night gradually fell, and as the last ray of light on the horizon was completely swallowed up, there was no gap between the wilderness and the city, and the world seemed to be invincible in the depths of darkness forever.

The first ray of light that emerged from the window tear apart the dullness and depression, showing a faint yellowness.

This seemed to be a signal. In an instant, every corner of the elliptical city shone with dazzling light, dazzling and hot, as if countless sharp light swords that wanted to pierce the endless sky and penetrate the dark hell.

There were more than 300 trucks coming from the east. At the end of the old highway, you could still see the shiny lights at the front of the vehicle from afar. Arriving with the convoy, there were technicians with special training, fully armed soldiers, and engineers with high-level citizenship qualifications... On the open space near the main building of the city, 20,000 civilians who arrived early were busy. They set up searchlights at the entrance of the building, assembled various parts into construction machinery, and poured quick-dry concrete on the ground that had to be flat... Everything seemed orderly, busy, but not panic.

More than fifty trucks with open carriages lined up in a row. Under the escort of the soldiers carrying guns and live ammunition, people kept transporting containers full of supplies from various buildings in the city. Under the dragging of the towing locomotive, they were raised high with mechanical buckets and placed inside the carriage. These huge boxes with steel and wood mixed structures were exactly the same as the maximum carrying volume of the truck. As soon as the bucket fell, the workers on both sides of the waiting side immediately fixed the surroundings of the box with tools. On average, every five minutes passed, a fully loaded truck slowly drove onto the highway, reversed the direction, and drove towards the east highway when it came.

Zhou Hao stood at the exit of the building in a new dark imperial uniform. His standing posture was straight, his high-tube military boots were polished shiny, his short and hard hair showed the unique coldness and majesty of the soldiers. His thick eyebrows and eagle eyes made his facial lines look harder.

In the eyes of every ordinary wasteland residents, the City of Life has a sense of mystery that cannot be explained in words.

This is more and more obvious from the ancient human worship and blind obedience of unknown things. Among humans, the difference between ordinary and mutation is becoming increasingly obvious. No one is willing to become a character who will be ruled forever, and everyone hopes to become a superior who is above everyone's heads. This is not an unrealistic fantasy. The enhancement potion is to exist in the minds of ordinary people and turn fantasy into a medium for reality. As long as you have this magic potion, you can change your destiny.

Naturally, the city of life, which manufactures and sells fortification potions, has a status of no less than Eden, which is said to be inhabited by only angels.

At the entrance of the main building in the shape of an eggshell, Zhou Hao did not feel that he was close to the place where the divine residence was. On the contrary, his brain thinking was always wandering between tension and calmness. Every half an hour, he would look down at the watch on his wrist. This seemed to have formed an abnormal habit. Only whenever the messenger came to report the transportation progress, his hard face that had almost solidified almost appeared slightly soft.

Lin Xiang's orders were deeply engraved in his mind like a brand.

"All departments of the entire empire will cooperate with you to complete this operation. All transport vehicles are on standby. In addition to the troops that are the first to the alert force, the two legions of "Extreme Warriors" and "Holy Blood Angels" will each send 3,000 soldiers to expand the patrol range from the south and north. There are drones in the surrounding areas for all-weather monitoring. All the recruited low-level civilians in the territory of Hidden Moon, Bloodstone, Iron Slag City, Old Sosbia and Ferdinand, a total of more than 1,000 people will become the main force of load transportation. Your mission is only one, commanding them in the shortest time, and transporting the entire twenty-fourth City of Life back to the empire... Remember! What I want is everything."

As the newly promoted commander of the Imperial Army, Zhou Hao can certainly understand the emperor's desire to firmly control everything. The No. 24 City of Life occupies an irreplaceable and important position in the overall strategy of the Longteng Empire. This is not just as simple as using artificial proteins to synthesize and replicate life forms. According to the emperor himself, "the world, and even the entire universe, may have unprecedented changes."

The convoy under the night was like a group of busy ants who never knew what dormant. The impact of the drill bit and the forced removal of the fixed object continued to burst, and the muffled sound of the high-pressure air hammer hitting the wall was deafening. A set of computers, medical devices, documents... A container full of supplies was transported onto trucks. Hundreds of thousands of civilians, led by soldiers and officers, searched in and out of the city to find any objects that might have useful value. This was a transport that was not much different from plunder. A steel bar, a nail, and even the wires in the middle of the official road on the wall were pulled out and transported away by searchers.

This world lacks nothing. The wasteland residents will never waste anything. As long as items that they think are useful, even shoes that fall off the feet of rotten corpses, will become extremely precious treasures.

Lin Xiang did not want to proactively provoke the Joint Doctors Association to find available things from a deserted and deserted city, which is completely different from the public sending troops to attack settlements. He could not station troops in the No. 24 City of Life. The greatest significance of this city's existence is actually the equipment and materials retained in the city. In the case of ensuring that the other party's superficial authority does not violate the other party's superficial authority, what Lin Xiang values ​​is actually just how much benefits can he put in his pocket?

......

Looking at the deep sky covered with radiant clouds outside the window, Lin Xiang breathed a long sigh.

"You feel stranger to me. If you hadn't been familiar with you before, I would have thought you were a natural emperor, not a newbie who had just worn a crown and dress."

Rand Walker sat on the sofa in the back, crossed his fingers, leaned forward slightly, hugged his right knee with his hands, and his beautiful gray eyes kept staring at Lin Xiang with his back facing him.

Turning around slowly, Lin Xiang smiled: "No one can access it by computer. He is a natural emperor."

“I was surprised by your performance.”

Rand Walker did not change his sitting posture and watched Lin Xiang's every move seriously: "It's really unexpected that I want to pay tribute to you and respectfully call you "Your Majesty"... Damn, should you compensate me well?"

"As far as I know, you don't seem to have any interest in women. Food and daily supplies are also the highest level. If you want, I don't mind awarding you the titles of "Director of the Imperial Medical Administration" or "Director of the Supreme Medical College of the Imperial Medical College". Materials, fame, status... as long as I can give it, you can ask for it at will."

Lin Xiang spoke very seriously, and there was no sign of false suspicion.

“It’s not the old era”

Rand Walker shook his head disdainfully and dragged the syllables at the end long: "If I had gone back a century, I would have been moved by generous conditions such as hundreds of millions of dollars in banknotes. Unfortunately... this desolate world has nothing, money is just a piece of waste paper. Instead of joining the Association of Doctors or the Knights of Skeletons to find it uncomfortable, it is better to be my doctor here with you."

Lin Xiang laughed again.

He knew that Rand Walker was making complaints, which was also a means of relaxation by doctors.

Walking to the desk and sitting down, raising his head, putting away the smile on his face, Lin Xiang's expression gradually became serious: "Back to the point, what suggestions do you have for the replicant transformation plan?"

"I have carefully read the information that Liu Yuchen got back from the 24th City of Life. I have to admit that Josephine is indeed the greatest genius in the world."

Rand Walker stood up and said, "On the surface, the United Doctors Association has no interest in ways to gain power such as ruling the people. They focus on academic research and exchange resources from various institutions of large and small by selling reinforcement agents. This attitude, which is completely different from the strong institutions, has made most families feel good about them. Even the Knights of the Skeletons are not too wary of them. In fact, the hidden power of the United Doctors Association is actually very large. They can create more than one million replica armies at any time.

This situation is like the mass production of juvenile mother nests in computer games in old times. Of course, they cannot create super strong men like parasites. But once the war begins, every city of life spread all over the world will become a mother nest. No one knows how many artificial proteins these guys have stored. Their armed copying soldiers may exceed tens of millions in a week. Haha! Doesn’t it sound terrible? Thousands of Level 4 strengthening people, the extremely rapid impact is enough to compete with the surging floods that destroyed the world in the ancient mythological era."

Lin Xiang continued to remain silent, and Rand Walker did not cut into the part he cared about most, nor did he finish speaking.

"The key to the problem lies in artificial proteins"

At this point, Rand Walker's expression began to become solemn: "This is the basis for the production of synthetic living organisms. According to the known biological replication principle, solid proteins must be liquefied and entered the culture chamber in the form of adding nutrient catalysts. This method is different from the traditional tube artificial insemination, but directly uses batch fertilized eggs to promote high nutritional growth. The cycle of life individuals is at least 80% shorter than the traditional method. Since they have been cultured from childhood, replica individuals who go down from the assembly line are born with level four reinforcement mutants. They have memory infused, and do not need training. As long as they are sent to clothes and weapons, they can be immediately organized into combat-capable armies. In the relevant database of the Joint Doctors Association, this replica soldier belongs to the lowest level."

"Ying Jia is also a replicant, but her manufacturing method is completely different from that of a replicant soldier. Fang Yuchen adopts a natural growth method of biological protein solidification. The manufacturing cycle is more than five times more than ordinary soldiers. In other words, the little beauty you like is a growing individual born entirely by a uterine environment. It takes at least one to two years from childhood activity to adulthood. Her shape and body structure are very stable. Even without you being transformed with pure blood, you can survive for more than 500 earth years through organ transplantation or body replacement."

"You mean, the normal model copyist is not in a stable condition?"

Lin Xiang has basically understood Rand Walker's words.

"The experimental data of the Joint Doctors Association show that ordinary models of replica soldiers can only maintain a stable period of about 36 months at most. They have completed catalytic growth in the culture compartment, and the manufacturer needs them to become soldiers from birth. This is a quick-witted approach. After more than three years, the replica soldiers' bodies will completely collapse. Within 24 hours, cells that cannot maintain division will completely liquefy. However, like normal people, they need to eat, drink water, and rest. Continuous high-intensity combat and ultra-extreme vigorous exercise will cause the collapse of the internal circulation system and accelerate death. Due to technology sharing, the Skeleton Knights also adopt the same replication technology. They usually use thirty-two months as the normal cycle.

Cycles, recycling and reconstruction of all replica armies in their jurisdiction. This is why there are city of life and Knights bases all over the world. They cannot send all replica soldiers who are about to die back to the headquarters for processing, but instead use the method of establishing factories and related equipment on site to complete recycling and reconstruction. Of course, they do not lack a better synthetic life manufacturing method. Compared with ordinary models of replicator production, high-level life manufacturing costs such as Ying Jia are extremely high, and the conversion between the two is as high as one to five hundred. Even if the production is completed, it will take up to two years to conduct manual training and training. This does not meet their interests and cannot complete the comprehensive replacement work in a short time."

"So what's going on with the new generation of humans?"

Lin Xiang couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "Since the survival period of a replica individual is only 36 months, why is the life cycle of the new generation of humans the same as that of normal people?"

"The new generation of humans is the reproductive form of replicating humans."

Rand Walker patiently explained: "The unstable cellular structure of the father and the mother will not be passed on to the juveniles produced by the combination of the two. Of course, it is not ruled out that individual genetic phenomena will occur occasionally, but overall, the reproduction of the new generation of humans is very successful. According to the data of the Joint Doctors Association, the first few batches of replicated humans have consumed all the artificial protein accumulated by the Skeleton Knights at that time. Under the premise that sufficient defensive power must be maintained as a protection, they cannot continue to cover the world in billions of people, and can only wait for the growth of new individuals to form a new society."

Lin Xiang's face showed a sudden enlightenment. He stopped asking questions, but frowned and leaned halfway on the chair and fell into deep thought.

Rand Walker sat quietly. He understood that Lin Xiang needed to digest all the things he had just said, war and chaos, turning many things into secrets. It would take enough time to get the final answer when it was necessary to take into account reality and was beneficial to the plan.

Lin Xiang’s plan is actually very simple. To put it bluntly, it is four "increasing troops" and "strengthening".

The transformation of slaves' thinking is an extremely subtle process. Due to the gain of benefits and freedom, most of them have a good impression of the new emperor, but this does not mean that they can absolutely remain loyal to Lin Xiang. This kind of thing needs to be verified through time, one year, two years, three years... Without the identity certification of the management committee, Lin Xiang cannot implement a pure blood transformation on anyone. Compared with ordinary civilians whose thinking is complex and who may change their positions due to desire or more interests, Lin Xiang hopes to transform the copyist who instills memory and become a loyal follower who will never betray.

“It is difficult to do this when a solid biological form is not available.”

Rand Walker bluntly said: "According to your plan, you need to get no less than 200,000 replica individuals with indoctrinated memories within one year. This is not realistic. The synthetic life life of ordinary models is only 36 months. I have tested repeatedly that your blood cannot produce the same life-extending effect on them as normal people, and they will still die due to functional collapse. If you adopt the method of allowing them to relate to each other, the child born with juveniles will also take no less than ten years of growth cycle to undergo blood transformation. Of course, this practice has many advantages and can ensure that these children who have received brainwashing education from birth are absolutely loyal to you. In ten years, their number can exceed millions, or even more. This number is very terrifying and is also the most suitable method of cultivation. You should know that... the life of a parasite is almost infinite."

Failure flashed through Lin Xiang's eyes, and was replaced by a more serious calm in an instant. He raised his head and looked silently at Land Walker sitting opposite him. After nearly five minutes, he asked seriously: "Is there any other feasible way?"

"have"
Chapter completed!