Chapter 391: : Earth Science vs Manor Metaphysics

At the door of the manor, the uncle security, like a chicken thief, secretly peeped into the manor.
In the past endless years, the old security guard was a good teacher, and finally cultivated the class teacher's unique secret technique "back window peeping". Ah no, the servant's unique secret skills are "deserving."
This is a peeping skill that no three pupils can match, but it can only be used as a manor who can serve or teach himself.
This time, Uncle Security came with his own "teaching plan".
He has taught countless young manor owners how to make a manor owner quickly, and even a stupid manor owner is confident that he can get it right.
Although the original plan was to allow Zhuang not far, the "wild farmer", to develop freely, he really couldn't stand it anymore.
How stupid this owner is! It doesn't matter!
The glory of the manor was lost by him!
But how to make an appearance, we need to think about it a lot. If we want Zhuang not far to take him to heart, we must naturally show our own value.
And his idea is very good, that is to tell Zhuang not far, even if there is no Wuling tribe, an excellent manor, there should be hundreds of ways to solve the current problem.
But how easy is it to treat a few dogs? He can come up with many ways at will.
As long as he helps Zhuang not far to solve the problem at hand, he will certainly be able to reap the vision of Zhuang not far from worship, and maybe he can help him get on the right path before Zhuang not far this stupid owner is stupid enough to kill himself.
However, the development of things is completely different from what he thought.
So Uncle Security scrambled at the door, how could this be done? Why not follow the script!
Uncle Security scratched his head at the door, attracting a lot of attention.
Pedestrians passing by looked at him curiously, and when they saw the security uniform on his body, they were relieved, thinking that this was the new security guard in the manor.
"The estate asks for security."
"Everyone else looks outside. Why does this security always look inside?"
"Probably because something weird ran out of the manor last time, so a security guard was asked to watch it at the door?"
"It's possible, but this security is too old and too thin, isn't the landlord poor? Can't afford good security?"
"It is estimated to be poor."
"The owner is always poor."
"But it's not easy for Uncle Security to come out as a security guard when he is so old."
"Go, buy some manor output and add a chicken leg to Grandpa Security."
"Go with it, add a chicken leg."
In the manor, a group of servants all stared at Zhuang not far away.
"What did you just say?"
"Excuse me, say it again?"
"Sorry, the owner, I must have heard it wrong."
Zhuang not far away: "I said that since the Wuling tribe has become extinct, and the old of the servant doesn't know where it is, I don't count on them anyway, even if I really find them, in addition to the gods, I guess It's useless. "
Uncle Security almost vomits blood: you are the old bastard! You're old! You're useless!
Since you say so, I don't care about you, I don't believe what you can do!
"Zhuangzhuangzhuang" Jianbo took a sigh of relief. "Zhuangzhuang can't say so. The zhuangzhuang owners are still terrible."
Although these exiles were not tolerated by the manor and the Industrial Party, they still lived in the shadow of the manors. I do n’t know how many people ’s bedtime stories are still cruel manors.
"Great? The race that can cure all diseases can't even cure itself? It's no one to kill yourself."
"Zhuangzhuang Zhuangzhuang owner" Jianbo was even more shocked. "Do you know who is domesticating the witch family?"
"I don't know." Zhuang not far shook his head.
I knew you didn't know! Jianbo gasped.
If you knew, you wouldn't say that!
"It's Lord Bian! Lord Bian is the leader of the strange tribe that is best at domestication among the three major clans of the manor's era, and the man himself is also the recognized leader of the manor!" Jian Boser narrowed his eyes and looked forward, " But do n’t say bad things about Master
"Can he still hear it?" Zhuang not far wondered, "Isn't he dead long ago?"
"The owners of the manor are very evil and no one knows that the adult is dead or not. He just disappeared the owner and raised his head with a god! Be careful! Be careful!"
"The owner of the manor is not a god, and this Wuling tribe is really nothing terribly great. Has it failed, but isn't it let people say?" Zhuang not far off.
To Zhuang not far, the owners of the manor are just a group of dead old guys.
Outside the door, Uncle Security couldn't wait for a roar, and scolded Zhuang not far away.
But he raised his feet several times, but he still sighed.
Zhuang not far said that the Wuling tribe is indeed a dirty spot.
Xiongxiong is a rough outline. He is already the top-level existence of the manor, but there have been several well-known failures. The Wulin tribe is one of them. In the manor's era, the manor species of the manor were various and life forms were different. The race can take care of all kinds of diseases of all living things, which is an impossible task, but it has been done hard.
And different from the domestication of the "whipping supervisor" Miffy, the Witch Tribe is a race created from scratch, out of nothing.
But no one knows that the original dream of Tatar was not to domesticate a "doctor race", but to domesticate a strongest creature.
He used strong means to force tens of thousands of different races to mate and produce offspring, trying to combine the advantages of all species, and he even broke the boundaries between different life forms many times.
At that time, the puppet was full of spirits, thinking that all the secrets in the world were in his own hands, and he couldn't wait to challenge the power of nature itself, to become a real deity.
In the end, did it succeed or fail?
How did it succeed? How did it fail? After all, the manor era was scattered with the wind.
But the great achievement of the turmoil of that time, even now a stupid little farmer dare to speak out and comment?
If you remember correctly, Mr. Zhuang, you haven't even completed the achievement of elementary domestication!
It seemed to stimulate Uncle Security, Zhuang not far and said, "If I am a puppet and have endless life, I will definitely do better than him. These manor owners, who have high self-esteem, stand still, and are simply stupid! No wonder it was extinct by the Industrialists! "
silly!
Arrogant!
If it was in the past, Uncle Security would rush in and hit Zhuang's palm with a ruler.
I have never seen such a arrogant student in my old life!
Dare to ask the owner how many primary domestication, how many intermediate domestication and how many advanced domestication have you completed now? How many domestication skills do you know?
The village-level manor of the village can't even domesticate the tiger, so he speaks wildly?
Damn, don't stop me, I want to kill!
Uncle Security jumped wildly at the entrance of the manor, anxiously rushing in.
This child, as a manor, didn't even respect his predecessors at all!
How can such a person revive the manor era?
Kill this owner, maybe the owners of the manor can be ZTE!
Stepping back 10,000 steps, he had to ask Zhuang not far, not to mention anything else, just the current problem, how can you solve it?
Zhuang not far had an idea.
This idea was inspired by Sazler.
Sazler was seriously injured and was dying before, but just rested for a night and jumped straight to life.
"This kind of resilience of the fallen dragon people is abnormal. If we graft this kind of resilience to the big tigers?"
"Graft? How do you graft?" Jianber wondered.
Outside the door, Uncle Security was also extremely puzzled.
Although the owners of the manor have domesticated countless species, they are like a long-lasting farming civilization. The owner of the manor cherishes his knowledge, so that his experience cannot summarize and refine the knowledge of the system. His own interpretation and system are messy. Can be used but not understood. It is not so much science as metaphysics.
Can estate owners graft the characteristics of one species to another?
The answer is yes. There are countless amazing creatures in the universe, and indeed there are so many creatures that have this ability.
But those creatures are also extinct.
Just like Wuling.
Without these magical creatures, what is Zhuang not far to do?
"Genetic engineering." Zhuang not far spit out the words.
The servants of the exile era were blank, the servants of the earth were stunned.
Damn, if the four words were not spoken by the owner, I would almost forget that this is an undergraduate fantasy novel!
Already farther and farther on the road of fantasy.
"Since I became the manor of the manor, I have been unconsciously limited in my way of thinking." Zhuang not far shook his head. "Once there is any problem, the first idea is to find some magical creature, but I forget to return There are other ways. After all, we live on the earth, this is a technology society! "
"In theory, any feature of a living thing should be recorded in the genes. As long as we find the right genes and marry them to the tigers, they should be able to save the tigers."
"Zhuang owner, but the recovery ability of the fallen dragon people is also limited." Jian Bo said, "Big tiger, their injuries are too serious!"
Zhuang not far away looked at the next three catty four two.
"My uncle has only one hand, the other hands have been cut off, and I haven't seen him grow up again!" Sanjin raised his hand quickly to prove it. But looking at Zhuang not far and waiting to see their hands, eager to try to cut off the look, hurriedly received.
"What about you?" Zhuang looked at Okahiro from a short distance. "Three pupils are molluscs, and they should have great recovery capabilities."
Okahiro said that you are being discriminated against by our owner!
Our three pupils are not molluscs!
That's right, our three pupils were once molluscs, but now they are not!
"Is there any creature with a very strong recovery ability in the Exile era?" Zhuang not far asked Jianbo ~ EbookFREE.me ~ My best headhunter was hungry and thirsty at this time.
"As far as I know, the ones with the best recovery ability are probably blood servants. They are said to have six feet, four heads, and any head can be cut off to grow again. Unfortunately, the era of exile has no blood servants. Others Biological maggots, they all seem to be similar. "
"Blood servant? I have it." Zhuang not far away and went out, not long after dragging in a large bag, came in, and threw a pile of dead bones to the ground.
Cavan changed this chapter for four hours or was not satisfied with ORZ
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