"This kid is not normal!"
Normal scribbling must have no rules at all.
But in Zhang Xuezhou's "concentration", Changkongluo discovered that the opponent's handwriting was extremely regular and the font construction was extremely complete.
"He seems to have created a ciphertext!"
Any ordinary person can write a word at will, which has no connection with the mainstream writing of the Red Alliance.
Usually, this kind of word is also called a 'typo'.
But if the scale of typos can be enlarged to 5,000 to 10,000 different characters, and each character has its own special meaning and can be connected into a sentence, this is another kind of writing, which can even be used to convey special information. cipher text.
Obviously, what Zhang Xuezhou wrote was a kind of ciphertext.
Except for the creator and the learner, no one else can know the content of the writing.
This is probably why Zhang Xuezhou didn't worry about Turkalanduo and Changkong Luo watching from the sidelines.
Even the other party seemed to have thousands of words to copy at this time and couldn't spare the normal time at all.
Changkongluo asked Turcalando something. When it became difficult to ask any more questions, he took out two bound volumes on Zhang Xuezhou's bookshelf and turned the pages.
As usual, these are the words written by Zhang Xuezhou.
After flipping through several books, Zhang Kongluo discovered the normal Red Alliance characters.
But he recognized the words, but the content made him a little confused.
"Why can't I understand the translation?"
"This seems a bit like monk content!"
When the content of another practice system was presented before his eyes, Changkong Luo was at a loss.
It's as if he is familiar with literature, but what he is reading is genetics.
I know the words, but I don’t understand the meaning.
If Ren was able to read the opinions of thousands of people and constantly search ancient books for research, Chang Kongluo was really devoted to genetics.
He slowly turned the pages of his long-dusted memories, and returned to the days when martial arts training could only strengthen the body, and there were some monks who talked about fraud, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
For people of their time, firearms were the normal means of self-defense, and thermal weapons were invincible in their minds.
Until the fall of the Qin and Meng Empire, some scientific researchers made a mistake while studying organisms related to the Qin and Meng ruins. Genetic technology began to be used on dead soldiers, and some dead soldiers also acquired extremely superb abilities.
Like hiding from a gun.
This ability alone has forced many senior executives to embark on the same pursuit of genetic development.
This kind of research has moved from crops that solve people's livelihood conflicts to humans themselves.
Like crops, humans are constantly improving the genes in their bodies through grafting and other methods, and are constantly developing abilities that suit themselves.
The human genetic project has even become an arms race, and humans with special abilities are constantly emerging.
Some people died short-lived, but more genetic methods suitable for human development survived until more and more in-depth research.
Changkongluo had paid attention to the development of genes, and when he looked back at the various abilities to strengthen the body, he felt that Zhang Xuezhou's information was a little less jerky.
That was the martial arts and monk content they had put down, but it seemed that some people had picked it up again.
A few years ago, Chang Kongluo could not help but spit out "stubbornness" when he saw this situation.
But now, he vaguely realized that too much had been sacrificed in the rapid development of genes.
Some content that should not be abandoned has undoubtedly been abandoned due to rapid development, but it is difficult for the elderly like them to pick it up again.
"The eighth sequence, the ninth sequence...the tenth sequence to create gods!"
He whispered.
The genetic sequence was undoubtedly defined, and accompanied by extremely enthusiastic research purposes.
The ultimate super human will completely break away from the category of normal humans and enter a new stage of life.
In the ultimate sequence defined by them, this type of person possesses supreme force, endless lifespan, and a body that will never fail.
Genetic research is indeed moving in this direction, and has even achieved preliminary results in some aspects.
What makes Changkongluo regretful is that no matter how crazy their investment is, they have passively become the outcasts of society.
After all, they cannot escape the invasion of time, and their youthfulness on the outside cannot stop the decay on the inside.
They are old.
They will go crazy, they will die, and it will be difficult to see the birth of the Ultimate Sequencer.
No one will settle for anything less, so they will grasp at any straw they can get.
Wang Jiangtao is like this, Song Xianzhong is like this, Luo Tianming is like this, and Changkongluo is no exception.
As long as he thinks of Luo Tianming's triumphant face in the mansion in his later years, Changkong Luo feels unwilling to do so.
What Luo Tianming pursues, he will definitely pursue.
During the seven days that Zhang Xuezhou slept, he went through many rounds of communication, signing contracts, tying up, and even underwent surgeries such as electronic shackles and small bombs installed in his body. Only then did Zhang Kongluo gain temporary freedom.
Changkongluo never thought that Ren's life would be so important.
He even began to regret that day like a poisonous scorpion.
If only he could have a good communication with Ren Shengsheng and the two of them would work together towards the research of spiritual immortality, how could he have ended up like this?
There is no Ren Yisheng at the moment, Ren Wuyang has gone to Qinmeng, and Ren Anran has fallen into the abnormality after Ren Yisheng's death and has been sealed in the medical center. The two even thought that Zhang Kongluo fought with Ren Yisheng, causing Ren Yisheng to be imprisoned in his twilight years. Gongguan died, and his attitude towards Changkongluo was not friendly.
As for Wang Haoran who had his hand and hamstring amputated, Song Buer who lost his family, and Qin Wenhan who was also mentally disturbed, they were not normal people.
Among the many choices, the only option left was Zhang Xuezhou, a student of Ren Sheng.
This is the worst option under normal circumstances, but it is also the one that Luo Tianming, Song Xianzhong, Chang Kongluo and others have to choose.
No matter how bad Zhang Xuezhou is, the other person is currently the candidate who can be contacted normally and is the most convenient to communicate with.
And Zhang Xuezhou seems to have perfectly inherited Ren Shengsheng's routine.
Chang Kongluo was not familiar with Ren Sheng, but he had visited Ren Sheng's research laboratory and even his residence.
At Ren Shengsheng's place, most of the collections were ancient books of various types, accompanied by translations, modifications, revisions, etc. from time to time by Ren Shengsheng.
In Zhang Xuezhou's case, it is also similar to Ren Sheng's layout.
Sitting in Zhang Xuezhou's study where he was writing furiously, Changkong Luo thought for a long time.
It wasn't until there was a little commotion among the task force members outside, and Zhu Haishan reluctantly barged in with a nodding and hunched-over middle-aged man with tuberculosis, that Changkong Luo came back to his senses.
Obviously, someone came to see Zhang Xuezhou again.
This even reached the top management, and Zhu Haishan of the Zhu family had to come forward in person.
Regarding the task force stationed outside the Zhang family villa, this was obviously something Zhu Haishan had not expected.
After showing the certificate, Zhu Haishan was able to pass smoothly.
"Wen Yishan, you are really a busy man!"
Zhu Haishan was indignant before coming, thinking that Zhang Xuezhou was putting on too much of a show.
But after seeing this group of task force members, he felt that it was normal for Zhang Xuezhou to show off.
They were surrounded in circles like this, let alone Zhang Xuezhou, even he had to get a certificate before he could pass.
This made him quite surprised as to why the Zhang family was surrounded and which family was involved.
But in Xijing City, as Xijing City and other provinces and cities continue to fight in terms of public opinion, giving an explanation cannot be delayed for long.
This is an important matter at the moment, no matter which family or household, we have to give way.
Zhu Haishan felt that he still had some weight. If he encountered someone in Xijing City who mobilized the task force to make trouble, he could still come forward to make peace.
"ah……"
He knocked on the door. When the door of the villa was opened in person, Zhu Haishan was surprised when he saw the familiar figure inside, and all his thoughts calmed down.
