Seemingly reading Han Sen's thoughts, the fantasy tribe who transformed into Isha said: "The vitality of our fantasy tribe is relatively weak. Under normal circumstances, there are only one hundred fantasy days from birth to death, which is roughly equivalent to the genetic universe. One cosmic year. If it can be adopted and form a symbiotic relationship, it can depend on other living things and continue to survive, and its lifespan is the same as the living things it is attached to. Therefore, most fantasy people will be adopted soon after they are born."
Han Sen immediately understood. It was said to be adoption, but it was actually a relationship similar to parasitism. He just didn't know if parasitism would be harmful to the host, and what benefits the host could get.
The fantasy tribe obviously often encounters creatures with the same concerns as Han Sen. After seeing Han Sen's expression, he immediately explained: "The symbiotic relationship of the fantasy tribe will not affect the vitality of the creatures, and our fantasy tribe will only absorb a small part of it." Energy, and how much we absorb is still decided by the host. If we just continue normal life activities, a C4 type genetic fluid can sustain a fantasy race for one universe year. Of course, if you want the fantasy race to evolve, We need to provide energy as much as possible, and it depends on the situation. Our fantasy tribe will only passively accept it and will not take the initiative to ask for it."
"One C4 genetic fluid is just one meal. This energy is really not much." Han Sen said and looked at Isa.
Isa smiled and said: "The Phantom Race is a very peaceful race. If you are unwilling to provide them with energy, even if they die of exhaustion, they will not take the initiative to do anything. Apart from consuming a little energy, there is no harm. Of course. , if you want to truly cultivate a high-level fantasy clan, you need to provide a lot of energy, and it is much more difficult for them to be promoted than ordinary nobles."
"That's it, then I'll adopt a few." Han Sen thought for a while and said, these fantasy tribes are quite cute and don't pose much of a hindrance. Han Sen doesn't want them to die early.
It's okay to take a few back to Bao'er and the others as playmates. Anyway, he doesn't lack that little food.
"Dear guest, I'm very sorry. In order to prevent the Phantom tribe from being abandoned, a creature can only adopt one Phantom tribe." said the Phantom tribe.
"Okay then, I'll adopt a fantasy clan first." Han Sen said.
"Thank you, please follow me." The Phantom Clan led the way and led Han Sen and Isa out of the port.
Except for the modernization near the port, Huanzhen Star has primitive landforms outside. You can clearly see the endless green prairie, with colorful jelly-like spheres jumping around, as if you have entered a fairy tale world.
Arriving on the grassland, the fantasy tribe who turned into Isa pointed at Han Sen and shouted: "Children, this guest wants to adopt a child, who is willing to leave with him?"
Soon, I saw smaller colorful jelly balls jumping over, beating excitedly around Han Sen, and chirping: "Choose me...Choose me..."
"How do I choose?" Han Sen looked at the groups of fantasy tribes and didn't know how to start.
"The Phantoms themselves are not much different. Their growth is related to the symbionts and the energy they gain later. You can choose the one you like." Isa said.
"Choose me...Choose me..." The fantasy tribes jumped up and down in front of Han Sen with their big innocent eyes, hoping that Han Sen would choose them.
Han Sen randomly selected a yellow jelly ball that was smaller than the size of a fist, held it in his palm and said, "Just choose it."
The other little fantasy tribes left a little disappointed and continued to play on the nearby grassland, waiting for adoption by other creatures.
"Please put a drop of your own blood on its head, and you can achieve a symbiotic relationship with it." said the Huan tribe.
Han Sen followed his instructions and put a drop of blood on the yellow jelly-like sphere, and then saw the blood seeping directly into it and disappearing quickly.
When the blood completely melted, Han Sen suddenly felt that he had formed some kind of wonderful connection with the Little Fantasy Clan, as if he could read the Little Fantasy Clan's thoughts.
The little fantasy tribe seemed to be very happy, jumping in Han Sen's palm.
"What's its name?" Han Sen asked.
"The Phantom Clan doesn't have a name. If you like, you can give it a name." The Phantom Clan who turned into Isa said.
"Then let's call it Bubble." Han Sen thought for a moment and said. He didn't have much talent for naming anyway, so he just wanted to make it comfortable for him.
After adopting Bubble, Isa took Han Sen to leave Huan Zhen Star and continued to the Buddhist Kingdom, the largest alien space of the Buddhist tribe. On the way, Isa told Han Sen that adopting a fantasy tribe might have some problems in the Pure Land of Paradise. Useful, that's why I went to Huanzhen Star halfway.
Han Sen wanted to ask what the Phantom Tribe was for, but Isa was obviously worried about something and didn't chat with him anymore.
The Buddha Clan is more prosperous than the Rebet Clan, and controls a large star field with many alien spaces. However, the real headquarters of the Buddha Clan is still in the "Buddha Country".
The Buddha Country is a large alien space that is not inferior to the narrowness of the moon. However, there are not many planets in it, only a continent suspended in the starry sky. However, the continent is larger than a star field, which is almost unimaginable.
Isha did not reveal her identity, but entered the Buddhist country as an ordinary Rebet tribe. The Buddhist country is very open to the outside world, and you can see various races in the cities of the Buddhist country. On the contrary, the number of the Buddhist tribe itself is not a lot of.
Han Sen was surprised to find that many Buddhists or other races had a fantasy race around them, and the popularity rate was very high.
Isha said: "Before I go to listen to the scriptures, I have some things to do. You should walk around the Buddha's country first to gain some knowledge. I will come back to find you later."
After saying that, Isa turned and left, disappearing in a blink of an eye, leaving Han Sen standing alone on the long street.
Han Sen had no choice but to walk around for a while. Everything in the Buddhist Kingdom was really new to him. There were things Han Sen had never seen or heard of before, and it was not boring at all.
In a certain city corner in the Buddhist country, a man wore a strange costume and held a sign in his hand that no one could understand. He was sitting behind a broken table on the street corner, squinting his eyes and smoking like a god.
After a while, an old Buddhist man with a worried face passed by the broken table. The signboard in the man's hand fell down for some reason and hit the old Buddhist man's bald head.
"What's the matter with you?" The old Buddhist man rubbed his bald head and glared at the man, but he didn't want to say anything more and wanted to leave in a hurry.
"This Buddhist friend, I see that your eyes are dull, your hall is black, and there is a dark aura lingering on the heavenly spirit. There must be something ominous in your home recently..." The man grabbed the old Buddhist man with a serious look on his face. Rong said.
