Amoeba copy.
Facing the two people pointing out the flaws in his words, Chu An returned calmly with an expressionless face:
“It’s a coincidence between the amoeba solution and the meme.”
"Actually, the original solution is purely prepared to deal with the ghost babies."
When the conversation changed, Chu An controlled Xiong Hanzi and slowly stretched out a finger:
"First, I originally planned to find an opportunity to get rid of the ghost baby."
"Lin An, you know. The ghost baby in Mo Ling's body has always been a time bomb. I have been thinking of a way to give Mo Ling the ability of the ghost baby and kill it perfectly. In this regard, let The best way is for Mo Ling to absorb the ghost infant."
"Then the question is, how can Mo Ling absorb the ghost baby perfectly?"
"Before I came into contact with the amoeba, my original idea was to let the ink spirit rise to the third level, peel off the ghost baby, and then make the ghost baby into some kind of prop, like a treacherous object. But after coming into contact with the amoeba After the amoeba, I soon realized that the amoeba can inherit memories and infect everything, and after death, it becomes a perfect "nutrient solution."
"You can't be safer than eating yourself."
"In the original plan, I considered that after frequent use of ghost infant teleportation, this thing might get out of control, so I simply prepared the original solution in advance to solve the crisis, so I put it in Xiong Hanzi's place. After all, His body makes it easier for me to do things.”
"The reason I won't tell you is that I actually don't have much confidence that Mo Ling will not be harmed after injecting the original solution."
"The connection between them is too tight. In theory, they must be separated first!"
"But, after I discovered that the dream meme actually separated Mo Ling and the Ghost Infant, I realized that this was the perfect time to solve it."
"So, I controlled Zhang Tie and did it directly."
"Judging from the results, the effect is quite good. If nothing else, you may be able to find some unexpected surprises after Mo Ling wakes up."
Sitting opposite each other, Lin An calmly listened to Chu An's explanation and ideas, and kept tapping the armrest with his fingertips.
Frowning slightly.
I have to say that Chu An has come full circle again.
but...
This time, before Lin An spoke, Zhang Tie seemed to have become much smarter and asked Chu An directly:
"That's not right, Chu Dayin...College."
"You said it was a coincidence, so why did you enter the dungeon early? Isn't this too damn a coincidence!?"
"It happens that I know what's here, it happens that I've studied it a long time ago, it happens that I got bugs again, and it happens that this bird thing can separate Mo Ling and the kid. Damn it, and it happens that you happened to go to the dungeon!?"
With a suspicious look on his face, Xiong Hanzi smelled a strong smell of "conspiracy" despite his not-so-brainy character.
On the other side, Chu An chuckled and shook his head slightly:
"It's very simple."
"Lin An, as I told you, I need to go to the amoeba world to plant psychic crops."
"Not only that, I also plan to study your talent for absorbing emotions."
"Me helping you in the amoeba world is just a coincidence within a coincidence."
The conversation changed again.
A brief pause.
Chu An habitually directed Zhang Tie to the space equipment. After a moment, he looked at the canned yellow peach he took out and silently put it back.
Obviously, in his opinion, Zhang Tie's snacks were all junk food.
"Absorbing emotions? Talent?"
Lin An looked thoughtful, wondering how Chu An got involved in this matter.
If Chu An didn't mention it, he almost forgot that he still had this ability in his talent.
Nodding, Chu An calmly spoke:
"Lin An, you must have realized that your talent for absorbing emotions has always been difficult to use in actual combat."
"Facing high-level enemies, with the limitation of absorption distance, it is simply impossible to bring a large number of humans to provide you with positive emotions."
"The aftermath of a single battle can kill them all."
“It’s useless if there are too few people, but it’s too restrictive if there are too many people.”
"So, as I mentioned before, I have always hoped to start with the original solution rewarded by the amoeba mission."
"As long as you can transmit emotions across distances, the characteristics of your talent can truly bring out its value!"
"As the most critical talent characteristic of your own strength... you haven't used it even once. This is such a waste!"
"Think about it, if you are fighting at the front, there are millions of people behind you to provide you with strength. What a terrifying bonus this is!"
The tone was fanatical.
Looking at "Zhang Tie" with his hands open as if making a speech, Lin An subconsciously recalled the scene that Chu An had imagined.
so...
The picture flashed.
Thinking of the ghost babies that disintegrated at the same time, Lin An suddenly seemed to realize:
"You found a way!? Success!?"
"Straddling two worlds, amoeba not only synchronously dies, but can also transmit emotions!?"
My heart skipped a beat.
Lin An always remembered this incident.
But when I first discussed it with Chu An, there were three main difficulties in absorbing emotional power.
One is whether, as the "mother body" of the amoeba, it can be absorbed across distances; the second is whether the power will be reduced if the emotions are transmitted; the third is how to allow humans to provide stable emotional output.
The first two have not been tested due to the inability to return to the amoeba world and the fear of conducting experiments on real-world humans.
After all, in the real world, there are too many "bombs" inside Long'an.
If he accidentally loses control while studying the original liquid, the entire war zone will be buried with him.
But now it seems that the experiment cannot be carried out for the time being. Chu An should have concealed this from him, or the plan has not yet been formed, so he simply did not say anything.
However, even if the first two are accomplished, the last one is still crucial.
Human beings are not machines, and the generation of positive emotions is often short-lived and fluctuating.
Hatred and negativity may last, but positivity is difficult.
If during a battle, your strength has just tripled, and when you strike out with a sword, your emotional power will instantly shrink due to instability, the consequences will be disastrous.
If you lose control of your power during the battle, it's better not to do it!
"almost."
Lifting the frame slightly, Chu An silently looked at the pool of pus on the test table in the amoeba world, with an inexplicable meaning on his face:
"However, transmitting emotions across worlds is not that simple."
"In fact, synchronization between amoeba can often only achieve synchronization of reinforcement and death information."
"Thoughts, ideas, thoughts... Don't say that these things can be transmitted. Even if they are transmitted, they are like poison."
"Think about it, if the thoughts of ten thousand or one hundred thousand people are transmitted to your mind at the same time, no matter how high your willpower is, your will will collapse instantly!"
"so..."
"If you want to convey a complex message like positive emotions, you must not only intensify the emotion to the level of life and death! It must also be extremely pure!"
"So...
"To solve this problem! I am going to create a large number of fanatical believers in the copy world!"
After a moment of pause, Chu An slowly raised his head, looking at the ground as if his eyes could reach across the alloy above his head.
There, thousands of humans are building temples and erecting huge statues.
A dense crowd of worshipers were singing loudly the name of the gods.
In the cabin, Zhang Tie, who was controlled by Chu An, suddenly stood up and opened his hands with great confidence:
"Lin An, just imagine."
"Once our plan is successful, we will rely on the powerful reproductive ability of amoeba in the amoeba world."
"One day equals 10 days! We can completely force humans to mate and reproduce!"
"In the near future, we can completely turn this place into a kingdom of God on earth! Everyone there is the most devout fanatic believer!"
"From birth to death..."
"Every minute! Every moment! Tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of human beings will provide you with a steady stream of power!"
Amoeba world.
On the workbench behind Chu An, the electronic screen kept flashing, and dense planning information was recorded on it.
Among them, in a schematic diagram of plan advancement, a black progress bar slowly grows.
[Artificial God Project]: Current progress: 37%....
