The Cyber Galaxy of Cultivation

The three of them continued to move forward after taking care of the two Void Feather Guards.

The interior space of the Antarctic Eternal Life is extremely vast, and the spacecraft even deliberately creates the feeling of an everyday city.

The weather system maintains blue sky and white clouds, and the ground is completely open to the air without the flatness and depression of the cabin inside the spacecraft.

They turned around the port platform, passed through the area where cargo boxes were stacked, as if they were walking out of the port area on flat ground, and then entered a tree-lined park.

It's a pity that the trees in this park have been blurred, and even the birds and flowers that should have been here have lost their true appearance.

Nan Ling tried to touch these things. There was a feeling of touch, but it was completely different from the real touch.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to touch it with his fingers, otherwise this realization would be deeper.

And he didn't dare to use his spiritual mind to explore anymore, so he could only press down the questions in his heart and follow Mrs. Antarctica.

That's right, Mrs. Antarctica seemed to have remembered something again and was leading them in one direction.

Along the way, they encountered the Xuhua Feather Guards. Basically, Nan Ling could defeat them with just one word... Strictly speaking, these Feather Feather Guards might be his brothers and sisters.

But there is nothing that can be done about other insignificant things except Ling Yuwei.

Although the warning range of many avatars wearing researcher clothes is only 20 to 30 meters, they do not have the remnants of a living person's will like the Feather Guards. They roar with unknown meaning and want to attack those who appear within their warning range. Everything was then easily wiped out by Nan Ling or Mo.

"Even my lip reading couldn't decipher what they were yelling. It seemed like they had no consciousness left."

Nan Ling nodded secretly in his heart. Compared with the weak and dim spiritual light on the Lingyu Guards, these things actually had no aura reaction at all.

He said: "I feel that the Lingyuwei's will is stronger, more focused and pure, so they can still have these fragments of consciousness left behind."

Mrs. Anji sighed: "Who says it's not the case? Now that I think about it, you are actually very pure guys."

There seemed to be countless memories emerging before her eyes.

She said: "Come on, come this way. We will go forward for a while and we will reach the place where you were born. That is also the place that impressed me the most."

Nan Ling followed silently.

Then they came to a towering church-like building.

Mrs. Anji stopped and said, "This is it, the 'recruit camp' of the Ling Feather Guards. All the Ling Feather Guards came out from here, and it is also where I used to work."

Mo looked at the silent Nan Ling and asked, "Has your memory been restored?"

Mrs. Anji said: "At least the memory on this fairy boat has been restored almost."

"I did give myself a lot of psychological hints when I left. When I came back here, these psychological hints came into play one after another, causing my memory to return quickly."

Then she paused and said, "Speaking of which, I am increasingly suspicious that my memory may have been manipulated before entering the Antarctic Eternal Life."

"I seem to be pretty good at this after all."

"And if I hadn't manipulated my memory in advance, I might not have been able to pass the Immortal Society's screening, right?"

Nan Ling thought this made sense, but at the same time, it felt even weirder.

Mrs. Antarctica came to look for her past, and she found it, but this past was woven from her previous past.

It's like a matryoshka doll, absolutely amazing.

The three of them quietly entered the Lingyu Guard's 'recruit camp' together.

There are also many shadowy and obscure things here.

These Feather Guards all look young, some even only seven or eight years old.

It seems that he is Nan Ling's 'same class'.

What is surprising is that these insignificant things did not attack them, even if they deliberately approached them.

There seems to be no concept of attack in their residual consciousness.

Mrs. Anji sighed: "These are indeed your 'same class'. They were created by special means."

"This operation will allow them to quickly grow to a sixteen-year-old body, and then start to learn various knowledge and undergo rigorous training."

"It will take another three years before they can become a qualified Feather Guard."

Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with great pity in his heart: "To put it this way, they are no different from babies now. No wonder they don't have any hostility towards us even if they have become immortal objects."

Nan Ling silently looked at the virtual boy who should be his 'biological brother', and the heavy feeling in his heart became more intense.

They didn't bother these wandering shadows because they couldn't do anything.

Mrs. Antarctica took them to a laboratory.

When she reached out and knocked lightly on the door, the laboratory door was opened.

Then an AI voice came from the back door: "Welcome back, Ms. Rose."

Mrs. Anji was in a daze for a moment, then said: "Yes, my name is Rose. They used to call me Miss Rose..."

She seemed to remember something again.

Nan Ling smiled and said: "So I should call you Mei Mei... um, Aunt Mei Mei?"

Mrs. Antarctica, no, Mrs. Rose said, "Well, you can call me that now because all my memories of being on this ship are back."

She said this, but she didn't seem very happy.

Because obviously, this is not all her memory.

Her journey to find her past is still not over, and the Antarctic Ever Given is just one of its stops.

But she quickly put these aside, then came to a petri dish and said: "Look, this is my work station, and you were cultivated here."

Nan Ling is really a child created by Mrs. Rose herself!

She said with emotion: "The Feather Guards are the most mature artificial warriors of the Immortal Society. They either control the power of fire or the power of wind. Every Feather Guard that grows up is an extremely powerful being."

"In the history of the Antarctic Changsheng, the Lingyu Guards had thousands of people at its peak. There was one Nascent Soul-level Lingyu General and eight Jindan-level Lingyu Army Lords."

"What a terrifying force this is?"

Nan Ling said calmly: "But they are all in the past tense now."

Mrs. Rose said: "Yes, they are all over, only you are still there."

"In addition, I also know what you are worried about. Are you worried that your body may be controlled by others?"

Nan Ling nodded silently, this is a fact.

Mrs. Rose said easily: "Then you can rest assured, because there are indeed hidden dangers in the original Lingyu health production process. The key lies in the filling gene when the two genes are fused."

"The genes you received are incomplete. If it were truly a perfect immortal bloodline, I'm afraid you would at least be a Nascent Soul cultivator now."

"What Ling Yuwei has are just genetic fragments that have been screened and adjusted in a targeted manner. They need to be mixed with some filler genetic information to form a complete genetic code."

"Unfortunately, there is a problem with the genetic information used to fill in the information. It only takes a specific gene-targeted drug to easily put your body into a weak state."

Mo became nervous when she heard this. She asked, "What about Xiaonan? Does he also have this problem?"

Mrs. Rose shook her head and said softly: "He is my most perfect work. At that time, I may have had a mischievous mentality. When blending the child's genes, I suddenly filled it with my own genetic information as a carrier. So his genes don't have those flaws."

Nan Ling knew one thing, Mrs. Rose was indeed his biological mother.