The Original Seeker

"What is a genius? Why do I try my best and still barely pass, there are always a few people who get full marks easily!" Lu Yuesheng's thoughts, which were originally calm, were set off by Bai Mo's words. The waves. .

When she was on the earth, she was an ordinary person. She looked mediocre, from a mediocre family, and had no special skills. She hovered around the average score in every exam. She was a type that the teacher didn't worry much, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Everyone thinks that they are the protagonist of life at first. She once felt that I was born to be useful and that I was always different from others.

But year after year passed, the great gods on the altar were deified and soaring, but they could only silently applaud the crowd in the audience.

Until the end, her heart gradually became numb, and she confessed with difficulty the fact that she was only a supporting role.

...

"Genius? I want to know too.

Maybe it's not just me, there are many people who want to get answers.

Those guys who thought I was a genius, got tissue samples from many years ago, and wanted to clone another me and find a way to deal with me. "

Bai Moyun spoke lightly, as if talking about a little thing that had nothing to do with him.

"As a result, you killed them all?" Based on her understanding of Bai Mo, she subconsciously came up with this answer.

"No, I let them leave, but before leaving, I left something behind."

"..."

The words of the other party made Lu Yuesheng think of some evil styles of the underworld inexplicably, and he liked to let those who offended them leave some "parts" on their bodies.

"I don't like killing other lives." Bai Mo continued.

Lu Yuesheng didn't believe it, who could reach the pinnacle of mankind, which one of his feet is not a burdened bone.

"They are an interesting group of geniuses, but it's a pity that they were born out of time."

In the last few years when the earth was forcibly requisitioned by an unscrupulous developer and the indigenous humans were forced to relocate to the moon, many people used different methods to carry out their own resistance.

A small elite group that was independent from the fruit core organization put its idea on the biochemical technology clone Baimo.

It's a pity that they have just completed the theoretical research, and a white light falling from the sky made the plan completely dead.

"They reminded me of an idea that I had many years ago-genius, can it be artificially created?

Those geniuses in history, what if they can be cloned?

I took some living tissues from each of them.

Guess the clones of geniuses, are they still geniuses? "Bai Mo continued to talk about some of his previous memories in an extremely plain tone.

The side effects of Daohua have become quite obvious, and the emotion of excitement is getting farther and farther away from him, but Bai Mo is still unwilling to give up.

"If it is true, the world is going to be messed up. Everyone can teach themselves the four mechanics of calculus in elementary school..."

Just imagining this picture, she felt that the words "inferior idiot" had been circling her head. The black technology of cloning geniuses could compete with genetic optimization technology.

"The gap in wealth, education, and opportunity has been smoothed out. I'm just short of the final talent. When everyone starts the same, what will be the next thing that can dominate the destiny."

"Can mass produce geniuses, the existence of ordinary people is meaningless." She gave birth to another shuddering idea.

"But why does he tell me so many secrets? Is it because the dead don't leak secrets?!"

...

These things, in Lu Yuesheng's view, are top-secret things. Putting them in Bai Mo's memory, they are just one after another too small waves, still at the level of daily conversations.

From moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, searching for the limit of the number of human beings on the earth, to genius copying, trying to **** the dice that seems to be filled with lead in the hands of the Creator, every moment he has many crazy ideas.

Ordinary people’s thoughts will thrive and disappear in a flash, and they can’t even be called bubbles, but Baimo is different. His thinking is enough to fill up a lot of details for every absurd idea, and then use powerful ones. Power to realize them.

Too outrageous, he will construct a virtual world in the illusory layer of the Nine Netherworld, and if it is not so beyond reality, he will try to reproduce it directly in the real world.

It is these absurd actions that make Bai Mo difficult for outsiders to understand. It is difficult to deduce his true intentions because it was originally his intentional action, and there is not much logic at all.

"He is a bit crazy..."

"Maybe I just want to talk to people, rather than quitting?" Lu Yuesheng, who was trembling, comforted himself after murmured a word in secret.

...

The conversation between the two ended silently, leaving her with a lot of questions.

Lu Yuesheng walked quietly, browsing the development around her, while Bai Mo quietly shared her vision, looking for the memories of her own life.

Along the way, as a bystander, she can clearly see that every earthling who comes here is working with a relaxed and leisurely mood.

This is different from the numbness of civilians in the wild world because of the hopelessness. It is also different from the fierce competition and deceitfulness in her memory, where everyone is rushing to be a human being.

They are really too laid-back, so laid-back is not like invading another world, but more like a trip.

"That... don't you have the task of planting and climbing technology trees?" She stopped a young man who was lying in front of the rocking chair by the door and was enjoying the sun.

"My task for today has already been done." He said with a little impatientness, "The system didn't let me work overtime."

After all, the young man closed his eyelids and sank his mind to the intranet of White Land ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Compared to everything on the Internet, the beauty in front of him seemed unattractive.

Recalling the scene in the future image that I just saw, the highly rational human civilization, all for research and warfare, was constantly farming wildly day and night. Lu Yuesheng felt that there must be something wrong with it.

Will such a human being of the Buddha family really transform into a cold and stronger machine?

...

"Ordinary people's seven emotions and six desires are not lost to the elite at all, and they may even have a stronger desire for good things because they have nothing.

Regardless of whether the appearance is correct or the jujube is crooked, what's the difference..."

Regarding Lu Yuesheng's question, Bai Mo gave the answer silently in his heart.

He didn't care whether he was an ordinary person or a cultivator in the white land under his command. What is really needed is a group of existences with emotions and desires that can share the pressure of Daoism for him.

PS: I'm really sorry, there are a lot of things this week, and it took a few days for this chapter to be finished.