Qi Wenyuan looked at him and said, "You said it, and you will definitely do it if you can."

“When we were cleaning and restoring it, we found an antique that looked very strange. We checked all the information but couldn’t find any related information. We would like to ask the governor to come and see if he recognizes it.”

Qi Wenyuan's expression turned strange; he roughly knew which item it was.

"Is it an object that looks like a flower basket with a tacky bright red 'double happiness' character and two colorful mandarin ducks on it?"

"Yes."

Hao Liansihua's eyes lit up instantly. "Do you know the Consul?"

"Also, I need to correct the governor on one point: the red double happiness character and the colorful birds, not mandarin ducks, on that object are not tacky at all; on the contrary, they are very elegant."

Qi Wenyuan, “???”

I seriously suspect that this curator has a poor sense of aesthetics.

Gu Shiqian, "..."

To judge someone's character by their spittoon is absurd.

Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, Hao Liansihua had a bad feeling. He urged, "What exactly is that object? If you two know, please tell me so I can go back and check the relevant information."

"Don't check the relevant information; there's no record of this item."

Qi Wenyuan sighed and said sincerely, "Director Hao Lian, considering that we are both alumni of the Imperial Academy, I sincerely advise you not to ask about that item."

"You can just take it back and put it on display in the museum."

"That's against the rules."

Hao Liansihua resolutely refused, insisting on knowing what the object was.

Qi Wenyuan said helplessly, "It's something you need to know."

"yes!"

"That object is a spittoon, the only spittoon that has been preserved."

"Spittoon?"

"Um."

Hao Liansihua, "..."

Oh no, a bad feeling was growing stronger, but he still couldn't give up and asked, "So, what's a spittoon used for? Is it a container used at a wedding to hold fruit or other food?"

"I see there's a double happiness symbol on it, which is quite festive."

Qi Wenyuan's lips twitched slightly. "You can interpret it that way if you want, but this spittoon isn't a container for food; it's for spitting out phlegm."

"You can use it as a trash can, or you can use it as a toilet."

He then emphasized, "I agree if you want to exhibit it, but you must clearly indicate the true purpose of the spittoon. Don't make up stories that could mislead visitors."

Hao Liansihua was still speechless about the true identity of the spittoon, but Qi Wenyuan's words immediately angered her.

“I’m telling you, you can criticize me or say I’m a bad person, but you can’t question my expertise.”

He was so anxious his face turned red and his neck bulged. "My fundamental purpose in applying to the human history department was to recreate the existence of humankind..."

"I'm sorry, I think there might be some gaps in our understanding of human beings."

Qi Wenyuan interrupted him, saying seriously, "To be precise, if we're talking about genes, you new humans and us primitive humans have actually been expelled from the human race."

"It is a new intelligent race whose genes have been mixed with countless other species."

As he spoke, he smiled and said, "This cruel fact is still firmly remembered by Director Hao Lian."

Hao Liansihua, "!!!"

Hao Liansihua wanted to hit someone, but he didn't have the confidence to do so because what Qi Wenyuan said was true.

Currently, the only pure-blooded humans left in the Moykaz universe are the inhabitants of planet E72. These pure-blooded humans who once migrated there have, over time, continuously intermarried with intelligent life forms of other races, resulting in a mixture of different genes.

Modern humans have a mixture of more than twenty genes, while the minimum number is seven or eight.

We tried to find pure-blooded humans on planets other than E72, but we couldn't find a single one.

A new type of human with far too many genetic hybrids...

Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore.

He's just a small museum curator; events at the genetic level are beyond his control, and he can't change them with a few words.

Thinking of this, Hao Liansihua immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant. He said weakly, "I won't say anything else, I just want to tell you one thing: never, ever intermarry with other races."

Qi Wenyuan scoffed, "We knew even if you didn't remind us."

He scoffed, "Doesn't it feel bad to have a genetic problem?"

Hao Liansihua's pupils dilated in shock, and he looked at Qi Wenyuan as if he were an alien. Seeing this, Qi Wenyuan calmly said, "When we migrated, our ancestors instructed us to stick together and not to marry other races just to make life easier. Intermarriage between different intelligent life forms will not end well."

"Science and technology are developing, and medical technology is also innovating, but genetic diseases are congenital diseases that can never be cured and will not become a thing of the past because of the innovation of medical technology."

"Then, the words of our ancestors came true. The first five generations of immigrants enjoyed the benefits of genetic hybridization, but the new humans after five generations began to suffer the consequences."

"you,"

He sighed and said helplessly, "One wrong step leads to another, and there's no turning back now."

Those who emigrated back then only cared about their immediate interests, thus blocking the path for their descendants.

Modern humans have nowhere to retreat but to endure and persevere. The real disaster will come when the genetic problems fully erupt.

The Haolian family wields considerable influence in the Central Star Region and is well-informed.

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