Gu Shiqian felt that the child they had raised might be a little slow-witted.

Where do we come from?

"Planet E72."

"Then why do you think we have the ability to make the director have the wrong impression of you?"

Sang Ning looked confused. "He thinks I can cure genetic diseases."

"You brought this upon yourself."

Gu Shiqian was speechless. "When we came out to study, we did make a group of friends."

"But you need to know one thing: no matter what type of relationship it is, it requires maintenance from both parties to last."

He shrugged and said rather nonchalantly, "Unfortunately, we won't have the time or energy to maintain this relationship after we go back."

"The reason why the director thinks you can cure genetic diseases is because you did too many crazy things when you were surviving on the desert planet."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is somewhat mythologized there, you know?"

I don't know.

She didn't want to know.

Sang Ning scoffed, "Come on, all I did was get some medicine, disassemble and reassemble my arm a few times, that's all. I didn't do anything else."

"Uncle, if that's what you're saying, then there's nothing more we can talk about."

Gu Shiqian, "..."

This brat is getting harder and harder to fool.

"That's right... Your Uncle Qi leaked some information in order to gain some benefits."

He said somewhat awkwardly, "Then, the person who gave out the benefits told me about it, and I guess the director must have received some information."

Sang Ning pressed further, "What news did Uncle Qi reveal?"

In a flash, she exclaimed in horror, "Uncle Qi, could he be exaggerating and mythologizing traditional Chinese medicine?"

If that's the case, then she, the only person who knows traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, is really going to be screwed over.

"no!"

What is that?

Seeing that Sang Ning was pressing him for answers, Gu Shiqian thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "What your Uncle Qi was talking about was the news that the new humans still have a glimmer of hope."

What does this glimmer of hope refer to?

"A turning point for genetic diseases."

"Does Uncle Qi know how to cure it?"

Gu Shiqian's lips twitched slightly. "He can't cure it. As for this glimmer of hope, well, it can certainly be used, but the new humans might not be willing to use it."

Even if you're willing, you might not be able to wait for it.

He sighed, "Your Uncle Qi didn't say the specifics, but I'm guessing that Helian Sihua..."

"Who is this?"

"Director of the Museum of Human History".

Sang Ning said "Oh," and then continued.

"Helian Sihua probably sent the message back. As one of the people in the know about the New World Project, the chief director received the message, but somehow something went wrong, and they thought that your Uncle Qi's glimmer of hope referred to your traditional Chinese medicine."

"Uncle, are you sure you're telling the truth?"

"The truth must be told."

Sang Ning was about to explode. She jumped up from the sofa and paced around the room, saying with a headache, "Good heavens, now the director and the others are convinced that I am the only hope. How am I supposed to leave Central Star?"

Good heavens, how powerful must one's imagination be to come up with such an unreliable conclusion?

You shouldn't try anything when you're desperate.

Don't you think that if traditional Chinese medicine were really that miraculous, planet E72 would have remained poor for so many years?

Wouldn't it be great if everyone studied traditional Chinese medicine, practiced medicine, and made money off high-ranking officials and wealthy people?

Sang Ning's tears were almost falling, and she said weakly, "Uncle, I feel like I can't go back."

"I'm telling you, I'm going to die. Remember to visit my grave and bring chrysanthemums during Qingming Festival."

How did this get into talking about visiting graves?

The most crucial thing is that they don't have chrysanthemums there either.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Patting his chest, Gu Shiqian laughed, "I've come to pick you up."

"You can't handle a massive army... a warship."

Sang Ning said helplessly, "Don't even mention mecha warriors, you wouldn't be able to handle a squad of security robots."

That's the truth, but is it really appropriate to say it so bluntly in front of him?

"Can't you give your uncle some face?"

Gu Shiqian said irritably, "Don't worry, they won't force you to stay, provided that your attitude is absolutely firm."

"If your attitude isn't firm, then there's nothing I can do."

Sang Ning clenched his fist. "My attitude will be firm. At worst, it's a fight to the death."

"Forget it, you don't have the right to fight them to the death."

After taking a sip of water from his teacup, Gu Shiqian said coolly, "The genes of the new humans are a ticking time bomb. The only way to solve the problem is to purify the genes."

"But this will take a very, very long time, and I don't know if they can wait."

Sanning, "???"

Sang Ning looked completely bewildered. "What does 'gene purification' mean?"

"People from different ethnic groups don't intermarry."

Sang Ning was speechless; it made no difference whether he said it or not.

She reminded him, "Uncle, I have to tell you something: the genes of today's new humans are all mixed up."

"To give a simple example, the Demon Tower KS clan no longer has any pure-blooded members; they are all hybrids. In this case, how do we distinguish between our own kind and those of other races?"

"···"

This question successfully left Gu Shiqian speechless. He was dumbfounded for a long time before finally managing to utter a sentence under Sang Ning's intense gaze: "Let's say, is it possible to artificially remove genes and retain only pure-blood genes?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Ning felt like kneeling down before him, "Gene editing is illegal, my uncle!"

"Gene editing?"

Gu Shiqian murmured, and then, as if struck by a sudden thought, his eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh excitedly, "That's right, gene editing is possible!"

"Breaking the law, breaking the law, breaking the law! I'll remind you three times, Uncle."

Sang Ning was truly exasperated by Gu Shiqian's thought process. She said helplessly,

"I need to remind you again that gene editing can lead to mutations far from the target region, causing large-scale, unintended chromosomal disruption."

"The consequences would be too severe; I certainly wouldn't dare to do such a thing."

"Just because you don't dare doesn't mean the new humans don't dare."

Gu Shiqian snorted coldly, "Initially, the myriad races could not engage in intermarriage because of reproductive isolation, but some people still managed to solve the problem of reproductive isolation."

“Extremists exist in every era. When it comes to their own lives and interests, gene editing is really no big deal to some people.”

Sang Ning believed these words, and it was precisely because she believed them that she felt a chill run down her spine.

In life, there are always some taboos that cannot be touched.

Gene editing is one of them.

Intelligent life is not the creator. Regardless of its purpose, any attempt to become the creator will ultimately lead to self-destruction.

Those who attempted to optimize genes and create elite humans by solving the problem of reproductive isolation to enable intermarriage among all races made a mistake.

The lack of restrictions on the number of genetic hybrids resulted in a maximum of over thirty hybrids and a minimum of seven or eight hybrids, which is another mistake.

Two consecutive mistakes, perpetuated through generations of mixed-race individuals, finally led to a backlash.