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After everyone else left, Lin Cheng closed the door and went to the bathroom to wash up. He changed into a loose home outfit, wiped his hair with a towel, and then walked over with wet hair to open a box.

Inside are stones of various sizes, some weighing several tons, some as small as a football.

Lin Cheng leaned over, his breath slightly lowered, and with a strong effort he carried out the huge stone weighing several tons, placed it on the floor of the living room, and then sat down cross-legged.

This big stone was a bit dark in color, had a weird shape, and had some strange patterns on its surface. In short, it looked weird and ugly. Lin Cheng carefully looked at it several times, picked up a book and flipped through it, then picked up his transparent long knife and was about to cut along a line on the stone.

The long knife trembled, as if protesting that he was using it to cut such a big stone.

Lin Cheng sensed this protest and was no longer as surprised as he was at first. He had gotten used to it. Sometimes when he was alone during missions, he would even talk to the knife. Lin Man taught him this. He thought it was a bit silly, but he found that the long knife could really give him some reaction occasionally. No matter how silly it was, he had to persist. He also wanted to know if the knife would really develop its own consciousness.

"You're not happy?" Lin Cheng said, "But I don't have a stone-cutting machine here, and using my own abilities is too tiring. If you're not happy, just bear with it. This is for the person who made you to cut the jade."

Lin Cheng didn't know if the knife had any consciousness or intelligence of its own, but he sensed it wasn't far from becoming a spirit. If he used it to cut meat, it would become dull and unhappy. If he used it to chop zombies, it would become particularly disgusted as soon as it came into contact with a zombie, shaking itself off the filth it had stained.

Of course it was not happy to be used to cut stone. Lin Cheng thought it felt that it was being wasted, but he didn't know if it understood the words "the person who made you" and that's why it stopped trembling in protest.

Lin Cheng found it a little funny. The knife made by Lin Man showed his deep affection for her.

He held the knife and cut down without using any special powers. He just increased the force and cut back and forth twice. With two harsh friction sounds, the stone was cut into like a piece of cork.

At a certain depth, Lin Cheng felt resistance on his knife. His eyes flickered, and he pulled out his knife, cutting from a different angle. At a certain point, resistance appeared again. He simply stopped thinking and cut casually, changing the spot whenever there was resistance. After a while, piece after piece of stone was chipped away, leaving the inside of the stone in a mess, but with a faint green color.

Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He did not choose the wrong raw stone. The jade material was of considerable size and had not been damaged at all during the stone-cutting process.

Lin Cheng smiled at the knife in his hand and said, "I just realized that you are also an expert in stone cutting."

The knife didn't react, and Lin Cheng didn't say anything else. He continued to carefully chip away the excess stone and scrub it with water. When he saw that it was almost done, he put it aside and continued to cut the next piece of raw stone.

But just when he was concentrating on his work, the doorbell rang. He went out and saw that it was Zhang Changming outside. Didn’t this guy just leave?

Zhang Changming was running out of breath. "Boss, why isn't your communicator on?"

Lin Cheng opened the door and let him in: "I'm on vacation, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Changming hesitated, somewhat afraid to look at Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng frowned slightly: "If you have something to say, just tell me."

Zhang Changming sighed, "Boss, when we went out this time, I didn't know why the weather had changed again. A few days ago, several bases held a meeting to discuss whether to reproduce or not. Then the bases started promoting the idea of ​​making contributions to the continuation of the human race. Men and women of marriageable age should either get married and have children quickly, or..."

Lin Cheng gave him a cold glance, and he shuddered and immediately said, "Either you cooperate with some research, or something. It's really annoying. They've divided the psychics and ordinary people into two groups, and each group is further divided into different levels based on age and physical fitness. They're going to do a matching test or something. Don't you think this is really crazy?"

After hearing this, Lin Cheng said, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Hey, you're one of the best. I heard there's pressure from above. People like us who are single and of marriageable age must cooperate with this plan."

Lin Cheng heard something: "I see you seem to be looking forward to it."

Zhang Changming stroked his big hairy head. "Hey, if the base could assign me a beautiful wife, that would be great. I'm just worried about you, aren't I? There are so many people in the base who want to marry you. What if one of them tampered with the experiment? Otherwise, if you like someone, get married quickly and don't have to participate in that stupid research."

Lin Cheng looked at him with a caring look for the mentally retarded: "I can still lift the knife." After saying that, he turned around and went back.

Eh? What do you mean?

Zhang Changming followed him in: "This time, they really have issued a death order. Even though you have just made a contribution, I dare not rush you to consider your feelings. In a few days, someone will definitely come to your door. I heard that even the superiors are being urged to get married."

Lin Cheng was stunned. Is there really someone who is not afraid of death? He smiled and said, "Then there is even less need to worry."

…

Lin Zhongrong looked coldly at the stack of information in front of him, then shifted his gaze to the men and women in front of him. His cold and gloomy eyes made people's hair stand on end.

The forty-something woman smiled awkwardly and said, "Captain Lin, you said you don't want to get married, and we don't dare force you. But I hope you understand this birth plan. You don't have to be present in person during the entire process..."

"You don't even need me to personally show up, but you're pairing my sperm with countless other eggs, analyzing some ridiculous rules, hoping to get a few successfully fused and fully developed embryos. Who knows, a few months later, they might even become some wailing babies born from some inexplicable women. Are you disgusted by me, or are you disgusted by me?"

Lin Zhongrong said grimly, the emotion in his eyes already a little scary.

Embarrassed and frightened, the woman turned to her companions for help. A man was pushed out with a wry smile: "Captain Lin, don't worry. We won't proceed to the next step before we get your consent."

"Then I disagreed from the beginning. Get out of here!"

Several people's faces turned pale. The man smiled bitterly and continued, his voice becoming more respectful: "You are the most powerful person in our base, among the more than two million people. We really hope to have your support..."

"Not opposing this stupid plan is my greatest support."

The man paused and said helplessly, "Commander Lin, let me be clear. In fact, in this plan, those who have not tried to have children in recent years are our main focus. Especially those as strong as you. Perhaps your fertility will not deteriorate like others. We haven't had a newborn in three years. People's emotions have reached their limit. Now, the birth of a child, even the successful birth of an embryo, will be a great encouragement to humanity."

Lin Zhongrong wasn't impressed at all. Instead, he sneered, "So I have to pray to God that all my matching tests fail. Otherwise, if an embryo appears, you'll think, 'Ah, finally a success, let's try again to see if we can successfully give birth to the baby. After all, success is a great encouragement, and then I'll be a father, right?"

Man: Isn’t this how you use the phrase “happy to be a father”?

"When I become a father, you might think, 'Wow, Lin Zhongrong has such great fertility! His sperm is of excellent quality. Let's use his to have a few more children and inspire everyone!' It will be interesting then. The streets will be filled with my descendants."

The man's face flushed red. Lin Zhongrong's ability to mock was really amazing. They only then realized how eloquent this big man was.

Lin Zhongrong leaned back in his chair, half-smiling, and said, "But I'm even more curious. Who gave you the guts to come to me and say these things? Do you think I won't be able to lift a knife anymore after killing all the zombies? Or is it that you've all had it easy and become complacent?"

The man sweated profusely: "We are working for the reproduction and survival of mankind..."

"Really? I thought you were doing this for the reproduction and continuation of my Lin family's bloodline."

The man was speechless. The last young woman, who had remained silent, couldn't help but speak up, "We don't really need your... specimen. This is obviously good for you, isn't it? Nowadays, no matter whether it's a man or a woman, who doesn't want to have their own children? Don't you want one?"

Lin Zhongrong said expressionlessly, "Your information may be a little delayed. I have a child."

"How can one be enough? She's a girl, and she's been raised since she was a child..." The young woman spoke quickly. The look in Lin Zhongrong's eyes suddenly became horrified, and the woman was startled.

Lin Zhongrong felt like he was losing his mind, talking so much nonsense to these idiots: "Get out."

The three of them were so scared that they ran away in a hurry. If they stayed for another second, they would be eaten in one bite. It was too scary.

The three of them were still panicking after running a long way. When they came to their senses, the young woman said in frustration: "We failed."

The man sighed: "It's a pity, but it's also to be expected."

"Is there no other way? Many women are willing to cooperate with the research, just to try to pair up with him. And he's so powerful, maybe the chances of success will be higher."

"We can't do anything about it. He's in such a high position and has so much power. If he refuses to cooperate, there's really nothing we can do."

The young woman looked back angrily at the place they had escaped from. "No matter how much I hate it, as someone in authority, I should consider the entire base and set a good example."

The older woman looked at her, shook her head slightly inwardly, and then said, "Forget it. Who's the next target?"

"Let me see." The man flipped through it, then had a headache: "Lin Cheng, this is another tough nut to crack." Although their birth plan has received the response and cooperation of most people, there are still some people who are disdainful and disgusted. Their perspectives are very similar to Lin Zhongrong's. On the one hand, they feel that this kind of research is an insult to themselves, and on the other hand, they are worried that if they really succeed in conceiving a child, the subsequent problems will be more difficult.

Most of these people are powerful and capable, but do not care about or even dislike offspring. These people are often the high-quality targets that they desperately desire.

Single, strong, intelligent, and with good genes, according to their analysis, this type of people are more likely to leave offspring.

The young woman's eyes lit up: "Lin Cheng is younger and has a greater chance of success. We must convince him!"