"Mm." Lin Zhenzhen turned her head to look at Gu Zhongsheng and said expressionlessly, "Thank you."

Gu Zhongsheng gave a soft hum and said with a smile, "It seems your gratitude isn't very sincere."

With a deafening roar of metal scraping against metal, the city gate slowly opened a crack.

The mutated dragonfly that had been resting on the hood of the car seemed to have received some kind of command, and it also vibrated its wings and turned to fly into the sky.

Gu Zhongsheng suddenly spoke up: "Do you believe that humans can really tame mutated animals?"

Lin Zhenzhen turned her head to look at him.

He gave a wicked smile. "When a wolf is tamed into a dog, it gains the gene of loyalty in its bones."

"With human genetic experiments being so successful now, domesticating mutant animals shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

He emphasized the words "gene experiment," and Lin Zhenzhen felt that he was subtly implying something.

She thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe yes, maybe no. The answer to this question doesn't matter."

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhongsheng's smile widened slightly: "Hmm?"

Have you heard the legend of the Tower of Babel?

Gu Zhongsheng paused for a moment, then replied with interest, "I've never heard of such a thing."

"Legend has it that humans united to build a tower that they hoped would lead to heaven."

"To thwart humanity's plan, God made them speak different languages, preventing them from communicating with one another. As a result, the plan failed, and humanity scattered to the four winds."

Although many of the terms in this passage were unfamiliar to Gu Zhongsheng, he still grasped their essence.

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped his temple, which was covered by a black cloth strip: "Is it just because we can't communicate?"

Lin Zhenzhen looked ahead: "To answer your question, even if the mutated animals behave themselves, the conflicts have never stopped."

"Because humans may be able to tame wild beasts, but they can never tame their own desires."