The person in charge stood beside him, quietly watching the birth of life, and muttered a reply as if in a trance: "It may also prevent the emergence of a genius."

Acquired factors can be both good and bad. Shi Tiesheng became a writer because of his disability in both legs, but he may also have committed suicide because he couldn't bear it.

In a different race, disability might make one more resilient, but it's more likely to lead to being killed by one's own kind during the selection process.

“Life is truly wondrous,” the general said.

The person in charge looked at him with a hint of surprise.

The princess stared at her, smiled, and asked, "Is there any of your genes in this?"

“Employees of the Life Ring are not allowed to leave their genes.” The person in charge answered calmly. “The outside world says that the Ring Clan is a cold-blooded race, and we are indeed cold-blooded enough, but we still have love, jealousy, family affection, and friendship.”

If employees of the Life Science Center leave behind their own genes, there is a possibility that they might use the blood of other children to nourish their own offspring.

This clearly contradicts the purpose of the Life Ring—the Life Ring is for the continuation of the entire race, not for nurturing a giant baby that grows up by feeding.

“If we leave behind our genes,” the princess said slowly, “could we combine only our genes?”

"It does not violate the rules, but admitting to it is a violation."

The princess looked at the general.

The general looked at the embryos, which were neither artificial nor non-artificial, and remained silent.

After waiting for a while, the person in charge said, "The nursery is up ahead."

She led the way, with the princess and the general walking behind her.

"What are your concerns?" the princess asked.

"This spaceship may not survive."

"to be honest."

"...Alright, even if we complete the mission and retrieve or destroy the incubation pod, we will still have to face a military court trial, and we will most likely not survive. I'll just tell you the truth."

The person in charge stood in front of a gate, and the identification system was verifying her identity.

She was also constantly pushing the boundaries of permissions to allow the general and princess into the nursery—the two were not permitted by the system.

{Non-life personnel are not allowed to enter}

{Non-life personnel are not allowed to enter}

{Reported}

{Alert! Alert! All crew members have been notified!}

{Crew members have the right to kill non-life-sustaining personnel}

“Unlike you,” the general continued amidst a cacophony of warnings, “I was born in the Ring of Life, and I killed all of my kind with my own hands. I am a genius, and now I am powerful enough to destroy a planet single-handedly… but if I had a choice, I don’t know if I would still choose this path.”

The princess frowned: "What do you mean?"

The person in charge smashed open the panel and directly disconnected one of the cables.

“You mean,” she said, “that you want your child to be born naturally and live a non-circle-like life?”

A burst of sparks flashed from the gate, the alarm deflated like a balloon, leaving only the bright red light, which soaked the passageway and everything around it.

"Naive," the princess said coldly. "The world is a dog-eat-dog world. What's the point of living if you're not strong enough? You'll spend your whole life at the mercy of others."

"That makes sense." The general nodded, without saying anything more.

"Lift the door down." The person in charge stepped aside.

A blood ring lit up behind Li Changzhou, and his eyes emitted scarlet rays that burned a small doorway through the main gate.

Bang!

The door panel of the "small door" fell to the ground.

The person in charge stood still: "This door is made of Mier Metal... never mind."

She was the first to enter the nursery.

“Now is not the time for ‘whether to think about it or not’,” the princess said, still walking beside the general. “Zhou, you said it yourself, it’s almost impossible for us not to survive. Leaving our genes is already the best option for us.”

"Hmm." Li Changzhou stepped over the gate.

Suddenly, the princess grabbed his wrist with her right hand and pushed his shoulder with her left, pinning him against the wall of the corridor.

She pressed herself against him, her helmet seemingly dissolving away, revealing her full head of white hair piled high, and her face stunningly beautiful and exquisitely beautiful.

“Every minute that passes, we get one step closer to death. I don’t have time to talk to you about ideals—take off your helmet!”

The general put away his helmet and said, "Yao, you're too pessimistic. I'm here..."

Yao bit down.

Full, vibrant lips were squeezed into a small flat surface.

Zhou reached out, one hand around her slender waist, the other cupping her cheek, and forcefully returned the kiss.

The person in charge who was walking in front stopped and turned around to look at the two of them.

Two full minutes later, Yao finally let go of him. She wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand, a smug and satisfied smile spreading across her face.

“Now you listen to me,” she said in a slightly commanding tone, “If I can survive, I’ll do whatever you say.”

"good."

The princess looked at the person in charge, gesturing for her to return to the embryo room, and said with a victor's air, "Thank you for your help."

“It is my duty to bring life into the world.” The person in charge walked back. “Come here. Also, take off your armor, relax your body, and get ready. I’m going to extract your genes.”

After removing their armor, both of them were only wearing close-fitting bodysuits.

Li Changzhou was tall and muscular, with broad shoulders, a slender waist, and long legs. He was very well-proportioned and upright, and his features were handsome. He was far removed from the bloodthirsty aura and did not seem like a general skilled in killing.

The two lay side by side on the machine, glancing at each other from the side.

The princess took his hand and placed it on her heart.

The general mischievously pinched her.

The princess shivered from the tickling sensation and let out a girlish giggle.

"That's fine," the person in charge said.

The two stood up, their armor reattached, but they did not put on their helmets.

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!