In other words, her quietness in daily life is just a disguise. Neither her way of thinking nor her values are remotely close to the word "normal".
This is very similar to the mad wizard Halaster Blackrobed.
The latter's mental state was also quite abnormal when he was in the underground maze. He would even talk to himself and let multiple clones cooperate with each other.
No one knows how many copies of himself this old madman has made, and no one knows whether the mad wizard encountered in the underground maze is really him or just one of his many clones.
But one thing is certain, no one dares to provoke him easily.
Because every copy of Halaster Black Robe has a spellcasting level very close to his own.
This means that provoking him is like stirring up a hornet's nest. At that time, there may be several, dozens, or even hundreds of legendary wizards collectively mobilized to retaliate.
If we add [Simulation] to it, I'm afraid we can create a high-level magic group in a matter of minutes.
Of course, Isadora was not much worse.
After creating twelve clones, she did not stop, but started to cultivate more new clones in the basement.
When Zuo Si finished dealing with all the matters in Luskan and teleported back, he was stunned when he saw a large group of identical girls rushing towards him.
He didn't even have time to break free before he immediately shouted, "Isadora, what's going on? What have you been doing while I was away?"
"I found a way to get stronger quickly, and that is to change from me to us."
Isadora raised her head with a smile of excitement and joy on her face.
Not only her, but the clones around her that were infused with personality fragments also had similar reactions.
Because they have all perfectly inherited the girl's twisted and morbid dependence on Zuo Si, but there are some relatively large differences in personality. For example, some Isadoras look shy, and even if they just put their arms around each other, a large blush will appear from their face to their necks.
Some are more open and bold, and even come close to others and try to ask for a kiss.
Zuo Si pulled out an arm and gently pushed it away, then asked with a serious expression: "You cloned yourself?"
"Yes, that's right. I cloned myself, and then separated the personality fragments in my mind and let them occupy new bodies. In this way, when their psychic abilities grow to a certain level, we can start to devour each other. Each time we devour, our psychic powers will increase by nearly one-fold, which is much faster than the usual traditional training method."
Isadora, who didn't know whether it was a clone or the real person, smiled and explained.
To be precise, maybe even she herself can't tell the difference, and doesn't care about it.
Because when he was very young, when he was debating with the split personality fragments in his mind and fighting for control of the body, his personality had been influenced and even replaced countless times.
In addition, her different worldview, values and way of thinking from ordinary people also lead to the girl having a very vague concept of "self" and not having a strong sense of self.
Hearing this, Zuo Si felt his scalp tingling, and hurriedly continued to ask: "Is this devouring absorbing each other's personality and memory, or is it simply absorbing spiritual energy? In the end, is only one preserved, or multiple? Most importantly, how many copies of yourself did you make?"
"It is a fusion of personality, memory, and psychic energy. As for how many are retained, we don't know yet, maybe one, maybe two, maybe three or four. In short, we are all Isadora, and we all want to be with you forever. As for the number, so far there are thirteen in total including the original body, but there are still fifty-two being cultivated."
Another girl hugged her neck from behind and whispered affectionately in her ear.
This clone's personality was clearly a bit wild, and he even tried to nibble gently on his earlobe with his teeth.
However, Zuo Si's powerful perception and agility allowed him to dodge it easily.
"Damn it! What gave you such a crazy idea?"
When Zuo Si thought about having to deal with several, dozens or even hundreds of Isadoras with serious psychological problems at the same time, he felt a splitting headache.
You have to know that just one person is already a bit difficult for him to cope with, not to mention the changes in personality and subjective consciousness after they devour each other.
For example, the one behind you, every move is obviously very aggressive, and he will definitely want to take the initiative in the process of getting along with you.
This is in stark contrast to Isadora's originally quiet and submissive character.
The one on the left was too shy. He didn't say a word from beginning to end and just held on to my arm tightly.
When these opposing and contradictory aspects are merged together, God knows what new personality will be born.
Although Zuo Si was once obsessed with games like drawing cards and lucky draws, he still declined the idea of opening a "personality blind box".
“It gave me inspiration.”
As she spoke, the other Isadora grabbed the little Furu floating nearby.
"It? Are you sure!" Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.
Because Furu is a kind creature, that's why he gave this little creature to the girl as a gift and a magical pet, and even hoped to use it to treat and improve the girl's psychological problems.
But who could have thought that this little guy would become the culprit of the whole thing.
Gurgle! Furu instantly gushed out a stream of air from his body, then waved his tentacles desperately, and through the mental connection, he indicated that he was not responsible for this.
Because it is too young, it has no way to express its intentions clearly, and just keeps showing various pictures.
Finally, Zuo Si understood what the little guy meant.
Obviously, when Furu initially showed those images of cultivating giant heart-stealing insects, he did not want Isadora to frantically copy herself and devour each other to strengthen her psychic abilities.
Instead, he told her that she could use the mind flayer tadpoles' ability to devour each other to create stronger tadpoles, and continue to use the original method to strengthen her psychic powers.
But who would have known that Isadora would have such a wild imagination and do something as crazy as cloning herself.
Although Xiao Furu tried to stop her, the possessed girl ignored him.
After finding out the truth of the matter, Zuo Si finally understood what it meant to "Misfortunes sent by Heaven can be pardoned, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven."
Looking at Furu's innocent face, he couldn't help but sighed slightly, poked the little thing's soft body with his finger, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't give Isadora any advice until you learn to express your intentions clearly, understand?"
Gululu! Little Furu spewed out another puff of gas, and shook his tentacles dejectedly to show that he understood.
As for the Isadoras surrounding him, Zuo Si didn't know what to do with them. He could only go to the basement to check the cultivation status of the clones.
But when I saw the babies without any intelligence in the jars, I was speechless.
After a long silence, he said without turning his head, "After this batch of clones mature, don't breed new ones in the short term."
"Why?" the girl asked in a very confused and puzzled tone.
"Because your existence has caused trouble to many people. Especially those children from the slums who come to the Mage Tower to receive education, learn knowledge and professional skills. They simply cannot understand something like cloning that will have a huge impact on ethics and morals. Moreover, cultivating clones will consume a lot of the Mage Tower's reserve materials and energy." Zuo Si made up some reasons.
Because he really didn't know how to face so many Isadoras with different personalities.
You should know that according to research by modern sociologists, there is a limit to the number of people a person can establish and maintain social relationships with.
Normally there are no more than one hundred and fifty.
Zuo Si neither had the energy nor the possibility to spend all his time on this group of girls with serious psychological problems.
"Okay, we get it."
All the Isadoras present seemed to be aware of this problem and quickly gave an affirmative answer in unison.
Because they also discovered a problem, that is, as their number increased, it was impossible for everyone to get close to Zuo Si, smell the scent emanating from his body like usual, and then get hugs and kisses.
Soon, the girls reached an agreement through telepathic connection.
That is, the number of people appearing around Zuo Si at any one time cannot exceed two, and they have to take turns.
Of course, Zuo Si knew nothing about this.
After a brief stay in the Mage Tower, he immediately set off for the administrative building of Athkatra to discuss some matters about establishing a country and issuing its own currency with the six-member council that ruled Amn.
As expected, at the beginning, these people were very resistant to the idea of issuing new currency.
One member even proposed to split the seigniorage equally with Zuo Si in an attempt to dissuade him from doing so.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si, who comes from modern society, is naturally extremely sensitive to things like currency and financial sovereignty. How could he allow such an important economic lifeline to be controlled by others?
Although he already has enough strength to uproot the Six-member Council and the family behind them at any time.
Finally, after four hours of repeated negotiations, the six groups representing the interests of the entire upper class of Amn finally agreed.
There is no other way! With the sale of the huge naval fleet, no one can stop the trend of the Nelanser Islands to unify the entire west coast of Faerun.
If the relationship really breaks out, both the routes to the New World and the trade with the coastal city-states will lose their security.
In addition, the powerful strength demonstrated by Zuo Si himself in recent times also made them dare not make any small moves.
However, in line with the strategy of giving a sweet reward after a blow, Zuo Si also gave enough benefits to the six-member council.
For example, the sugar supply will double from next year, and at the same time, the company will provide exclusive agency rights for another condiment that will trigger a dietary revolution and has never appeared in the continent of Faerun.
The scientific name of this thing is "monosodium glutamate", which is the MSG that modern people often put in cooking.
Don't underestimate this little thing that is very inconspicuous in daily life and was once even considered unhealthy.
Before MSG was discovered and extracted on a large scale using industrial technology, the only way for humans to pursue umami taste was to boil various broths and then add them to the corresponding dishes.
This approach not only consumes an astonishing amount of materials, but is also not affordable for most lower-class civilians.
Of course, in Faerun, arcane spellcasters and apprentices can achieve similar effects through zero-level [Magical Prestidigitation].
You should know that even the price of the Zero Ring Trick is calculated in gold coins.
But MSG has changed this situation.
Just a pinch of these crystal-clear particles will give any dish a delicious flavor.
Zuo Si directly poured two cups of water from a pot, added a little MSG into one of the cups, and then made a gesture of invitation.
"Please try it. Believe me, after you try it, you will understand that it will become an indispensable item in all taverns, inns and restaurants in the entire Faerun continent, just like salt."
“That’s really exciting.”
A member of the six-member council picked up the cup doubtfully, put it to his lips and took a sip.
moment!
When the unique chemical composition stimulated his taste buds, his eyes lit up immediately. He took a second sip before passing the cup to the next person. He asked in a curious tone, "Is this some kind of magic effect? It's incredible! You can make a glass of water so delicious."
Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Sorry, this is a commercial secret, I can't tell you. I can provide you with a large amount of such condiments every year, and promise you exclusive agency rights for at least five years. How about this gift, can it offset the losses caused by my issuing my own new currency?"
"Exclusive agent?"
Another member of the six-member council who had just tasted MSG stroked his chin and began to frantically calculate in his mind how much profit this deal could bring.
After a few minutes, he nodded slightly and said, "This is a good deal. It is indeed enough to bring in huge profits. But you should know that what Amn needs most urgently right now is to expand its influence."
"That's right. It would be even better if we could conclude an alliance and join the fight against Sembia." Another member of the six-member council echoed.
"So you want me to impose a trade embargo on Sembia? To have my fleet seize and confiscate every merchant ship from Sembia?"
Zuo Si immediately guessed what the six-member council was thinking.
In the field of business, Amn is undoubtedly the most successful country in the entire continent of Faerun.
Because modern chambers of commerce, companies and structural forms such as equity make them conform to the objective laws of trade and commercial development.
Coupled with the support of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, even a country as close to the east as Cyre can see signs of Amn merchants' activities.
As the old saying goes, a town not frequented by the merchants of Amn is necessarily extremely poor and backward.
Wherever there is trade and profit, you will find them.
But unlike its huge success in business, Amn was a complete failure in terms of force and military.
Although the Six-Man Council allocates a large sum of money every year to maintain the military's expenses, its combat effectiveness is simply appalling.
Not to mention comparing with a traditional feudal military power like Cormyr, they can't even beat the Flaming Fist mercenaries in Baldur's Gate in the north.
You should know that when the difference in military strength between the two sides is the largest, it can even reach more than ten times.
Moreover, its equipment is luxurious enough to make most city-states envious.
Whether it is a breastplate made of fine steel, an almost fully covered helmet, or equally sturdy hand guards, greaves and iron boots, they can protect the soldiers from head to toe.
A set of this kind of armor costs at least several hundred gold coins on the market.
As for weapons, they are equipped with a large number of powerful crossbows.
Normally, they are just a bunch of rubbish. With such luxurious equipment, they should have some fighting power, right? But no! The army of Am fully demonstrated what it means to be a jerk without limits.
Not to mention the military conflicts with other neighboring countries, even when dealing with poorly equipped orcs and goblins, they often suffer defeats.
Just a few years ago, an army of three thousand men was defeated by less than a thousand orcs and gnolls in the mountains outside the city of Esputa.
In this battle alone, they left behind enough weapons and equipment for the enemy to replace their muskets with cannons, almost leading to the capture of the entire city.
The situation of the navy might be slightly better, but it is still limited and has long been corrupted beyond recognition.
This is also why the Six-Man Council ruthlessly cut down its own navy and sold all the warships.
This not only saves a lot of expenses, but also is equivalent to getting rid of a heavy burden.
Anyway, most of the time the navy's duty is just to crack down on rampant pirates, so asking them to participate in attacking other cities or land wars is simply wishful thinking.
Now that pirates have completely disappeared, the safety of merchant ships can be guaranteed, so there is naturally no need to keep them.
Therefore, for Amn, the biggest benefit of forming an alliance with Zuo Si is not trade and huge profits, but the fact that he has a powerful army and the terrifying deterrence brought by his title as the Chosen One of the Goddess of Poison and Disease.
It is just like when capital in modern society grows to a certain level, it will inevitably desire to make some secret transactions with those in power, using money in exchange for the other party's protection and policy support.
In the eyes of the six-member council, Zuo Si was such a perfect partner.
The leader said without hiding anything: "Sambia is our strongest competitor in the Moon Sea and Falling Star Sea.
If the movement of its merchants could be restricted, the blow to trade would be fatal.
Moreover, after losing a large number of merchant ships, the Sembia government will inevitably speed up the pace of deforestation, leading to violent conflicts with local elves and druids.
When the war breaks out, trade will inevitably be disrupted, and we can join forces to eat into their market share vacated on the West Coast and the Shining Sea."
But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "It's too much to confiscate merchant ships directly. I won't do it. In fact, it doesn't need to be so troublesome to deal with Sambia. We can just use pure economic means."
"Oh? Do you have any good ideas?"
The person sitting at the last seat couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Zuo Si explained with a playful look on his face: "As everyone knows, Sambia is a union ruled by warlords of different factions. Merchants with noble titles control every aspect of the country. Although it is a country on the surface, it is still divided internally.
They follow the profit-seeking principle of businessmen and will not do anything that is not beneficial to themselves.
This means that if an industry loses its lucrative profits, almost everyone will quickly choose to leave.
Almost all the original farmers were forced to become serfs or even outright slaves in the land scam that year.
Add to that the city dwellers' deep-seated contempt for their country folk, and the country as a whole can almost be said to be riddled with internal contradictions.
Imagine what would happen if someone flooded Sambia with food and agricultural products at extremely low prices, making it unprofitable for all farmers and ranchers.
moment!
Every member of the six-member council present lowered their heads and fell into deep thought.
As a commercial nation similar to Amn, Sembia's most typical characteristic is its love of being a "middleman".
In other words, no relevant trade protection policies have been formulated.
As long as there is profit to be made, almost everything will be sold and almost everything will be bought.
When a large number of agricultural products flow in at prices far below the market price, they will subconsciously choose to buy in large quantities and hoard them.
This buying behavior will lead to a serious surplus of domestic agricultural products.
As long as the dumping lasts long enough, a price collapse is almost certain.
The price collapse will cause heavy losses to farmers and ranchers. They will not be able to make any money just by growing food, and will have to turn to growing more cash crops such as cotton and linen.
At the same time, they will try every possible means to dispose of the stockpiled food at a low price in exchange for operating funds.
It won’t take much. If this situation continues for three to five years, Sambia will change from a major grain exporter to a major grain importer.
At that time, all we need to do is suddenly stop the dumping of grain when the domestic grain reserves are at a low point and there is a shortage of food. At that time, the grain price will definitely soar by dozens or even hundreds of times in an instant.
Coupled with the profit-seeking nature of merchants, they will subconsciously hoard food to further raise prices and earn huge profits. Within a few days, serious problems will arise in the food supply, and even a large-scale famine may occur.
As long as a few people are sent to incite, those serfs and slaves, who are already extremely dissatisfied with the entire country and even hate it, will immediately rise up and quickly form a very destructive force.
If good-aligned organizations like the Harper's League or the church get involved, although overthrowing the current regime in Sembia is unlikely, it is definitely not a delusion to establish a separatist regime.
In this way, this country will gradually disintegrate amid serious internal conflicts and divisions, and eventually lose the qualifications to compete with Amn.
There is no doubt that this is the purest economic means, and there is no need to take huge political risks to intercept and confiscate Sambia's merchant ships.
But the only problem was, where could they get so much cheap food? Although Amn was also a major agricultural country, the production cost was not lower than that of Sembia, and was even several percent higher.
After all, the latter employed serfs and slaves, so the labor costs were much lower.
Before the revolutionary breakthrough in productivity, slavery was actually not as inefficient as most people imagined.
Otherwise, there would not have been the famous and prosperous slave trade in the Age of Exploration, which is very close to modern times. Some countries even continued the slave trade until the 19th century before gradually abolishing it.
Thinking of this, the six-member council member in the lead asked in an uncertain tone: "How much cheap food can you provide?"
"A lot! More than you can imagine. Not much, in just one year, I can provide enough food to feed all the countries and city-states on the west coast. In three to five years, the food output can even feed the entire continent of Faerun. After all, the farmers I use are all undead who don't need to eat or drink water and never get tired."
Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and gave an answer that shocked and unbelievable everyone present.
Because with the control of the floating city of Plantia, it is equivalent to controlling all the land within the radiation range of the floating city and the resources in all town warehouses.
The amount of stored food alone is quite astonishing.
Coupled with the massive number of low-level undead recruited from surrounding cities and towns, restoring agricultural production is a very simple matter.
And after inspecting the stored grain, he determined that the mutated viruses and bacteria would only infect animals and would not have any impact on plants.
At least the food stored in the warehouse was 100% harmless until it was contaminated by rotting corpses.
Upon hearing that Zuo Si could provide such a huge amount of food, the six-member council immediately realized that this could become a weapon against potential competitors.
After a brief discussion, the two sides quickly reached an agreement on launching a trade war by dumping grain into Sambia, and even spent some time discussing the specific operational details.
It was obvious that the six-member council was very interested in the source of the food and kept trying to find out.
Because they knew that even if Zuo Si used the undead in large numbers as free labor, there would not be enough arable land in the area under his rule.
Especially in Luskan in the north, the land is frozen for most of the year and is not suitable for farming at all.
Even if a large area of land is reclaimed, at best it can only barely sustain its own consumption.
Although the climate of the Nelanther Islands is warm, most of the islands are too small to withstand storms. Food production is unstable and is often affected by heavy rains or typhoons.
But Zuo Si obviously would not reveal his identity as a planeswalker to these guys, so until the end the six-member council was unable to find out any useful information.
After he had dealt with all these trivial matters, he came to the snail-shell ship located in the deepest part of the underground of the Mage Tower to check on the condition of the new main brain.
Different from the previous deserted situation where only a few mind flayers were active nearby, with the unlimited supply of goblin werewolves, these terrible creatures have rapidly reproduced through parasitism and formed a colony of about four hundred people.
After all, the growth of the main brain depends on feeding on the tadpoles of the mind flayers, and it also needs to integrate more mind flayer brains.
Therefore, it is very necessary to maintain a certain number of mind flayers.
But the highest authority here is always in the hands of the mind flayers who have been made into summoning creature cards.
The latter even had the power to command and dispatch those undead creatures, forming an absolute suppression on those mind flayers that had just completed their transformation.
In fact, if you take a quick look at the situation around and inside the conch shell, you will find that the atmosphere here is completely different from that of an ordinary mind flayer community.
Generally, mind flayers would never establish settlements surrounded by an army of undead.
Because their powerful mind control and charm abilities have no effect on these undead.
Needless to say, these undead armies stationed here were deliberately arranged by Zuo Si to intimidate and control this group of mind flayers.
Because he was not sure whether he could really control so many mind flayers by just planting a few traitors, especially the main brain that would become smarter and more powerful in the future.
The role of the Undead is to rush forward and kill all the Mind Flayers who started the rebellion when the situation gets out of control, and then capture the Mastermind that is unable to move at all.
As soon as he entered the room where the brain pool was, a mind flayer walked up quickly and bowed respectfully.
"Master, according to your instructions, I have begun to build a psychic network and a large number of psychic equipment here. If nothing goes wrong, it will be put into use in a few months."
"Well done. But compared to this, I am more concerned about the fact that the main brain has not yet developed self-awareness?" Zuo Si asked directly.
The Mind Flayer waved its four tentacles and shook its huge octopus head. "Unfortunately, not yet. I think it may be because the original consciousness was stripped away before, so the new consciousness needs some time to brew. Of course, if you are in a hurry, I can directly order a few new bodies to donate their brains to stimulate the birth of the main brain consciousness."
"No, that's not necessary. Let's take our time. Remember, if the main brain develops self-awareness, remember to notify me immediately."
After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the huge brain in the brain pool and shifted his attention to the psychic manual that was being compiled nearby.
Since he had developed a great interest in psychic powers a long time ago, he just picked it up and flipped through it.
It turns out that this thing is completely different from books in the ordinary sense.
There was no text on it, just a metal plate with some strange symbols put together.
Only through psychic perception can one know the contents recorded inside.
Of course, there is another way to learn, which is to let the main brain directly instill the corresponding knowledge into yourself.
Except for the mind flayers, it would probably be difficult for psychic power users of other races to accept it.
Because it means opening up your spiritual world completely without any defenses.
If the mastermind has any evil intentions, it can even destroy its mind in an instant, or directly rewrite all its memories from birth to the present.
"Are these psychic power manuals prepared for Isadora?" Zuo Si asked casually.
"Yes, these are all prepared for the human girl. She has great potential and has even gone further on this path than most of my compatriots."
As he spoke, the Mind Flayer's tone revealed a hint of undisguised admiration.
Especially since she had cloned herself in recent times, it almost gave it the illusion that this girl was not a human being at all, but another more outstanding and powerful mind flayer.
Because in the entire Far Universe, there is no other race besides the Mind Flayers who would voluntarily give up their "self" and instead pursue a fused collective consciousness.
But Isadora did it.
Not only did it do that, but it became even more radical and crazy.
The mind flayer in front of him was looking forward to seeing what the girl would become after devouring thousands of himself.
Will it be like those main brains that have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, full of wisdom that mortals cannot understand? To what extent will its spiritual power be?
Perhaps just one thought can control and change the thinking and memory of thousands of people...
"This is what I'm most worried about. Don't provide Isadora with too much technical support like psychic transformation in the future, otherwise she will become a real monster one day."
Thinking of the scene in which he was surrounded by a dozen Isadoras, Zuo Si couldn't help but shiver.
The feeling was so strange that I couldn't help but start to doubt whether there was something wrong with my training of him.
After all, he had been trying to make this troubled girl return to normal. Not only did he spend a lot of time with her, he also bought her some beautiful dresses and clothes like he would treat an ordinary girl, and even tried to make the magic items she wore beautiful, just like jewelry.
You have to know that Zuo Si is an out-and-out pragmatist, which can be seen from the seemingly inconspicuous high-level magic items on his body.
But unfortunately, all these efforts ultimately came to nothing.
The "normality" he expected never came to Isadora, but instead she went further and further away from her original path.
Now, even Zuo Si doesn't know what the girl will eventually become.
Because from the moment she copied herself, Isadora embarked on a horrifying evolutionary path.
Either you successfully merge all the personality fragments together to find your true "self", or you get completely lost in this process of infinite division, mutual devouring and fusion.
For a long time in the future, Zuo Si may have to deal with a girl whose personality and preferences change drastically every few weeks, and there is no pattern to follow, everything is random.
"I'm very sorry, Master. You're talking too late. That girl and her clones have already learned all the knowledge about psychic powers from me. One of them was even crazy enough to try to dig out her own brain and put it into the brain of another clone to fuse it like a main brain."
The Mind Flayer carefully gave out an extremely terrible piece of information.
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Brain fusion! Is this really possible?"
The Mind Flayer hesitated for a moment, then quickly explained, “In theory, it's possible.
Because Isadora is a psychic, as long as she and her clones continue to devour each other until their psychic powers are strong enough to rival the main brain, she can naturally use the technology I provided to directly fuse their brains.
The problem is, the human body is clearly not big enough to sustain an ever-increasing brain.
So in the end, you either have to give up your body and soak it in the brain pool solution like the main brain, or change your body to make it giant. "
"Then what do you think is the reason why Isadora can allow a large number of replicas to coexist peacefully without having the desire to kill each other?" Zuo Si continued to ask, touching his chin.
The Mind Flayer answered without hesitation: "It is their infinite attachment to you in their subconscious.
This strong feeling of attachment that cannot be described in words even surpasses everything.
To give the simplest example, if you become interested in an individual among these clones with a wild personality, or even prefer him or her.
Then the individual will gain an unimaginable huge advantage in future devouring competition.
The other clones will subconsciously think that this is the type you like, so they will deliberately let the other party devour them without resisting.
If one day you change your mind and become interested in another one, the latter will quickly replace the former.
Simply put, your preferences are the key to determining Isadora's future personality.
By the same token, you can also take advantage of this point, cultivate it deliberately, and eventually get the results you want.
In short, this human girl has unimaginable plasticity and great potential, and will definitely be your best and most loyal helper."
After hearing this, Zuo Si's mind immediately popped up a lot of development games that he had played.
The common feature of these games is that they can have a decisive impact on the growth of a character through player intervention.
Obviously, Isadora, who has been mixed with the clones and cannot be recognized at all, is now in such an uncertain state of "Schrödinger's cat".
If Zuo Si did not interfere and allowed it to change randomly, then God knows what kind of troublesome yandere personality it would end up with.
But if there is a large-scale interference, will Isadora still be herself?
Or will it completely become a toy like a game character controlled by the player?
Headache!
At this moment, Zuo Si clearly felt what it meant to be "caught in a dilemma".
With this very contradictory feeling in his heart, he unknowingly came to Wilmes's lair.
As soon as he walked in, a wonderful shirtless drama suddenly appeared in his sight, which made Zuo Si drop his head in shock.
I saw Huendal, a male red dragon that was captured not long ago, working frantically on a group of large animals.
His eyes were bloodshot and his behavior was completely out of control. He was undoubtedly under the influence of some magical potion.
On the other side of the dragon's nest, near the animal pen, a large number of pregnant large animals and magical beasts are held.
"What are you doing?" Zuo Si asked with a twitching mouth.
Wilmes responded with a puff of sparks from his nose, "Didn't you see? Of course, they are creating more red dragons in order to obtain sufficiently stable offspring with genetic characteristics. When they grow up and mature, they will mate with Beltogas' offspring. According to past experience, only when two dragons of different origins combine can a stable dragon population be born."
"I see. But is this frequency really not a big deal? I feel like this guy has lost a lot of weight."
Zuo Si looked at Huendal, who was getting thinner and thinner, with a look of slight pity.
The slightly bulging belly of this strong red dragon can no longer be seen, and the dragon's face, which originally had some flesh, has obviously become much sunken. It is obvious at a glance that this is caused by excessive indulgence.
Of course, this can't be blamed on him.
After all, anyone who was fed so many aphrodisiacs would end up like this.
If it were a mortal, they would die within a few days of reproducing at such a high frequency.
But a dragon is a dragon after all. It doesn't show any signs of weakness at all. It is still as strong and vigorous as ever. It just looks a lot thinner.
Thanks to Hundal's efforts, it won't be long before a large number of half-dragon creatures are born in the Mage Tower.
Moreover, since the appearance of half-dragons is completely randomly mutated and there is no pattern to follow, even two half-dragon creatures born from the same mother may look completely different.
Maybe one has wings and the other doesn't.
As such, it becomes crucial to achieve the desired half-dragon form through mass production and then have that portion of its genes passed down to future generations.
(End of this chapter)
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