"Yes, thank you, Master."
Zhuge Ling was not in high spirits, and her voice was somewhat low as she left the laboratory with her head down.
Only after leaving the city gates and walking out of Dream City did she slowly raise her head, unable to suppress the smile on her lips any longer.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
She put her hands on her hips, looked up at the sky, and laughed heartily.
"Little sect leader! He's still being played like a puppet by me!"
"Go to work! Let's see who dares to make me go to work now!"
Zhuge Ling hummed a little tune and skipped off work.
"Achoo~"
Qin Sheng rubbed his nose. Could he possibly catch a cold?
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I should just focus on solving this problem."
The method to produce high-star characteristics and incorporate fusion pills is now right before Qin Sheng's eyes.
Baker's case has proven that this is a viable approach.
However, Qin Sheng wasn't that perverse when it came to eating human brains.
After some thought, I realized that this approach actually has two problems.
The first is how to initially develop superpowers.
The second aspect is how to continuously absorb the fragmented characteristics of one's superpowers to strengthen oneself.
Other aspects, such as the body, are simply characteristics that require a battlefield, which can be easily resolved.
The issue that cannot be avoided is still one of awareness.
After all, the generation of such superpowers relies on brain activity.
This is fundamental, so finding a way to replace it is the most difficult thing.
"Yo yo, check it out."
A voice rang out beside Qin Sheng, causing his lips to twitch.
What are you doing here?
Ku Rong pulled down his baseball cap: "I'm a rapper!"
Qin Sheng: ...
Just kidding.
The messy gold chains on Ku Rong's body disappeared, and he said seriously, "What you've been doing lately is a bit inhumane."
"Oh?" Qin Sheng raised an eyebrow: "I don't seem to have broken any rules we set together."
Ku Rong nodded: "Indeed not, but I still want to remind you."
"If that's all there is to it, you can leave now."
"Okay, there's more important business."
Qin Sheng remained silent, calmly looking at him, which made Ku Rong feel awkward: "Aren't you going to ask?"
"To put it simply, I'm very busy."
"Alright, don't you think it's time to do something about your Creation Cult's followers?"
"What's wrong with believers?"
Ku Rong sighed: "The cooperation between the Eight Cities and the Creation Cult is currently a secret, okay? Now you're letting your followers run wild in other places, but they don't dare to target them, which has led to many people noticing the problem."
Qin Sheng became interested: "So, I can see Cao Guangxing being kicked out of Hualong City?"
"If you don't stop it, it should be soon."
Ku Rong reminded him, "But at the same time, the new city lord will not maintain contact with Creation City, so you will have to develop the equipment and materials you need yourself."
"That's a bit troublesome."
Qin Sheng nodded and said, "Then how about this? You should know about fusion pills, just use that as a cover."
"It's not impossible."
Whether someone is a believer or not, unless they themselves expose their alienation, who can usually tell?
Occasionally displaying overly distinctive abilities, they can now be excused with fusion pills.
"So, are you planning to sell it?"
"Anything is fine," Qin Sheng joked. "As long as you're not worried about me tampering with it inside."
Withering and flourishing: ...
"Never mind then, I'm outta here."
Watching Ku Rong disappear, Qin Sheng shook his head speechlessly.
This human's luck is still that of a street thug; it's a bit too individualistic...
Qin Sheng was taken aback; it seemed that even the brain wasn't something that couldn't be bypassed.
Does Ku Rong have a brain?
Of course not. It's just an incarnation of destiny, and its face is copied. How could it possibly have a brain?
Does he have emotions?
He is humorous and very humane.
Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes; he had found a breakthrough.
Both brain activity and Baker's anger serve a guiding role.
All he needs to do is provide a battlefield for the special ability and give it some guidance, and that will be enough for the nascent superpower to be born.
After that, as long as this guidance is maintained, one can create the superpowers they need.
He let out a long breath; if he were to offer guidance, he had a method.
A spiritual imprint.
Ultimately, this belongs to the realm of the spirit.
As the only known mental trait, Qin Sheng had no other choice.
"White mouse".
As he called out, the white mouse soon appeared in his shadow.
Squeak?
Can you imprint a spiritual mark on a non-living object?
Squeak.
Sure.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Sheng began to prepare a battlefield where special abilities would clash.
During the insurance period, he chose a fellow mouse.
Laboratory mice!
As for whether it can be done on other materials, Qin Sheng felt that it was best to first determine whether the spiritual imprint could serve as a guide.
Qin Sheng stuffed several fusion pills into the mouse's stomach and gave it a look.
The latter understood immediately and began to guide his compatriots.
kindness...
Squeak (Survive?)
The white mouse didn't know what could serve as a guide either, and Qin Sheng didn't give a detailed explanation.
It wasn't that he didn't want to give the lab rats a detailed explanation; the problem was that he only had a superficial understanding himself.
The experimental mice were bewildered, but their bodies had already begun to show signs of mutation.
Its body gradually swelled up, but it showed no signs of exploding.
"Strengthen guidance."
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