Chapter 544: Pitiful and Innocent (4000)
In order to allow them to retain their ability to cast spells, Adrian actually cursed all his descendants!
No wonder all of his clones' descendants cannot live past 30 years old.
"Blood accusation! It's a blood accusation curse!"
As soon as Yuzu saw the curse rune, she immediately recognized the specific type of curse.
"Blood accusations are similar to blood diseases; both are chronic curses."
"The difference is that blood sickness disrupts the cursed person's immune system and invades the cursed body."
"The effects of blood accusations are even more bizarre. In the early stages, those cursed will show symptoms of spiritual disconnection."
"Such as perception is impaired, spells lose control, and then the body collapses as if it has lost 'maintenance permission'."
"Both curses possess the characteristics of bloodline inheritance and share the same naming convention."
Adrian's idea was similar to Fang Yu's idea of blessing the computer as an arcane interface and transferring one ten-thousandth of Yuzi's consciousness into the array server.
However, in order to make this interface work for generations, he chose the "blood slander" curse that can be inherited through blood as the interface to carry the spell model hidden in the non-protein coding DNA.
Non-protein-coding DNA accounts for 98.5% of the total DNA, and no one knows what the function of most of it is.
The "junk DNA" that many people have heard of is the part of non-protein-coding DNA.
The spell model is encoded in this part of DNA, disguised as a transposable element remaining in the non-protein-coding DNA, and usually does not participate in daily expression.
But when the curse is triggered under certain conditions, it will trigger the "switch" encoded in certain models, which is what warlocks call "blood awakening" or "blood outbreak."
Although this curse does not seem that dangerous and is similar to blood disease, the target of the curse is ordinary people.
Add to that the arcane burden that is beyond the endurance of ordinary people, and the mental pollution that Adrian has inflicted on the cloned offspring, and it's impossible for them to live long.
Moreover, the source of the warlock's spellcasting energy is not magic power, but activated vitality. Every time a spell is cast, it is essentially an extraordinary ability in exchange for vitality, further shortening the warlock's lifespan.
Of course, not all descendants of clones will have the blood curse triggered. In fact, the probability of this curse being triggered is quite low, perhaps only one in ten thousand people.
Of the 1,200 samples of ordinary human DNA collected from Grandal, 800 carried the genetic information of Adrian's clone, but among these 800 people, except for Mildurán's original copy, there was not a single "warlock".
Grandal is the largest country in the Elsion continent, with a population of over 20 million. From this large sample, it can be basically inferred that at least 60% of the people in the entire Grandal plane are direct descendants of Adrian's clones.
If anyone among them is unlucky and the curse takes effect, he or she will become a so-called "sorcerer".
"It's horrible, horrible. Self-replication + curse, using the curse as an interface, using the body as fuel, hiding the spell model in non-protein coding DNA, and allowing its bloodline to fill the entire sub-plane."
"This is a crime! A serious crime that should result in excommunication!"
The entire ball of Yuzu turned red, and it was obvious that she was extremely angry.
Fang Yu felt basically nothing about Youzi's anger.
Last time, this ball said that Adrian tried to create a supernatural life above level 17, which was a serious crime that should be punished with spiritual fission. At that time, the back door of this ball was triggered, and it automatically reported to the Arctic Federation.
Now adding another serious crime of being thrown into excommunication is no big deal.
What kind of Bosen prophecy did Adrian use to see the demise of the arcane civilization? His own species is about to be extinct, so why would he be afraid of committing a crime?
At this time, it is also understandable to use all means, even those that violate the values of peacetime, to ensure the continuation of one's own population.
The premise is that the method must be effective.
At least the benefits should outweigh the costs.
Fang Yu weighed Adrian's method of creating a warlock and felt that the cost was too high and the possibility of benefit was almost zero.
If it were him, when he foresaw that his own civilization was about to be destroyed and wanted to continue the flame of civilization, he would definitely not include this method in his options.
The reason why a civilization can be called a civilization is that extraordinary abilities are just the icing on the cake; the real key is the inheritance and development of civilization.
Any civilization must continuously produce "new culture", or "borrow" and "learn" from excellent foreign culture, and constantly give birth to various "new things" in order to achieve the development and inheritance of civilization. Otherwise, the entire civilization will enter a stage of chronic death.
The same is true for arcane civilization.
The reason why the Great Arcana Era was so brilliant was that under the leadership of the Arcane Federation, there was frequent communication between the various planes, and various "new ideas", "new arcana", "new cultures" and even "new habits" emerged in an endless stream, injecting endless vitality into the Great Arcana Era.
But Adrian's method is to create a closed system.
As long as a warlock's bloodline is awakened, he will be born with the ability to cast spells, but he will also be forever bound by his bloodline and cannot continue to explore the arcane realm.
The offspring of clones who have awakened the warlock's bloodline find it difficult to maintain normal spellcasting abilities, and are unable to grow healthily to near maturity, making it almost impossible for them to reproduce and develop at the group level.
A group whose lifespan is unlikely to exceed 30 years has no future, let alone the responsibility of passing on the flame of arcane civilization.
This is indeed the case. Sixteen thousand years have passed, and warlocks, not only cannot inherit the arcane civilization, but even their own existence has been discriminated against.
In the plane where Grandal is located, no matter who awakens the "Warlock" bloodline, the first reaction of the people around him is not surprise, but panic and disgust.
Therefore, most of them can only live in seclusion or indulge in a life of drunkenness and dreams. Those with strong combat power can join the adventurer team, win huge wealth, and make their short life as colorful as possible.
The "warlock" who has only awakened some useless abilities is in such a miserable situation that even Victor Hugo could not describe it.
What's even more terrible is that Fang Yu simulated it and found that for these "warlocks" whose bloodlines have exploded, even if Fang Yu used arcane magic to help them remove the blood curse, they would still die.
The Blood Curse is not only the interface for the warlock to control the arcane, but also the stabilizer of the arcane model in the warlock's body.
Since the arcane model in the warlock's body is not constructed by itself, the parameter variables in the model are only universal variables rather than individual variables, and will produce an "rejection reaction" with almost every warlock.
The blood curse just suppressed this "rejection reaction".
In other words, if the model inside the warlock's body is directly transplanted into the sea of consciousness of the arcane mage, its structure will collapse instantly!
Just like when Fang Yu first constructed the arcane trick model.
When this curse is removed, the arcane model in the warlock's body will immediately collapse without restraint and suppression, and the DNA sequence of the cursed person will be completely destroyed, and the self-gene will be deconstructed.
At the same time, because the standard arcane model in the body has rewritten the energy interface and is driven by vitality, the "rejected" arcane model will instantly convert all the remaining vitality of the warlock into magic power, and then go out of control and explode!
Even if the power of the explosion is not as strong as Deidara's C0 self-destruction, it is almost the same as the self-destruction of the cyborg and Jiaozi.
After all this sacrifice, the result is an uncontrolled human boom?
(Sensitive ridicule deleted)
If this is the case, it would be better to abandon arcane civilization and switch to technological civilization.
This week, Fang Yu has been studying Adrian's warlock bloodline and curse.
After studying it, Fang Yu made a preliminary judgment:
This is fucking garbage.
Good for nothing.
After all, Adrian, you have received nine years of compulsory education... Well, that's not right. Miami has thirteen years of public education from K12.
Although public schools provide happy education and high school graduates can still be illiterate, it is nominally 12 years after all.
In any case, you were also a scientific researcher before you traveled through time. Converting Cober's magic network wave monitoring system into Xueersi online courses, teaching science and culture, and achieving scientific enlightenment are more Renaissance than these things you have created.
Fang Yu, who had been locked in the laboratory for several days, stood up, stretched, opened the window and got some fresh air.
It's raining, no wonder the temperature feels a little low.
The sky was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot. A drizzle mixed with tiny snowflakes had been falling since early morning. The asphalt road was wet, and occasionally an electric car passed by, making a rustling sound.
The snowflakes melted into water before they even hit the ground.
Cold air with the smell of rust and earth rushed into the room through the open windows. The curtain of the breakfast shop on the corner was constantly blown up by the wind, and you could even see the breakfast shop owner's red, frozen fingers.
The trees along the roadside outside the north gate of the industrial park have lost all their leaves, and the bare branches are wet with rain.
The square brick square in front of the main building of the park seemed a little empty, with only a few foreign visitors dragging suitcases walking quickly through it in the rain.
Well, the staff is expanding too fast now, and the workstations are almost full. I feel like we can build another building here.
Qi Liangcai came to inspect a few days ago, openly and secretly hoping that he or Wan Fang would take over the unfinished building of more than 100 floors in the south of the city.
It would cost at least 10 billion to resume work on that piece of land. If you add the liquidation and restructuring of debts and claims, you can't even think about it without 20 billion.
Why spend so much money on a building when you have nothing better to do?
And there are so many disputes. Even if I were to get a low-interest loan, there is no need for that.
In the romantic winter drizzle, Fang Yu stood in front of the window, thinking about the capital problem that could be hung on the street lamp. In the distance, a row of shrubs were neatly arranged, and the rain hit the leaves, making a fine but continuous sound.
Several ginkgo trees transplanted from the Zhou Academy of Science breeding base are in the leaf-shedding season. The leaves have long lost their golden color and are falling in the rain, almost blending in with the color of the floor tiles.
Huh? It's so cold, why is Shu Yao out there?
That man is... her father?
Through the window, Fang Yu saw Chen Shuyao standing in the pavilion downstairs with an elegant middle-aged man who looked very much like Adam Cheng.
It was Shen Shuyao's father Shu Jianfeng.
Chen Shuyao was wearing an off-white cashmere coat with folded cuffs, looking somewhat casual. Her scarf was draped loosely around her neck, as if it would fall off at any time.
She wore a pair of light apricot straight cashmere trousers. They looked loose, but the cashmere was soft and smooth. As she moved casually, the outline appeared and disappeared, making them more eye-catching than the close-fitting ones.
She was wearing a pair of beige suede boots, and a few drops of rainwater splashed on the wet surface of the shoes.
She didn't hold an umbrella, but occasionally used a hand that was a little too white to block the raindrops blown by the wind. She carried a brown shoulder bag that looked a little old on her shoulder.
Hiss~ Shu Yao’s skills are still as good as ever. This outfit is almost a textbook for high-end green tea girls’ winter outfits.
The wide cashmere coat with folded cuffs does not deliberately emphasize the figure, but instead has a sense of fragility.
The milky white wool scarf was deliberately wrapped loosely, probably revealing a little bit of the collarbone. Not to mention men, even women would think "she might be a little cold" when seeing it, and would want to cover her with something.
The pair of suede boots wet by the rain gave people the psychological suggestion that "she is not scheming at all".
The core of the green tea style, to put it bluntly, is to capture the eight words "pitiful" and "innocent".
Chen Shuyao's outfit perfectly interprets these eight words.
In fact, even if you don’t count the Margaux bag from The Row that doesn’t seem to have any logo on it and costs over 40,000 yuan second-hand, this outfit alone costs more than 50,000 yuan.
Of course, there is no need to be scheming when meeting your own father. This is just a basic operation that Shen Shuyao is used to.
What did the father and daughter say?
Fang Yu moved his ears and frowned after listening to a few words.
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"I have too much work to do at the company, and the final exams are coming up soon. I won't be going home this week. I'll be reviewing at school."
Chen Shuyao typed a line of words in the text message, deleted it, typed it again, and did this several times. Finally, she pursed her lips and sent it out.
Ever since she told Shen Lijun that she had a boyfriend more than a month ago, Shen Lijun found that her tactics of crying, making a fuss, and threatening to commit suicide were ineffective, so the mother and daughter entered the cold war stage after the hot war.
After sending the text message, there was still no reply.
Chen Shuyao looked at the phone screen with a complicated expression. She didn't know whether she wanted to see her mother's reply or not.
Of course, she is not one of those idiots who talk about their "original family" all the time on the Internet. Although there are indeed victims among those people who have suffered mental torture all their lives due to the trauma of their childhood, 90% of them are brainless and are just idiots who follow a term they see on the Internet.
She even felt that when looking for a partner, she must avoid people who blame all their misfortunes on their "original family."
This type of person has a questionable IQ and is easily provoked. Marrying him or marrying him is simply asking for trouble.
But at this moment, she had to admit that the influence of her original family on people was too great.
She clearly didn't want to face her mother and felt like she was suffocating at home, but she still hoped to gain her mother's recognition and care.
After waiting for a few minutes, Shen Shuyao exhaled lightly, and just as she was about to put down her phone, she saw a WeChat notification pop up on her phone.
"Nannan, are you free today? Where are you? Daddy wants to go see you."
dad?
Seeing the WeChat contacts, Shen Shuyao couldn't help but be stunned.
(End of this chapter)
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