fifth form

Chapter 972 Turcolandot’s Ambition
"They're really gone!"

Things at the Temple of Ture finally came to an end.

Ren Shengsheng and others came, and Ren Shengsheng and others left again.

Except for the replacement of the stone ax in the hand of God Tur, everything seems to have remained unchanged.

But the future is different.

Not to mention Turcalandu's panic, even Turcalando was a little suspicious.

"How about... how about I step down early?" Turcolando said: "This is better than me getting killed and then letting you inherit the chieftainship!"

"Huh? Like this?"

Turcalanduo undoubtedly resisted things like the priesthood, especially since he suddenly became the leader of the Tur tribe.

Part of the reason why she rebelled and left many times was related to this.

As far as she is concerned, this kind of thing can be done by her mother, and she does not need to participate. She has no interest in this kind of right.

"Perhaps you are not interested in rights," Turcolando whispered, "but you need to understand that we do not have the ability to genetically fight. As long as we are separated from the Queen of Tur, we will be useless. We can become the supreme leader of the Tur tribe. But after we are in trouble, we are the lowest people in the Tu’er tribe!”

"Ok!"

"Think again, have you ever squandered the benefits of these rights while traveling around the world?"

Regardless of whether Turcalando admits it or not, she has the ability to constantly use the breath of the gods to achieve harmonious communication among people.

She also relied on her privileges from time to time, using satellite positioning to remotely query relevant information, and even used confidential information that the Tu'er people had obtained.

As long as she is a normal woman, these are not things that she can touch.

Thinking about his squandering and thinking about how he was freed from these abilities and rights, Turcalando's expression slowly changed.

Obviously, once she is used to these abilities, it is difficult for her to break away.

"Let's find a good time, and then you take over as the chief," Turcolando said: "If you believe in the future that the divine envoy said, this will at least allow me to avoid a disaster!"

"This……"

"What, do you want to wait until I die before inheriting?"

"I do not have!"

Turcalando shook his head repeatedly.

This made Turcolandot extremely satisfied.

At this time, she was very grateful to Zhang Manqian, who had lived a simple life.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't compare to the power of the other party's painting.

Turcalando was a willful and stubborn cow. If she had not died, Turcalando was sure that it would be difficult for his daughter to change her mind.

The simple drawing in front of her was almost like a substitute death for her, allowing Turcarando to understand the truth in advance and be willing to accept the reality.

As one of the few connections between Turcolandu, and even the next generation, she hopes that her daughter will be of the same mind as herself. Only in this way can they stand firm in the Tur clan, instead of requiring her to control divine power while seeking In terms of scientific research, he even needs to discipline his own daughter.

Distracted by various things, Turcolando's research on related technologies has been stagnant for more than ten years.

This is an extremely golden decade, and it is also a decade in which genetic research continues to advance.

She undoubtedly took the wrong research direction, but her research ability still existed.

If he could get rid of his shackles, Turcolandot would indeed become a scientific researcher.Just like anyone who has to engage in psychological research, even if they have to change fields for some reason, the knowledge they accumulated in the past still exists, and they have the confidence and ability to catch up with relevant cutting-edge science.

Turcolando firmly believes that only science and technology can change society, and only science and technology can save the people of Tur, instead of continuing to indulge in the gods they believe in and gain new life.

It happens that the science and technology that changes the world are only what the human elite can do.

As long as a few elites appear in an era, they will most likely lead the direction of mankind.

Turcolandot undoubtedly hopes to become that elite.

Even the embryo-gestation technology she mastered is indeed at an extremely cutting-edge level.

As long as she has enough sperm and eggs, she can cultivate almost all mammalian creatures in the world. Even after an extremely vicious war, her technology can quickly restore the vitality of a social group.

This even affects technology that relies on human seas for warfare.

But as the world entered the age of genes and the era of individual beheadings, her skills had no use.

Any war is launched because the top people have interests. When a war threatens the lives of the top people, the war is directly nipped in the bud.

The next era is an era in which the abilities of top-level individuals are infinitely strengthened. Turcolando does not want to see such an era, but he has to participate in such an era.

"The tenth sequence, creating gods!"

Only Montesbaton of the Omega Alliance in the world has entered the eighth sequence, but Turcolando's eyes have never been focused on the achievements of others.

She even went beyond the theoretical ninth sequence and focused directly on the final tenth sequence of genes.

This is not because she is too ambitious, but because Turcolando hopes to have the highest goal in her heart and keep moving towards this goal, instead of becoming complacent and losing sight of her goal after reaching a certain level.

As the chief priest and chief serving the god Tur, Turcorando hopes to truly succeed in creating a god one day.

"If it really comes to that level, war should be permanently eliminated from the world, and our Toul family can survive in an ever-evolving society!"

The thoughts in her mind were extremely crazy, and her thoughts were beyond those of a normal researcher.

It wasn't until Turcolando asked about the status of cave exploration in various places and the research on millipedes that Turcalando came back to his senses.

"The exploration of the cave is slower than expected. The results of this matter will not be available until at least half a year. However, the millipede is a little weird after studying it!"

"What's weird?"

"Researchers took out a white round object from the body of a millipede and believe that the toxins and power of this millipede become so dangerous because of the blessing of this round object!"

"I do not understand!"

"What I mean is that that may be the source of the millipede's ability. The millipede cannot exert much strength without this thing, and..."

"And what?"

"That white round thing seems to be an excellent raw material for blood medicine, far better than the phagocytosis and fusion effect of genes in blood and muscles."

It is undoubtedly difficult to draw blood from the body of a millipede, and the flesh and blood of this poisonous insect is not suitable for integration into the human body. However, the white round object of the millipede is a rather strange existence, and it can actually be adapted to prepare blood potions.

Although the effect of this blood agent is not yet known, it undoubtedly gives a new direction for genetic research.

If millipedes were not regarded as a new type of creature, but rather defined as within the scope of ferocious beasts, Turcolando felt that there might have been an oversight in the study of the ferocious beast captured by the Thousand Islands Alliance.

And humans' research on the genes of ferocious beasts will definitely bring more benefits. This may be the real ladder for promotion to the high-order sequence stage.

(End of this chapter)