He uses science to spy on the unspeakable

Chapter 86 Speculation
  At nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Yun began to meditate. Ten minutes later, light appeared in his brain, and the surroundings were dark. Hill sat there.

"Good evening, brother."

"Good evening." Hill smiled.

"Brother, just now, when I was reading the classics, I found a miscellany."

"Miscellaneous notes?"

"Well, I didn't buy it. The paper is very old and yellowed, and it's a handwritten copy."

"Oh, go on."

"Well," Mu Yun briefly talked about reading "Miscellaneous Notes from the Mountains".

Hill thought for a while and said: "This should be Sun Feng and the others. They are helping you and have been paying attention to you."

"Well, if they want to harm me, I can't do anything about it. Let them do it. This miscellaneous note should be credible. The scene mentioned in the book, the light of fireflies in the dark night, is very similar to what my elder brother said. It’s the source field.”

"Well, let me think about it. If that scene with the light of fire beans in the dark night is the source field, then those Qi Refiners may have communicated with the source and gained something. , and then used this thing to touch the Force, and then entered the time and space chain, gaining the ability to become invisible and fly."

"Well, according to what Master Weichen said, in addition to light, there are also small light spots. Are those small light spots something coming from the source?"

"It's possible that some people may not be able to see this small point of light, such as Mo Chen, who doesn't even see the light."

"Well, also, Master Weichen once said that there is an optimal age for becoming a Qi Refiner, starting from a young age. Therefore, even though we have seen the source field, we may not be able to master such skills. .”

"Oh, if you can't grasp it, then you can't grasp it. It's all our speculation." Hill smiled.

Mu Yun also smiled: "Yes, let it take its course. There is another thing. Yesterday, Alice, Xuehe, I and I went to the agricultural production base and saw Muguo. At that time, I always felt that something was wrong. , now, I understand."

"Oh, tell me." "When I looked at the culture medium, my heart was beating, and I thought of a vegetative person. Although the culture medium was unconscious, I still regarded it as a living being, so I felt that we were actually using it. Bully him. And he lives in this world in a muddle, not even knowing what he is, so he feels that he is so pitiful, and he feels guilty in his heart."

"Well, at that time, this plan was also questioned and opposed by many people."

"Then why was it implemented anyway?"

"A wise man made three suggestions."

"Oh, what do the wise say?"

"The first point is to choose the lesser of two evils. The wise man asked two questions. One is which one would you choose, slaughtering animals or picking fruits? The other one is, do you have a better plan than picking fruits?
  The second point is that Muguo Culture Medium, as an incomplete life form, has made a huge contribution. We are grateful to him and feel ashamed of him, so we should give him the highest respect. For example, when the culture medium passes away, we should Bury him as you would a complete life, without any blasphemy.

The third point is to build an ancestral hall to worship him, express gratitude for his kindness, and publicize his achievements. "

"Oh, is there really no better solution?"

"Currently, there is none. What people can synthesize are relatively simple protein molecules. What will happen in the future is hard to say. Some people are still working hard to explore, but there has been no breakthrough for a long time."

"Oh, I still hope there is a better solution, but for now, it seems that it is not a bad idea to use fruit picking as a transition. Let's talk about this today, I will browse the technology database."

"Well, go ahead." Hill responded.

Mu Yun stared at Hill for a few minutes, buzzed, stood in Hill's room, controlled the biochemical robot, and started browsing the technology database. In addition to the content on Muguo, I also looked at other solutions, such as using plant protein to imitate meat, and using stem cells to culture muscle tissue and then process it with additives.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Yun stopped, said goodbye to Hill, returned to the dormitory, and started to sleep.

(End of this chapter)