While ordinary people are excited about the divine medicine given by heaven, Maoer Thorns the Zicheng, and a group of spiritual cultivators are also feeling like they have received a treasure.

Principal Ganbudogan of the former Lingxian Practice School, Teacher He Zhizhang, Wang Xiao, Catherine, Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu formed a group in the atrium of the Elysee Palace, looking at the piles of Penglai people's heavenly treasures and spirit guide grass in the middle.

From many aspects, the spirit grass is very similar to the hay used by cows and sheep. Just looking at the appearance, you can't tell whether it has any spiritual energy, and it also emits a faint smell of bran. They are thrown on the ground, and some are blown to the sky by the wind.

"Honor Cat, how should I take this?" Principal Gan asked humbly, his long white beard smelled of smoke from fireworks.

"Eat one by one until you feel overeating, and you can start practicing." said Cat Dabao, who was stepping on Xiaoyu's shoulder.

The first thing to try was Principal Gan, Teacher He and Wang Xiao. The three of them went up to grab a handful of spiritual herbs and chewed them one by one. Everyone watched nervously. Teacher He had to eat the 10th root and was ordinary qualifications; Principal Gan had to eat the 28th root, which was between a freak and a pervert.

"Um, um." Wang Xiao continued to chew with the perseverance in his heart. The forage in his mouth was full of fodder, and the old cow that had been hungry for ten years was like this.

Article 40! Everyone gasped, and some young children said with emotion:

"Brother Xiao's talent is so terrifying."

"This is a genius."

"It's worthy of being a man with one more spiritual root!"

Wang Xiao chewed it for a while and swallowed the 42nd root. Then he finally couldn't bear the smell of bran anymore. He said painfully: "I can't hold on..."

"Meow, only 42." Mao Dabao was a little disgusted, "Those two bastards, the bow girl can eat 45 at a time, and Lin put 50 at a time."

What! Everyone was shocked, 50 roots!? Principal Gan's face changed drastically. Could it be that the legendary source of the Tianling root (born two stomachs)?

"The time when the spirit guide herb has been digested in your body is the time when you can sense more closely with zero points. Practice." Mao Dabao said.

The three of them immediately sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, imagining the introduction of energy from the air into their bodies... The others also took action. After taking the spirit guide grass, even the most mediocre students in the past could easily enter meditation, and the feeling of spiritual energy fullness.

At the same time, Mao Dabao took Xiaoyu into the Elysee Palace and came to a small hall on the second floor.

In the empty hall room, there is the biochemical human manufacturer. It is long and three meters high and full of viscous liquid. Therefore, it is also called a culture bucket. There is a small workbench connected to the bucket, which has a screen panel, some buttons and a cell entry.

"Xiaoyu, do you know what I want to do?" Mao Dabao jumped onto the workbench, his tone as if he was proud and sinister, "Is it really a mascot?"

"Uh, probably not..." Xiaoyu is not stupid.

Mao Dabao took out an ancient black hair, and a strange light flashed across his pupils, "What do you think is this?"

"A hair." Xiao Yu said suspiciously.

"Whose hair?"

"have no idea."

"Where did I take you on a tour recently? Who was it built there?"

"No, no..." Xiaoyu was stunned.

"There is a secret passage, and only a figure like me can get in. It took me a lot of time to make this hair."

Mao Dabao put this hair at the entrance and pressed a button, and the hair was immediately sucked into the bucket. It showed its sharp teeth slightly, "Do you know why the Toran people edit their hair? Do you know that the Penglai people will apply hair spray to prevent hair loss every day? A hair follicle will have a complete personal DNA information. If you lose a hair while walking, be careful, be careful that you will encounter 'self'."

Xiaoyu opened his mouth in shock, "Master Cat, do you want..."

"Not bad." Mao Dabao slapped his claws on the workbench and set some creation parameters.

【Species Type: Penglai People

Completed Age: 25 years old

Growth situation: Perfect

Genetic adjustment: None

Start the cloning program]

Bang! As soon as Mao Dabao pressed it, the culture bucket started to run. The sticky liquid turned out to a vortex, changing its color. The liquid turned faster and faster. The outline of a human embryo appeared in the vortex. But then it made people feel nauseous and shocked. The embryo quickly grew into a baby, and the liquid was still rotating wildly. The baby grew into a high and strong man, and a domineering aura almost penetrated the culture bucket.

This man is... Xiaoyu was stupid and dared not say his name, for fear of offending this great person...

After only 5 minutes, the culture barrel calmed down and the liquid had become no longer sticky, but was just light and thin, like water.

【Clone completed】

"Meow." Mao Dabao screamed in satisfaction, "Clone, just have one cell."

"Master Cat, you..." Xiaoyu looked at the man's body floating in the bucket, "What do you want to do if you resurrect him?"

"It's not resurrection, it's cloning." Mao Dabao slapped his claws on the workbench again, crackling, "This is not him, it's just a body with DNA exactly the same as his. If you have his thought information flow and upload it to the mind of this body, it's resurrection. But, meow."

It scratched his ears, "I don't have his thought information flow, and I don't plan to resurrect him."

"Then do you want it?" Xiaoyu was confused.

【Insert thinking connection chip】

Bang! Mao Dabao patted the button, and a robotic arm suddenly stretched out from the top of the barrel, and a small chip was implanted from the back of the body.

The liquid rotated, and the small hole that was pierced through the back of the body and the head was healed as before in a blink of an eye.

"This is using Ansaibo's thinking connection chip. One end is in this body and the other end is in the electrode of my head." As soon as Mao Dabao finished speaking, Xiaoyu was surprised to see the body in the bucket suddenly open his eyes. His strange eyes didn't look like a human, like a cat.

【release】

Way, the round lid at the top of the cultivation bucket was opened, and the robotic arm lifted the man in the bucket. He churned in the air and landed flexibly on the ground.

"Is this what a human feel?" The man touched the various parts of his body, and his handsome face showed a strange smile. "It's so heavy. I'll make this happen for the rest of my life, I'd rather commit suicide. But now I'll endure it for the time being, meow haha!"

Next to it, Mao Dabao laughed at the same rhythm: "Meow haha!"

Xiaoyu looked at the man foolishly as he took a handful of spirit guide herbs beside the cultivation bucket and stuffed it into his mouth, 10, 15, 23...

After a while, he broke through 50! But he was still eating, one after another... Finally, he stopped at 60!

"I am really worthy of being the chosen son of God." The man and Mao Dabao praised at the same time, "This body and such spiritual roots are unparalleled in the ages!"

"..." Xiaoyu was a little panicked, "Master Cat, why?"
Chapter completed!