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11. Genetic modification(1/2)

The sweet potatoes and potatoes are steamed and tasted authentic. The ground cornmeal is made into a dumpling soup, which is more full than the porridge.

After a few days of rest, the men began to cultivate the land for the second time. This time the land was much softer, which was easier than the first time.

Straw sandals made by women are sold by the public and are very popular. Especially for work, straw sandals are more convenient and durable than new cloth shoes.

This time wheat and carrots are planted.

Grinding wheat into flour can make a lot of delicious food.

Radish is easy to preserve and rich in nutrients.

Fang Youan has returned to the yard to clean it. He heard that the second batch of farming was going to be carried out and wanted to work.

Lazy and have no food to eat.

"Wait." Zhu Qinghong called Fang Youan, who was walking out, "You have been working in the fields, but you can't become my guard."

As his eyes lit up, Fang Youan turned around and knelt in front of her: "Please tell me clearly. How can I be qualified to be a guard?"

When he looked at Fang Youan, Zhu Qinghong found that he was not as thin as before and grew taller.

She asked, "How old are you?"

"Eleven." Fang Youan looked at Zhu Qinghong with a bright look. He was young, but he knew exactly what kind of path he wanted to take.

Zhu Qinghong nodded: "Becoming my guard, you need to endure the pain of bone removal and marrow extraction. If you can't stand it, you will die."

Fang Youan kowtowed deeply: "I am willing to be the escort of the city lord, even if I die."

"Okay." Zhu Qinghong stepped forward and helped the person up, "Ono, genetically modified for him. Prepare embedded mecha."

[Yes, master. Name: Fang You'an. Male, eleven years old. Voluntarily carry out genetic modification and carry embedded mecha.]

Fang Youan was shocked when he heard this sound for the first time. The space door opened and Ono showed his body.

[Fang You'an, go in. Only by undergoing genetic modification can you be qualified to become the master guard. Do you regret it?]

"Never!" Fang Youan clenched his fists and walked into the space door with a firm look. There was a clean and huge room inside.

Zhu Qinghong then came in and authorized the start.

A huge culture tank emerged from the ground, filled with transparent and unknown liquid.

"Fang Youan, take off your clothes and go in." Zhu Qinghong ordered. Fang Youan immediately took off his clothes naked and walked towards the cultivation trough.

The two mechanical arms stretched out, grabbed him and pulled him into the culture tank. He was in an unknown liquid, but he could breathe.

【Initiate genetic modification.】

A machine with a pointed needle fell down and pierced Fang Youan's back neck like a snake.

It hurts like the bones in the body are broken.

Fang Youan endured it tightly, something flowed into his body from behind, causing a burst of pain. One wave was even more painful. His toes curled up, his mouth wide open and he couldn't scream. Fang Youan grabbed the transparent wall cover with both hands.

[Master, with his physique, genetic modification will take one month. During this period, it will be made for him.]

"Yes." Zhu Qinghong glanced at Fang Youan in the pain and turned around and left. After she left, the space door closed on its own.

One month, just wait for a month...

Fang Youan clenched his fists. He could become a guard and stand by his god.

This belief made him persevere and let him hold on.

Even if countless blood gushed out of the skin, the entire culture tank was dyed red...

City Lord's Mansion.

Yuanyou happily came in with a piece of cloth: "City Lord, the first piece of cloth is done, take a look."

Zhu Qinghong smiled and touched the linen cloth, very satisfied: "It's great. With the cloth, you can make ready-made clothes."

The people of Tianchong City currently only have one set of clothes that they can wear, which is really shabby.

After making ready-made garments, there can be a replacement.

"Yes." Yuanyou smiled, "There are food and clothing. The lives of the people are getting better and better."

"Not enough." Zhu Qinghong's words made his smile fade away, "There are only a few hundred people in a huge city, and it is far from prosperity."

Strong and prosperous, now it is still far from the scene in the dream. Yuanyou nodded: "The population is not easy to solve."

It's not just difficult to solve.

Increasing the population is nothing more than encouraging people from other cities to give birth or accepting people from other cities. However, this world is full of demons, and it is difficult for cities to communicate with each other.

Where can they find someone? The wandering people outside cannot satisfy them.

Zhu Qinghong couldn't help but think of the country east of Tianchong City, and went to see it in a while. There were priests in that country.

"You have to keep an eye on the ground." She smiled, "When the cabbage is ripe, it will be stored in the grain warehouse, and everyone can still eat a variety of food."

"Yes." Yuanyou held the cloth down.

Zhu Qinghong waved his hand and the map expanded in front of him.

The flying camera cannot reach further, and something is blocking it. It seems that the demons elsewhere are not weak, at least stronger than the ones she met.

I have to find a way to restore my combat effectiveness.

Where to find minerals?

Zhu Qinghong's eyes moved to the country to the east. She was very interested in the priest's ability.

Outside the city.

The people worked diligently to farm. Whenever a demon approached, No. 1 and No. 2 quickly resolved.

Wei Zhou stood on the city wall and felt very at ease.

The main street became more and more lively, and soldiers helped to move the food.

Before lunch, the shop had to make a lot of food. Several people rushed to the scene, busy. They wiped their sweat and smiled constantly.

Yuanyou directed a group of people to dig cabbage.

A group of soldiers moved the collected cabbage into the grain warehouse.

After entering the grain warehouse, it belongs to Ono management.

Everyone performs their duties.

Zhu Qinghong rode on a speed vehicle and sneaked into the forest of demons, and saw many strange-shaped demons along the way.

Some still retain the characteristics of animals, while others can no longer see that they are. Demons are evolving, which is not good news for humans.

The forest of demons, towering trees.

Zhu Qinghong rode his bike over the woods, and suddenly an unknown object came.

She drove the speed car to avoid it, frowning.

It is obviously invisible, why can the other party discover it?

That was...the tail just now?

[Master, it is recommended to retreat immediately. A large number of creatures are detected to gather here. Invisibility seems to be useless for them.]

"Damn it." Zhu Qinghong drove away immediately.

She already understood the danger of the Demon Forest and she would not come again until her combat power was restored.

After she left, loud noises occurred in the demon forest. The trees fell over one after another, and it took a long time to calm down.

Zhu Qinghong went to the south to explore the river.

There are indeed many demons gathered here and occasionally fought. Most of these demons have animal characteristics, which are safer than the Forest of Demons. She went up the river, and the more she walked, the stronger the demons' combat power.

If you can't take risks, Zhu Qinghong turned around decisively.

She went to the east and the north to take a look, and she had a rough understanding.

When I returned to Tianchong City, it was already dark.

Zhu Qinghong jumped down to the ground and recycled it by the speed.

The hall is brightly lit.

Ono offers a menu for dinner.

After she chose, she sat in the main seat and found minerals from the east.

With minerals, she can restore a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

Zhu Qinghong was thinking, and Yuanyou came in to present the amount of cabbage collected today.

She took it and took a look.

The things moved into the grain warehouse have their own records, and as long as the quantity is almost the same, there is no problem...

"What's going on?" Zhu Qinghong frowned, "Are you sure you remember correctly? The number of inventories is obviously less than your records."

"This..." Yuanyou sighed, "Some people think it tastes good after eating it naturally. There is something about letting things go."
To be continued...
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