The moment Lu Yongchang finished speaking, he felt a slight dizziness coming from the depths of his consciousness.

The vertigo is not strong and lasts very short.

But the information contained behind it is something he cannot ignore.

Without any hesitation, he leaned directly on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

The eyelids firmly covered the faint orange-yellow light in the underworld.

"Yongchang?"

Fang Xu looked at Lu Yongchang's abnormal movement with a confused look on his face: "You are..."

A dull response followed: "Let me think about it."

...

The consciousness quickly sinks and comes to the familiar and unfamiliar technology tree space.

A dazzling orange-yellow light emerges in the mottled technology tree background.

On the side of the ying white technology tree, a cursor with an orange-yellow background color also appeared - [Thought stamp].

Every change is filled with a strong warning.

Lu Yongchang's heart sank slightly.

He had the honor of seeing this model of the technology tree once.

Unlike this time, the space of the technology tree directly turned blood red.

【Clone Technology】.

Among the standards of the technology tree, it is a real and dangerous technology.

"Thought stamp..."

Lu Yongchang stared at the orange-yellow cursor and murmured in a low voice.

As the name suggests, this is the technology he just envisioned.

A false memory fragment is implanted into the consciousness of smart creatures, thereby achieving control over the thinking of smart creatures.

"Is this a dangerous technology, too..."

He murmured to himself and focused his attention on the orange-yellow cursor.

Just like the cloning technology at the time, the development history of several civilizations was clearly presented in his mind like a movie.

His eyes gradually became complicated.

...

More than ten minutes later.

Under Fang Xu's gaze, Lu Yongchang opened his eyes with complicated face and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

It's a little different from what he expected.

[Ideological stamp] does not belong to dangerous technology.

If you have to classify it, Lu Yongchang is more inclined to call it a sub-hazardous technology.

The difference between the two is also very simple.

Dangerous technology, for a single civilization, has no possibility to solve the negative impact it has brought about.

This civilization will eventually perish under its influence.

Secondary dangerous technology will also lead to the demise of civilization, but that is only a high-probability event.

This means that there are always several talented civilizations that can solve the negative images brought by the [Thought Seal] and rely on it to achieve the rapid development of civilization.

Risk and benefits always correspond.

[Ideological stamp] The high risks contained in technology will inevitably bring high returns to civilization.

Just like the Sweeper civilization - if it really relies on the [Thought Seal] to control the affiliated civilization.

"Yongchang." Fang Xu stared at Lu Yongchang's changing face and said carefully: "The potential risks of this technology are very high."

Lu Yongchang nodded silently: "I know."

"The risk of controlling the thinking of smart creatures is bound to be not low."

"It may even lead to civilization on the road to destruction."

Fang Xu wanted to speak but stopped: "Then you..."

He wanted to persuade Lu Yongchang to give up this technology.

"We need to study." Lu Yongchang did not give him this opportunity. "Although the risk is very high, human civilization needs this technology."

"It will bring new development momentum to human civilization."

"It is enough to drive human civilization to expand rapidly to level 6 or even level 7 civilization!"

“As for the risks…”

"We can naturally do this technology by the Sweeper Civilization!"

Fang Xu's face suddenly showed a bitter smile.

He guessed that this result would occur.

Since the first step to step out of the earth, human civilization, led by Lu Yongchang, has been betting on that illusory little vitality.

Level 5 civilization seems very powerful.

But Fang Xu, who had seen [Painting] and the Sweeper civilization, did not think that today's human civilization can rest assured.

Therefore, although he opposes this proposal emotionally, Fang Xu still supports Lu Yongchang's decision rationally.

"I'll go to the biology laboratory right away."

Lu Yongchang stood up from the office chair, took off the loose white research suit on his side and draped it on his body: "The management work of the Academy of Sciences is temporarily handed over to you."

"You should be very experienced in this regard, so I won't talk much nonsense."

"good."

Fang Xu responded in a brief tone.

...

【Earth】.

Renmin Lian First Biological Laboratory.

The closed door suddenly opened, attracting the attention of many scientific researchers.

"Professor Lv?"

"Hello, Chief Lü!"

A shout of surprise came.

Lu Yongchang smiled and nodded to everyone, and asked directly: "Where is Academician Mao?"

"Professor, Academician Mao is studying the Yi.com data that has just been sent back."

Some familiar voices came from the side.

"I remember you! You are..."

"Lu Siyuan?"

The smile on Lu Yongchang's face became stronger and stronger: "Mao Zhengzhi mentioned you to me."

“Good done.”

A faint rosy appeared on Lu Siyuan's face, who received praise from Lu Yongchang. He raised his hand, gently touched the tip of his nose, and said embarrassedly: "It all depends on Academician Mao's cultivation."

Lu Yongchang looked at Lu Siyuan with interest and joked: "Your nose touching is not much different from Mao Zhengzhi."

"Study so thoroughly?"

As soon as the words came, a depressing laughter suddenly came from around.

Seeing Lu Siyuan's face getting redder and redder, Lu Yongchang laughed and waved his hand: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Take me to find Mao Zhengzhi"

“I have a big research project here!”

Hearing this, Lu Siyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and the shyness on his face instantly dissipated: "Really?!"

"Professor, come with me!"

...

Half an hour later.

Mao Zhengzhi frowned, gently tapped the laboratory bench in front of him, and his mouth unconsciously made a tsk sound.

Obviously, the request made by Lu Yongchang caused great trouble to him.

“It’s very difficult?”

Lu Yongchang's puzzled voice came from the side.

"Professor..." Mao Zhengzhi shook his head with a wry smile, "This difficulty cannot be described in just one word."

"I understand what you mean by implanting fragmentary memory to influence people's thinking patterns."

“In theory, this is indeed feasible.”
Chapter completed!