The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 217 Copying

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After being flattered and fawned over by the woman in black, Yang Ming felt quite pleased and couldn't help but smile, saying, "From now on, I'll bestow upon you the surname Yang..."

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me a surname..." The woman in black immediately knelt down with joy and kowtowed to Yang Ming's large face. Since he had bestowed upon her a surname, it meant that the man in front of her had agreed to take her in. Her life was saved, and she would no longer be a wandering ninja, but a ninja with a sect.

"Hmm..." Yang Ming nodded, and a golden ray of light shot out from between his eyebrows. This ray of light went straight into the black-clad woman's eyebrows and lurked deep within them.

The moment the light pierced the woman in black's brow, she felt as if she had been stripped naked, her entire being exposed to the world. This feeling caused her to instinctively hug her arms tightly, her heart pounding with unease...

"Not bad, no ill intentions..." After a while, Yang Ming nodded slightly. "Do you know what that ray of light just now was?"

"Master is incredibly powerful..." The woman in black immediately knelt down and bowed to Yang Ming in worship.

"Actually, what we just did was a technology called gene verification. The purpose of this technology is to let me know what you are thinking and take over control of your body at critical moments. Of course, this verification method can be carried out silently, but in order to prevent you from doing anything foolish in the future, I adopted a more intuitive method..." Yang Ming said.

As soon as Yang Ming spoke, the woman in black trembled slightly, her expression showing a hint of fear and trepidation.

Asahito Ichiro and the eight men in black were also trembling violently, staring incredulously at the huge face in the air.

"Hmph, as for you..." Yang Ming glanced disdainfully at the remaining nine people, "You have two choices: either be killed by me, or become my peasants..."

"Who wants to die when they can live?" Asahi Ichiro sighed, feeling utterly powerless. "I choose to be a farmer, but my hands are crippled. I don't know if I can still meet your requirements..."

In his view, being a farmer is simply working in the fields, and there's not much difference between that and retiring to the countryside...

"We'd also like to be farmers..." the other eight people said.

They were Asahi Ichiro's direct subordinates, so naturally they would follow their master wherever he went.

"Hehehe..." Yang Ming chuckled, "I'm very satisfied with your choice. I will create a breeding farm specifically for you in this farm space. Living here, your physical fitness will gradually improve, and you will achieve immortality..."

"You're going to raise us like livestock??? Mr. Yang, didn't you just say you wanted us to be farmers???" Asahi Ichiro felt that things might not be as simple as he had imagined. A farm didn't seem like a place for farming, did it? Besides, there didn't seem to be any land here that required them to cultivate...

"Hehe, you're right, I do need you to be a farmer, but all I need is your DNA..." Yang Ming said with a slight smile.

"DNA? Are you going to use cloning technology???" Asahi Ichiro's body trembled violently, as did his eight subordinates.

Cloning technology poses a significant challenge to human rights, and opinions on it are divided internationally.

"DNA should be considered gene technology, right? Cloning technology should still be within the scope of cells... You're really uncultured..." Yang Ming gave Asahi Ichiro a disdainful look. "What I'm talking about is gene technology, well, you could also call it biochemical technology..."

"This is a criminal act that violates UN law..." Ichiro Asahi was completely unfazed by Yang Ming's contempt; he was already consumed by rage. The thought of being kept here while several versions of himself existed outside... If they were only in China, it would be one thing, but what if they returned to their homeland, their hometown, their own home, and saw their beautiful wife, who had taken his place as her husband...?

In short, Ichiro Asahi felt like he was going crazy. He felt like the whole world had abandoned him, like he was a poor, orphaned child. Even a stray dog ​​seemed to have more presence than him...

After all, even a stray dog ​​is unique in the world, and soon there will be countless versions of yourself in this world...

"Heh, I think a criminal is not qualified to discuss UN law with me..." Yang Ming said with a slight smile and a mocking expression.

"If you really do something that would incur the wrath of heaven and man, I will absolutely not agree to it, even if it means death..." Asahi Ichiro said through gritted teeth.

"We are too..." the eight black-clad ninjas said in unison.

"Disagree???" Yang Ming smiled slightly, his gaze turning cold. "Do you know why I let you live???"

"Please speak freely, Master..." The woman in black, Yang Guizi, was quite good at playing the straight man and had a keen eye for humor.

"Because I need a constant supply of DNA resources, I can feed you large amounts of nutrients and gene repair agents to allow your DNA to evolve. In this way, I can continuously cultivate more advanced bio-engineered humans. However, if you disagree, that's fine too. I can extract active cells from your corpses and use cloning technology to cultivate a completely new you as the DNA matrix. Although your clone needs time to grow, time in my space is ten times faster than outside. If my space is upgraded, the time ratio will be even higher. I just don't want the trouble of buying a cloning machine..." Yang Ming said coldly.

In fact, things are not as simple as Yang Ming said. Cloning technology is, after all, cloning technology. The clones created by cloning technology will never have the advantages of natural people. After all, the union of the father's sperm and the mother's blood to form a human being is an absolute natural law. Under natural circumstances, at the moment of fertilization, a substance that cannot be interpreted by our current technology will be produced. This substance is the essence of a person. The production of this substance is the key to a person becoming a true natural person, rather than a copy or combination of parents.

In conclusion, cloning technology, after all, carries the traces of human intervention. Even if it can truly cultivate a person, in certain "mysterious" aspects, a cloned human is still inferior to a natural human.

Only a child conceived through the union of sperm and egg is considered a natural person.

"I..." Asahito Ichiro was momentarily at a loss for words, after all, Yang Ming's words made a lot of sense to him.

Listen to this, a cloning machine! On Earth, only high-end laboratories can afford to have one, and each one is very expensive. Moreover, because cloning technology is not universally welcomed on Earth, its legality has always been on the edge of the law, existing in a gray area between legality and illegality. Naturally, the price is also quite high.

"Just say the word: do you want to live or die?" Yang Ming sneered, his tone aggressive.

"I want to live..." If he could live, he didn't want to die. Asahi Ichiro made a very wise choice. As soon as he said the words "I want to live," he was like a deflated balloon, his spirit and energy completely dejected.

"I can assure you, in my space, in my breeding farm, you are unique..." Yang Ming said with a slight smile.

Asahito Ichiro nodded helplessly. He was now at their mercy, like a fish on a chopping board; of course, he had to do whatever they said…

"Hmph, Asahi, you don't actually think you can leave here alive after knowing that my master possesses such a magical space, do you? Can you imagine if you possessed such a magical space, would you let a second person know about its existence?" Yang Guizi glanced at Asahi Ichiro and sneered.

"Aren't you a living person???" Asahi Ichiro also responded with a cold laugh.

"Although I am a living person, I am my master's slave, my master's private property..." Yang Guizi said proudly.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense..." Yang Ming said calmly, interrupting Yang Guizi and silencing Asahi Ichiro before he could finish his sentence. "You can live here. I'll keep the other livestock in check so they won't bother you..."

"Yes..." Asahito Ichiro didn't dare to say anything more and could only nod.

Yang Ming exited the farm space, taking Yang Guizi with him.

As Yang Guizi emerged from the farm space, she instinctively looked around at her surroundings. She saw countless white clothes scattered about, their style...

"A kimono???" Yang Guizi exclaimed in surprise, quickly picking up a set of clothes to examine it. "It's just a little strange..."

"Kimono my ass..." Yang Ming's face instantly turned ashen.

"Oh, Master..." Yang Guizi immediately knelt down, her voice trembling with panic.

"This is Confucian robes, the student uniform in Hanfu. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense..." Yang Ming said.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Yang Guizi hurriedly replied like a worm.

"Alright, get up..." Yang Ming waved his hand dismissively, not taking it too seriously.

"Yes..." Yang Guizi quickly replied and got up from the ground.

"I remember you just said something like 'we are wandering ninjas,' what does that mean??? Are you an organization???" Yang Ming asked.

"Yes..." Yang Guizi hurriedly replied respectfully, "We originally had a master, but thirty years ago, he passed away due to illness without leaving any offspring. Therefore, we became wandering ninjas, taking on odd jobs to make a living..."

"What's the name of your organization?" Yang Ming asked.

"We don't have a name. Our organization is very small, with only a few dozen members. To the outside world, we always refer to ourselves as 'Hold-on'..." Yang Guizi said with some shame.

"You guys all seem to speak Chinese, right?" Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat as he noticed something rather strange.

"We can speak not only Chinese, but also English, Russian, French, German, Mongolian, Tibetan, Korean, Latin and other languages... To become a qualified ninja, one must learn various languages..." Yang Guizi said.

"Hmm..." Ninjas are usually responsible for intelligence gathering, so it's normal for them to know some languages. Moreover, Yang Ming was able to know what Yang Guizi was thinking and knew that she wasn't lying.

"Master..." Yang Guizi came closer and hugged Yang Ming's arm, "Can I wear Hanfu too???"

Yang Ming could sense the tremor in her heart. Clearly, this woman was still very uneasy, even though her intention was to flatter someone... She needed to test the waters...

"Okay..." Yang Ming nodded, pulling his arm out of Yang Guizi's embrace. "In the future, don't make any intimate gestures..."

"Yes..." Yang Guizi hurriedly replied, trembling with fear.

"Hmm..." Yang Ming nodded, pointed to the Confucian robes scattered on the ground, and said, "Please gather all these Confucian robes up and put them away..."

"Yes..." Yang Guizi hurriedly greeted him, knelt on the ground, and began to tidy up his Confucian robes.

"Each set of Confucian robes has a name on it, don't get them mixed up..." Yang Ming said, sitting down in the chair in the center of the living room and watching Yang Guizi working on the floor.

"I have to say, this Japanese girl has a really good figure and a pretty face. If we could optimize her genes, it would be feasible to train her to be a few playmates for my son. When my son grows up, we could just take her as a wife. She could warm his bed and also be his bodyguard... It's a pity that even if cyborgs have sexual characteristics, they are infertile..." Yang Ming muttered to himself.

According to the Interstellar Covenant, in order to protect the uniqueness of natural humans, all manufacturers of biochemical instruments must set a program in their instruments so that the biochemical humans produced cannot have reproductive capabilities. This program is unbreakable; otherwise, it will cause the program to self-destruct.

"It's better if they can't reproduce. That way, the ethical relationships won't be chaotic, and we won't have to treat them like human beings. We can use them with a clear conscience, just like Old Yang. Who would know that Old Yang is actually a bio-engineered human, and a high-end bio-engineered human without sexual characteristics..." Yang Ming thought to himself.

High-end cyborgs, like Old Yang, are identifiable by their appearance but lack sexual characteristics. They sell for 15 gold coins each, possess superhuman strength, and have an implanted AI chip in their brain containing various skills. Mid-range cyborgs are indistinguishable by appearance and lack sexual characteristics. They sell for 15 gold coins for 10, possessing strength greater than ordinary humans but lacking AI chips. They need to learn various skills, and typically, a skill is implanted during training. Low-end cyborgs are identifiable by appearance and possess sexual characteristics but lack reproductive capabilities. They typically sell for 15 gold coins for 100, with physical strength similar to ordinary humans. They can also have skills implanted, but generally, low-end cyborgs are too underdeveloped to have a significant market…

Thinking of this, Yang Ming communicated with Ya Ya and asked her to purchase biochemical instruments through the sales system. Biochemical instruments are considered a form of labor.

Unlike various mechanical devices, which come in many brands, there is only one vendor that sells biochemical instruments: the "Megs Sublimation Center Laboratory" on the Biochemical Planet.

The biochemical instrument produced in this laboratory is called the "Megers Biogene Replicator." Its function is simple: to create high-, medium-, and low-end bio-engineered humans and implant intelligent information into their brains…

Of course, that's all they have; they don't allow the sale of more advanced biochemical equipment.

Looking at the instrument in front of him, which resembled a crystal coffin, Yang Ming couldn't help but gasp. This seemingly worthless contraption had cost him 100,000 gold coins. Even some high-end mechanical equipment wasn't worth that much. Moreover, its lifespan was limited. If used continuously day and night, this biochemical instrument would only last for three years before becoming completely unusable. During those three years, it could cultivate up to 10,000 high-end biochemical humans like Old Yang, 1 million mid-range biochemical humans, and 10 million low-end biochemical humans. The value generated would be 1.5 times the product's value. In short, it was still profitable.

Yang Ming carefully examined the "large coffin" and gently stroked it with his hand.

The surface of the "large coffin" was smooth and gave it a heavy feel. It had only four operating buttons: a white one to activate the entire machine; a green one labeled "Bio-human," used to cultivate bio-humans; a gold one labeled "Skill," used to infuse skills into the bio-human; and a black one labeled "Replication," used to cultivate clones and even clone organs. Essentially, this was for repairing bio-humans. After all, if a bio-human lost two fingers, it was a waste to throw them away, but keeping them wouldn't be very useful. If they could be repaired…

"Yang Gui, come here..." Yang Ming beckoned to the woman who was tidying up her Confucian robes.

"Master..." Yang Guizi hurriedly ran over and stood respectfully to the side, waiting for Yang Ming's orders.

"Drip the blood in..." Yang Ming pressed the white button, and the 'large coffin' slowly opened, revealing a layer of misty fog. Inside the 'large coffin,' nothing could be seen at all.

"Yes..." Yang Guizi nodded timidly, bit her finger until it bled, and dripped the blood into the "large coffin".

drop……

The moment the blood fell into the "giant coffin," a sharp electronic voice rang out: "Biological gene sample detected. To cultivate a cyborg, please press the green button if yes, or the white button if no. The instrument will automatically remove biological traces..."

"Yes..." Yang Ming pressed the green button without hesitation.

"DNA has a double helix structure and has optimization potential. Would you like to perform gene optimization? Yes, please press the green button; no, please press the white button..." The electronic voice sounded again.

"Yes..." Yang Ming pressed the green button.

"Low-level optimization, double helix structure, removes disease factors, please press the green button once; Intermediate optimization, quadruple helix structure, physical fitness 6 to 8 times that of an ordinary person, please press the green button twice; Advanced optimization, hexahelix structure, physical fitness 60 to 80 times that of an ordinary person, please press the green button three times; Ultimate optimization, octagonal helix structure, also known as Great Perfection, cylindrical structure, parameters unknown, please press the green button four times..." The electronic voice sounded again...

"A perfect structure???" Yang Ming was surprised, but considering that this was something he had cultivated to play with his son, he pressed the green key four times without hesitation...

"You have selected the ultimate optimization. Do you want to display gender? Yes, please press the green button. No, please press the white button..." the electronic voice prompted again.

"Yes..." Yang Ming pressed the green button.

"You have selected ultimate optimization, female. The system is executing your command. Please wait..." The electronic voice finished speaking and then fell silent.

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