My apocalyptic heroine has come true

We are both Chinese, and in terms of seniority, I am your 'ancestor'.

If you tamper with the customs of our ancestors like this, be careful or they will expose you!

“So there’s this kind of behavior…”

Fang Ming cooperated very well and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Xia Xiaochi nodded slightly.

Fang Ming smiled and said, "By the way, Xia Xiaochi, do you know where I am?"

"I don't know." Xia Xiaochi shook his head.

She didn't dare ask.

If humans truly find a new home in their exploration of the universe, then this wealth will belong to that force or family, not to all of humanity.

The humans who remain in the wasteland of the Earth are like low-level monkeys imprisoned and can never escape.

However, Xia Xiaochi really yearned for Fang Ming's paradise-like society.

The contrast between his prosperity and the desolation here is too great.

"If Brother Fang Ming is willing to tell me, I would really like to know..." Xia Xiaochi said in a low voice.

In this way, if I have the ability to build a spaceship in the future, at least I will know which direction to sail.

"I don't want to." Fang Ming answered coldly.

Xia Xiaochi's face froze for a moment: "Hmm...eh?"

Looking at her silly look, Fang Ming couldn't help but laugh twice.

"Ha ha……"

"I'll tell you when you're ready."

"I'm ready now!" Xia Xiaochi suddenly sat up straight.

"No, no, you are not ready yet." Fang Ming shook his head.

He currently does not have the ability to allow Xia Xiaochi to meet him.

Therefore, letting her know the truth would only leave her with regrets.

Glancing at her pretty little face, Fang Ming said with a malicious smile.

"Before I tell you the truth, tell me more about the 'old days'... and those bedtime rituals you just mentioned, I'm very interested."

"Okay!"

Xia Xiaochi never refused and nodded naively in agreement.

"Good night."

Fang Ming curled his lips and hung up the phone.

When the phone screen went completely black, Fang Ming's feverish face was reflected on the screen.

Fang Ming slapped his face hard.

This half of his face seemed to have really been kissed by the girl, and his cheeks were heating up uncontrollably.

This little heroine is too cunning.

How dare you make up nonsense to fool him.

I tricked him into kissing me this time, but what about next time? And the time after that?

If Fang Ming was a little dumber, wouldn't he have been fooled by the little heroine?

Chapter 91 Changing the Future (48K)

The next day.

Fang Ming finished harvesting the leeks before eight o'clock in the morning.

After clearing out the daily necessities in the store out of habit, Fang Ming left the game in the background and opened the WeChat chat interface instead.

His most recent contacts were Fang Jing and He Qiuqiu. The two sisters have landed safely and are probably adjusting to jet lag at this time.

Fang Ming typed on the keyboard while washing up and sent the message.

Fang Ming: Sister Jing, can you tell me more about the 'CRISPR-Cas12 gene editing technology' that you told me about last time?

In less than half a minute, Fang Jing replied to him.

Fang Jing: Are you still doing this kind of academic research? Have you had breakfast?

Fang Ming: I have eaten.

Although his cousin was confused, Fang Ming did not explain much.

He still said that he was playing a game and that his research was only to play the game better.

At the same time, Fang Ming relayed to Fang Jing what Shi Yi had told him in the past few days.

Fang Jing was a graduate student in biological sciences, and the "knowledge" Fang Ming told her was a bit ahead of her expectations, but as the topic deepened, she gradually became interested.

Fang Jing: The GP-EQ measurement structure you mentioned is very interesting.

Fang Jing: Gene Pollution is the gene pollution index, so E stands for Ecosystem? Q refers to IQ?

Fang Ming: Pretty much. It's about the level of intelligence. I guess it's an abbreviation for Quantum, which stands for quantum consciousness level.

Fang Jing: Quantum consciousness level? What the hell...

Fang Jing: The first two are pretty hardcore, but the last one is beyond the scope of science, right?

Fang Ming: Don't take it too seriously; it's just a game setting. Are there any related studies at home or abroad?

Fang Jing: Yes, there are, but most of them exist in concepts... If you are really interested, I can help you ask my classmates.

Fang Ming: Okay, by the way, let me ask you one more question: if an organism experiences genetic contamination and a genetic defect causes it to be afraid of a certain wavelength of light, which gene is most likely to be responsible? And how can we use this to control or even eliminate it?

After a long silence, Fang Jing sent a long string of ellipsis.

Fang Jing:…………

Fang Jing: I can ask for you, but you should not be too addicted to games.

Fang Ming: Okay, let me add one more thing. We talked about this mutant species last time. Their characteristics are that they appear on a large scale and have very low food requirements. You said at the time that they are likely to obtain energy from radiation. I think you can start from this point.

Fang Jing:......

For a normal young woman in the 21st century, Fang Ming's ideas are indeed a bit too magical.

Fang Jing didn't agree, but considering that the other party was her cousin, she would still help.

Fang Jing: There's not much point in delving into the settings of this kind of game. You might as well spend more time with your girlfriend.

Fang Ming: I know.

Fang Jing: Do you really have a girlfriend???

Fang Ming: [/cool][/cool]

I just threw in two emoticons to be polite.

Fang Ming decisively closed WeChat and opened the game interface instead.

In the game screen, the supply drone is rotating its mechanical arm to recover energy crystals on the ground.

Without any unnecessary operations, Fang Ming only needs to move the supply machine to the pile of mutant corpses with one click, and these drones will automatically recognize his instructions and carry out the mission immediately.

Fang Ming had discovered this type of micro-intelligent control method a long time ago, but the amazing thing was that these drones could only show their "intelligent" side when he controlled them personally. When Xia Xiaochi controlled them, he could only operate them manually step by step.

At first, Fang Ming thought he was a drone genius and Xia Xiaochi was a drone idiot.

He only discovered in recent days that his operating interface was completely different from Xia Xiaochi's.

Mobilize a reconnaissance aircraft to take off from the drone base station.

Fang Ming hovered the reconnaissance plane in front of Shi Yi.

Pressing the microphone button, Fang Ming asked directly:

"Do you know when those mutant species began to appear?"

Shi Yi, who was studying the blueprints with Shi Si, was startled.

The two siblings were caught off guard by Fang Ming's sudden appearance.

"...When did the mutant species appear?"

Shi Yi came back to his senses and organized his words: "That was a long time ago... I remember that this kind of creature appeared in the society before the war?"

As he spoke, Shi Yi looked at his younger brother Shi Si.

Shi Si pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded.

"According to records, genetically contaminated organisms had already left many traces in pre-war civilization. Some rumors say their appearance was the spark that sparked the war. They were biological weapons developed by humans, but were declared a failure because they were uncontrollable."

"However, there are also theories that they were contaminated by radiation from biological weapons, causing genetic mutations... In short, all records from that time were buried in the war. Human civilization was disrupted by the last war, and now all technology is only in the hands of a few people... Therefore, our wasteland has a huge disparity, such as the simultaneous appearance of high-tech weapons and traditional stone tools."

Having said that, Shi Si smiled helplessly.

Some people are born to enjoy the convenience of life brought by supreme technology, while others have to rely on their hands to pick up garbage for their entire lives to make a living.

Shi Yi reached out and pulled her brother, telling him not to say that.

Only then did Shi Si realize that his topic was a bit sensitive.

From the perspective of the owner of the Ark Shelter, his words seemed like criticism of the other party, so he quickly lowered his head.

"When did the war start?" Fang Ming's tone didn't care.

Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "...We only know when it ended."

"When?" Fang Ming asked again.

There was a hint of surprise in Shi Yi's eyes, and then he replied.

"It is now the year 399 of the last century, 399 years after the war ended."

"It's been almost 400 years." Fang Ming concluded.