A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that so many identical clones of Isadora suddenly appeared in the mage tower, making everyone feel the madness hidden under the quiet appearance of this psion girl.

In other words, her usual Wenjing is just a disguise. Her way of thinking and values ​​have nothing to do with the word "normal".

This is very similar to the mad mage Halaster Blackrobe.

The latter's mental state was quite abnormal when he was in Leyline City, and he even talked to himself, allowing multiple clones to cooperate with each other.

No one knows how many copies of himself this old madman has made, and no one knows whether the mad mage he encountered in Leyline City was himself or just one of the many clones.

But one thing is certain, that is, no one dares to provoke him easily.

Because every copy of Halaster Blackrobe has a spellcasting level that is very close to its own.

This also means that offending him alone is equivalent to poking a hornet's nest. At that time, there may be several, a dozen, or even dozens of legendary mages collectively dispatching to retaliate.

If [Simulacra] is added to it, a high-level mage group can be created in minutes.

Of course Isadora is not far behind.

After making twelve clones, she did not stop, but began to cultivate more new clones in the basement.

When Zuo Si teleported back after handling all the matters in Luskan and saw a large group of identical girls rushing toward him, he was stunned.

He didn't even have time to break free before he immediately shouted: "Isadora, what's going on? What have you done in the past few days when you and I were gone?"

"I found a way to become stronger quickly, and that is to change from me to us."

Isadora raised her head with a smile of excitement and joy on her face.

Not only her, but the surrounding clones who had been infused with personality fragments also had similar reactions.

Because they have also perfectly inherited the twisted and pathological dependence of girls on Zuo Si, but they have some big differences in personality.

For example, some Isadora looks shy, and even if she just holds her arms, a large blush will appear from her face to her neck.

Some are more open and bold, and even lean in to try to get a kiss.

Zuo Si took out an arm and pushed him away gently, and then asked with a serious expression: "Did you clone yourself?"

"Well, yes. I cloned myself, then separated the personality fragments in my mind and let them occupy new bodies. In this way, when their psychic abilities grow to a certain level, we can start to devour each other . Every time it is swallowed, the psychic power will nearly double, which is much faster than the usual traditional training method."

Isadora, who didn't know whether it was a clone or the original body, smiled and explained.

To be precise, maybe even she herself can't tell the difference, and she doesn't care about it either.

Because at a very young age, when he was debating with the split personality fragments in his mind and fighting for body dominance, his personality had been influenced or even replaced countless times.

In addition, her different worldview, values ​​and way of thinking also lead to the girl being very vague about concepts such as "self" and not having a strong sense of self.

Hearing these words, Zuo Si felt his scalp numb and hurriedly continued to ask: "Is this kind of devouring absorbing each other's personalities and memories, or is it simply absorbing spiritual energy? Will only one be saved in the end, or multiple ones? What matters is, how many copies of yourself have you made?"

"It's the fusion of personality, memory and psychic abilities. We don't know how many will be retained yet. Maybe one, maybe two, maybe three or four. In short, we are all Isadora, and we all want to be forever. are with you. As for the number, there are thirteen in total including the main body so far, but there are still fifty-two that are being cultivated."

Another girl hugged her neck from behind and whispered affectionately into her ear.

The clone's character was obviously a little wild, and he even wanted to bite his earlobe lightly with his teeth.

But he was easily dodged by Zuo Si's powerful perception and agility attributes.

"Damn it! What gave you such a crazy idea?"

Zuo Si felt a splitting headache when he thought that he had to deal with several, even dozens, or hundreds of Isadoras with serious psychological problems at the same time.

Just knowing one of them is already a bit overwhelming for him, not to mention the changes in personality and subjective consciousness after devouring each other.

For example, the person behind him is obviously very aggressive in every move he makes, and he will definitely want to take the initiative in every interaction.

This is completely opposite to Isadora's originally quiet and submissive character.

The one on the left was too shy. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, he just held on to his arm and wouldn't let go.

When these opposites and contradictions are brought together, God knows what new character will be born.

Although Zuo Si was once obsessed with games such as drawing cards and winning prizes, he was still not sensitive to this kind of "blind personality box".

"It inspired me."

With that said, another Isadora pulled over the little Furulu floating around.

"It? Are you sure!" Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.

Because Furu is a kind-hearted creature, this is why he originally gave this little thing to the girl as a gift and a magic pet, and even expected to use it to treat and improve the girl's psychological problems.

But who would have thought that this little guy would become the culprit of the whole thing.

Gulu!

Furu instantly spurted out a stream of air from his body, then swung his tentacles desperately, and expressed through a spiritual connection that he would not bear the blame.

Because it is too young, it cannot clearly express its intentions and just keeps showing various pictures.

Finally, Zuo Si understood what the little guy meant.

Obviously, Furu's initial display of those scenes of cultivating mind-stealing giant insects did not mean that Isadora would crazily copy herself and devour each other to strengthen her psychic abilities.

Instead, he told her that she could use the property of mind flayer tadpoles to eat each other to create stronger tadpoles, and continue to use the original method to strengthen her psychic powers.

But who knew that Isadora would use her imagination to do the crazy thing of cloning herself.

Although Xiao Furu also tried to stop it, the possessed girl ignored it at all.

After figuring out the truth of the matter, Zuo Si finally understood what it means to "can be forgiven for the sins committed by God, but unforgivable for the sins committed by oneself".

Looking at the innocent-looking Furu, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, poked the little thing's soft body with his fingers, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't give Isadora any more advice until you learn to express your intentions clearly. ,Do you understand?"

Gulu!

The little Furulu spat out a ball of gas again, and shook its tentacles dejectedly to show that he understood.

As for the Isadoras surrounding him, Zuo Si didn't know what to do with them. He could only go to the basement first to check the cultivation status of the clones.

As a result, everyone was speechless when they saw the babies without any mind in the jar.

After being silent for a long time, he said without looking back: "After these clones mature, don't cultivate new ones in a short time."

"Why?" the girl asked in a very confused and puzzled tone.

"Because your existence has caused trouble to many people. Especially those children who come from the slums to the Mage Tower to receive education, learn knowledge and professional skills, they simply cannot understand things like cloning that will have a huge impact on ethics and morality. And Cultivating clones will consume a lot of the Mage Tower's reserve materials and energy." Zuo Si made up some reasons casually.

Because he really didn't know how to face so many Isadoras with different personalities.

You must know that according to research by modern sociologists, there is an upper limit to the number of people a person can establish and maintain social relationships.

Usually no more than one hundred and fifty.

Zuo Si neither has the energy nor is it possible to spend all his time with this group of girls with serious psychological problems.

"Okay, we get it."

All the Isadoras present seemed to be aware of this problem and quickly responded in the affirmative in unison.

Because they also discovered a problem, that is, as their number increased, it was impossible for everyone to get close to Zuo Si, smell the smell emanating from him as usual, and then get hugs and kisses.

Soon, these girls reached an agreement through spiritual connection.

That is, no more than two people can appear next to Zuo Si at a time, and they must take turns.

Of course, Zuo Si knew nothing about any of this.

After a brief stay in the Mage's Tower, he immediately set off for the administrative building of Askatra and discussed some matters with the six-person council that ruled Amn about establishing a country and issuing its own currency.

As expected, at the beginning, these people were very resistant to the issuance of new currencies.

One member even proposed to split the seigniorage tax equally with Zuo Si, hoping to dispel his idea.

But unfortunately, Zuo Si, who comes from modern society, is naturally unparalleled in his sensitivity to things like currency and financial sovereignty. How could he allow such an important economic lifeline to be in the hands of others.

Although he already has enough strength, he can uproot the six-person council and the family behind it at any time.

In the end, after four hours of repeated negotiations, these six groups representing the interests of the entire upper class in Amn finally agreed.

no way!

With the huge naval fleet sold, no one can stop the trend of the Nelanthel Islands to unify the entire west coast of Faerun.

If they really break up, both the routes to the New World and the trade with coastal city-states will lose their security.

In addition, the powerful power Zuo Si himself has shown in recent times also makes them dare not make any small moves.

However, in line with the strategy of hitting a stick and giving a sweet date, Zuo Si also gave enough benefits to the six-person committee.

For example, the supply of sugar will be doubled starting next year, and at the same time, another condiment that is enough to trigger a dietary revolution and has never appeared in Faerûn has been granted exclusive rights.

The scientific name of this thing is "monosodium glutamate", which is the MSG that modern people often add when cooking.

Don’t underestimate this little thing that is very inconspicuous in daily life and was even considered unhealthy at one time.

Before MSG was discovered and refined using industrial technology on a large scale, the only way for humans to pursue umami was to boil various stocks and then add them to corresponding dishes.

Not only does this consume an astonishing amount of materials, but it is also not something that most lower-class civilians can afford.

Of course, in Faerûn, arcane casters and apprentices can achieve similar effects through zero-level [magic tricks].

You must know that even the price of the zero-ring trick is calculated in gold coins.

But MSG has changed this situation.

Just a handful of crystal clear particles can bring out the delicious flavor in any dish.

Zuo Si poured two glasses of water from a pot very directly, then added a little MSG to one of the glasses, and then made a "please" gesture.

"Please have a taste. Believe me, after you taste it, you will understand that in the future, it will become an indispensable item for all taverns, hotels and restaurants throughout Faerûn, just like table salt."

"That's really exciting."

A member of the six-member council doubtfully picked up the cup, put it to his lips and took a sip.

moment!

When the unique chemical composition stimulated his taste buds, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took a second sip before passing the cup to the next person and asking in a curious tone: "Is this... Is it a magic effect? ​​It’s incredible! You can actually make a glass of water so delicious.”

Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Sorry, this is a business secret, no comment. I can provide you with a large number of these condiments every year, and promise exclusive agency rights for at least five years. How about this gift? Offset my losses from issuing my own new currency?”

"Exclusive Agent?"

Another member of the six-member council who had just tasted MSG touched his chin and began to calculate wildly in his mind how much profit this deal could bring.

After about a few minutes, he immediately nodded slightly: "This is a good deal, and it is indeed enough to bring huge profits. But you should know that Amn's most urgent need now is to expand its influence."

"That's right. It would be better if we could form an alliance and join in the fight against Sembia." Another member of the six-person council also echoed.

"So you want me to impose a trade embargo on Sambia? Let my fleet seize and confiscate every merchant ship coming from Sambia?"

Zuo Si immediately guessed the idea of ​​the six-member council.

In the field of business, Amn is undoubtedly the most successful country in the entire Faerûn continent.

Because those modern chambers of commerce, companies and structural forms such as equity, make them in line with the objective laws of trade and commercial development.

Coupled with the support of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, even countries as close to the east as Sayre can see signs of Amn merchant activities.

According to a common saying, a town without Amn merchants is bound to be extremely poor and backward.

Wherever there are transactions and profits, they are bound to be seen.

But unlike its great success in business, Amn was a complete failure in terms of force and military.

Although the Six-member Council allocates large sums of money every year to maintain the expenses of the army, its combat effectiveness is simply appalling.

Not to mention compared to a traditional feudal military power like Cormyr, even the Flame Fist mercenaries from Baldur's Gate in the north couldn't defeat it.

You must know that when the gap in military strength between the two sides is the largest, it can even reach more than ten times.

Moreover, in terms of equipment, it is luxurious enough to make most city-states feel envious.

Whether it is a breastplate made of fine steel, an almost full-coverage helmet, or equally strong gauntlets, greaves, and iron boots, a soldier can be protected from head to toe.

A set of such armor would cost at least several hundred gold coins on the market.

As for the weapons, they are equipped with a large number of incredibly powerful crossbows.

Normally they are just a bunch of trash, but with the support of such luxurious equipment, they should have some fighting ability, right?

But no!

Amn's army fully demonstrates what it means to be destructive without limits.

Putting aside the military conflicts with other surrounding countries, even when dealing with poorly equipped orcs and goblins, defeats often occur.

Just a few years ago, an army of three thousand men was defeated by less than a thousand orcs and gnolls in the mountains outside Espta City.

In this single battle, they left behind weapons and equipment that were enough for the enemy to replace their guns with cannons, causing the entire city to be almost captured.

The navy's situation may be slightly better, but its strength is limited and it has long been corrupted into disgrace.

This is why the six-member council ruthlessly cut down its own navy and sold off all its warships.

In this way, not only can you save a lot of money, but it is also equivalent to throwing away a heavy burden.

Anyway, most of the time the navy's duty is only to combat rampant pirates. It is simply too much to ask them to participate in attacking other cities or land wars.

Now that the pirates have completely disappeared and the safety of merchant ships can be guaranteed, there is naturally no need to retain them.

Therefore, for Amn, the biggest benefit of forming an alliance with Zuo Si is not trade and huge profits, but the terrifying deterrent brought by his command of a powerful army and the title of Chosen of the Goddess of Poison and Disease.

This is just like when the capital of modern society develops to a certain extent, it will inevitably be eager to conduct some ulterior secret transactions with those in power, using money in exchange for the other party's asylum and policy support.

In the view of the six-member council, Zuo Si is such a perfect partner.

The leader said unabashedly: "Sambia is our strongest competitor in the Moon Sea and Falling Star Sea.

If the movement of its merchants can be restricted, the blow to trade will be fatal.

Moreover, after losing a large number of merchant ships, the Sambian government will inevitably speed up the deforestation, leading to fierce conflicts between it and the local elves and druids.

At that time, as long as war breaks out, trade will inevitably be interrupted, and we can join forces to encroach on the market share they have vacated on the west coast and the Shining Sea. "

But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Confiscating merchant ships directly is too much. I won't do it. In fact, it doesn't have to be so troublesome to deal with Sambia. Pure economic means can be adopted."

"Oh? Do you have any good ideas?"

The person sitting at the last seat couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

Zuo Si explained with a playful look: "As we all know, Sambia is a union ruled by warlords of different factions. Businessmen with noble titles control all aspects of the country. Although it is a country on the surface, it is still a country inside. divisive.

They follow the profit-seeking principle of businessmen and will not do anything that is not beneficial to themselves.

This means that when an industry loses huge profits, almost everyone will quickly choose to leave.

At the same time, Sambia is still a rich agricultural country, with small and medium-sized farms scattered throughout the central and northern parts, and large tracts of land in the south are monopolized by a very small number of people.

Almost all the original farmers were forced to become serfs or even outright slaves during the land scam.

Coupled with the deep-rooted disdain of city residents for rural residents, the entire country is almost full of internal contradictions.

Just imagine, what would happen if someone dumped grain and agricultural products into Sambia at extremely low prices, making it unprofitable for all farmers and ranchers? "

moment!

Every member of the six-member council present lowered their heads and fell into deep thought.

As a commercial country similar to Amn, the most typical characteristic of Sambia is that it likes to be a "second-rate dealer".

In other words, no relevant trade protection policies have been formulated.

As long as there is a profit, almost anything can be sold and almost anything can be bought.

When there is an influx of agricultural products that are far below market prices, they will inevitably choose to buy in large quantities and hoard them.

This kind of buying behavior will lead to a serious surplus of domestic agricultural products.

As long as the dumping lasts long enough, a price collapse is almost certain.

The price collapse will cause farmers and ranchers to suffer heavy losses. They will not make much money just by growing food, and they will have to turn to other cash crops such as cotton and hemp.

At the same time, they will try their best to sell the food they have hoarded at low prices in exchange for operating funds.

It doesn’t take much. As long as this situation lasts for three to five years, Sambia will transform from a major grain exporting country to a major grain importing country.

At that time, it only needs to suddenly stop grain dumping when its domestic grain reserves are at a low level and there is a shortage of food. At that time, grain prices will 100% instantly skyrocket by dozens or even hundreds of times.

Coupled with the profit-seeking nature of businessmen, who will subconsciously hoard to further raise prices and make huge profits, serious problems in food supply will occur within a few days, or even large-scale famine.

As long as some people are sent to incite it, those serfs and slaves who are extremely dissatisfied with, and even hateful of, the entire country will immediately rise up and quickly form an extremely destructive force.

If organizations or churches from the good camp like the Harpers Alliance get involved again, although it is unlikely to overthrow the existing regime in Sambia, separatist parties are definitely not a delusion.

In this way, the country will gradually disintegrate amid serious internal conflicts and divisions, and will eventually lose the qualification to compete with Amn.

There is no doubt that this is the purest economic method, and there is no need to take huge political risks to intercept and confiscate Sambian merchant ships.

But the only question is, where can we get so much cheap food?

Although Amn is also a major agricultural country, its production costs are no lower than Sambia, and are even several percent higher.

After all, the latter used serfs and slaves, so the labor cost was much lower.

Before the revolutionary breakthrough in productivity, slavery was actually not as inefficient as most people imagined.

Otherwise, in the Age of Discovery, which is very close to modern times, the famous and prosperous black slave trade would not have appeared. Some countries even continued to abolish it until the 19th century.

Thinking of this, the six-member council leader asked in an uncertain tone: "How much cheap food can you provide?"

"A lot! More than you can imagine. It doesn't take much. In just one year, I can provide enough food to feed all the countries and city-states on the west coast. In three to five years, the food production can even feed the entire Faerûn continent. After all, The farmers I use are all undead who don't need to eat or drink water, and never get tired."

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly and he gave an answer that shocked and disbelieving everyone present.

Because mastering the floating city of Plantia is equivalent to mastering all the land within the radiation range of the floating city, as well as the resources in all town warehouses.

The amount of grain stored alone is quite staggering.

Coupled with the large number of low-level undead recruited from surrounding cities and villages, restoring agricultural production is simply a simple matter.

And after inspecting the stored grain, he determined that the mutated viruses and bacteria would only infect animals and would not have any impact on plants.

At least the food stored in the warehouse is 100% harmless until it is contaminated by rotting corpses.

Upon hearing that Zuo Si could provide such a huge amount of food, the six-member council instantly realized that this could be a weapon against potential competitors.

After a brief discussion, the two sides quickly reached an agreement on launching a trade war by dumping grain into Sambia, and even spent a little time discussing the specific operational details.

Obviously, the six-person council was very interested in the source of these grains, and they kept making insinuations to inquire about it.

Because they knew that even if Zuo Si used a large number of undead as free labor, there would not be enough arable land in his jurisdiction.

Especially in Luskan in the north, the land is frozen for most of the year and is not suitable for farming at all.

Even if a large area of ​​wasteland is reclaimed, at best it can barely sustain its own consumption.

Although the climate of the Nelanser Islands is warm, most of the islands are too small to withstand storms. Food production is not stable at all and is often affected by heavy rains or typhoons.

But Zuo Si obviously would not reveal his identity as a planeswalker to these guys, so until the end, the six-person council could not get any useful information.

After he finished handling all these trivial matters, he came to the shell ship located deepest underground in the Mage Tower to check on the condition of the new mastermind.

Different from the previous deserted situation where only a few mind flayers were active nearby, with the unlimited supply of goblin werewolves, these terrifying creatures have rapidly multiplied through parasitism to a community of about four hundred.

After all, the main brain needs to feed on the larval mind flayer tadpoles to grow, and it also needs to integrate more mind flayer brains.

Therefore, it is very necessary to maintain a certain number of mind flayers.

But the highest authority here is always in the hands of the mind flayer who has been made into a summoned creature card.

The latter even had the authority to order and dispatch those undead creatures, forming an absolute suppression of the mind flayers that had just completed their transformation.

In fact, as long as you take a brief look at the situation around and inside the shell ship, you will find that the atmosphere here is completely different from the ordinary mind flayer community.

Normally a mind flayer would never establish a settlement surrounded by an army of undead.

Because their powerful mind control and charm abilities have no effect on these undead.

You don't need to ask to know that these undead armies stationed here were deliberately arranged by Zuo Si to intimidate and control this community of mind flayers.

Because he is not sure whether he can really control so many mind flayers by just planting a few moles, especially the mastermind who will become smarter and more powerful in the future.

The role of the undead is to swarm in and kill all the mind flayers who started the rebellion when the situation gets out of control, and then capture the mastermind who cannot move at all.

As soon as he entered the room where Brain Pool was located, a mind flayer quickly walked up and bowed respectfully.

"Master, according to your instructions, I have begun to build a psychic network and a large number of psychic equipment here. If nothing happens, it will be put into use in a few months."

"Good job. But compared to this, I am more concerned about whether the main brain has developed self-awareness yet?" Zuo Si asked bluntly.

The Mind Flayer waved its four tentacles and shook the huge octopus head: "Unfortunately, not yet. I think it may be because the original consciousness was stripped away before, so the new consciousness needs a period of brewing. Of course, if you are in a hurry, If so, I can directly order several new bodies to donate their brains to stimulate the birth of the main brain consciousness."

"No, no need, let's take it slow. Remember, if the master brain becomes self-aware, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

After saying that, Zuo Si stopped paying attention to the huge brain in his brain and turned his attention to the psychic manual being written aside.

Since he had become very interested in psychic powers a long time ago, he picked it up and browsed through it.

It turns out that this thing is completely different from ordinary books.

It didn't have any words on it, just a metal plate pieced together with some strange symbols.

Only through telepathy can we know the contents recorded inside.

Of course, there is another way to learn, which is to let the master brain directly instill the corresponding knowledge into yourself.

In addition to mind flayers, it may be difficult for users of psychic powers from other races to accept it.

Because this means completely opening up the spiritual world without defense.

If the mastermind has any evil intentions, it can even destroy its mind instantly, or directly rewrite all memories from birth to the present.

"Are these psychic manuals prepared for Isadora?" Zuo Si asked casually.

"Yes, these are all prepared for that human girl. She has very, very potential, and is even further along this path than most of my compatriots."

When saying these words, the Mind Flayer's tone revealed a hint of unabashed appreciation.

Especially the recent cloning of oneself has given it the illusion that this girl is not a human at all, but another better and more powerful mind flayer.

Because in the entire multi-far universe, no other race except the mind flayers would voluntarily give up their "self" and instead pursue a merged collective consciousness.

But Isadora did.

Not only did it happen, but it became even more aggressive and crazy.

The mind flayer in front of him was looking forward to what the girl would become after devouring thousands of himself.

Will it be like those masterminds that have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, full of wisdom that mortals cannot understand? How powerful will its spiritual power be?

Perhaps just one thought can control and change the thinking and memory of thousands of people...

"This is what I'm most worried about. Don't provide Isadora with too much technical support like psychic transformation in the future, otherwise one day she will become a real monster."

Thinking of the previous scene where he was surrounded by a dozen Isadoras, Zuo Si couldn't help but shiver.

That feeling was so weird that I couldn't help but start to wonder if there was something wrong with the way I trained it in the first place.

After all, he has been trying to restore this problem girl to normal. Not only does he spend a lot of time with her, but he also buys some beautiful skirts and clothes for her like an ordinary girl, and even the magic items she wears are as beautiful as possible. Make it beautiful, just like jewelry.

You must know that Zuo Si is an out-and-out pragmatist, which can be seen from the high-level magic items on his body that look very inconspicuous.

But unfortunately, all these efforts ultimately came to nothing.

The "normal" he expected never came to Isadora. Instead, she went further and further down the original path.

Now, even Zuo Si doesn't know what the girl will eventually become.

Because from the moment she copied herself, Isadora embarked on a terrifying evolutionary path.

Either you can successfully fuse all the personality fragments together and find your true "self", or you can be completely lost in this process of infinite division, devouring each other and fusion.

For a long time in the future, Zuo Si may have to face a girl whose personality and preferences change drastically every few weeks, and there are no rules to follow, everything is random.

"I'm very sorry, Master, you said it too late. That girl and her clones have learned all the knowledge about psychic powers from me. One of them is so crazy that he wants to try to dig himself out. The brain is then placed into the brain of another clone for fusion like a master brain."

The mind flayer carefully gave a message that was extremely bad.

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Brain fusion! Is this really possible?"

The Mind Flayer hesitated for a moment and quickly explained: "Theoretically it is possible.

Because Isadora is a psychic, so as long as she and her clones continue to devour each other until the psychic powers are powerful enough to rival the master brain, they can naturally use the technology I provided to directly fuse the brain.

But the problem is that the human body is obviously not enough to sustain the increasing size of the brain.

So in the end, he either chooses to give up his body and soak in the brain pool solution like the master brain, or he changes his body to become giant. "

"So why do you think Isadora can allow a large number of clones to coexist peacefully without having the idea of ​​killing each other?" Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask.

The mind flayer answered without thinking: "It's their subconscious attachment to you.

This strong attachment that cannot be described in words even transcends everything.

To give the simplest example, if you are interested in, or even prefer, one of these clones with a wild personality.

Then this individual will gain an unimaginable huge advantage in the future phagocytosis competition.

Other clones will subconsciously think that this is the type you like, so they deliberately let the other person devour you without resisting.

If one day you change your attitude and become interested in another person, the latter will quickly take the place of the former.

Simply put, your preferences are the key to determining Isadora's future character.

In the same way, you can also take advantage of this and cultivate it deliberately to finally get the results you want.

In short, this human girl has unimaginable plasticity and huge potential, and will definitely be your best and most loyal helper. "

After hearing these words, Zuo Si's mind immediately thought of a large number of development games he had played.

The common feature of these games is that the player's intervention can have a decisive impact on the growth of a certain character.

Obviously, Isadora, who has been mixed with the clones and cannot be identified at all, is currently in such an uncertain state as a "Schrödinger's cat".

If Zuo Si didn't interfere and let it change randomly, God knows what kind of troublesome yandere character he would develop in the end.

But if she interferes on a large scale, will Isadora still be herself?

Or will it completely become a plaything like a game character controlled by the player?

Headache!

At this moment, Zuo Si clearly felt what "dilemma" meant.

With this very contradictory feeling in his heart, he unknowingly came to Wilmes' lair.

As soon as he walked in, a wonderful shirtless scene suddenly appeared in his sight, which must have shocked Zuo Si.

I saw the male red dragon captured not long ago, Huendal, frantically cultivating a group of large animals.

His eyes were red, and his behavior was not under the control of reason at all. He was undoubtedly affected by some magic potion.

Near the animal pens on the other side of the dragon's lair, there are a large number of pregnant large animals and magical beasts imprisoned.

"What are you doing?" Zuo Si asked with the corner of his mouth twitching.

Wilmes puffed out a ball of sparks from his nose angrily and responded: "Don't you see? Of course, we are creating more red dragon races in order to obtain offspring that are stable enough and have genetic characteristics. When they grow up, After they mature, they will mate with the descendants of Bertorgas. According to past experience, only when two dragonborn from different sources combine, a stable dragonborn group will be born."

"I see. But does this frequency really matter? Why do I feel like this guy has lost a lot of weight?"

Zuo Si looked at Huendal, who was getting thinner day by day, with a little pity in his eyes.

The slightly bulging belly of this strong red dragon can no longer be seen at this moment, and the dragon's face, which was still fleshy, is obviously sunken. At a glance, it is obvious that it is caused by excessive sexual indulgence.

Of course, you can't blame him.

After all, anyone who was fed so many aphrodisiacs would become like this.

If it were a mortal, the behavior of reproducing offspring at such a high frequency would not last more than a few days before they would die.

But the giant dragon is a giant dragon after all, and there is no sign of weakness at all. It is still as powerful as a dragon, but it seems to have lost a lot of weight.

With Huendal's efforts, it won't be long before a large number of half-dragon creatures are born in the mage tower.

And because the shape of a half-dragon mutates completely randomly and does not follow any rules, even two half-dragon creatures born from the same mother may look different.

Maybe one has wings and the other doesn't.

As a result, it became crucial to obtain the desired half-dragon form through mass production, and then continue to pass on this part of the gene to future generations.