Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

Although the genetic technology of the Grammer Empire is advanced and many people can freely modulate the genes of genetic warriors, all genetic warriors are actually based on a fixed and stable template.

The creator of that template was Nan Dou's teacher Nia. The first batch of genetic warriors, including Nan Dou and Titania, were born based on the genetic template she created.

This template was subsequently adjusted by Nan Dou and became so perfect that there was no room for optimization.

Perhaps within the empire, cases of clones hurting people are common, and that's because someone circumvented the underlying rule that clones cannot hurt people when modulating their genes.

But Nandou is different. As the creator of the genetic template, he engraved his own and Titania's information into the genetic template in a way that ordinary people could hardly imagine. If there is any interference, the genetic template will collapse directly.

There is only one way to circumvent this iron rule at the bottom of the genes, and that is to use long-range weapons to attack without the knowledge of the genetic warriors.

Under the current circumstances, this is naturally absolutely impossible to achieve.

But it just means they can't hurt Nan Dou, and Nan Dou doesn't have the ability to command them.

It’s not that Nan Dou doesn’t want to write absolute command instructions into the template, but the parliament won’t allow it.

All in all, Nan Dou was not afraid at all in this turmoil. Although he took action on a whim, he also considered the subsequent developments.

"That guy deserved to die for provoking Dr. Nan Dou. You little guys who haven't been assigned a colony planet, get out of here right away. If you cause trouble, your family will never give you a colony planet in this lifetime."

Driven by Rodom, the two walked towards the Imperial Palace in the center of the manor in front of many guests.

Just as Rodom said, the guys who can stay on the ancestral planet every day are all idiots with no ability and are not valued by their respective families.

To put it bluntly, even if all the people present were added together, they could not compare to Nan Dou in a single ounce.

Rodom knew this clearly, and so did the old guys watching this scene in the Imperial Palace.

"You have changed too..."

Nan Dou suddenly felt a little bored. Time flew by, and a hundred years passed in a hurry. The Rodom who had only scientific research in his mind was no longer there.

Perhaps his technique has improved, but it is no longer as pure as it once was.

The Imperial Palace looks luxurious from the outside, like a perfect work of art, and this feeling becomes even stronger once you enter.

During the time that Nandou was a member of the Chiming tribe, he traveled to various civilizations and saw various distinctive buildings.

It can be said that the Imperial Palace is a legendary building built by the Grammer Empire with the full strength of its civilization.

This is much more upscale than an ordinary queen's palace.

"Welcome, Dr. Nan Dou, please follow me. The congressmen have been waiting for a long time."

A woman in a suit with a gentle expression took Nan Dou away instead of Luodom.

"Nandou, see you later."

Rodom watched Nan Dou leave, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Nan Dou walked along an obsidian-paved corridor. The white light in the corridor shone on the floor, which was slightly dazzling.

"Crack!"

Soon, Nan Dou walked to a big door, which slowly opened, and dazzling light came from behind the door.

Nan Dou's vision was not affected. He stared directly at the light without stopping and stepped into the room behind the door without fear.

"Wow!"

Just after Nan Dou entered the room, the door that was slowly opening behind him suddenly fell down.

Nan Dou didn't even look back, but walked up to the "position" prepared for him in the parliament with his head held high.

A "judgment platform" paved with the fur of precious species and as big as several football fields!

A seat surrounded on three sides stood alone in the venue, illuminated by multiple spotlights.

This scene did not cause any fluctuation in Nan Dou's heart. He walked up calmly and sat down in the seat.

Nan Dou looked around and saw a layer of golden energy wall covering the three-meter-high walls around him, blocking his vision.

"Thum! Thug! Thumb!"

With the rhythmic sounds of turning off the lights, all the light sources around Nan Dou disappeared, leaving only a few facing his seat.

The originally golden energy wall also dimmed a little, and human-shaped shadows appeared on the energy wall.

"Dr. Nan Dou, long time no see, you are still as arrogant as ever."

"But isn't it a bit too much to hurt someone for no reason at a banquet?"

Like a court trial, the huge voice questioned Nan Dou angrily.

Listening to the endless voices surrounding him, Nan Dou sighed. When the Emperor's Palace was first built, his opinion was sought, but now it has become a place for interrogation.

Nan Dou was too lazy to respond to the voice, and everyone could see the indifference on his face.

After a long time, the person who raised the question continued: "Very good, Dr. Nan Dou, now you don't even give me face."

"That's enough, Normar. It's just a useless descendant of a family who died. Don't hold on to it."

"Anyway, you are strong and healthy, and you can give birth to dozens of children a year."

"you……"

Another voice with obvious sarcasm sounded, making Normar a little angry.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. You're already old, but you're making a fool of yourself for Dr. Nan Dou."

Another familiar voice of Nan Dou sounded, and the two people who were about to quarrel calmed down instantly.

I don’t know who designed it, but when people on the viewing platform talk, the sound completely covers the area where Nan Dou is, and the listeners’ heads are buzzing.

The owner of the last voice is Robert, the current head of Rodom's family and Rodom's biological father.

"Mr. Robert, is this the way you are going to talk to me?"

Nandou asked calmly, crossing his hands on the table.

"Hahaha, sorry, Dr. Nandou, we were discussing something just now, and I was ignorant and forgot to close the viewing barrier."

Robert laughed heartily, and the golden barrier on the stands disappeared.

The scene on the stands finally appeared clearly in Nan Dou's eyes.

Members of different parliamentary families, dressed in different clothes and with different expressions, sat in various places in the stands.

Nan Dou knew some of them, and some of them he had never seen before.

However, there is one thing that is very consistent, that is, the people sitting here like Shan Fan are all quite old.

Maybe some people look very young, like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, but Nan Dou can smell the decaying breath of life on him.

Appearance can be changed through genetic modulation, but the essence of life is not so easy to change.

"You summoned me to Zuxing on purpose, there must be something important. I don't want to waste my time on useless things. Please get started."

Nan Dou was still willing to give a certain amount of respect to Rodom's father, but that didn't mean his mood got better.

Most of the families in the Grammer Empire have committed numerous blood debts during their journey to colonize planets.

They don't care what the natives of the colonized planet do. This is how the universe is. The weak have no human rights.

A weak civilization can only blame itself for being bullied by a stronger one.

Especially in this wild area developed by the Grammer Empire, no one cares.

Nandou's hatred for the Council Houses only comes from Nia's death and their mistreatment of the Gene Warriors.

Although those genetic warriors were not Nandou's creations, the genetic templates in their bodies were, and are Nia's last relics.

Imagine that you are a writer, and someone re-creates your work to an incredible degree, and the character you poured your heart and soul into becomes a villain or a victim.

The viewer may be extremely excited, but that definitely does not include the author himself, unless the author is also an unsolvable pervert.

At least Nan Dou is not that kind of person. Watching the perfect genetic template he created being altered into all kinds of outrageous appearances over the past hundred years, the anger in his heart grew.

To this day, Nan Dou has been somewhat indifferent about this.

This doesn't mean he is used to it, but rather that he is preparing for a big wave.