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"What are you talking about?"

Xiang Shen's expression of losing his wits was like a salted fish that has been bombarded by five thunders.

The meaning of bodily fluid, is it what he thought?

Does he want to do a good deed with good intentions, and also contribute his own integrity?

Probably noticing Xiang Shen's panic, the team leader comforted him: "Don't worry, the bodily fluids I'm talking about basically refer to blood, but judging from the current situation, saliva and semen seem to be okay, although from Biologically, they are not included in bodily fluids."

Xiang Shen: "..."

What you said is tantamount to talking in vain, and it even had the opposite effect.

"However," the team leader suddenly gasped again, "we still need to conduct detailed research on the specific operation process, and we will not be able to give an implementation plan for a while. Mr. Xiang, follow me to the collection room of the base Let’s save the genetic samples here, let’s go here first today.”

"……it is good."

Xiang Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

He absently followed behind the team leader, all the way down to the deepest part of the base.

But when the elevator door opened, the scene he saw shocked him so much that he was speechless.

Not because of several unformed baby embryos floating in the huge transparent container;

And because in the center of the laboratory, in that huge dormant chamber, there is lying quietly a person whom Xiang Shen is very familiar with——

His Royal Highness.

He is the young version of Ying Sheng, who looks about twelve or thirteen years old. Except for his age, he is almost the same as the Crown Prince in his early twenties.

The boy's soft and slender hair floated in the nutrient solution, his eyes were closed, his expression was serene, his hands were crossed on his abdomen, and there was even a faint smile on his young and immature face.

It's as if I'm just immersed in a long dream and don't want to wake up.

Xiang Shen stammered: "He, he is..."

"This is our SW370 project," the team leader looked at the sleeping boy over there, showing a faint bitter smile, "abbreviation, artificial human project."

"Zulongxing's technological level cannot break the nanotechnology blockade on His Highness the Prince, but we must be responsible for the safety of the people, so when His Highness was eight years old, His Majesty passed the human cloning plan. Once His Highness... At least, there are still people who can to replace him."

"I am the leader of this project," he pursed his pale lips, "as the team leader of Zulongxing's scientific research department, this is the shame of my life."

Xiang Shen was silent.

After a while, he asked softly, "Then, does he know about this plan?"

Xiang Shen didn't say who that "he" was, but the two people present knew it well.

"How could you not know," the group leader sighed, "His Highness has been a thoughtful child since he was a child, but he always likes to talk tough and try to be brave. This also follows his mother."

queen...

Xiang Shen thought of the photo he had taken before. Without further ado, he immediately turned on his optical brain and flipped out the photo.

"Help me adjust the brightness and clarity to the highest," he said quickly, "Adjust the angle by 180 degrees, yes, plus sharpen—"

"..."

Looking at the restored picture, Xiang Shen slowly closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

Out of politeness, the team leader didn't pry into his privacy, but just asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Shen opened his eyes and smiled, "Let's go, finish early, maybe I can catch up to deliver dinner to His Highness, he has an evening class today."

*———*———*

To say that the most convenient place in the interstellar era is the highly developed transportation.

Xiang Shen carefully packed the lunch box, and carried the box on his back with a humming sound, just like a delivery guy delivering a courier.

Kunpeng Express, 3 minutes in place, the mission will be achieved!

As the sun was setting, among the crowd, Ying Sheng quickly grabbed his collar.

"Going off track! Why are you running so fast?"

"..." Xiang Shen laughed sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while, but why did you change your clothes, Your Highness? I remember you weren't wearing this one this morning."

"It's practical class at night," Ying Sheng said, "The clothes are distributed uniformly."

The actual combat course is a public course offered by all universities on Zulongxing since the Zerg invasion. It teaches students how to protect themselves and their families in a crisis situation, as well as some basic fighting and gun skills. It is a military course.

Xiang Shen took a serious look at him.

Ying Sheng was wearing a soft, close-fitting army green short sleeve on his upper body. The sleeves were stretched tightly by the muscles on his arms. His lower body was covered with black overalls that covered his slender and straight legs. He also stepped on a pair of high Help boots.A bag is slung across his shoulders, and he is holding it in his pocket with both hands. With his height of 1.8 meters and his figure, he is so cool.

He was a little envious, and comforted himself: "It's okay, I'm still developing."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince raised his eyebrows suspiciously, his eyes moved down, and his eyes gradually became playful.

"This size... is not possible, is it?"

"I said height!"

Xiang Shen was furious, and put the box on his back on the ground forcefully: "It's a pity that I brought food here specially, if I don't eat it, I will fall down!"

A man can't say fast, and he can't say small, this bastard actually stepped on the thunder!

Ying Sheng bent down, opened the box and took a look, with a smile in his eyes.

"Thank you."

"……Humph."

He led Shen to the roof of the teaching building, spread out the tablecloth, opened the lunch box, and finished this very artistic dinner in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"What is this practical class about?" Xiang Shen asked him before entering the gymnasium.

"Divide into classes first," Ying Sheng replied, "Humans and aliens have different teaching methods."

Of course Ying Sheng and Xiang Shen belonged to different races, and they were taught by a bald teacher who spoke in a rough voice.

He claimed to be surnamed Lu, and his ancestors had some relationship with Lu Zhishen who pulled up willows upside down. He went to the lakeside to demonstrate it to everyone on the spot, and was scolded severely by the supervisor who rushed to him.

Xiang Shen asked, isn't Lu Zhishen a character in a novel, but since all the dragons have come out, it's really no big deal to pull up a tree.

"You must learn to control your talents and use them flexibly!" Master Lu glared at them with those copper bell-like eyes, and said in a nasty voice, "When the Zerg invaded more than ten years ago, most of the alien students back then On the battlefield, they are the heroes and backbone of Zulongxing! Now, you can too!"

A group of students were excited by what he said, and applauded enthusiastically.

"First of all, the goal of our first lesson is two - to learn to freely transform the prototype, and to find your own strengths and give full play to it!"

Master Lu issued an order, and there was a "boom" in the spacious venue, all kinds of monsters and ghosts appeared in their prototypes, including alpacas, mules, sloths and bastards, Shen was dumbfounded.

But among them, the dragon body of His Royal Highness is the most domineering. A dragon occupies nearly half of the space in the gymnasium. When staring at people condescendingly, a suffocating sense of oppression almost hits the face.

Master Lu stared at Shen: "What are you doing? Why doesn't it change?"

Xiang Shen looked up at the nearly [-]-meter-high ceiling.

"...I'm sorry, but I can't afford the repairs."

However, Master Lu doesn't seem to want to give up on Xiang Shen, a good young man. Even if he heard that he is not a student of Zulong Academy, he still insists on completing his next goal——

"Can't you swallow it? Then let me see your strength!"

Xiang Shen: "..."

It's been a long time since he heard such a bold request, so well, I'll satisfy you.

But he originally thought that this top-notch Master Lu would overdraft Zulong Academy's food expenses for the next year and the next year, but he never expected that he actually dragged a few sets from the research room. Fighting mechs, ask yourself to have a real fight with them!

Ying Sheng immediately turned back into a human body, and stopped in front of Xiang Shen with a cold face: "Impossible, this is letting him die!"

These battle mechs are all real ones that came back from the battlefield. Although they are not equipped with cannons, the lethality of cold weapons alone is enough to destroy a small Zerg fleet. It is enough for ordinary students to deal with one. Not to mention several sets?

Xiang Shen was very eager to try. He looked at the graduate students who were fighting with a mecha in full swing, staring at the core power source of the mecha, and drooled.

To tell the truth, he smelled a strong smell of chocolate.

"Let me try it," he volunteered instead.

If the conjectures of those researchers are correct, then I really—

The world is invincible!