The full-level boss crosses into the Three Kingdoms

The people from the Genome arrived soon, saluted Pei Sheng, and then gathered around the broken test tube, processing it quickly and silently.

Seeing their actions, Pei Jing couldn't help asking, "Can this set of genes still be used? Can a person be cloned?"

The leader of Genome paused, raised his glasses to hide the complexity in his eyes, lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes."

Pei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "Please!"

Seeing Pei Cheng's cold face, the head of the Genome Group hurriedly backed away from him, and quietly approached Cecil and asked, "Cecil's special assistant, what does the Patriarch mean? Is it true that people are cloned?"

Cecil's complexion was not good, and he nodded reluctantly when he heard the words, and after thinking about it, he said, "You should make a show first, and the progress will be slowed down a bit, but you must submit a progress report every week."

The team leader nodded, "I'm right when you say that. I don't dare to appear next to the second son now. The Patriarch's eyes are too scary. Who would have thought that I would be so frightened when I have such a technical level."

"You really shouldn't show up." Cecil patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Just report it to me, and I'll pass it on to the Patriarch."

The team leader was taken aback for a moment, then understood in an instant, and couldn't help but sighed, "Why bother Patriarch?"

Cecil narrowed his eyes and looked at Pei Sheng in the distance, "Who says it's not."

A week later, the first genetic report was handed over to Pei Cheng. The young man who had lost a lot of weight this week showed a lot of fatigue. He asked Cecil to bring lunch and push a wheelchair to Pei Jing's house. Went to the room, knocked lightly on the door, "Xiao Jing, it's time for lunch."

There was no sound inside, Pei Cheng frowned, and ordered, "Pry it open for me!"

Cecil moved in response, and the door was quickly opened, and they found the teenager huddled under the blanket.

Pei Cheng sighed, leaned close to the other person and touched his forehead, at least he didn't have a fever.Now that the child was asleep, he asked Cecil to pack the business into his brain and sit by the boy's bed to deal with things.He looked at the boy who unconsciously moved his face closer to him, with a trace of bitterness on his lips, and gently hugged him into his arms.

It seems to have returned to the distant past.

He was exhausted under Pei Yan's left and right pincers, and when he came back to hold his brother for a while, all the fatigue would be swept away.

However, his Xiaojing is different from Pei Yan's!

During those 300 years, he countered the conservatives bit by bit, dealt with family affairs, and watched the teenagers in the small world from a distance.That little guy gradually became more comfortable from being panicked at the beginning, and at the same time as those abilities grew, there was also hatred for him.so tired...

Faced with Xiaojing's hatred every day...

Every one of those eyes can upset him to death.

Now that Xiao Jing who refuses to see him, refuses to eat, and refuses to let her go, what is the difference between the hatred in those worlds?No, now it makes him even more uneasy. In the past, the boy would try his best to take care of himself, but now, this person is punishing him through self-torture.

Is that ancient man that important?

Pei Cheng closed his eyes slightly, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He suddenly realized, no matter how clearly, that his Xiaojing would never have the love he expected for him in this life.

Pei Jing frowned slightly and rubbed against his neck, half opened his eyes, and found himself in his arms and immediately got up and shrank to the side, his brows turned cold, "What are you doing here?"

Pei Sheng paused his hand, turned off the optical brain, picked up the document on the side and shook it in front of him, "About the initial progress of the cloning plan for that pile of minced meat, do you want to see it?"

The boy's eyes fixed on the folder, and he raised his eyes for a while, "What do you want?"

"I think you're in love with me." Pei Cheng looked at the young man sadly, and sure enough, he heard the other party's indifferent answer, "Impossible."

He smiled lightly, "I guess, eat obediently, and I'll show you after eating." He took the bowl from Cecil and added, "Let's make a deal, you obediently eat three meals a day, don't Avoid me, I will show you the next progress report, otherwise, I will order them to stop this research and destroy all genes."

"You!" Pei Jing raised his eyes angrily, he paused, pursed his lips silently, and frowned slightly, "Yeah."

"Come on, bro, hello."

Pei Jing frowned even tighter, "Your majestic patriarch, is there nothing else?"

Pei Cheng chuckled, "What's more important than you? No matter how busy you were back then, brother would play with Xiao Jing for a long time."

The boy frowned deeply, trying to take the food, but someone hid him, and finally took a bite of the rice with that hand.

Forget it, for Wen Ruo!

... also for the protection of this person for so many years.

Pei Cheng's pupils gradually darkened. He handed the dishes to Cecil, and unexpectedly leaned over to steal a kiss. The boy pushed him away until he became furious, with a calm expression, "You always have to wipe your mouth after a meal. Why don't I use a handkerchief?" easy to use?"

Pei Jing trembled slightly, "Shameless!"

After Pei Cheng paused, his younger brother seemed to have learned something else from that Mr. Xun. He nodded with a blank expression, "Well, remember to come down for dinner."

He steered the wheelchair to go out, his eyebrows sank inch by inch, his heart seemed to be stuffed into a stone, and he tightly held the armrest of the wheelchair.

His Xiaojing has traces of others, from body to spirit... it no longer belongs to him.

He had never gotten what he wanted in his life, but he never thought that the most deadly stab was stabbed by his own brother.But...he smiled lowly, even if he couldn't get it, he wouldn't let others have a chance to get it!

Time passed slowly, and Pei Jing finally came down to finish his meal, otherwise his brother might really destroy all the genes.

He knew how despicable he was, and he knew how much Pei Cheng cared about him, so he used himself as a bet, and it depended on when that person compromised and when he weighed the pros and cons and agreed to him.

Sure enough, Pei Sheng restrained himself a lot, except for the occasional actions that should not exist, he would even take him over to take over core businesses such as projection and aircraft, and take him to the genome to observe the progress of cloning.They also finally returned to a little brotherhood.

However, he ignored the most critical point, love is exclusive, and no third person will be allowed to exist.

"Patriarch, Second Young Master, now we have passed the first stage of cloning, the experimental subject has become a baby, you see—"

Pei Jing lightly pressed the glass and looked at the baby in the nutrient solution, a sense of dislocation and absurd panic rose from the bottom of his heart.

This is... Wen Ruo?

This shouldn't be Wen Ruo's!

Wen Ruo should be a gentle and stubborn gentleman, but how could it be the baby in front of him who is slightly red and curled up like a shrimp?

Pei Cheng looked up at him indifferently, frowned slightly and raised his hand.

The leader of the Genome Group went around from behind and carried the baby in front of Pei Jing, "Second Young Master, do you want to give me a hug?"

"No!" Pei Jing refused in a panic, and took a step back, "No need."

"This is the most perfect experimental body copied according to the genes you provided, don't you really want to see it?"

"The most perfect...one?" Pei Jing couldn't believe it, "How many copies have you made?"

"One hundred." The team leader looked down, "Fifty died, and 35 died at birth. This is the healthiest one among the remaining fifteen."

He turned around and waved his hand, the iron gate on the side was opened, and a hundred cylindrical mediums filled with dark green nutrient solution were arranged in an orderly manner, with a pink thing in the middle, either an embryo, or a semi- A formed baby, or a child already in human form...

Pei Jing's face gradually turned pale, and he turned around abruptly, covering his mouth and retching.

... These ... are all Wen Ruo?

Pei Cheng lowered his eyes and covered his sleeves, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Since Xiaojing can't stop Xiaojing's desire to clone, let him see how these embryos develop one by one, use these things to completely replace the appearance of the person in his mind, and finally let him give up that relationship by himself.

This is what is called a soldier who surrenders without fighting.

He took the boy's hand, pulled him into his arms and gently stroked his back, "Xiaojing, what you want to do, I have done it for you very seriously. When these babies are formed, you can choose the one that is the best." I like it, the rest..." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Brother will send it to your room."

"No need!" Pei Jing glanced away in disgust, "Let them grow here! From now on, just give me a progress report, and don't bring me here anymore!"

Pei Cheng nodded cheerfully, "Okay! I'll listen to you."