At that ti, it might be possible to explain a large number of biological weapons as a new tribe coming from the North Wilderness—this tribe has always lived in the impoverished and barren depths of the North Wilderness, rarely interacting with the outside world, so they are not known to people. The mbers of this tribe are taciturn, not good at communication, but strong and loyal, extrely excellent warriors, and extrely excellent subjects.
If nothing unexpected happens, these tribespeople will continue to live in the North Wilderness. But recently, due to the worsening environnt in the North Wilderness, food production cannot sustain the tribe’s continuation. So these tribespeople, batch by batch, leave the North Wilderness and co to Shalin, the place closest to the North Wilderness, becoming new subjects.
Hmm... this explanation is good... I’ll refine it later, then go to the North Wilderness and create so "evidence," which should last a long ti... Richard nodded thoughtfully, once again looking at the crystal ball placed on the table.
For now, the explanation about biological weapons isn’t needed; the current crucial task is to make the biological weapons more human-like, otherwise, they can only live in closed areas forever.
Inside the crystal ball is the mory of biological weapons that he had the Witch Demon Elder extract for him. By studying these mories, one can understand so reactions and thinking patterns of biological weapons, thereby deriving ideas for improvent.
Holding the crystal ball in his hand, Richard quickly examined and studied it once more, raised his eyebrows, and had an idea.
He put down the crystal ball, got up, walked to the wall, and opened a wooden box on the wall table, inside which was a thirty-centiter square crystal.
The surface of the crystal is inscribed with complex magic runes. It is a recent creation, a communication device, but due to being a prototype, its stability is not very high, and its use is subject to many restrictions. But the advantage cannot be ignored; it can directly transmit images, achieving effects similar to face-to-face communication.
"Bang!"
Richard placed one hand on it, infusing energy, activating the crystal, and with a "buzz," ripples appeared inside the crystal, followed by the image of Tin Wood.
Tin Wood looked sowhat distorted but it did not affect the speech.
It seems that the communication interrupted Tin Wood doing sothing, so Tin Wood was sowhat displeased, snorting, "Hey, kid, it’s already night, why are you looking for ?"
"It’s regarding the matter of your biological weapon production. I have already received and studied the first batch of biological weapons for so ti, and found many defects among them. So for the second batch you’re making in small quantities, I’d like you to try making so adjustnts." Richard said.
"Like what?" Tin Wood asked.
"For example, in terms of appearance, continue to increase diversity, don’t make them too similar, otherwise multiple biological weapons appearing together will cause panic. After all, people can barely believe twins or triplets, but five-tuplets, six-tuplets, even ten-tuplets, are too frightening.
Secondly, as for their vocal organs, they don’t need to be as fine as human ones, but it’s best if they can produce a few words with strong emotional coloration—’yes’, ’no’, ’okay’, ’not okay’, ’scram’, etc.
Third...
Fourth..."
Richard spoke for a long ti, almost every point he raised aid at making the biological weapons more like humans.
After listening to him, Tin Wood pondered for a while before speaking: "Are you aware that the improvents you propose will weaken their combat abilities in many aspects? I think this isn’t rational. At least, when you’re ready to wage war or attack a country, using unmodified biological weapons will be much easier."
"Of course, I know this." Richard nodded, not refuting, "I understand that so of their improvents do indeed weaken combat abilities. But I don’t actually need their combat abilities to reach the limit; it’s sufficient as long as they maintain a relatively high level. From my perspective, their greatest function is in maintaining order in the early stages, ensuring Shalin’s developnt. If any large-scale war breaks out, trust ... I will have better ways to handle it.
In fact, I’ve always thought that determining the outco of a war simply by numbers and competing individual combat abilities is outdated. Advanced warfare doesn’t need many people; it only requires pressing a few buttons, issuing a few instructions, and everything is over."
"Are you sure?" Tin Wood listened and did not fully grasp the concept, slightly doubtful, but did not delve deeper into the topic. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Suit yourself, anyway, within the next twenty years, you can follow your wishes and have produce all the biological weapons that are possible—I promised this initially, and won’t break it.
Very well, if there are no questions, I’ll proceed according to your requested improvents to produce the second batch of biological weapons in small quantities. But since you want many aspects altered, the production ti won’t be short this ti, so be psychologically prepared."
"Okay, notify once production is complete, I’ll arrange for soone to receive and manage them."
"Alright." Tin Wood replied and without further ado, directly cut off communication.
Richard followed suit, closing the communication device, packing up the box, returning to the table where he was earlier, preparing to continue with other tasks.
Then suddenly the door was pushed open, and Bi Bi walked in.
"Sothing up?" Richard raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Wasn’t it you who called over?" Bi Bi questioned curiously, "I recall you said to find you at night."
"But I ant for you to co tomorrow night." Richard said.
"Really?" Bi Bi blinked, counting on her fingers several tis, sticking out her tongue and said, "Okay, it was my mistake in counting, so... shall I co tomorrow night instead?"
"Never mind." Richard waved his hand, "You’re here now, let’s handle it today. It’s better to get things done earlier."
"Oh." Bi Bi nodded indifferently, then looked over asking, "So what’s the matter?"
"It’s about your mory." Richard said, "You still rember, I’ve asked you to consider whether or not to restore your previous mories, right?"
"I rember." Bi Bi nodded, becoming rare serious when it was about this matter, her expression becoming very solemn.
"Now, after this period of research, I’ve made so breakthroughs in mory restoration." Richard said, "Restoring your mory now would result in less damage and risk, it’s a good opportunity. If you’re still uncertain and want to wait, then you’ll have to wait until my next research breakthrough, but it’s hard to say when exactly it will be. In any case, the choice is yours."
"Then..." Bi Bi hesitated for a bit, pondered for a mont before looking up with curiosity and probing, "Should I just give it a try?"
"You’ve decided?"
"Well... must try sooner or later, right?" Bi Bi said, "After all, that’s part of my past, I can’t just pretend it doesn’t exist at all. Given that, I’ll give it a try."
"If that’s what you think, then let’s start. You can lie down over there now." Richard pointed to an empty table beside him, "I’ll prepare and formally restore your mory. The process won’t be very painful, but there might be so dizziness, try to endure it."
"Okay." Bi Bi nodded gently, walked to the table Richard pointed to, lightly jumped up to sit on it, and lay down quietly to wait.
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