Chapter 154

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"See that? This is called professional! The Foundation specializes in this line of work, corpse collection, cleaning up the scene, one-stop service... I'll put in an ad here, our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor one-stop service, second person half price! Professionally, we definitely don't lose to the Foundation!" Three

"Why is there a funeral streamer here? Too unlucky, blocked, blocked.")

"I'm more curious about how the Foundation will deal with these three corpses next; will they take them back directly? Or deal with them here and bury them on the spot?"

"Eighty percent chance they'll take them back; 'Containment-009' is too serious a hazard to the environment, one slip-up and all previous efforts will be wasted."

"Let's not talk about those three unlucky guys for now; I'm more curious about how the Foundation carries out civil engineering work. As a miserable civil engineering dog, I want to see how the Foundation's peers do concrete pouring."

"It's fine, they are all clones, no need to worry about buying a house, getting married, having children, or retirement; losing them might be even more common than D-class personnel."

"Don't say it, the civil engineering dog is already autistic."

Compared to the divergent thinking of the viewers, Jing Yuan paid more attention to those clone soldiers.

Their steps, movements, and expressions were almost exactly the same, simply carved from the same mold.

Or rather, copied and pasted.

Jing Yuan's golden eyes narrowed, as narrow and long as a blade.

Clones generally come in two types.

One type only ensures genetic consistency and has a complete growth and development process.

This process may be faster than ordinary people, or it may be the same as ordinary people.

The other type is assembly-line production.

Their bodies will grow rapidly under the action of various hormones, turning from embryos to adults in just a few months, or even just a few weeks.

Although the body is mature, their brains are blank.

After this, it is the process of forced indoctrination of personality by various learning devices.

If it is the latter.

Then, these clone soldiers are just consumables designed to be produced on an assembly line.

Furthermore, the Foundation's war potential would far exceed his initial assumptions!

Jing Yuan tapped his index finger on the chessboard, squeezed his somewhat dry eyes, and looked at the garden in the night.

If the Foundation could really mass-produce clone soldiers like this.

Then.

This force, in terms of war, could be directly compared to the Zerg.

Imagine.

When two civilizations go to war.

One side is limited by human ethics, and every soldier is a living individual.

Once killed in battle, they can never wake up again; their comrades will be sad, their families will cry and be sad.

While the other side can copy the consciousness of certain elite soldiers and mass-produce them as consumables.

Even edit their consciousness, making them fearless of death, knowing no pain, only knowing how to obey orders and fight the enemy.

What a terrifying scene this would be.

As the war progresses, the Xianzhou soldiers become fewer and fewer, eventually the population withers, social order collapses, and civilization crumbles.

While the Foundation's soldiers walk off the assembly line one after another.

As long as the Foundation can guarantee material supply and organic matter recycling, their soldiers will evolve again and again in constant death.

A literal swarm.

"Fortunately... the Foundation has no intention of dominating the universe..."

Jing Yuan stretched his hands, did a few twists, and moved his body.

The swarm, that is a natural disaster no less than the "Lord of Destruction" (Xianzhou's name for "Destruction") legion.

The "Aeon of Propagation", known as the "Lord of Swarm", only fell after the joint efforts of several Aeons.

"If possible, never being enemies is the best policy."

Thinking this, Jing Yuan cast his gaze back to the light screen.

Intending to see how the Foundation deals with the natural disasters brought by "Containment-009" and how it deals with contaminated corpses.

The next scene.

Was something even this Divine Strategist had not expected.

Just see.

On the pure white snow, a circle was drawn, containing various complex symbols.

Six metal "coffins", three on the left and three on the right, were arranged on the ring.

Such a scene had nothing to do with science or technology in any sense.

Instead, it had entered the realm of metaphysics and mysticism.

Under Robert's command.

The three ice sculptures were placed into the metal coffins on the left, while on the right, three humanoid monsters were placed respectively.

They were wearing heavy armor, and flames were burning on their bodies.

After the scene was set up, Robert looked at the C-class researcher on the side and asked:

"Confirm that their souls haven't 'collapsed'?"

The researcher nodded and answered in a positive tone:

"Yes, sir."

After receiving a positive answer, this Level 4 agent took out a crystal-clear crystal from his bosom and placed it in the center of the entire magic circle..

At this moment, everyone saw light.

A kind of clear light, as if transcending all space and time, burst forth from everywhere.

The magic circle was activated accordingly.

Silently, the "Red Ice" on the three ice sculptures began to disappear out of thin air.

And on the three flame monsters, "Red Ice" constantly appeared out of thin air, freezing and wrapping them.

The next second.

The three people who should have been hideous, covered in wounds, and died long ago.

There was not a trace of "Red Ice" on their bodies.

Their complexions had even returned to a ruddy state, and their fingers began to twitch subconsciously, ready to wake up at any time.

And the three flame monsters turned into three ice sculptures.

Before long, their vitality dissipated, and their severely eroded bodies collapsed on the spot, turning into light spots and disappearing.

This was a scene that could be called a miracle.

All the viewers were shocked together.

The Foundation still has such means?

Could it be that the Foundation has long been able to reverse life and death and achieve immortality through this means?

"Fuck! I always thought the Foundation was a place that talked about science, why did it suddenly start playing with magic?"

"I think this kind of ritual is essentially no different from asking for blessings from an Aeon, but this also shows one problem: the Foundation's Administrator has a quite high status."

"Damn, I also want to learn this kind of ritual..."

Seeing that the ritual was completed.

The Space Marine walked to Robert's side and said in a deep voice:

"Every time I see such a ritual, I am shocked by the great power possessed by the Administrator."

Robert waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to quickly weld the metal coffins containing the "Red Ice" shut.

Afterwards, he tidied up his slightly wrinkled coat and replied:

"Of course."

"However, it's mainly because according to the Foundation's laws, these guys don't reach the level of D-class personnel."

"Otherwise, who cares about them."

"Also, this containment object isn't that dangerous, their souls haven't been contaminated."

"Otherwise, once the soul collapses, suffers reality distortion, encounters anti-meme contamination, or touches certain divinity, even if you want to save them, you can't."

While speaking.

The three brothers lying in the coffins slowly opened their eyes, their eyes a bit dull, seemingly completely unaware of what had happened or what the current situation was 2.9.

Afterwards.