Chapter 397

"But Doctor, you said that cloned soldiers have huge flaws. Not only can the lifespan problem not be solved, but their innate mental power is fixed, and they cannot practice Star Mind Power." General Xu frowned again and said.

"Yes, no matter how perfect a clone is, once it is cloned, its mental power cannot be changed, even if it practices Star Mind Power.

And according to the law of conservation of energy, the more powerful and perfect a clone is, the longer the cultivation time, and the more resources it consumes. With the power of Blue Star, it is impossible to manufacture high-level clones in large quantities, otherwise, in the future, Blue Star would not be so lacking in formal mecha pilots." Chen Boshi replied helplessly.

"It seems that clones can indeed only be used as bottom-level troops. High-level mecha pilots can only be slowly cultivated from ordinary people." General Xu sighed and said.

"Yes, elite mecha pilots are easier to talk about. As long as formal mecha pilots hone themselves more and experience more battles, they can always slowly improve to this level.

But wanting to cultivate star-level mecha pilots is completely different.

First of all, those who can practice Star Mind Power are originally a very small number of people with naturally strong mental power, and cultivating Star Mind Power is only a prerequisite for star-level mecha pilots.

The so-called star-level mecha pilots in 'Star River' now actually only satisfy the basic conditions for piloting star-level mechas in terms of mental power. Although they have also been awarded the title of star-level mecha pilot in the game, in reality, piloting star-level mechas is not such an easy thing.

In our period, star-level mecha pilots represented the ultimate power of the Alliance. Every time an additional star-level mecha pilot emerged, it meant that we humans had one more glimmer of hope to survive.

Fortunately, you now have our advance warning. I hope that when the disaster arrives, you can cultivate more star-level mecha pilots." Chen Boshi said with a bitter smile.

"I hope so. We have also been working hard in this direction, hoping that Blue Star can really survive this great catastrophe." General Xu replied in a low voice.

Chen Boshi nodded, looked at the huge screen, and said nothing more.

I saw the two soldiers wearing silver armor on the huge screen, holding sharp blades flashing with electric light in their hands, and they began to hack at each other with "ping-ping-pong-pong" sounds, still showing no signs of fatigue.

"It seems that the newly developed third-generation berserk potion is very effective." General Xu muttered.

In the British Union, one hundred meters deep underground in a huge castle, in a huge metal room built with thick steel plates.

A golden-haired, blue-eyed woman was looking into the room through the only transparent bulletproof glass window of the metal room.

I saw that in the center of the metal room, on a long silver table, lay a skeleton that was white and crystalline all over.

The skeleton's hands and feet were all locked to both sides of the table by thick metal handcuffs, and a black metal collar was installed on its neck, fixing its skull firmly to the table.

Although the skeleton's body could not move at all, there were little green flames flickering in its hollow eye sockets, and its mouth even opened and closed from time to time.

It looked extremely strange!

On both sides of the silver table, various advanced instruments were placed, and seven or eight experimenters wearing white clothes were busy excitedly.

At the same time, from the special microphone installed outside the room, the conversation of the personnel present in the metal room came from time to time.

"Incredible, it should clearly be a dead object, yet it has signs of life, and there are even a few brain waves in its brain. Could this thing still think, or is it just some instinctive reactions?"

"No, no... What's even more magical is, is this thing really a skeleton in the ordinary sense? How can its body be harder than ordinary alloys?"

"According to the elemental analysis instrument, it seems to be indeed human bones, just that in density, it is more than a hundred times that of ordinary humans."

"What is going on with this bone age measurement? Why do some parts show a bone age of three or four hundred years, while some parts show a bone age of only a few years?"

"So, is this thing pieced together from different bones?"

"Nonsense, bones from hundreds of years ago are almost fossils; how could they be like this?"

"Don't you think that the things in the skeleton's eyes are what should be studied most carefully? Quickly bring me the spectral irradiation reaction machine!"

The golden-haired woman looked at the busy scene of the researchers in the room, her face expressionless, but her blue pupils flickered slightly.

"Captain, is this thing safe? Should we send more guards?"

"This thing is really a bit strange, a bit like those undead creatures 'skeleton monsters' that often appear in novels." The 'Iron Man' behind the golden-haired woman said to the woman with some worry after hearing the conversation in the room.

"Don't worry, although this thing is peculiar, it clearly needs someone to control it to function. Now that 'Number One' has run away long ago, this thing is just an abandoned piece."

"Moreover, the handcuffs locking this thing are made of super-titanium alloy material, and the metal collar on its neck is also installed with the latest high-explosive bomb. Even if it were an Iron Man, it could be completely destroyed."

"By the way, is there any news about Number One? He should be in Xierde eight or nine times out of ten now." The golden-haired woman replied coldly.

"There is no specific news from Xierde yet. Our manpower in Xierde has already started to investigate from the city of Xitie, but I'm afraid it will take a long time to have news."

"But I'm afraid Number One didn't stay in Xitie City at all and entered the hinterland of Xierde directly."

"In that case, the difficulty of tracking is too great. After all, this Number One has a body of strange abilities and the ability to change his appearance." The Iron Man replied honestly.

"Then we must investigate. Although this Number One is cloned, I don't need to say much about his importance. If we can't catch this Number One back, even I will have to bear great responsibility. Do it at all costs." The golden-haired, blue-eyed woman said grimly.

"Alright, then I will send another batch of manpower to sneak into Xierde and must find his whereabouts as soon as possible. However, since it is cloning, why not create another Number One?"

"Next time, as long as we are prepared, we will never let him run away again." The Iron Man was startled upon hearing this, immediately stood straight and guaranteed, but finally showed a look of hesitation.

"Hmph, create another one? That's easy to say."

"Do you know how much effort it took to clone Number One at the beginning, and how many resources were invested?"

"Most importantly, we no longer have Number One's flesh and blood in our hands. In order to clone Number One perfectly as soon as possible, we don't know how many times we failed in the middle, and that piece of flesh and blood was completely used up."

"As for some cloned sample cells retained by the base, although they can barely be used for cloning again, wanting to replicate perfectly again is simply impossible. At most, we can create an empty shell without memory." The golden-haired woman reprimanded impolitely.

"Understood, Captain. I will go down and arrange manpower." The Iron Man was somewhat enlightened, bowed and saluted, and then left here.

The golden-haired woman continued to look at the white-bone skeleton on the table in the metal room.

After a long time, she touched her cheek and said "perfect clone" in a voice that could barely be heard.

After Wang Yu silently recited a string of numbers, the gate in front of him opened again, and he walked in with a solemn expression.

By the charming small lake, Chen Boshi was looking at him with a smile, looking as if he had been waiting for a long time.