Lan Ze couldn't help but sympathize with Zhang Chen's unfortunate childhood.

His own childhood was not happy. But speaking of it, it was not life-threatening; it could even be said that it was full of love. It was just his own character that might have some problems.

He listened to Lao Jiang and the kid chatting without stopping under the surveillance camera.

He could understand why the child had to give himself the last name Zhang.

A stupid kid like "Zhang Chen" is struggling on the life-and-death line at the bottom of the religious society. There is no place for him in the so-called "faith" level. At this time, the murderer Zhang Lanyu becomes his only psychological comfort

.

He realizes that he is different, and suddenly, his life choice becomes simple - becoming a demon is the only direction.

"My father is a murderer, and I am also a demon." Only in this way can he convince himself to live tenaciously.

Mo Mo still doesn’t know about the existence of this child. But what if he knew about it?

Back then, he was in jail and had no control over everything.

According to Zhang Chen, many children carrying mutations disappeared silently.

Lan Ze found an opportunity and asked Lao Jiang: "What reason can we, China, have to intervene in the space city? Can we go and save people?"

Now that they are at Changxia Space Station, Crescent City seems to be within reach.

Lao Jiang asked him: "Who are we going to save? There has to be a name, right? When we evacuated, we brought out all the living people who could be rescued. Now if we go there again, it will only be to investigate missing persons. However, although Space City is a sovereign country

, but it is not a normal country.”

This is just an independent regime that only enjoys state rights but does not assume state obligations.

It is impossible for Space City to cooperate with the investigation.

Sending people secretly to infiltrate is a violation of territorial and sovereign integrity. If you die, your death will be in vain.

"That child..." Lan Ze thought for a while, "Does he still want to go back? If he returns home rich and powerful, won't he have someone to show off to?"

Old Jiang gets angry whenever he mentions children.

"You little brat, he doesn't say a word of truth. One of his eyes is darting around, and he keeps watching what's going on. He knows that we sympathize with him, but he only talks about how miserable he is! If he has two eyes, what's the point?

"

"Uh...the treatment plan for the eyes has not been finalized yet."

The medical team cultured the child's internal organs and also cultured new eyeballs. However, the condition of his optic nerve on the damaged side was not very good, so the implantation surgery was very difficult. In addition, because vision is actually formed by the brain, the visual input from one eye was missing.

, the brain has long been accustomed to it. I am afraid that even if a new eyeball is installed, it will be difficult to restore the vision before the damage.

"We have been talking for so long, but we haven't gotten any useful information. This thief is a little slippery." Lao Jiang spread his hands and said he had no choice. "Forget it, just chat with the child."

"Actually, he knows a lot of information." Lan Ze enumerated. "First, this child is not stupid, but also very smart; second, their social hierarchy is strict; third, faith is a privilege; fourth, those at the bottom of society

The child was almost driven to death."

Lao Jiang nodded: "They are all big and transformed things."

"I estimate that this child is fifteen or sixteen years old. It is not easy for him to die now. However, the medical team needs to consider the specific age when installing the eyeball. The younger one has better adaptability... Otherwise, you can talk to him again.

See if you can tell how old you are?"

The front teeth Zhang Chen lost and the rotten teeth in his mouth are already permanent teeth, so he is not too young.

However, the epiphyseal development of the body has not yet ended, and the bones are still in the growth stage.

"I might as well ask him directly how he got the collection boat and how he escaped." Lao Jiang complained.

"What a great idea."

Lan Ze carefully considered for several days whether to meet his grandson in person. Although the name "Zhang Chen" was nonsense, his mutation was real.

By the way, he can also ask if there are any other "stupid children" with developmental delays in the local area who have the surreptitious surname Zhang.

Even if Zhang He was unwilling, the offspring Mo Mo was forced to leave behind were definitely her grandsons. It didn’t matter what these grandsons were, what equipment they were raised with, what they ate when they grew up, or whether their maternal parents were

What identities...these children are born to be a part of the space city.

Space City created these children to find the mutation in Zhang Lanyu. But the children who actually carried the mutation were probably not welcomed because of their stupidity. They were given up without even a chance to chant scriptures and worship gods.

But as long as these children live and grow up, they will always understand. Zhang Chen can operate the collecting boat and fly so far safely, which shows that he is very smart. Whether he is self-taught or someone specially taught him, this child is not

Simple. Outpost C-2 was able to intercept the small collection boat in the vast void because this child desperately sent out distress signals.

Otherwise, if a particle of dust passes by in the distant void at a scale of 10,000 kilometers, the staff will at most watch it from a distance. Who will intercept it? The diameter of the earth is only more than 10,000 kilometers.

However, what is known about the situation in Space City is only Zhang Chen’s side of the story. Maybe, even Zhang Chen himself is a conspiracy of the Space City Cult. God knows what the Cult wants, maybe they just suddenly found out about Zhang Lan’s appointment and sent a

The little killer came to hunt him down.

But if there is a true rift in belief in the space city society, it will inevitably disintegrate from within in the future.

Before Lan Ze could muster the courage to see his horribly disabled grandson, the so-called "internal disintegration" came first.

It happened faster than Lanze imagined. It was from a technical level.

Mo Mo took the initiative to report two things:

[A bad news and a good news, which one do you want to hear first?]

"...You kid, stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay, okay. The sign in Crescent Space City is broken. The Union sign and the China sign set by my mother are both broken. Now we are blind to the things above."

"...So, the religious group's external relations are also finished?"

"They can use radio! At a distance of less than five astronomical units, it can be transmitted back to the earth in 40 minutes at most."

"Okay." Lan Ze realized that he had misunderstood.

The beacon is broken, and the space city is only slightly inconvenient. However, China has lost control of the space city's data.

"Now I guess my mother's beacon was placed together with the joint's from the beginning, so it has never been found. They share the power supply or something, so now they are going to malfunction together."

"Where's the road sign you made?"

"I just did it for fun. It doesn't work in the first place. You have to reset it to enable it."

"Is this good news or bad news?"

"It's bad news for them. Of course it's a good thing!" Mo Mo said happily, "Let's send someone to repair the road sign!"

"Can we send someone up?" Lan Ze asked suspiciously.

"It's a bit difficult." Mo Mo changed his tone, "But it's not impossible. There's better news, you definitely want to hear it."

"explain!"

"The White Sect on Earth plans to send several archangels to the space city."

Lan Ze was stunned. This thing was so good that it seemed so unreal.

"Is the news correct?" he asked.

"General Manager Shoubai reported it personally. You are not on the terminal, I handled it."

Shoubai's name is its duty: to guard the Baijiao. Although the Baijiao is not large, they are very rich. This religion and nation are one, and they have been the best at playing finance since ancient times. Because of their money, they can use any trendy technology.

Dare to try it.

"With a development pool?"

"How is that possible? They only want a high-end version of the Archangel with children as a gift for the exchanges between the two countries' religious groups."

"Delivery date?"

"Half a year. It's early."

"...let me think about it."

"Don't think about it. Archangel can't get out with a child. Unless..." Mo Mo said calmly. "Split style like Wei Baohui."

"Okay, that's a good idea. Just make it a split type. The slot on each archangel's belly can be used to bring something up. In addition, you should consider the mini growth pool."

"Dad, let's go together." Mo Mo took a deep breath. "What humans can't do, non-human things can do. First I need to restart the road signs I left. Change the settings, and then add a few new functions.

…”

Lan Ze didn't even ask what else Mo Mo wanted to do. It was just different stages of development of revenge.

Anyway, if dad needs his help, he will naturally bring it up.

"Dad." Sure enough, "Can I refer to the radiation-resistant version of the cell structure?"

"cannot."

"…Forget it."

The development pool produced by Taifei is equipped with a radiation-resistant brain that is much dumber than the version on the ground. It runs more like a real machine and has higher reliability.

But because it can reach extremely high brain volumes in a gravity-free environment, it can have the computing scale of a star cluster-level supercomputer.

Lanze has high expectations for this set of items.

After all, it is impossible for human beings' weak bodies to penetrate deep into the universe. The same is true for the super brain on the earth. The earth is both a protection and a restriction.

What will expand into the universe in the future will definitely be radiation-resistant organisms. The earth's version of the development pool, the super brain and the various organisms they develop will accompany humans as they grow old and go extinct. This kind of sadness is probably equivalent to when the eldest son goes out.

Working hard, the younger son serves his old parents at home.

After a few hours, Mo Mo took out the complete design plan and sent it to Lan Ze for review.

Generally, when leaders see something being done so quickly, they will think it is a fool's errand and feel uneasy.

Lan Ze actually wasn't worried, but he still understood Mo Mo.

After reading it again, he was too lazy to think about it himself, and he was too lazy to mess with the child. He just let it go. Momo could do whatever he liked, he was a little technical expert anyway. Even if he made the archangel into the shape of an octopus, as long as the customer was willing to accept it

, Lanze has no objection either.

Lan Ze imported Mo Mo into the standard template of the experimental base, and then approved the project in seconds. After finishing this small matter, he got up and went to find the doctor.

He didn't pay much attention to the child. He just liked to listen to the experts from the medical team chatting.
Chapter completed!