Chapter 960 (1/2)
”Take it in and I'll dissect it myself.”
”What's the point?”
”It's very important that every creature has a unique code corresponding to the way of heaven Well, to put it in a more understandable way, their souls have a universal brand, in the way of heaven. ”
”What's the difference between this and the soul?”
”The difference is that the soul corresponds to the individual, and at the same time, not every living creature has a soul. So they are different genera, but there is an intersection The code of biology corresponds to each kind. Specifically, for example, all are human beings. There is only one code in the way of heaven, and everyone has a soul. There is a code for each kind of insect in the heaven. Because insects are a large category, there are many codes, but sweetness almost has no soul. They are not intelligent creatures. They only rely on the form of instinct. If they have to correspond to the soul level, they have only one soul fragment at most. ”
While introducing (showing off) the knowledge that he has learned from the mysterious library, he swipes a knife and blooms a huge ”virus monster”.
”This kind of thing, in different planes, seems to have different manifestations. Even I guess, for example, in some planes, they are too small to be seen by the naked eye, or even by some special magnifying magic. ”
”It's impossible for such a small thing to live.”
”That's right,” Ivy didn't argue with each other. It was difficult for him to explain some things on earth. It seemed inconceivable to say it. ”Maybe that kind of thing is living and non living.”
”Ha ha ha, don't tell jokes. Dissect this guy carefully and see what you find.”
Ivy's lips curled. It's not a joke. ”It doesn't matter. This big guy, even if I'm half asleep and half awake, I won't miss important information.”
”That's the only way. Look, what's this thing you've lost?”
”Maybe it's his intestines.”
”Maybe it's the chrysanthemum.”
Ouch!
”To spit out, do not disturb the great magician's awareness of exploring magic knowledge!”
”I think it can still be rescued, or we will recover it later.”
”Ah, I see. You're all wrong. This should be the reproductive system.”
”Ivy, you're cruel!”
”You win. Goodbye!”
”You're going to die. It's not a threat. I swear, it's not a threat!”
Ivy felt very happy when she was idle. Since those women were scared away by themselves, she has become much cleaner now. A dead house of technology, waving the scalpel in his hand, is such a beautiful picture.
”What is this?”
No one answered. Ivy was the only one in the room.
He looked at the chain in his hand.
Sheep scorpion? Of course, I'm kidding. Maybe it's a gene chain.