"Master, is the second phase going smoothly?"

When Picole and Hicks ended the brief discussion in the distant starry sky, in the "Light-angle Star System" in the triangular area of ​​the "Morning Star Federation", Nemo's fat tentacles rolled up a fruit and asked at the same time.

Salmon, who was resting on his chair, nodded silently.

For Nemo, Salmon is actually very tired of it sometimes.

Apart from being smart, Nemo is almost useless.

It can't control its mouth and its appetite. It was originally supposed to be flexible and agile, but now it has almost become a piece of meat.

If Salmon hadn't sweared in the name of his ancestors when he was dormant when he was in the name of his ancestors, if anyone could awaken him under the premise of safety, he would have met the other party's requirements that he could have completed. Otherwise, with his temper, he would have grilled Nemo to eat.

"It's basically going smoothly. If there is no accident, the third phase will be launched in about half a month."

Sitting up from the chair, Salmon rubbed his eyebrows, shook his hand and rejected the fruit that Nemo had reached out to his tentacles, but picked up the water and took a sip.

"Changing the genes of all living beings in the entire Morning Star Federation and promoting all life evolution is the first step in our plan."

"The second step is to promote the secondary evolution of uneliminated organisms through further improved gene catalysts, and give birth to more and stronger super living organisms."

"The third step is to gather these super living bodies and filter out the target bodies we are looking for."

"But, master, what's the use of us to screen these target bodies?"

"Control them with genetic control? Then let them fight the Zerg?"

"This is not realistic. There are so many insects. No matter how many target bodies can be hit, they will eventually be flooded and torn apart by the insect tide."

Swallowing the fresh sweet and delicious fruit, Nemo licked the juice on his tentacles and asked at Salmon in confusion.

"Have I ever said that I should rely on them to defeat the alien insect clan?"

Salmon put down the water cup and looked at Nemo squintly.

"The target body is not used to fight the Zerg?"

"Ah! Then what are they useful?"

"Master, what is the ultimate goal of your plan?"

Nemo was a little stunned.

"If I tell you, then from now on, you can't leave me and disappear from my sight."

"Are you willing to listen?"

Salmon said lightly.

"Didn't I always follow you?"

"Besides, no one will betray the master. Everything I have is given by the master."

Nemo said with an ugly smile on his mouth, and said with a flattering smile.

"The alien insects have developed to this day. If we still maintain our previous attitude and opinions, then defeating the Zerg is a joke."

“So, it’s time for us to make some changes.”

"Change our perspective, change our perception, and even change ourselves, maybe we will have some opportunities."

With his eyes removed from Nemo, Salmon looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window to the left.

Outside the window is the planet where tens of millions of "Sarnaga" live.

Transforming a life planet into an environment suitable for them to live is an easy thing for the "Sarnaga" people.

However, looking at this beautiful planet, the scene of his tribe living leisurely or working hard on it flashed in his mind, but there was no smile on Salmon's face.

Some are just indifferent.

"Master, what are you calling change?"

Nemo felt that he was about to grasp the key, and couldn't help asking again.

“A fundamental change.”

"No need to ask, you will see it then."

Suddenly, Salmon scolded him.

When he lost his temper, Nemo immediately became honest.

After accompanying Salmon to look at the planet through the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Nemo felt bored.

It struggled to move its fat body, and it said to Salmon, then left.

Salmon did not look back, but when his fingers moved slightly, one of the two "golden guards" guarding outside his office door quietly entered an invisible state, and then followed Nemo from afar.

I didn't know that I had been monitored for a long time. Of course, even if I knew, it didn't matter to Nemo.

It had never betrayed Salmon, nor the "Sarnaga", and Nemo dared to pat his chest to assure him.

At most, it is just doing something that is obviously consciously tilted within a reasonable range.

Leaving Salmon's office, Nemo came to the teleportation track.

Ten tracks arranged in parallel are crisscrossing, and more than tens of thousands of track cars are running.

They are loaded with millions of "Sarnaga" people, shuttled between different gene rooms and research rooms of the "Boat of Life".

When he arrived at the stop, Nemo selected the target area on the huge light screen, and soon a track car parked in front of it.

Perhaps it was time for shifts, the huge carriage was filled with people.

Seeing Nemo come in, the few people closest to the door immediately stood up and gave up their seats.

Not being polite to them, as always, Nemo, who was in a high position in front of others, sat down carelessly.

Not only that, looking at the meat roll in the hand of a "Sarnaga" man next to him, Nemo stretched out his tentacles and rolled them over without hesitation, and then started chewing them.

For Nemo, which often exists around the "leader", everyone just looked at it with a kind smile, including the one who snatched the meat rolls away by it, but took out another meat roll from the bag and handed it over.

After eating two meat rolls happily, Nemo also arrived at his destination.

After getting off the railcar, it came to a "operation station".

Every moment, a large number of aircraft are taking off and landing at this "operation station".

Those who come back from the planet, those who come to the planet.

There are six busy "operation stations" like this on the "Boat of Life".

Of course, there was no need to buy a ticket. Following a team that was probably on vacation on the planet, Nemo boarded a transport plane.

After leaving the "Boat of Life", it took only a short time for the transport plane to land on a huge apron on the surface of the planet.

Leaving the transport plane, Nemo boarded an unmanned hover.

After it entered the destination, the hover truck started and merged into the rolling traffic.

"roar!"

A huge beast roar woke Nemo, whose mind was a little broken.

Looking at the huge creature walking past the base outside the window, Nemo showed a disdainful smile that perhaps no one could see.

This kind of monster is almost useless except that it can consume a lot of garbage generated by the base every day.
Chapter completed!