"In the name of the fox?"
"Old Lu's wish, it seems, is not to annihilate primitive cells, but to investigate the truth hidden behind them..."
Taking a moment for tea, Ansheng read the newly formed wish on the wishlist.
According to the details page, Lu Tiannan already understands the dangers of primitive cells. He wants to uncover the hidden primitive cells on Blue Star to find the truth of their collective return...
In the supplementary column of the details page, perhaps because of the connection between Lu Tiannan and the Right Hand.
Ansheng saw a straightforward hint above.
[Perhaps there is something on Blue Star attracting the return of primitive cells.]
But Ansheng believed there was some error in this statement.
The correct interpretation should be: [There is something on Blue Star that drives the defeated "perfect" to risk everything on a life-or-death gamble, aiming to send the last hope of their race back to Blue Star's orbit.]
It's not that the primitive cells want to return to Blue Star, but rather that the "perfect" who have left Blue Star want to return.
At the moment of their downfall, the perfect firmly believed that the opportunity for the resurgence of flesh civilization lay on Blue Star.
"The previous assumption is overturned; the primitive cells are not trying to reclaim their homeland and reshape Blue Star as their home after the destruction of the universe..."
"Their ultimate goal is to find something, and before it is found, they need to recuperate on Blue Star." Ansheng sorted out the logical train of thought in his mind and slightly hesitated before voicing a summary.
The wishlist settlement may be delayed, but regarding the summary of wish events, the list's accuracy has consistently been at one hundred percent.
There might really be something on Blue Star, a treasure that human civilization has never detected.
It must be of enormous size and absolutely immovable.
Otherwise, it would have been taken away during the First Epoch's evacuation from Blue Star.
"Cough, cough..."
"Give me some tea; smoking two hours straight almost turned my lungs into raisins..."
Lu Tiannan dropped to the ground after cutting the rope, clutching his aching chest and gave Li Wenkang a nod before sitting wearily on the sofa. He glanced sideways at Master Fuli and gratefully said:
"Thanks to Master Fuli's reminder, I learned about the great changes on the land of Xia Country..."
"I almost got sidetracked, letting these scoundrels overturn everything and become landlords." Lu Tiannan expressed his gratitude and cast a sidelong glance at the Right Hand next to him.
"Hmph!"
The Right Hand didn't speak, just snorted coldly and turned its head away, unwilling to bother with Lu Tiannan.
"Why are you two quarreling?" Ansheng withdrew his scattered thoughts and looked curiously at the extremely tense Lu Tiannan and the Right Hand.
Their discord was expected, but logically speaking, the Right Hand should at least give me some face by helping Lu Tiannan find the hidden primitive cells and informing me when the genetic database is unfrozen.
But now, rather than saving face, the Right Hand wishes Lu Tiannan would explode on the spot, taking me along to bitterly tread the path to the underworld with him.
"Some people's shortsightedness and stupidity make them intolerable to me..."
The Right Hand looked at Master Fuli, with its perennially tight face slightly softening, cast a sidelong glance at Lu Tiannan, and stiffly explained:
"Master Fuli made me realize that being a rice borer isn't actually unacceptable, after all, some words when spoken signify betrayal and are a shame to the race."
"But some foolish and shortsighted people guard against allies with outdated and rigid thoughts, even wanting to customize a sliding coffin to prevent tomb robbers from breaking in with crowbars..."
The Right Hand coldly watched Lu Tiannan, justifying itself righteously while complaining to Master Fuli.
The core disagreement between them lies in the Spirit Particle Potion and some remaining Treasure Tree Spirit Liquid.
Lu Tiannan crushed the Spirit Particle Potion and poured the two milliliters of Treasure Tree Spirit Liquid sent by Li Wenkang onto a pot of succulents.
After drinking the Treasure Tree Spirit Liquid, that pot of succulents could even control the heating via a smartphone app.
The Right Hand needed the catalytic properties of Spirit Particles to catalyze body growth and unseal the compressed database.
Master Fuli also said he needed the intel in the genetic database.
But Lu Tiannan refused to use the Spirit Particle Potion, nor would he let the Right Hand access it, fearing it would lose control.
Throughout history, it has been proven countless times that those not of our race must have differing hearts.
Lu Tiannan harbors no trust in the Right Hand.
This led to an explosion of conflict between them, escalating to the point of life-or-death threats.
In this matter, the Right Hand believes it is entirely justified.
So when it saw Master Fuli, it immediately complained about a short-sighted and foolish idiot.
"You two really are lively..."
Understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Ansheng's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the Right Hand and asked:
"We only spoke briefly when we met before, and there was something I forgot to ask you."
"Now that you're parasitizing Old Lu, when your body develops fully, will Old Lu die?" Ansheng asked the Right Hand directly.
Ansheng didn't worry that the Right Hand would deceive him; a law governs its genes: [Survival].
The Right Hand wouldn't do anything that jeopardized its survival or could threaten its own life.
"Normally, no, I'm just using his genes to reconstruct a body suitable for the current environment. Once the new physique is fully formed, I can detach from the host and unfold the perfect Life Blueprint System..." the Right Hand gritted its teeth.
"Then... what about now?" Ansheng asked.
"Now it definitely will; if this idiot host isn't put in order, he will sooner or later become schizophrenic due to an unstable mental state."
Ansheng: "....."
Li Wenkang: "...."
Schizophrenia for a First Epoch Life is an incurable, terrifying disorder. Once afflicted, each of its billions of cells would have its own thoughts, driving the flesh into utter madness and chaos.
Madness is a taboo for flesh life.
Lu Tiannan indeed has some skills, forcing the Right Hand to explicitly mention the taboo term, schizophrenia.
"Spirit Particle Potion... you should inject it!"
Ansheng shook his head with a wry smile and said to Lu Tiannan, "Still, the same old line: as long as I, Ansheng, live, you ancient fossils will always be the subordinate..."
"I can let it roam freely because I have nine hundred ways to kill it. Typically, I would straightaway twist difficult ones back into embryos and send them home."
The Right Hand's existence isn't essential, but the database it carries holds the truth of the First Epoch's annihilation and the information about the Blue Star treasure just speculated.
Even capturing other primitive cells requires cooperation and growth of the Right Hand.
Lu Tiannan is concerned about the Right Hand losing control, thus he suppresses it.
But because of this suppression, the Right Hand struggles to unleash its potential to assist the Security Bureau.
Lu Tiannan's concern is justified, but currently, the concentration of Spirit Particles on Blue Star doesn't support biological leaps and bounds.
Frankly speaking, even if the Right Hand is let loose, the constraints of Blue Star's environment mean it would still have to call a rideshare if it wanted to go out.
"Master Fuli, impartial and just!" the Right Hand gifted a look of admiration to Master Fuli.
If its thoughts could materialize, surely its inner sentiments would be: [Affection +1+1+1+1.....]