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"Mr. Huosang, please stop joking."
Emperor Quinn felt guilty and quickly put on a smile, "Half of our Quinn population, that's more than 10 billion, isn't that a bit too much?"
"No, no, in order to complete our great strategy as Kalba people, we must prepare enough genetic warriors!"
General Hawthorne's eyes were burning as he smiled cruelly, "The incompetent wastes recruited from you will all be transformed into powerful genetic warriors within our Kalba civilization. Once on the battlefield, they will be super soldiers who are fearless and unafraid of death!"
"With these huge numbers of super soldiers, we Kalba people will be the unrivaled and absolute overlords of this galaxy! It won't be long before we gain absolute advantage on the battlefield, unify the entire galaxy, and achieve immortal feats!"
The more excited Hawthorne spoke, the colder Emperor Quinn and others felt.
Gene warriors are not some welfare technology that will benefit the world!
Once genetically modified, whether it is a human or various captured galaxy beasts, they will experience a painful torture worse than death, and will eventually be completely degraded into biochemical monsters without thoughts, consciousness, or even perception. The only thing left is cruelty, bloodthirstiness, and fighting instincts!
Indeed, the physical or mental strength of these genetically modified lives has indeed been greatly increased, but even their consciousness has been destroyed. What is the difference between them and machines
No, they are not even as good as machines. The only meaning of their existence is to keep fighting and killing until the moment they are damaged, and then they are recycled as feed...
It can be said that anyone who has seen what happened to these genetic warriors will not have any favorable impression of this technology.
It just so happened that Emperor Quinn, Prince Korlin and others had all seen these horrific biochemical creations with their own eyes.
"Lord Hawthorne, can you please give me a little less?"
Prince Korlin looked a little gloomy. He stood up from his seat and respectfully requested, "Half of the population is too much. Once so many people are forcibly withdrawn, our entire Quinn will be paralyzed, and the entire civilization system will be in chaos!"
"Yes, how about you first mobilize 10, 10 million, no, 100 million strong people, and then our Quinn civilization will give them all the weapons and equipment. What do you think?"
Quinn's side has already taken a very aggressive stance, but Kalba's double-edged general Hawthorne sneered and rejected Prince Korlin's proposal outright.
"Heh, your Quinn people's weapons? How many star coins are they worth? This general will mobilize half of your population, not a single one less!"
Double-edged General Huo Sang glared and said arrogantly, "Remember, it is an honor for you inferior races to contribute to our Kalba civilization! As for the loss of population? Haha, I believe that you inferior races with the reproductive ability of pigs will be able to recover in a few hundred years."
"Lord Hawthorne, I'm afraid that this time it won't go as you wish." Emperor Quinn also stood up slowly, his face equally gloomy to the extreme.
"What do you mean?" Hawthorne's eyes narrowed slightly, and an invisible aura emanated from his body.