The words "It's a parent-child relationship" pierced into Mu Chongyan's eyes instantly, Mu Chongyan's pupils shrank, the hand holding the bath towel suddenly clenched tightly, and the blue veins on his arm clenched.
Countless speculations surging in his mind, and finally turned into a turbulent and terrifying black vortex, swallowing all Mu Chongyan's thoughts...
On the other side, Du Han grabbed his hair and looked at Guangnao, typing hesitantly.
"Boss, there is actually a very strange place... I don't know if I should say... "
"Boss, what... Actually, I have already made a report, you won't blame me for making my own decisions... If you don't need it, I will destroy it immediately."
"Boss... are you watching?"
"Boss...?"
"… "
After a full ten minutes, the whirlpool in Mu Chongyan's mind finally dissipated, the hand that was holding the bath towel slowly loosened, the dark eyes narrowed sharply, and the whole person's attitude changed sharply.
He looked coldly at the window where a series of seven or eight messages had been sent, and replied, "What's strange, tell me."
"Boss, you finally got back to me! The strange place... I just checked the genetic information of other members of the royal family, and found that the gene you posted has a very high coincidence rate with the genetic information of Princess Fenya, and they are about to catch up. Identical twins."
"It's really strange, obviously the genders are different, it is impossible for non-identical eggs to have such a high coincidence rate..."
"Boss... Where did your genetic information come from...?"
Very high coincidence rate? !
Mu Chongyan's eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely cold chill. He was still guessing whether Fenya and himself had been ripped off, or if Fenya was also a royal, but she was very fond of her mother...
Now it seems that everything is understood.
Heh, he and Fenya are not alike at all, how could the genetic overlap rate be extremely high
This can only mean that it is not only him that has been forged, but also Fenya.
It's just... What he couldn't understand was why the genes forged by those forces for Fenya... were so similar to him.
The silence in the bedroom was a little chilly, and Mu Chongyan's eyes deepened. After a while, a guess suddenly flashed in the back of his mind.
Could it be... using his genes as a fake template? !
This guess turned three times in his heart, Mu Chongyan finally laughed sarcastically, stood up as usual, and pressed this guess into his heart.
This is just "guessing" in the end, and nothing can be done without evidence.
After all, if the guess is true, there will definitely be a lot of movement in such a swap and forgery of genes, but there is no sign of anything in the current information about the royal family.
"Du Han, there is a new task for you." Mu Chongyan quickly sent out a message, "You sneak into the dark web, or any corner of the Internet, to search for what happened 20 years ago in the royal family. The news that the forces erased, the more secret the better, and the relevant rumors should be kept, and try to report it to me within a week."
"Yes!" Du Han quickly accepted the task, although he still had some doubts in his heart.
After turning off the light head, Mu Chongyan picked up the bath towel and walked to the bathroom.
…
the next day.
Bai Rong got up early as always, and after washing up, he opened his calf and ran to the door of the crystal glass box.
Mu Chongyan happened to walk back to the bedroom from the bathroom, and when he saw Xiao Xing Chong came out, he speeded up and walked over, picked up Xiao Xing Chong who had not yet reached the door, weighed it lightly and said, "Recently Much heavier."
"That's right." Bai Rong proudly puffed out his small chest, but he was almost 28 centimeters tall.
Being amused by Bai Rong's arrogant appearance, the haze in his heart was dissipated, Mu Chongyan kissed Bai Rong's top of the hair and smiled, "Let's go, let's have breakfast."
"… good."
The two had breakfast with Dai Suo. Because what happened yesterday was too embarrassing, Dai Ya went back to his house honestly last night.
After the meal, Bai Rong was sent back to the crystal glass box by Mu Chongyan.
Seeing that Mu Chongyan and Dai Suo had left, Bai Rong obediently returned to the bedroom. Anyway, he knew that Mu Chongyan would go to the virtual city to see him in a while.
Turning on the light brain and logging into the virtual city, Bai Rong made a SS-level virtual intermediate-level spell card to practice his hand. Seeing that the data was good, he put it in the space button.
He saw five card slots in the mecha yesterday, one must be inserted into the energy card, one is usually inserted into the defense card, and the other three can be inserted into various attack cards, although he has not yet been able to practice attacks, but Don't stop him from hoarding for himself.
After collecting the spell cards, Bai Rong took out the robe and pot cap that he wore in the last competition, and put on the same uncle makeup as before.
After everything was sorted, Bai Rong sat on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of the villa and waited for Mu Chongyan. Within ten minutes, Mu Chongyan walked down from the second floor.
"Mr. Mu has been waiting for a long time." Mu Chongyan walked to the center of the hall and nodded slightly, "I'm late."
"No, no." Bai Rong shook his head quickly, "I came early."
He and Mu Chongyan had an appointment to meet in the living room at 8:20, and it was only 8:18 now.
Mu Chongyan didn't say anything, his face lacked expression as usual, he rolled up his sleeves, looked at the time, and said, "Mr. Mu, it's almost time, let's go now."
"Okay." Bai Rong nodded obediently.
Mu Chongyan drove Bai Rong to the flight station where the aircraft specially designed to pick up the contestants was parked. When he saw someone entering, he parked the car in the parking lot opposite the flight station.
Bai Rong first scanned and verified the identity information for the staff, then walked into the aircraft and found a seat by the window to sit down.
Within two seconds of sitting down, he was lightly poked in the back, "This little brother?"
"??" Bai Rong frowned, turned his head and saw a gray-haired man smiling at him, the folds on his face were wrinkled into dried orange peel, and it looked like there were no one hundred and five or one hundred and four.
But he won't believe it easily, who knows if this person is dressed like this.
"What's the matter with you?" Bai Rong felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he still tried to keep his face as gentle as possible.
"Little brother is very good, I want to ask little brother for advice if I have any questions." The man used his watch to project a narrow light screen that only two people could see. solve?"
Bai Rong browsed through the old man's question and found that this question was about the use of phosphorus wisteria. Phosphorus wisteria is a very rare material for spell cards. How rare is it? Many ordinary spell card masters didn't even listen to it. Said this material.
If Bai Rong remembers correctly, the most complete and expensive spell card materials currently in circulation on the market contain only about 18,000 spell card materials. Many families gather together the power of each family, and they can barely collect them. To 20,000 or 21,200 species, and if the forces are relatively strong, such as the three major forces of Shengya and the royal family, you can probably collect 25,600 or 26,700 species.
And this phosphorus wisteria, in the materials Mu Chongyan gave him, the number is twenty-five thousand one hundred and sixty-one.
The vigilance in Bai Rong's heart immediately rose to the highest level. If this person wanted to use this to speculate about which faction he belonged to, it was not impossible to deduce one or two.
The gentleness in his eyes faded by two points, Bai Rong pretended to be trying to recall, frowned slightly and said with surprise: "I don't know much about this, I don't know this Phosphorus Wisteria, but now I know. Well, it turns out that this phosphorus wisteria is a good material for making intermediate level spell cards with both thunder and wind attributes."
Bai Rong looked at the old man apologetically and gratefully. Seeing what he was going to say, he quickly blocked it without a trace, and said, "But if you want to ask how to fuse the phosphorus wisteria and windstone powder together... I really can't help it, neither do I. I haven't tried it."
When the old man saw that Bai Rong actually said it out loud, all the people around him turned their attention to him.
"You..."
"Ah, it's coming so soon." Bai Rong stood up abruptly, interrupted the old man's words, and said with a smile, "The door opened, I'll go down first, don't wait for you, you hurry up too."
Bai Rong stepped out of the aircraft, regardless of whether the people behind him were shaking with anger.
Grace in front lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and descended the aircraft as usual.
The previous information on this person showed that it was the spell card master of the Anlei family, but now it seems that it is not necessarily...
An Lei's small family could not collect information on such a rare material as Phosphorus Wisteria.
After cheating, Bai Rong walked into the as virtual spell card association building in a good mood. No one talked to him along the way. I don't know if it was because of the one he just made, it seemed that he played cards very unreasonably. , should not be provoked.
Bai Rong followed the staff into the competition hall. The competition hall was still the same one that he had been to before, but this time, it seemed inexplicably more imposing. The cold silver luster quickly surrounded him from all directions, making Bai Rong look stunned.
The previous seven hundred consoles have become fifty, but each one is more than double the size of the previous one. The distance between the consoles has also changed from three to four meters to ten meters, and the entire hall is filled with Sen cold serious breath.
Bai Rong secretly took a breath to cheer himself up.
He quickly found his position, Bai Rong quickly checked the card making equipment, and then stood there waiting for the match to start.
Xu is because this is the semi-finals, the whole of Shengya attaches great importance to it. There is a silver video recorder with a round head and a round head floating in front of each console. It only needs the staff to switch and cut in the background. You can play directly to the entire virtual city.
Bai Rong stared at the round recorder, sighed, and took out the mask that Mu Chongyan had put on him when he got out of the car, and put it on obediently.
This recorder can clearly see how many roots of stubble he has drawn, so as not to be recognized as wearing makeup, he should cover it up.
Five minutes later, a clear and cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in the hall.
"There are still three minutes before the competition, please check the card-making equipment for all participating spell card masters."
With the sound of the mechanical sound, white baffles more than three meters high quickly rose around each operating table, which tightly surrounded the operating table and the participating spell card masters.
After the baffle stopped raising, a huge silver box suddenly popped out from under the console, accompanied by another mechanical sound.
"Please check the materials. The duration of this competition is 300 minutes. Requirements: Make three virtual intermediate level spell cards and three virtual basic spell cards."
Three Virtual Intermediate Spell Cards!
The difficulty of the game has increased a lot! ! !
Bai Rong's eyes flashed, his heart was faintly excited, and his fists were slightly clenched.
After checking the materials quickly, Bai Rong was sure that there was no problem, but compared with the last time, the types were more varied and messy.
Bai Rong picked out seven sets of basic spell card materials and ten sets of intermediate spell card materials, sorted them out, and placed them on the left side of the console.
"The game begins." The mechanical sound suddenly sounded.
Bai Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, he calmly and calmly picked up the card making tool on the console, and began to process the materials in an orderly manner.
Three hundred minutes, six spell cards, he has to arrange the failure rate properly...
Knowing that at this time, the host of the Canterlot TV station must be sitting with Master Timothy Spell Card again, and began to comment on their game screen, and the recorders may have pulled the screen closer and brought them the contestants. His "big face" was broadcast to every corner of the virtual city, Bai Rong slightly pressed the brim of his hat and pulled his mask.
He didn't want to spread the big face of his image all over Shengya.
The competition hall was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard, and the tense atmosphere spread silently throughout the audience. Bai Rong calmly and calmly made a plan in his heart. After making basic spell cards, the three basic spell cards were put away and placed in the upper right corner of the console.
At this time, just one hundred minutes passed.
Bai Rong let out a long breath in his heart. This time, he had set the success rate of the basic spell cards to be 50%. Although it was high, it should not be too high among the top 50.
Then, Bai Rong planned the production plan of intermediate spell cards in his mind, and then started to make intermediate spell cards.
Because there are only 200 minutes left, Bai Rong is going to use up all the ten materials he has picked out, so that the success rate of card making is 30%, which is not an exaggeration, but it is considered a high success rate for intermediate spell cards. .
First, he made three sets of intermediate spell cards, and Bai Rong made two successively. Then he pretended to be mentally overdrawn. took four.
The hostess who attracted the commentary and the hundreds of millions of residents of Shengya who watched the live broadcast sighed repeatedly.
However, what everyone did not expect was that in the last second of the last minute before the end of the game, Bai Rong ended the last stroke on the spell card with great difficulty and precision.
In an instant, a dazzling silver light mixed with purple flashed!
Card into! ! !
At the moment when they got stuck, countless people couldn't help but exclaimed in excitement. Some slammed the table, some jumped up, and some frantically swiped the "Aahahah" barrage on the live video. .
After all, this kind of game that completes the reversal in the nick of time is too exciting! So touching!
The hostess in charge of the commentary was also very excited. From them, they could see that only twelve people had completed the production of six spell cards within the competition time. Still very weak!
This last-minute spell card master might really be able to fight back and advance!
I don't know that this move has attracted the attention of Master Timothy and countless residents of Saint Asia, but it has also attracted billions of fans and admirers at once, and his reputation has suddenly rushed to the top ten of Saint Asia's spell card masters. Rongji put the six spell cards into the drawer that popped up under the console according to the instructions of the machine sound.
Seeing that the locked drawer was instantly retracted just after the spell card was put in, Bai Rong wiped away his sweat and let out a sigh of relief.
Scared him to death, he almost pretended to take off this time...
After walking out of the competition hall, Bai Rong swept to Grace who was walking towards the entrance of the hall from behind, and quickly accelerated the speed of his feet, and left the as-association building as quickly as he ran away.
Seeing Bai Rong's movements, Grace frowned slightly and walked out of the hall unhurriedly to the high-level VIP room on the upper floor of the competition hall.
"Second prince." Grace knocked on the door of the VIP room respectfully.
Soon a voice came from the house: "Come in."
"Yes." Grace pushed open the door, walked in and gently closed the door.
"Grace, I'm afraid you won't be able to advance this time." Turning the swivel chair with her back to Grace, the second prince laughed and his voice was lazy.
"The subordinate's ability is insufficient, and the second prince will be punished."
"Punishment?" The second prince stood up with a smile, walked towards Grace and said, "You are not yet forty years old, but you are still young. Your achievements so far have been amazing, why should I punish you?"
"Second prince..."
"Good..." The second prince suddenly embraced Grace's waist and chuckled, "Why are you worried about what to do?"
Grace's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to say "the second prince was promoted to S-class mecha maker at a young age, so his grades are nothing", but his words were blocked back in his throat, and he was stunned for a moment and then quickly broke free. Opening up, he lowered his head and said, "Second prince... You, stop joking."
"Okay, it's my fault." Grace smiled and narrowed her eyes, let go of her arm gently, and changed the subject: "Speaking of which... the spell card master you mentioned earlier is really interesting, did you find anything?"
"I found some, but nothing fundamental."
"Then..." The second prince was about to say something when he suddenly received a marked message.
"Eldest sister?" The second prince's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly opened the message, "Eldest sister, what's the matter?"
"Droga, come to my place."
"Sister..." Deroga's eyes suddenly flashed and he asked, "Are you alone?"
"Don't ask, come here quickly, I have something to discuss with you, and it has to do with my father." Princess Mag is in the military at this time. As a lieutenant general, she can only hope to have one day off a month. She can only log in to the virtual machine. In the city, find your younger brother and sister in the residence to meet and discuss things.
"Fenya is there too?" As soon as his sister said don't ask, Deroga knew that she was not alone, and his face suddenly turned cold.
"… Yes." Margo was also helpless, wondering why these two younger siblings couldn't get along so well. Although Fenya was spoiled and domineering, she should be educated, not a cold war. I really have a vengeance...
"I see, I'll go right now." Droga withdrew his face and left the conference room with long legs.
…
On the other side, Bai Rong found where Mu Chongyan had parked, opened the door and sat in.
"Mr. Mu performed very well this time." Mu Chongyan started the accelerator and slowly left the parking lot.
"It's okay..." Bai Rong smiled and said, "I almost finished making the third intermediate spell card."
"Mr. Mu is already very powerful. There are only twelve spell card masters who have completed six spell cards this time. I believe that Mr. Mu can advance."
"Only twelve?" Bai Rong raised his voice in surprise, "So few!"
"This is not too small. The difficulty of this competition has increased a lot, and the process has accelerated. Many spell card masters are in a hurry to prepare, which is not bad."
"...Yes." Bai Rong nodded, stared at Mu Chongyan's profile and said, "I'm going to practice the mecha for a while, Mr. Wei will drive me directly to the virtual mecha joint."
"Okay." Mu Chongyan glanced at the shepherd man in the rearview mirror, and paused, "But Mr. Mu just finished making the spell card, don't you need a rest?"
"It's alright, I can't help it." Bai Rong raised his face with a smile, with a firm tone, "I want to master the video training tutorial you sent me within a month, so... it's better to hurry up and be a little tired. nothing."
"Mr. Mu... so diligent and hardworking, I'll give Mr. Mu a gift." A flash of admiration flashed in Mu Chongyan's eyes. He couldn't help but admire a talented and hard-working person.
"Gift?" Bai Rong's eyes lit up like a star, "What gift?"
"I have a super advanced VIP card in the as virtual machine armor federation. I will open a super training room for you for a month. During this month, you just need to go there, no need to make an appointment."
"Really?!! Thank you Mr. Wei!!" Bai Rong's face brightened, which really surprised him. He knew that it was extremely difficult to reserve the special training room of the Virtual Mecha Association. So I just made an appointment for a general training room, although the equipment and venue are a bit poor.
"No thanks, Mr. Mu likes it."
"Hey hey hey..." Bai Rong looked at Mu Chongyan's handsome profile, and suddenly smirked, his dark eyes curved into crescents, "Speaking of which... it was my birthday yesterday, so I can take this as a birthday present... "
Bai Rong was so happy in his heart that he seemed to have poured a can of heated golden syrup into his heart, and the whole heart was sweet and warm.
He also received a birthday present!
For the first time since birth! ! !
Bai Rong pressed the back of his hand to his lips, for fear that he would laugh too stupidly and scare his daughter-in-law away.
"Yesterday was Mr. Mu's birthday. I actually missed the most congratulatory day." Mu Chongyan looked at the back seat with joy just because he received a gift that was not a birthday present. The person with the breath, suddenly felt a little... dissatisfied with the daughter-in-law that the shepherd talked about.
This is how much she ignores the Shepherd to make him happy to receive such a "gift"... This way.
"In a moment, I'll go practice with Mr. Mu." Mu Chongyan suddenly said, "I'll give you some pointers, you can practice faster."
"Is that okay?" Unexpectedly, one surprise after another fell on him, Bai Rong's eyes widened, "Aren't you busy?"
Mu Chongyan crossed out the plan he had made before, and said against his will, "I'm not busy."
"Thank you, then." Bai Rong rolled his eyes and stared at Mu Chongyan's profile without moving. No matter how he looked at him, he thought that Mu Chongyan was handsome and he was such a nice person.
"Oh... By the way, I suddenly remembered something." Bai Rong said cheerfully: "Mr. Wei told me to find a hacker to help me modify my body data. I have figured it out now. I want to modify it in the next few days. Can you see?"
The author has something to say: I wish the babies a happy holiday today, love you~
Happy White Rongrong Festival too~
Bai Rong (jumping up and waving a small fist): I am an adult tough guy! ! adult! ! !
Mu Chongyan (pulling into his arms and kissing): Good... You are my baby too...
Bai Rong (little face blushing): ... Hmph, then, then I'll spend this festival...