You lunatic who tells lies with open eyes, where did I say that? I didn’t say that!
Before Zhang Shou could even curse, Hua Qi, who had come without a trace, disappeared without a trace. He was immediately furious. It was only then that he realized for the first time that the madman that Ah Liu had always called was indeed a real madman. If he could do such a thing as spreading rumors, what else could he not do
If he lets this kind of person help train staff, will he train a bunch of crazy people at home
After this sudden thought came to his mind, he became more and more worried. When Ah Liu came back, he simply told him about what Hua Qi had said and done after he came over. Sure enough, even the little monster-like Ah Liu couldn't help but frown, and then he complained in a low voice: "Master, I'm enough here, why did the emperor send that crazy guy here?"
"I think so too, but the emperor probably thinks that the lunatic has stayed in Yingying's house for too long, so he might as well marry her off. Of course, more importantly, you only have one Ah Liu, and you can't take care of him in two places."
Zhang Shou finally recovered and said to the depressed boy jokingly: "If there are two of you, I will keep one at home and take one with me, then everything will be fine. If there are three of you, I will keep one at home and take another with me, and send another one out to build a foundation for me, then I will never have to worry about food and money for the rest of my life. So, if you give me a bunch of Ah Liu, it is not a dream to conquer the world."
For Ah Liu, this was the greatest compliment. The boy smiled faintly, and then said gloomily, "It's a pity that there is no clone technique in the world... I wish I had a few brothers and sisters!"
Zhang Shou had never expected that a joke could actually inspire Ah Liu to think seriously. He could not help but laugh and cry. He patted the boy's shoulder and said with a smile: "There are nine kinds of dragons, each one is different. Even if you have brothers and sisters, they have their own temperaments and hobbies. How can they be the same as you? They are not clones, and they all have the same morals as you!"
He was used to being careless in front of Ah Liu, and he didn't notice his slip of the tongue after saying this. He turned around and left, but who knew that he would hear Ah Liu's voice behind him: "What is a clone?"
Zhang Shou stopped walking for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "I'm really out of my mind to be telling you this!"
He wanted to change the subject, but when he turned around and saw Ah Liu looking at him intently, he could only sigh and say, "A clone is a person who is exactly the same as you in terms of physiological characteristics. There is no such technology in the world today, so just give up." Even if I had such technology in my previous life, cloning people was prohibited, not to mention that memories cannot be copied.
As for copying temperament, that's even more impossible. It only exists in science fiction... Why did he want to do that? Did he really want to copy a bunch of Ah Liu? Really, they were all led astray by that damn lunatic Hua Qi!
Zhang Shou was helpless about his overly divergent thinking, while Liu was regretting that he had no brothers or sisters and did not know how to clone himself. They never thought that if this could really be realized, it might turn into a horror movie.