Mo Yun stood there with her mouth open for quite a while before finally coming back to herself and gritting her teeth. "Even if I can't finish reading them in my lifetime, my children and grandchildren certainly will."
That was assuming she had children first. Xia Fan chuckled softly. "Of course. You could also teach them to the Mechanical Bureau's disciples in batches. That would greatly shorten the time needed to learn them."
In fact, as descendants of the new humans, people's learning potential far surpassed that of their ancestors. Xia Fan had once been curious: if sensing qi required such enormous brains, why did the people living on the Moon Satellite look no different from ordinary people? The Thought-Control System's explanation was that modifying the brain had been an early experiment, much like the first computers—both bulky and sluggish.
As more and more people researched qi, the importance of sensing qi had risen to the level of an essential quality for the new age. Technological advances had also made it possible for humans to retain the ability to sense qi while maintaining the size of natural humans. Thus, altering the genetic code of natural humans, strengthening their nervous systems while allowing the next generation to retain unchanged appearances, had become the natural course of things.
After all, enlarging the head also required strengthening the spine and limbs, and such strange appearances were difficult for the public's aesthetic tastes to accept. Thus, this modification gradually followed the same path as computers: ordinary people pursued miniaturization, while researchers intoxicated by cutting-edge technology chose gigantism.
In just fifty years, newborns with modified genes had become the mainstream of the world.
In other words, the artificial lifeforms and natural lifeforms now surviving were all beneficiaries of that batch of modification projects. It was