Xu Zhi saw it clearly: since they could create Biological Ship-type creatures, then creating a flying composite organism—an island in the sky—was not out of the question.
"If it can be realized, then the problem that has been giving me a headache will be instantly solved: Achilles of the Land of the Gods."
A faint delight rose in Xu Zhi's heart.
This plan had to be attempted.
If it succeeded, it would mark a cross-generational chapter in the history of species evolution.
As for the proposal saying that it would require nearly a hundred players working together, consume immense manpower and resources, and involve an extraordinarily complicated, massive bioengineering project—what did that have to do with Xu Zhi?
They were the ones who would work themselves to death, anyway.
"It needs to be put on the agenda!"
Xu Zhi briefly looked through the other paper proposals. Most of them were indeed quite good and showed the potential to become extraordinary species.
Compared with the abrupt emergency measures last time, they had been given ample time to prepare this time. The quality was more than several levels higher.
The Intelligent Sub-brain spoke in a mechanical voice. "If this plan succeeds, then as the Queen Zerg, you may be able to completely embark upon the extraordinary path of biological evolution."
"Please call me Father Emperor."
Xu Zhi laughed. "And these memorials—I have reviewed them. Withdraw. These fifty slots are hereby confirmed. Issue an imperial notice to announce it. Same as last time: it opens at six tomorrow, the first day of the Third Beta Test."
"Understood."
But clearly, the Intelligent Sub-brain was rather stupid and still did not understand Xu Zhi's dry joke.
After looking through everything, Xu Zhi calmly turned his gaze toward the Great Sandbox.
Another day had passed outside,