In other words, a human production unit wasn't limited to a single form. As long as it met the basic requirements, it could be considered a proper human production unit.
And as someone who had fought for who knew how long in the Warhammer universe, Lu Mingfei naturally had his own unique insights into human production units. He knew how to use the flesh and blood of other creatures to quickly build one.
The more flesh and blood there was, the larger the human production unit would be. It would also contain a more extensive gene pool, making it more productive.
However, it would still take some time for this human production unit to be fully completed. The gene pool inside needed to fuse with the genetic seeds Lu Mingfei had placed within it. Only then could it produce qualified citizens of the Empire.
Their world wasn't ordinary. It was also a world suited to the emergence of a caste system. To some extent, most people carried a trace of dragon genes, though in most cases those genes were so sparse they were almost nonexistent.
True-blooded humans and the like were extremely rare, perhaps even nonexistent.
Citizens of the Empire produced by the human production unit would be assigned ranks according to their cellular vitality and the proportion of dragon blood in their veins. But before the unit could be fully activated, there was one more thing to do.
High in the sky, Lu Mingfei quietly watched the Intellect Brain before him. Gene sequences belonging to dragons and the humans on this planet flickered across its display as it optimized both sets of genes.
There was no helping it. Although the hybrids on this planet seemed powerful, they still fell short of normal creatures. In particular, if the purity of