Uchiha Xuan did not accept the report, but drew a red line on the holographic screen with his fingertips, marking those abnormal data as "highest risk".
"Eleven cases of recessive memory mutations occurred in the genetic samples of three hundred newborn individuals." Xuan turned and walked towards the biological laboratory behind him, the hem of his black windbreaker brushing the cold metal floor, "This is not a small number. Chiyo, do you think this is just a nightmare?"
Chiyo Saori followed quickly, the sound of high heels hitting the ground echoing in the empty corridor, rapid and somewhat panicked.
"My subordinate neglected his duty. The initial judgment is that the chakra radiation residue in the embryonic cultivation stage caused the neurons--"
"It's not radiation." Xuan interrupted her, his voice as cold as a piece of tempered steel, "It's 'ghost' causing trouble."
No matter how precise the cleaning is, there is always something damn hidden in the Uchiha Clan's gene chain.
In Sterile Laboratory No. 3, eleven life-support cabins are arranged in a semicircle.
The baby inside was not in a deep sleep, but had its dark pupils that were not yet fully developed, staring blankly at the indicator light on the cabin roof.
"Remove the anesthetic gas." Xuan walked to cabin No. 1 and gave the order in a concise manner without any hint of warmth.
"But Master," Chiyo's fingers stopped on the control panel, his knuckles turning slightly white, "If anesthesia is not used, the severe pain during the nerve rewriting process may cause the larvae to be brain dead, or..."
"Or let them remember this pain." Xuan put his palm against the glass cover, and the black and red light of Myriad Phenomena Devouring System penetrated instantly, "In this empire, pain is the best teacher. Execute."
Chiyo gritted his teeth and pulled the gate.
The nutrient solution in the life-support cabin began to boil.
Xuan's pupils instantly transformed into the pattern of Eternal Mangekyō, but he did not use illusions, but directly activated the system's "analysis" function.
Dozens of chakra probes were roughly inserted into the back of Baby No. 1's neck, which was the reserved interface for connecting to "Fire Seal".
The stream of data washed over Xuan's retina like a waterfall.
There is no external spiritual pollution.
There are no traces of hostile ninjutsu.
Xuan's eyes locked on a dark shadow deep in the hippocampus of the baby's brain.
That's the gene's own defense mechanism - "Visual Echo Inheritance".
The ancestors of these crazy people.
In order to ensure that combat experience is not lost, the ancient bloodline of the Uchiha Clan will automatically burn the most impressive scenes during reproduction and pass them on from generation to generation.
"Export the screen." Xuan Leng snorted.
There was a distortion in the air, and the system projected the brainwaves into the air.
Although blurry and noisy, the back figure still has a suffocating sense of oppression.
On the scorched earth, a man wearing red armor held a huge Gunbai and stared at the sky with one eye.
That arrogant chakra fluctuation, even through the heavy filters of genetic memory, still caused the temperature of the laboratory to plummet.
Madara Uchiha.
This is the "god" in the dreams of those eleven babies.
"Sure enough, it's the remnant poison of this old thing." Xuan's lips curved with a hint of mockery, "Even if you die, you want to occupy a place in the minds of future generations through your bloodline?"
"It is recommended to remove the area related to the prefrontal lobe." Chiyo quickly gave the most rational solution. "Although it will lose some creativity, it can ensure absolute loyalty."
"Excision? What a waste."
Xuan stretched out his hand, and Void caught the image code.
"There is a fine line between fear and worship. Instead of deleting it, it is better to change the script."
Myriad Phenomena Devouring System is running wildly, and the huge data flow rushes directly into that genetic memory.
The picture began to distort and reorganize.
The originally arrogant back was forcibly added to a wretched and rickety figure; the Gunbai in his hand, which symbolized power, was tampered with into a damaged thief's bag; and in the sky, a pair of huge eyes belonging to Uchiha Xuan stared coldly below, and then a bolt of thunder fell, killing the "thief" to pieces.
"Recode." Xuan's voice was as low as a spell, "Tagged object: Madara Uchiha. Definition: The thief who stole Progenitor's fire. Ending: Executed."
"Inject."
Data reflow.
The baby in the cabin suddenly twitched violently, and screamed hoarsely from its delicate throat.
It was not a cry of fear, but an angry roar similar to that of a wild animal whose territory has been violated.
The heart rate curve on the instrument soared crazily, and the dopamine secretion representing "admiration" instantly returned to zero, replaced by a surge of adrenaline representing "hate."
After a few seconds, the baby calmed down.
When he opened his eyes again, there was a hint of ferocity in his originally empty eyes, baring his teeth at the void.
He hated the "thief" in his dream.
"The effect is good." Xuan took back his hand, took the wet wipes handed by Chiyo and wiped his fingers, "There are ten left, all of them will be treated as such. In addition, I will modify the genetic sequence of the third generation embryos and completely weld this 'inheritance channel' to me."
Chiyo looked at the baby with fierce eyes, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, lowered his head and said, "Yes."
At this moment, the piercing siren tore through the silence without warning.
Red light flashes crazily in the laboratory.
"Report to the Lord!" came the urgent voice of the reconnaissance team on the communication channel, "High-frequency chakra resonance was detected three thousand meters below the river bed Naka River! The band analysis... is completely consistent with the late Madara Uchiha Susanoo!"
Xuan paused in wiping his hands.
"Chiyo."
"My subordinate is here."
"Take a team to have a look. Don't let me down."
Half an hour later.
Naka River Ruins was already in ruins, but deep in the dry river bed, Chiyo Saori led a team of guards wearing exoskeleton armor to break through the solidified magma layer.
In the hot underground cavity, there stood a black stone tablet made of unknown material.
A strange purple light flows on the surface of the stele, and it seems that its true appearance was revealed due to the resonance just now.
There is half an ancient cuneiform sentence engraved on it, and the handwriting is vigorous, as if it was cut out with bloody fingers.
Chiyo adjusts the focus and transmits the picture back to the fortress in real time.
"Fire does not spread falsehood, only idealism..."
The writing on the back is blurry.
Thousands of meters above the ground, Xuan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the half-sentence of ancient teachings on the screen that had a strong sense of preaching.
"Fire does not spread falsehood?"
He chuckled, raised his right hand, and gently tapped the glass window with his index finger, facing the direction of the Naka River.
"Who is true and who is false is never decided by a stone."
At the fingertips, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up.
No need Hand Seals, no need to chant.
The "Heavenly Punishment" main gun hovering at the bottom of the fortress was fully charged instantly.
"Boom--!!!"
A crimson beam with a diameter of more than fifty meters penetrated the sky and the earth, like a sword of Divine Punishment, accurately piercing the earth of the Naka River.
Chiyo and others didn't even have time to react, they only felt the ground under their feet liquefying instantly.
The mysterious stone tablet that carried the will of the ancestors, together with the unfinished warning on it, was directly vaporized by the high temperature of thousands of degrees in an instant, leaving not even ashes behind.
The entire Naka River Ruins has a bottomless glazed pit.
Xuan took back his hand and looked at the scorched earth that was still smoking, with only indifference in his eyes.
"Tidy up."
He turned around and walked towards the throne without even looking out the window.
"Starting tomorrow, let those old people still hiding in the cracks in the ground know that the real fire has never been extinguished."
On the other end of the communicator, Chiyo Saori looked at the huge pit in front of him and swallowed a gulp of saliva. He was about to order a retreat, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of unnatural mud turning marks on the edge of the pit.