Ponzu looked at Odin in confusion. "A meme?"
"Right," Odin said. "Turn the Nen Script meridians into information that can be transmitted. Anyone who comes into contact with it will be able to acquire Nen Script meridians."
"At first, it can spread through physical contact. Later, just seeing it or learning about it as a human will be enough for it to spread. Then everyone, whether they're alive now, born in the future, or still unborn, will be able to acquire these Nen Script meridians," he said with a smile.
Ponzu nodded in surprise. It certainly was a good idea, but... "What if someone isn't human, but considers themselves human?"
"Wouldn't that be even better?" Odin said with a grin. "That's what makes a meme a meme. Whatever they were before, once they consider themselves human, they'll be human from then on. At most, they'll just be a special ethnic group within the Human Race."
Clearly, Odin saw no problem with another species transforming its entire race into humans through a meme.
The most important question before Odin now was how far he should develop these Nen Script meridians.
Clearly, making them like his own was out of the question. If everyone's were like his, they would probably spend their entire lives stuck in the Qi Refining Realm, which was hardly what he wanted.
Unless future Nen users all developed their Nen Abilities along the same lines as Odin's, specifically to convert energy into Nen and true essence.
But if they did that, these Nen users would have the weakest combat strength of all Nen users at the same realm.
It would practically amount to a health-maintenance art.
After all, not everyone had Odin's extraordinary control over Nen, nor his talent for replicating and converting an unknown form of energy