A Busy Man
"This kid's not normal!"
Normal scribbling or random writing will inevitably have no discernible pattern.
But in Zhang Xuezhou's "focus", Chang Kongluo discovered that the other party's characters were extremely regular and the font structure was extremely complete.
"He seems to have created a cipher!"
Any ordinary person can write a single character, and this character has absolutely no connection to the mainstream script of the Scarlet Alliance State.
In general, this type of character is also called a 'misspelling'.
However, if the scale of misspellings can be expanded to five thousand to ten thousand different characters, and each character has its own special meaning and can be connected into a sentence, this is another kind of script, or even a coded script that can be used to transmit special information.
Clearly, Zhang Xuezhou wrote a coded message.
Apart from the creators and learners, no one else can know the content of the writing.
This is probably why Zhang Xuezhou didn't care that Turkalando and Changkong were watching from the sidelines.
It was as if the other party had thousands of words to transcribe at that moment, and simply couldn't spare the normal time.
Chang Kongluo asked Turkalando some questions, and when he could no longer ask, he took out two bound books from Zhang Xuezhou's bookshelf and turned the pages.
These are, as usual, the texts written by Zhang Xuezhou.
After flipping through several books, Chang Kongluo finally discovered the normal script of the Scarlet Alliance State.
He recognized the characters, but the content left him somewhat bewildered.
"Why can't I understand it even after the translation?"
"This seems somewhat like content from a monastic life!"
When the contents of another cultivation system were presented before him, Chang Kongluo was bewildered.
It's like he's knowledgeable about literature, but he's delving into genetics.
I recognize the characters, but I don't understand their meanings.
While Ren Yisheng would still be open to diverse opinions and constantly search for ancient books for research, Chang Kongluo truly devoted himself to genetics.
His long-buried memories slowly turned the pages, returning him to the days when martial arts training could only strengthen the body, and the mystical pronouncements and deceptions of some cultivators made it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood.
For people of their generation, firearms were the only normal means of self-defense, and firearms were invincible in their minds.
Until the fall of the Qinmeng Empire, some researchers stumbled upon the application of genetic technology to assassins while studying the creatures associated with the Qin-Meng ruins. As a result, some assassins gained extremely advanced abilities.
For example, dodging gunfire.
This single ability alone has compelled many high-level executives to also embark on the path of seeking genetic development.
This research has shifted from crops, which address people's livelihood issues, to humanity itself.
Like crops, humans continuously improve and refine their genes through grafting and other methods, and constantly develop abilities that suit them.
The Human Genome Project has even become an arms race, with people possessing special abilities constantly emerging.
Some people die young, but many more have survived due to genetic traits that are better suited to human development, which are now being studied more and more deeply.
Having observed the development of genes, Chang Kongluo now looked back at the various abilities for strengthening the body and felt that Zhang Xuezhou's information was less obscure.
That was the martial arts and monastic content they had once abandoned, but it seems that some people have picked it up again.
A few years ago, Chang Kongluo would have spat out "stubborn and inflexible" upon seeing this situation.
But now, he vaguely senses that too much has been sacrificed in the rapid development of genes.
Some elements that shouldn't have been discarded have undoubtedly been abandoned in the face of rapid development, but these aging individuals can hardly pick them up again.
"The Eighth Sequence, the Ninth Sequence... the tenth sequence creates gods!"
He murmured to himself.
Gene sequences have undoubtedly been defined, accompanied by extremely fervent research objectives.
Ultimately, superhumans will completely transcend the realm of normal humans, thus entering a new stage of life.
In their defined ultimate sequence, these people possess supreme martial prowess, endless lifespan, and a physical body that will never decay.
Gene research is indeed moving in this direction, and has even achieved some preliminary results in certain aspects.
Unfortunately for Chang Kongluo, no matter how much they invested, they had already been passively eliminated by society.
Ultimately, they could not escape the ravages of time; outward youth could not prevent inner decay.
They are old.
They will go mad, they will die, and it will be difficult to see the birth of an Ultimate Sequencer.
No one will give up, so they will grasp at any straw that may be available.
Wang Jiangtao was like this, Song Xianzong was like this, Luo Tianming was like this, and Chang Kongluo was no exception.
Just thinking about Luo Tianming's smug face in the old mansion filled Chang Kongluo with resentment.
What Luo Tianming pursues, he will inevitably pursue as well.
During the seven days Zhang Xuezhou was in a coma, he went through numerous rounds of communication, signing, binding, and even undergoing surgery such as being put in electronic shackles and having a small bomb implanted in his body before finally gaining temporary freedom.
Chang Kongluo never imagined that Ren Yisheng would be so important.
He had even begun to regret that day as if a venomous scorpion were burrowing into his heart.
If he had been able to communicate properly with Ren Yisheng and work together towards the research of spiritual immortality, he wouldn't have ended up in his current predicament.
Currently, Ren Yisheng is not Ren Yisheng. Ren Wuyang has gone to Qinmeng, and Ren Anran is in a state of abnormality after Ren Yisheng's death. She has been locked up in the medical center. The two of them even believe that Chang Kongluo fought with Ren Yisheng, which led to Ren Yisheng's death in the Twilight Mansion. Their attitude towards Chang Kongluo is not very friendly.
As for Wang Haoran, whose tendons in his hands and feet were severed, or Song Bu'er, who lost his family, or Qin Wenhan, who was mentally unstable, none of them were normal people.
Of the many options, only Zhang Xuezhou, one of Ren Yisheng's students, remained.
This is the worst option under normal circumstances, but it is also the option that Luo Tianming, Song Xianzong, Chang Kongluo, and others have no choice but to select.
No matter how bad Zhang Xuezhou, the other party is currently the person we can contact normally and who is the most convenient to communicate with.
Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou seems to have perfectly inherited Ren Yisheng's methods.
Chang Kongluo was not familiar with Ren Yisheng, but he had visited Ren Yisheng 'Ren Yisheng research lab and even his residence.
Ren Yisheng Yisheng's collection mainly consists of various ancient books, which he also translates, modifies, and corrects from Ren Yisheng to time.
Zhang Xuezhou's strategy was similar to Ren Yisheng's.
Sitting in Zhang Xuezhou's study, where he was writing furiously, Chang Kongluo pondered for a long time.
It wasn't until the special task force outside stirred a little, and Zhu Haishan reluctantly led a middle-aged man with tuberculosis, who was bowing and scraping, into the room, that Chang Kongluo came to his senses.
Clearly, someone else has come looking for Zhang Xuezhou.
This even led to appeals to higher levels of government, forcing Zhu Haishan of the Zhu family to personally intervene.
The presence of a special task force stationed outside the Zhang Household villa was clearly something Zhu Haishan had not anticipated.
Only after presenting his credentials was Zhu Haishan able to pass through smoothly.
"Wen Yishan, you've really found a very busy person!"
Zhu Haishan was indignant before he arrived, thinking that Zhang Xuezhou was putting on too much airs.
But after seeing the members of this special task force, he felt that it was actually normal for Zhang Xuezhou to put on airs.
They surrounded it in circles, and even someone like Zhang Xuezhou would need proof to pass through, let alone him.
This surprised him quite a bit as to why the Zhang Household was surrounded and which Lineage was involved.
However, within Western Capital, with the ongoing battles between Western Capital and other provinces and cities over public opinion, the matter of providing an explanation could not be delayed for long.
This is a very important matter right now, and everyone, regardless of who they are, should give way.
Zhu Haishan felt he still had some influence; if any organization in Western Capital mobilized a special task force to make things difficult for someone, he could step in and mediate.
"Ah..."
He knocked on the door, and when the villa door was opened by the man himself, Zhu Haishan was surprised to see the familiar figure inside. All his thoughts immediately subsided.