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Fang Ning thought this was a good idea. When Xiaokong grew up a little, she could let her take care of her younger sisters.

And when Xiaokong learns all the words, the task of teaching her younger sister can probably be handed over to her.

But I always feel that if things continue like this, Xiaokong is likely to become a silly girl.

I hope I won’t be too stupid in the future.

After rubbing Xiaokong's head, Fang Ning continued to teach her to recognize words.

On Earth, at the Fire Moth's base, the top leaders also held a meeting.

"We must have more high-end combat capabilities to deal with the current situation."

Chapter 49: National Miners

At the Fire Moth headquarters, the meeting of the top executives did not go smoothly. Regarding the proposal on how to increase high-end combat capabilities, no one could come up with a specific solution, and it was basically just empty talk.

The middle-aged man who presided over the meeting knew that these people could not come up with any feasible plans at all, and that they were only making empty promises to defraud funds.

If it were a normal day, he naturally wouldn't care about the funding for one or two projects, and the more projects he established, the more benefits he would gain from them.

But the problem is that Fire Moth is almost out of money.

Although the orc warriors cost nothing, those beasts also need to eat.

Even though they generally do not survive more than three days and will die on the battlefield, the total number is still very large, and the food expenses alone are almost draining the organization.

Although the logistics sector has always been very profitable and the middle-aged man has made a lot of money from it, that is his money, not the organization's.

The Fire Moth has no money, and he can't take it from the pocket of the leader.

Given the current situation, the United Nations on Fire Moth can no longer allocate more funds.

After all, Spiral Works is a non-governmental organization, so large-scale infrastructure construction around the world is not free and requires funding from governments.

What’s more crucial is that the money has to be spent. Infrastructure construction requires a large number of manpower, but apart from robots, not many people dare to work on the construction site when earthquakes occur frequently.

That's not called work, that's called committing suicide.

The United Nations' funding comes from various governments, and the government's money is given to Spiral Workshop to renovate new buildings and build coastal defense guns, so the United Nations' pockets are naturally empty.

Of course, most UN parliamentarians are rich, but the middle-aged man feels it is unrealistic to expect them to come up with money.

Not to mention, Spiral Workshop recently plans to reopen sea routes. If governments want to take advantage of the transportation, they will definitely have to pay a large sum of money.

The United Nations only gave the man two budgets, and even with this little money he was required to produce results.

If Spiral Workshop wasn't hiring, he would have wanted to switch jobs there.

However, the situation was stronger than him, and since there were demands from above, he had no choice but to do it.

There are only two budgets, and we can't get much this time, so we might as well give it all away.

However, we have to find something that is made with real ingredients and can also solve the food problem.

The middle-aged man looked around, finally looking at the green-haired woman who hadn't said a word during the meeting...

"Haha, after all this talk, in the end, you still have to follow my original plan. I really don't know what those people are trying to achieve by holding meetings every day."

After the meeting (Part 7) ended, upon returning to the Babel Tower Laboratory, Mebius collapsed directly onto the sofa. After making some sarcastic remarks about the higher-ups, he shouted:

"Kelsey, are you there? Make me a cup of coffee and put more sugar in it."

"Doctor, Kal'tsit is not here. I will be on duty in the laboratory today."

Mebius looked up from the sofa and saw a young woman with the same hair color as hers brewing coffee with great skill.

The young woman had very heavy dark circles under her eyes and looked like a hardworking office worker.

"Ah, it's Klein. That's not right. I remember you were transferred to work with Blanca to coordinate with the Spiral Workshop, right?"

Mebius nodded subconsciously at first, but soon realized something was wrong and looked a little confused.

"Cang Xuan and Dan Zhu are going to participate in an online event today, so I've been asked to cover for a day."

As he spoke, Klein walked over with a cup of coffee. After putting it down, he reached out and touched the head of the blue-haired girl next to Mebius.

"And Grace, she said she wanted to come see you, so I brought her here."

"Um!?"

Mobius then noticed that little Gresh had been sitting next to her, quietly drawing. He was startled, but quickly calmed down. He stared at the little girl concentrating on drawing, and after a moment, he said:

"...When did little Grace learn Padu's slacking skills?"

"She learned it a long time ago. When she was concentrating on painting, even Blanca would accidentally ignore her."

"This is really... Should I say that Padu is not doing her job properly, or that children are very adaptable? I didn't expect that little Grace would actually learn such a skill."

Mebius took a sip of his coffee, then nodded with satisfaction. He looked at Klein across the coffee table and said,

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and your cooking skills are still so good. Do you often make it for yourself?"

"About the same. There's a lot of work over there. Even though Senior Blanca is very dedicated, everyone still has to work overtime. So in their free time, everyone comes for a cup of coffee to refresh themselves."

"Oh, how are you feeling? I see your dark circles are getting heavier."

"It's not a problem. It's all about getting the job done. And I'm fine with it."

"You...are always like this. You don't take care of yourself at all."

After that, Mebius fell silent, holding his coffee in both hands. Klein was not a talkative person either, so the only sound in the air was the slight vibration of the paintbrush painting the colors.

"...Klein, what exactly is the definition of a human being?"

In the quiet room, Mebius suddenly asked. Before Klein could answer, the mature woman with long light green hair continued:

"To me now, the genes that determine the birth, aging, illness and death of organisms are no longer mysterious. Creating new species is as simple as building blocks. But the more I study, the more confused I become."

“If genes can be edited at will, will humans still be human?”

Mebius holds the genetic code, but has never edited the genes of any human.

Because she understood that after being edited, humans would inevitably lose their mystery in her eyes.

If humans have no special characteristics and are no different from the animals that she has arbitrarily transformed, then how can humans find their own pride?

Mebius hoped to find a surreal existence of soul or consciousness, but she didn't. Even the Primarchs who were crushed every day did not behave in ways that exceeded the genes she designed.

The same is true for humans. The civilization created by humans today is also based on genes.

Even those dedications that seem to go against genetic instincts are part of the genes.

Animals are sometimes like this, and so are the orc warriors. They all have the spirit of sacrifice to give their lives for humanity without hesitation.

This is not brainwashing, it's just the expression of a small gene.

For ideals, for beliefs, and even for family.

Those ethical and moral qualities that humans believe to be special may not exist in the face of genes.

If Mebius wanted to, she could even create a race that perfectly followed all human ethics, never lost their ideals, and always fought for them.

In other words, she could evolve humans at any time, but in that case, humans would become a work of art, a meticulously crafted, perfect object.

But no matter how detailed or perfect it is, it is just a work of art.

Mebius couldn't agree with humans becoming something like this, so even though she could create powerful orc warriors, she was unwilling to edit humans.

Human beings should be nobler beings and should never associate with wild beasts.

Until he finds out what the noble thing is, Mebius has no intention of using his gene editing technology on humans.

"...Doctor, I don't know."

Klein pondered for a long time before answering in a low voice.

Mebius wasn't surprised. She had just asked casually and hadn't expected to get the answer so easily.

And she also wants to find the answer to this question by herself.

"Well…"

The blue-haired girl drawing nearby suddenly made a distressed sound, and Mebius turned and asked:

"What's wrong, little Gray?"

"Ah, it's Aunt Mebius."

As she spoke, little Grace opened her arms, looking as if asking for a hug.

Mebius didn't care about the paint on the little girl's hands. He bent down and hugged her gently.

"Okay, you seemed distressed just now, what happened?"

"Hmm…I'm out of paint."

"Is that so? Let me see, aren't there still a lot here?"

"It's different. It doesn't have the color I want."

Hearing this, Mebius looked at the painting Gray was working on.

In the warm tones of the afternoon, there is a lush green meadow and a few large trees sparsely scattered around. A brown-haired girl with cat ears and a cat tail is lying drowsily in a hammock between two trees.

But the whole painting seems to be missing something, so it looks a bit monotonous.

"Indeed, I always feel like something is missing."

"Well, it lacks a bit of Sister Padu's favorite gold."

……

"Mmm...ah! It feels so good to swim in gold coins!"

In the vast white space, a brown-haired girl with cat ears stretched out on a hammock, and below the hammock was a sea of ​​gold coins.

Padu picked up a few gold coins and looked at them with regret in her eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's not true."

As she finished her words, the gold coins disappeared in an instant, and the entire space turned white again.

Lying in the hammock, Paddo tapped the air, and soon a pop-up window popped up. She swiped a few times and selected a picture of a beautiful beach.

Then the next second the whole space turned into the sunny beach in the picture. Paddo took out her sunglasses, felt the comfortable sea breeze, and lay leisurely in the hammock.

The stuff at Spiral Workshop is amazing! I wonder if Big Sister Wei Erwei will accept her if she mentions Fang Ning's name.

What Paddo is using now is the brain wave display device sold by Spiral Workshop, which is commonly known as the "miner's hat".

Because this thing is specifically marked in the product introduction, Spiral Workshop will requisition the brain's computing power with the user's consent.

Most users will tick the box to agree when the expropriation terms pop up when they use this thing for the first time. There is no other reason, the main reason is that Spiral Workshop gives money.

Due to the global earthquake, the number of unemployed people has skyrocketed, and most of them are people engaged in manual labor. Under the current circumstances, transformation is very difficult.

Before the miner's hat was released, many families had already started to borrow money to make ends meet, and a small number of them were even heavily in debt due to their special family circumstances.

Although some countries provide relief funds, only a few countries have the resources to do so.

Therefore, the miner's hat of Spiral Workshop is the only way out for those with low cultural level.

But after actually trying it, they found that mining with their brains was much easier than using their bodies.

Wear it before going to bed every day. Although you may feel tired when you wake up the next day, you will feel better after a few more hours of sleep.

But the money earned in one night is equivalent to a day's hard work on weekdays.

More importantly, anyone can do this job as long as their brain development is complete.

And because there is no need to rely on physical labor, there is not much difference in wages between men and women.

If you mine for a whole night and get more money than others, it only proves that your brain is more active than others.

This activity does not refer to how smart one is, but rather the comprehensive level of imagination and calculation ability.

So most normal people are not much different in this regard.

As for those whose mining efficiency is really low, Spiral Workshop seems to recommend them to do other jobs.

Pado had only occasionally heard people talking about them online, and those people were currently working somewhere.

Governments around the world have remained silent on Spiral Workshop's open sale of such products, neither supporting nor opposing it.

Because Spiral Workshop makes so much money, no matter how it is used, as long as it can be spit out, it will be good for everyone.

Of course, they would not agree to Spiral Workshop requisitioning their brains, and they didn't even intend to buy the brainwave display device.