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Chapter 181 Opening a New Era, Gene Technology and Soul Technology Parallel
Su Sheng and Meili have talked a lot about the core of the fourth-level civilization, soul technology. Moreover, Su Sheng believes that the soul can be analyzed and analyzed not only from the perspective of consciousness and memory, but also from the perspective of genes, just like Su once As Cheng said, in the fragments of genes, those seemingly chaotic bases may hide a large amount of life and soul information, and even many psychiatrists and biological geneticists believe that the storage place of memory is actually in the gene. in the "fragments".

And this gene and soul will not necessarily be separated. In the vast universe, especially in the case of fairy civilization, there are methods and ways to cultivate the soul and primordial spirit. That is to say, when the development of the soul and the body can realize Double isolation is parallel, and the memory and energy of the soul can only be ingested and supplied from genes, just like once the fourth gene lock is opened, the human body can absorb and absorb mysterious energy from the universe. Of course, whether this energy It is not easy to say that it is consistent with the aura and true energy he cultivated, but it can be tested.

"I need someone to try to break through the bottleneck of the fourth genetic lock."

"Teacher, let me try."

Zhu Mingming, who has been silent all this time, said.

Su Cheng waved his hand, "You don't need it, your fourth gene lock has already been opened, but your fourth level doesn't belong to this method, but if you want to try it, I agree, the route of the nine-level gene lock, I will I want you to start it."

"Well, I'm coming!"

……

Zhu Mingming agreed to inject the mythical fourth-generation gene lock breakthrough medicine.

Logically speaking, Zhu Mingming can only be regarded as the golden elixir stage, but if scientific methods are used to forcibly break the fourth genetic lock, the situation may be able to be like the integration stage and the soul can leave the body in advance.

After Zhu Mingming injected the fourth generation genetic medicine.

……

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Zhang Wei graduated.

Funeral technology and management major, referred to as funeral major.

The courses are interesting and full, such as: plastic surgery, convergence, antisepsis, bone burning, Feng Shui and so on.

"Weizi, the city's first-level funeral home is a career department, so you don't want to take the test?"

"Mice, I got an offer from the old crematorium on the outskirts of the city."

Li Hao put his hand on Zhang Wei's forehead and touched it, "It's not burned."

"Don't make trouble." He slapped Li Hao's salty pig's trotters off.

"The old crematorium is a private enterprise that is about to close down, brother with no future."

Seeing that Zhang Wei pursed his lips and remained silent, Li Hao stopped asking questions. Everyone has his own ambitions, and maybe he just likes old cremation equipment with a long-lasting fragrance.

Li Hao dragged his suitcase and left. He was left alone in the huge dormitory, and he was a little disappointed. He also wanted to take the career establishment examination and enter a public institution.

But he has a second uncle, an old bachelor who just burped half a month ago.

The old crematorium was founded by the second uncle with all his hard work, and the heir of the will is Zhang Wei.

He graduated to find a job, but he went home and directly inherited the family business, isn't he happy?
The answer is, happy to die!

Packed up clothes, books and other daily necessities, two 24-inch suitcases, and dragged the suitcases away from the ivory tower.

The old crematorium is located in the outskirts of a remote city, surrounded by wasteland, and there is only one gravel road leading to the crematorium. If there is anything lively nearby, it is the Nanshan Cemetery two miles away from the crematorium.

There is an old man at the gate of the cemetery, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, who often mutters: People are like candles, and the light fades away.

There are only one bus on the outer suburban line in the morning and one in the evening. Get off at Nanshan Cemetery Station and drag your suitcase to the crematorium.

The old gravel road is full of potholes, overgrown with weeds on the side of the road, and the wilderness is barren. A breeze blows through the heart and cools the heart. A cool song is given to myself.

The large iron gate of the crematorium is full of rust and is half-closed and ajar. The tall chimneys have been blackened by smoke for a long time. Between, um, the meaning of the designer is far-reaching.

Behind the two rows of bungalows is a small two-storey western-style building as his residence, and as far as the eye can see, the crematorium covering an area of ​​ten acres will be his private property in the future.

But having said that, can this kind of ghost place still receive business orders?In recent years, better funeral homes have provided one-stop services, while the services of old crematoria are still the same, only providing cremation.

"Mess."

Complaints are complaints, and what should be tidied up and cleaned should not be left behind.

Two-story small building, four rooms, need to be cleaned inside and out, hall and kitchen on the first floor, bedroom and study on the second floor.

When he was cleaning the study, he found a weird box locked by dozens of black iron chains.

"Second uncle must be idle."

What the hell?It also needs the winding ring locks of the inner three layers and the outer three layers.

I don't know if the iron lock was rusted or corroded, or the texture was not good. In short, when I pulled it lightly, the iron chain broke suddenly and scattered all over the place.

Open the wooden box, and there is another smaller patent leather wooden box inside.

Opening the lid of the small wooden box, a flame like a blue lotus jumped, flickered, and fluttered.

"North grass! Longevity!"

Zhang Wei ran away, but was eventually chased by the Lanlian flames. The strange flames blocked his way, and he was almost scared to pee, "Aunt Vulcan, I want money but no money, no power, except for being a little handsome, I I really have nothing, my skin is thick, my blood is smelly, my flesh is woody, and it doesn’t taste good.”

whoosh-

The flames went out.

Ok?
What about the weird flames?

Encountering a ghost on the first day at the crematorium, oh, bad luck!

It stands to reason that those who majored in funerals would not be afraid of ghosts and gods. However, on the contrary, the more they come into contact with dead bodies, the more they revere life and the more they believe in the presence of gods.

I mustered up the courage to look for the flames for a long time, but the search was fruitless. Could it be that I was hallucinating due to vertigo?

With doubts and fears, Zhang Wei spent the first night in the crematorium.

The next morning, it was discovered that it was phosphorite...

The next day, I continued to clean the crematorium. I needed to clean the cremation room and adjust the cremation equipment by the way. I don’t know if these dilapidated equipment can continue to be used.

Two rows of bungalows are tightly locked by two arm-thick iron chains.

Opening the chained box yesterday, a strange circle of blue lotus flames appeared, don't make any more fools today.

The thick iron chains are like rotten old wood, and they crumble to pieces as soon as they are touched.

"I'm afraid you are a fake chain."

Push the door of the cremation room open, the smell of mold and decay, the stench of corpses, the cremation furnace, the chimney, and the cremation bed.

A place of white bones...

Apart from being dumbfounded, Zhang Wei didn't know what to do next.

"Second uncle, what are you going to do?"

Pushing away another cremation room, there is only one statue, which belongs to the second uncle.

The statue is definitely a masterpiece, and the fat and fat second uncle is lifelike.

"Naughty, second uncle, don't make trouble, okay, I just want to make a living."

The statue of the second uncle pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, looking very domineering.

Suddenly, the statue of the second uncle moved, scaring Zhang Wei to crawl away from the crematorium.

"Oh shit, shit, Haozi, I have to rely on my career to make it up! The end of the universe, end, make it up!"

A Zhu Mingming floated out from the statue...

Ever since Zhu Mingming's soul came out of his body successfully, he was young after all, and he was fond of playing, so he let his soul drift away with the wind, and happened to come here, so there was a scene...

(End of this chapter)