Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

Night falls in a manor that is larger than Queen Titania's palace.

The manor is circular in shape and most of the buildings are open-air. Only in the most central part of the manor is there a huge palace that is completely covered by a circular pointed dome.

The moonlight refracted by the panoramic environmental device emits a strange white fluorescence, which not only provides light but also illuminates the buildings in the manor like a fairy palace.

The specially conditioned plants secrete a white mist that fills every inch of land below thirty centimeters outdoors, adding a fairyland-like feeling.

Beautiful women and handsome men dressed in their best clothes, holding wine glasses, gathered in groups in various places in the manor.

A large number of waiters prepared all kinds of strange and exquisite food, exotic drinks and wine for the guests to enjoy.

Here, gathered are the specialties from various star regions within the Grammer Empire, as well as the family members entrenched in them.

But without exception, the faces of people participating in outdoor activities are relatively young, and the oldest ones look to be no more than 30 or 40 years old.

But in fact, they are about twice as old as they look.

But even so, they can only be regarded as juniors. The real family bosses are all in the Imperial Palace in the center of the manor.

That’s right, on the ancestral star of the Grammer Empire, families own palaces that are even more magnificent than the palace of Queen Titania of the Grammer Empire.

When Nan Dou got out of the car, he saw this scene of decadence and extravagance.

"The Imperial Palace is such a great place."

Rodom observed that Nam Doo’s face was expressionless as he said this, and could tell the emotion inside.

But Rodom knew that Nan Dou would never feel happy.

If it were him, he would definitely go crazy if the murderer who killed his teacher was living a comfortable life as usual.

Therefore, Rodom could only change the subject: "Let's go, Nandou. There is a unique wine of life from the Sat star region at the banquet. I heard that it is made from the blood of a creature called elves on Sat star. It tastes quite good. I'll take you to taste it."

"Blood... I'm not interested. Thank you for your kindness."

"Don't worry about me, Rodom, just get down to business first."

After Nan Dou finished speaking, he walked towards the Imperial Palace alone.

"Nandou, that direction is..."

Rodom failed to stop Nan Dou. The direction he was heading would cross the entire banquet, which would inevitably cause some noise. However, Rodom was confident that he could protect Nan Dou, so he let him go.

I was thinking in my heart, maybe Nan Dou had some ideas after seeing the benefits of his family?

“When a person has everything and the pursuits born from the three views he originally developed are fully satisfied, then as time goes by, his moral bottom line will gradually lower, and he will eventually do something that breaks the bottom line of his three views.”

"This kind of thing is not uncommon in human history. Some people achieve enlightenment and become saints, while others fall into depravity and become demons."

"In the interstellar age, this question no longer seems to be a multiple-choice question."

Nan Dou looked at the men and women in front of him with fake smiles on their faces, the smell of blood on their bodies, and the blood-red "drinks" in their hands, and thought coldly in his heart.

A hundred years ago, genetic cloning technology was fully liberalized due to the implementation of the Glory Project.

This new discipline quickly became a hot industry.

At the beginning, there was considerable controversy regarding the human rights issues surrounding genetic cloning.

But after the development, more and more people were assigned to colonize planets and became the true masters of the planets, and no one mentioned this matter again.

After all, who would refuse a genetic clone that is cheap, easy to use, absolutely obedient, hard-working, and can be played with at will?

Gene cloning technology is like a Pandora's box. Once opened, it can never be closed.

Nan Dou knew very well what bloody and disgusting things these men and women who seemed to be so glorious on the surface were doing behind the scenes.

"Hey, new face. Judging from your clothes, you don't look like a customer here."

A group of young men and women in gorgeous clothes saw Nan Dou who broke in unexpectedly, and they had some unknown evil idea in their hearts, so they surrounded Nan Dou together.

The leading young man threw away the wine glass in his hand, walked slowly to Nan Dou, and looked at him carefully.

"Why don't you reply? It looks so tender and delicate, it must taste delicious."

Nan Dou's attire was out of place at the banquet, so he was identified by the young men of the family as a genetic clone who had strayed in.

Because they have lived on the ancestral planet for decades and have met all the big figures from all the families, a young, unfamiliar face like Nan Dou must not be a powerful person.

Facing the man's gaze, Nan Dou remained indifferent and his expression remained cold.

The "taste" they talk about has multiple meanings. One is the taste of taste, and the other is... In the process of seeking excitement again and again, there are no gender boundaries in their eyes.

Seeing that Nan Dou didn't reply, the young man thought he was scared, so he became even more unscrupulous.

He extended his hand towards Nandou...

"Pfft!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The smelly blood splattered on the young man's face, distorting his ugly features due to pain.

"How dare you attack me...Puff!"

"Noisy!"

Nan Dou snorted coldly, and the young man's other arm and legs were cut off at the same time, like straw.

"Guard! Guard!"

The sudden change made the family idiots who were used to playing with genetic clones panic. No one dared to support the young man. They fled in embarrassment, shouting for the guards.

Soon, the clone guards responsible for the banquet's security surrounded Nan Dou.

But what was strange was that many guards just pointed their weapons at Nan Dou but did not shoot.

“Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts! Kill him for me! Quickly!”

"What are you idiots doing standing there? Shoot!"

The man who lost his limbs and was struggling in pain on the ground is still alive and kicking thanks to his genetically modified body.

"You're too noisy!"

Nan Dou's eyes turned cold. No one saw clearly what he did. The young man lying on the ground surrounded by many guards fell silent.

Nan Dou's cold and disdainful eyes made the young men and women who had just been with the young man in the distance feel cold all over, and they could only urge the guards to shoot Nan Dou.

But they soon discovered that the guards were trembling and could not pull the trigger no matter what.

"Hehe, little guys, you don't know who you've offended, do you?"

"He is one of the founders of the Empire's Gene Warriors. The iron rule that he must not be harmed is engraved in the genes of all Gene Warriors!"

Seeing that things were about to become troublesome, Rodom quickly stepped forward to explain.