Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Wenman's complicated eyes fell on his wayward nephew, and in the end he didn't expect to face him with any expression, so he could only complain expressionlessly: "I really want to beat you up, but even if I beat you up, I'm afraid It's useless."

"Thank you, little uncle." Landis's smile is still charming, he knows Wenman, and this secret will continue to be a secret.

"I don't want you to thank me for this at all." Wenman showed a helpless expression, looking at the genetic testing cabin through the huge glass wall, and suddenly asked: "The residue of the experiment on you hasn't completely disappeared, right? "

"The end of the forecast is a week away, but I think it's over early," Landis said.

What is an early end?

After a little thought, Wenman came to his senses, dumbfounded, and said, "Have you met the person who can help you completely get rid of emotional deprivation?"

He didn't need Landis to answer, he was sure, but he was still surprised.

The odds of meeting someone on the street who ended an emotional deprivation experiment prematurely are incalculably low.

"That person is Nan Jing."

This time, Wenman didn't even have a skeptical tone.

Landis didn't nod or shake his head, but just smiled at Wenman, which was enough to verify the correctness of Wenman's idea.

"I see. I said why do you care about this child so much?"

But Wenman thought about it again, Landis's mood swings could not be detected clearly, which clearly showed that the deprivation experiment hadn't collapsed at all.

Weinman asked that question.

"It does have a little impact, but I think this impact is an improvement." Landis said: "Sometimes it can slow down mood swings, and you may be able to feel it if you stay for a few seconds."

Just like just now, he escaped Wenman's temptation.

It has been 10 minutes since Nan Jing went in, but he hasn't come out yet. Wenman was only a little curious about him at first, but after learning that he could affect Landis's emotional deprivation experiment, he had to face up to the child again.

Not only the genetic level, but also everything about the child, he must investigate clearly. Once something goes wrong, it will have an immeasurable impact on Landis, and even the entire royal family and the entire empire.

If Landis has identified Nanjing, then there is nothing to say about the result.

Wenman never doubted that Landis could get everything he wanted-whether it was people or things. If he didn't have it, it could only mean that Landis was not interested.

Landis has nothing to hide, because Wenman will always be his most trustworthy friend and helper. He told Nanjing to Wenman that although a large part of it stems from his selfishness, there is another very important reason. It is that he hopes that Wenman can give him some valuable help in due course.

Wenman's expression became a little subtle, his white and slender fingers nodded on the armrest of the sofa, and his fingernails touched the wooden armrest, making a rattling sound, which was heard clearly in the secret room where needles could be heard.

"If his genetic level is below the S level, it will be very troublesome for him to enter the royal family."

And Landis didn't answer any more.