geneticist

If I can’t sell it, I will discount it as a payment for the goods to a supplier. That company has more channels than us, so I don’t have to worry about finding a buyer. That supplier will come next Friday, and I can only delay until then at most. "

Sucher was a little disappointed, time was too tight, he only had one week to raise money.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally couldn't resist the temptation brought by the gene dish. Su Che ruthlessly put the box back into the mouse's hand: "Next Friday, right? I'll figure out a way for the money, and you help with the things first." I'll keep it, and if I can't get it all together, it can only be said that I have no fate with it."

As he said that, he didn't even bother to look at the multifunctional gene processor, and ran out quickly after saying hello to the mouse.

"Next Friday, forty thousand euros."

Suche was walking on the brightly lit street while thinking in his heart, tossing and turning in his mind, thinking about how to make up the [-] euros for a while, and fantasizing about what to do after getting the gene plate, feeling like a winter day The hot juice, gurgling and bubbling with sour and sweet bubbles, made people restless.

That's... But it's something that symbolizes the identity of a genetic blender!

Sucher clenched his fists involuntarily.

His heart has never been so longing.

He's going to grab it, no matter how hard, for his dream.

This was the first time that Sucher went around looking for someone to borrow money.

The last time my grandfather got sick and was hospitalized, he got a medical loan through the social welfare security system.His parents died in an accident when Suche was very young. In Zola, Apart from his grandfather, Suche had no other relatives, and he didn't even know who to turn to for borrowing money.

He cheekily asked almost everyone he knew, but most of the people Su Che knew were not rich, so they could only say a few hundred, and only the team leader who had always taken good care of him gave generously.

After two days, except for going to work, Su Che was running outside. He tried everything, but he was still short of [-]. Su Che was so tired that his legs were weak. He endured the pain in the soles of his feet and walked to the Federal Information Management Center Looking at the huge sign, he walked in with the last ray of hope.

He wants to apply for an emergency loan.

The answer was very disappointing.

The federal citizen management system told Sucher mercilessly that it would take at least two weeks to apply for a loan, and his credit limit was not enough.

The disappointed Suche was about to log out of the system, but was caught by an old news scrolling on the screen.

"In view of the large-scale war sequelae of retired soldiers, the federal military announced the launch of the J-98 Sunshine Rehabilitation Program, and now [-] volunteers are being recruited across the federation."

The main content of the news is that in the brutal war, many outstanding soldiers suffered mentally as well as physically.Many of these soldiers who have been bathed in artillery fire for a long time suffered from serious war sequelae after retiring, and were unable to integrate into a peaceful society.In response to this phenomenon, the military submitted the Sunshine Rehabilitation Plan, hoping to temporarily transplant the consciousness source of these soldiers to ordinary people through the consciousness source transplantation technology, and help them re-adapt to society through this method.

Sucher was not interested in saving those unfortunate federal heroes. Zola was far away from the federal front, and there was no large-scale garrison nearby, so he had only seen soldiers on communication programs since he was a child.

What attracted him was the generous remuneration offered by the military: a one-off compensation of up to [-] euros, and the rental fee for the body was calculated separately.

Sucher is no stranger to the consciousness source transplantation technology, which was first used in the military field.The fragile human body is not suitable for the harsh and complex space battlefield. Scientists have developed this technology to connect the soldier's consciousness source to the genetic body designed by the genetic adjuster, which is more suitable for combat.Using this technology, the Federation once overwhelmed the hostile Imperial Army, and it was not until this technology was also promoted by the Imperial Army that it returned to its original balance.

More than ten years ago, this technology began to be put into society and appeared in front of people as an auxiliary means of gene optimization technology.Before that, people who opted for optimized genes had to sleep and wait for their bodies to remodel, a process that could range from months to years.

For those wealthy and successful people, this kind of long sleep is unacceptable to them.After all, even the president of the Federation, after sleeping for two years, his position has already been snatched away.

The emergence of consciousness source transplantation technology enables those who can afford to pay for gene optimization to finally optimize their bodies boldly without worrying about waking up and discovering that they have become unemployed paupers while becoming a new generation of supermen.

Having no time to lament the military's wealth, Suche quickly logged into the address given in the news, and quickly registered an account. This was the last straw he could find, and he must grasp it.

Luckily, there's still a day left until the deadline on the news.

The military's application system has received more than [-] applications.

The competition is fierce, let's work hard!

Xiao Xiao encouraged himself in his heart, and Su Che browsed the application form given by the military, most of which contained personal information such as name, social security number, occupation, education, etc., filled out the form carefully, and After successfully loading his own [-]D image, only the last note made Sucher hesitate.

He checked other people's notes, and was immediately dumbfounded by the various contents.

For example, this one: "Do you want to sit and enjoy the blessings of equal people? Do you want to experience the ultimate state of seduction among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching your body? Then choose me, and spend ten years in the flowers. Girls who have passed are like a vast ocean, choose me, and I will show you the supreme demeanor of a master pick-up girl."

Another example: "I have a masculine masculinity, a bronzed sexy skin, and a wicked smile that instantly kills female creatures from 99 to 9 years old. Now I am willing to share all this with you. Please act quickly!"

Sucher turned off those messy notes and thought about it.

The intention of the military department is very clear. The purpose of their launch of this program is to help those veterans reintegrate into a peaceful society, so they should be more willing to choose those who have healthy social relationships and stable careers.

After determining the general direction, Sucher began to fabricate various evaluations of himself.

This is not an easy job. It is necessary to package yourself in a glamorous manner, but also be careful not to exaggerate too much. He does not think that the military will not conduct an investigation and make a decision based on the applicant's own words.

He wrote in the remarks column: "I am in good health, have no bad habits, have good living habits, and have simple social relationships..." He boasted a lot about how united he was with his classmates at school, respected teachers, and how he feeds the community every day. The stray cat is an example to prove that he is a kind and caring person, and finally pulls out the fact that he took care of his seriously ill grandfather at the beginning, and then dropped out of school to work hard to pay off the debt.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I did this just to be able to buy that gene dish and become a genetic blender as soon as possible. This is also your expectation!" After typing the last line, Su Che sniffed, thinking a little guilty.

The difficult days that Su Che sealed up in the depths of his memory reappeared clearly before his eyes again, and the unhealed wound was torn open again, reminding Suche that after the death of his grandfather, he was already alone in this world fact.

Sucher was stunned for a while, wiped his eyes, and pressed "Confirm Submit".

I hoped to be selected. After praying silently in my heart for a while, Sucher turned and left the Federal Information Management Center.

He has to work overtime tonight.

The team leader knew that he was short of money, so he specially assigned some of the private work he took over. According to the schedule tonight, Su Che had to rush to make [-] copies of the energy conversion gene.With such a heavy workload, even if you stay up late, the time is very tight, and the salary is not high, but Sucher is already very satisfied.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

The applications full of Sucher's hopes, together with other people's application information, turned into a huge data torrent, which was accepted by the federation's intelligent information management system, and then sent to various places continuously.

Some of these sorted data, across a long space, were finally sent to a secret military base on an asteroid 370 light-years away from Zora.

"Didi——" In the notification tone of receiving the message, the information officer who was dozing off opened his eyes with a hache.

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Joint

It's a beautiful morning.

On the screen of the electronic clock, the time had just jumped to 7:00. Lying quietly in the corner, the housekeeping robot that disguised itself as an inconspicuous little box opened its round eyes energetically.

"Pika Picka" scanned the whole room seriously with its electronic eyes that kept discharging everywhere, and started its great work as a hardworking housewife (?) with great ambition.

First, it yanks the significant uniform from under the wheels—an apron embroidered with bare-bottomed bears from a God-knows-where purchase.

After a difficult struggle comparable to a great battle, the robot successfully put on the apron, and what made it even more proud was that it finally tied a nearly perfect bow with the tie of the apron—the reason why It's close because it accidentally got its fingers entangled.

After re-tying a truly perfect bow, the little family helper made a happy "didi" sound while darting through the "whoosh" house.

Whoosh, the little family helper rushed into the kitchen.

With a whoosh, the little family helper rushed to the kitchen counter.

Whoosh, home