Chapter 888: I am Old Wang Next Door?

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Author: Smile of 300 Jin

Whoosh.

Xu Zhi stepped lightly, flying towards the planet's atmosphere.

A while later, he returned to the Cosmic Garden and entered his study. This excursion could be described as very fruitful.

"Did the previous generations of Bug Tribe Matriarchs often do this?" Xu Zhi asked.

"Yes," the Bug Tribe Sub-brain replied. "Evolving a race yourself isn't as fast as using an existing powerful one. It's quicker to directly steal their strong genes and mature cultivation techniques."

Xu Zhi: "..."

He suddenly felt... that he was very honest, a typical honest person!

It turned out that the Bug Tribe Matriarchs generally didn't bother to calmly deduce racial bloodlines, evolve civilizations, or cultivate techniques. Instead, they preferred to take what was already available.

They would usurp and replace. They would secretly kill a son of another race, then place a Bug Tribe member in its stead to inherit the bloodline and genes, making others raise their own offspring and cultivate their descendants...

"Won't they be discovered?" Xu Zhi asked.

"Bug Tribe genes are a non-manifesting sixth gene," the Bug Tribe Sub-brain said. "Matriarch, look at this gene sequence. Which race do you think it is?"

1. Iron-based gene.2. Empty3. Empty4. Empty5. Empty.

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Zhi.

The structure of this genetically engineered creature would, at first glance, appear to be a pure iron-based life form. There would be no indication of it being from the Bug Tribe...

Why?

The first gene is the native gene!

The subsequent second, third, and fourth genes are advancements, stacked on top to break through life's limitations. Therefore, to determine a creature's race, one only needs to look at its first gene.

The order of the five genes also produces different effects. For example, if your first gene is Iron-based life, and your second gene is the primeval human's inner space gene, then you would first be an iron-based life form as vast as a star, and then integrate the second gene, gaining an inner space. Your body size would still be that of a towering iron-based life form.

However, if your first gene is the primeval human's inner space gene, and your second gene is Iron-based life, then you would be a human integrated with iron-based cells. Your body size would be that of an iron person the size of a primeval human.

Different gene positions and base races naturally lead to different effects. Even for the third and fourth genes, their order is important.

To give another analogy: If a human integrates frog genes, they become a human-sized frog-person. If a frog integrates human genes, it might become a small frog with human legs and hands... That's roughly the idea.

Of course, only when you break through to the Tenth Order, a five-gene life form, can you modify all genes, including the first native gene. That is true formlessness and immateriality.

Sitting in his study, Xu Zhi fiddled with the desk and spoke softly:

"So, even if you integrate an iron-based gene, you can't become a truly pure iron-based life form. Anyone with discerning eyes would immediately know you're an outsider who acquired that iron-based gene... and they might even hunt you down!"

This is a brutal truth. In the vast universe, if you secretly kill a member of another race and steal their genes to cultivate their bloodline techniques, do you become one of their race? Can you blend in? Can you fool them? Your appearance would be completely different. Instead, they would furiously try to kill and hunt you down. This is because the bloodline and genes of a powerful race are the foundation of a cosmic civilization. They are absolutely forbidden from being leaked; it's a fundamental taboo and an inverse scale.

And at this moment, Xu Zhi discovered a problem he had overlooked all along: Bug Tribe genes. They were never in the five-gene list... Bug Tribe genes are clearly a tremendously powerful, heaven-defying talent for "controlling the flow rate of higher-dimensional spacetime." It's practically a hidden sixth gene.

"The sixth gene is also why the Bug Tribe is so rampant. It makes it impossible for others to discern their original race, allowing them to transform endlessly... Even Di Qi, Medusa, and Caroline mistook each other for different races due to their differing first original genes, leading to this misunderstanding."

"Therefore, they couldn't grasp the truth and didn't realize they were just little people in a bottle."

Xu Zhi took a deep breath. Only now, understanding the fundamental secret of the Bug Tribe, could he not help but ask about the sixth gene.

The Bug Tribe Sub-brain replied:

"In the terms of your lower civilizations, there are dominant genes and recessive genes... Some special cosmic races possess a sixth recessive gene that exists outside the five main genes and is completely invisible. Therefore, the pure theory of genes isn't absolute. The universe is too vast, possessing infinite possibilities. This could also be called the 'secret of six-gene life'... The Bug Tribe Matriarch will understand this in the future."

Xu Zhi was stunned. He thought about it for a moment, then decided not to dwell on it.

He suddenly recalled the "cuckoo" of the natural world. Cuckoos never build nests; instead, they eat a few eggs of other birds, then lay their own eggs in other birds' nests, letting them raise their chicks. What's more, cuckoo chicks will push other chicks out of the nest...

And the Bug Tribe is the "cuckoo" race of the universe!

Xu Zhi uses myriad transformations to evolve myriad worlds. While successive Bug Tribe Matriarchs use myriad transformations to play the role of the cuckoo.

"So that's how it is. Is my Bug Tribe's development fundamentally different from all previous Bug Tribes? I've embarked on a completely different, unknown path." Xu Zhi's heart gave a violent jolt. "I've always honestly researched bloodlines myself, developing civilizations and studying bloodlines and techniques in the garden... But the true, correct way for the Bug Tribe to develop is not to be so slow. They all prefer to play the cuckoo?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Xu Zhi asked.

"Isn't the current development level quite good?" the Bug Tribe Sub-brain replied. "It's not necessarily good to follow the paths of predecessors, to walk in the footsteps of failures."

Xu Zhi pondered, "Indeed, it's precisely because they were too reckless, acting wildly and playing the cuckoo everywhere, that they were beaten to death."

Xu Zhi felt it was better to quietly cultivate his own domain. At the same time, he realized how kind he was, merely pushing his employees to work "996" (9 AM to 9 PM, 6 days a week) to continuously deduce civilizations.

Look at the previous generations of Bug Tribe Matriarchs? Not only did they do that, but they also frantically churned out soldiers. They even felt that their own deductions of civilizations and bloodlines were too slow, so they directly played the cuckoo, taking what was readily available. They even secretly killed the infants of some powerful cosmic beings and replaced them, letting others raise their own children.

"They truly are the Bug Tribe's war calamity. Who can withstand this?"

"On the front lines, they frantically mass-produce troops and various races... while simultaneously attacking you from behind, secretly killing your son and replacing him with one of their own, making you help raise it."

They want to fight you head-on and also cuckold you from behind. Tell me, aren't you terrified?

Dual pressure, both material and psychological!

The mere thought of it makes one's scalp tingle!

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