Chapter 259 Immortal
The sea is vast and the sky is free! Looking around, the endless blue sea spreads towards the endless distance.
Yagyu Motohiro never felt so free.
Since I woke up my memories of my previous life, I have a sense of urgency that I have been waiting forever, and I have always spurred him and told him that when a mortal dies, no matter how brilliant the achievements it has achieved, it is just a dust in history.
Most people are not qualified to be even as dusty. Haven’t you seen that in thick historical books, how many are truly famous and surnamed?
If it were a previous life, it might have given up on itself and lived a rich second generation life.
However, Yayoi Tomokazu, who was reincarnated, not only had the profound memory of Zhang Ming's body gradually rusting and decaying from aging to death—it was a kind of helplessness of killing a thief and unable to turn the world back.
(Don’t tell me what the elderly are open-minded, they can be bullshit. If they really are open-minded, how could there be so many high-priced health products scams? The so-called elderly people who are open-minded will accept their fate in helplessness.)
He also had the freshness and touch of the new body after he was reincarnated. At that time, that kind of touch was not just the touch of a living body, but more importantly, he was shocked by fate that showed another possibility of life in front of him!
Life can be immortal! Yagyu Motoha doesn't know how this miracle happens, but the iron-like facts are shown before him - there are really miracles in the world!
When there is no hope for immortality, people will naturally find reasons to comfort themselves - for example, "There is life and death. From life to death, the complete life is the most beautiful thing, the sunset is red, and so on.
However, once you really see the possibility of immortality, the lies of self-comfort in front of the facts are like a soap bubble.
There are days like sunrise, who is so fucking 'the most beautiful sunset'?
Stepping down with one step, the three square meters of sea surface fell by two centimeters as a whole, and then rebounded under the action of the fluid, like stepping on a spring, allowing Yagyu Moto and the acupoint to shoot out.
During this period, after a special study of fluid mechanics, Yagyu Yuanhe now combines the derivative of three partial derivative functions, and uses itself as the origin to establish a coordinate system. For different wind directions, the atmosphere controlled by him is constantly making subtle adjustments around Yagyu Yuanhe's body.
And further afield, layers of sword energy sounded "crank" and they sorted out the atmosphere, making the air ahead go from disorder to order, making it easier for Yagyu to fly with force.
Now, the air is no longer his resistance, but his help.
His speed was far beyond the speed he had when he rushed from a suburban manor to downtown Tokyo that day. This is the power of science and an understanding of the interaction between high-speed moving objects and air.
This knowledge is not a highly confidential thing, and you can even get it directly by just searching it online.
However, the partial derivative function has nullified Yagyu and a lot of strength, but at his level, air flow is already very intuitive. Compared with his own personal experience and with the guidance of a special master, it is not difficult to understand specifically targeting this formula.
Yagyu Motoka did not pass by directly as many people imagined.
How could a person who pursues immortality be so reckless and careless, entrusting his life to an unknown fate? What's more, if he fails to die, he will die! Without a complete grasp, Yagyu Motoka would not have brought up revenge at all.
At this point, Yagyu Tomokazu finally made all preparations. He deeply understood that until now, he had the ability to not be merciless at anyone.
The sky is vast, but no one in this world can completely take my life! Yagyu Motoha has such confidence.
Yuki Motoka Yagyu, who was flying in the wind, had a mysterious smile on his lips.
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"Ahhhh! Success, we finally succeeded! Gannet, we succeeded, this is a big step in human history! From then on, we can finally say that humans can copy themselves!"
In the top-secret laboratory code-named "Dahu", in rows of glass culture jars tall, babies are curled up and floating in the jars. The only place that connects to the outside world is the umbilical cord on the navel. These umbilical cords are connected to traits of hoses to provide these babies with the nutrients they need to grow.
"Look, Garnett, two hundred and ten samples survived to form complete larvae. Our previous method is correct. If you want to clone the human body through stem cell tissue, you cannot rush it. Simply accelerating cell division will cause instability in genetic information.
In the differentiation of human tissue cell functions, these unstable genes cause the loss of cell genetic information, resulting in the inability to properly divide the work and cooperate, so that clones cannot be formed.”
A middle-aged woman in a white coat excitedly pulled Janet and pointed.
"Look, the genetic information of the No. 2 sample obtained these two times is more stable than imagined. We divided it into multiple comparison groups. When we found that the accelerator of inducing cell division, four groups of samples with more than twice the dose were added to the order of the dose concentration, we knew that we had finally found the key problem."
"These two hundred and ten children have passed the dangerous period now. If nothing unexpected happens, in three months, we can gain 210 "East Sword Saints"!"
"Of course, this is just a body template. To reach the height of the 'East Sword Saint', corresponding training is needed - Garnett, you said, can we invite the 'East Sword Saint' to be a coach for these children?"
"Look! Look! He is smiling. These little babies are so cute!"
If this lady in a white coat could see the facial expressions of these 210 babies in different positions at the same time, she would find that the smiles on her face at the same moment were exactly the same.
It was the same smile as Yagyumoto who was flying in the wind and on his face.
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I really want to thank the British royal family, Yagyu Motohe thought in his heart.
It’s really not a loss to provide their own stem cell tissue to the British royal family and exchange their latest knowledge and related equipment - do they think that Yagyu Motoka doesn’t know what they will do with their stem cells?
Too naive! Haven’t Yagyumoto and himself thought about such a good thing?
A person who tries every means to pursue immortality, a person who has had experience in soul reincarnation, a person who has witnessed miracles, and a person who has a good understanding of the Tantric soul reincarnation mind method! Didn’t he think of cloning people?
Why did he choose to explore the mysteries of the human body as his first direction for his research? Is it really for the purpose of curing diseases and saving people? Yagyu Motohe has never sacrificed himself for others.
Others study cloning for scientific progress, but Yagyu Moto and Chao's efforts in this regard are much simpler - what if he dies, can he be reincarnated again? Anyway, his soul can already be separated from his body, and can even control external objects to a limited extent.
What external objects in the world can be more suitable for placing the soul than a replica of your own body? Is this considered another way of immortality?
So, when Yagyumoto and saw the list of genetic adjustment technology options and related equipment provided by Lelani, he could directly conclude that the British royal family should already have the ability to make clones.
After all, technology is system-oriented. From the corner of the technical system exposed by the British royal family, Yagyu Motoka can calculate how far their entire technical system has developed.
Next, Yagyu Motoka's choice is taken for granted.
Now, the harvest season is coming.
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Starting from Yagyu Motoka entering Tokyo Bay, the time when he finally discovered the sword saint running on the sea was on the day the sword saint stepped into the sea, it was less than 4:00 in the afternoon, about 3:40.
Finally, the location of the sword saint was discovered in the waters near Toma between Goguryeo and Japan. It was discovered by tourists on a passenger ship when they were watching the sea view through a telescope.
Since then, no matter whether the Goguryeo coast guard patrols near the sea or in the name of a navy's emergency drill, the temporary Goguryeo military exercises blocked the waters, no sword saint was found again.
A week has passed.
"Where is that sword saint now?"
As the days passed, the tense atmosphere of Goguryeo gradually relaxed, replaced by various speculations.
"It's not that this sword saint was exhausted and drowned in the sea halfway?"
"I think he might be lost. There is no reference on the sea. It's okay for him to follow the coast of Japan Island, but when he crosses the sea, if he doesn't bring a compass or GPS positioning equipment-"
"If that's the case, that's really the biggest joke of the century."
"By the way, is this swordsman really because he can't afford a plane ticket, so he crosses the sea with his feet to come to Goguryeo?"
"—————————————You should have some common sense if you don't have knowledge. With such a great reputation, the "Sword Saint of the East", you can only take on advertisements, which is as good as the money you earn in your whole life. How can you still not afford a plane ticket?"
"Okay, then do you think this swordsman is full and he doesn't have to run away with a plane?"
"Tsk, what's the point? This kind of martial arts strongman is to not rely on external objects. Maybe it's a kind of practice."
"More than a thousand kilometers! If there weren't live broadcasts on TV news, who would have believed that a person could run so far in a few hours? By the way, how should you calculate the records of various long-distance running?"
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Not only long-distance running, I think all world track and field records can be used as straw paper for wiping your butts and throw them away.”
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In Goguryeo, there is a manor built around mountains and rivers, covering a large area, quaint, and has a style of the Ming Dynasty. This is the ancestral home that the Cui family has inherited for hundreds of years.
Of course, the Cui family’s ancestral home has not been of such a scale since hundreds of years ago. This is also the scale that has been expanded by the development of the Cui family over the past few hundred years.
Hundreds of years have passed, and no one has asked about the specific methods used by the ancestors of the Cui family to acquire land. Now, with this ancestral home as the center, the Cui family's private property is within a radius of fifteen kilometers.
Now, there are countless elite soldiers within this radius of fifteen kilometers, ready to deal with any accidents at any time.
"Sir, this will not work!"
In a pavilion between the ancestral home of the Cui family, Cui Zhenshu, as the eldest son of the Cui family, has proved his ability with practical achievements and has been unanimously recognized by the Cui family, is reporting the recent changes to his father, the current patriarch Cui Shupu.
"My father, since we have urgently transferred elite domestic and foreign personnel during this period, many industries are starting to have trouble. Although there are still some small problems now, as long as the Sword Saint of Yagyu does not appear for a day, we have to maintain this high alert state. In the long run, there will be big problems!"
"Well———you said it right, this is a big trouble. Real books, so in your opinion, how should we deal with it?"
"There is no way! He takes the initiative, and our stall is too big to maintain high-level security in all industries. Not to mention that our Cui family can't afford this kind of expense, even if we can afford it, we can't find so many elite security personnel."
"Father, I think we must find Yagyu Sword Saint to talk, at least let him know that our Cui family is not afraid of him, but just has some concerns.
He can hide from the Cui family; we also have the ability to kill his family directly, and it is useless for him to hide alone."
"Only in this way, on the basis of both sides' concerns, we can reach an understanding with this sword saint."
Cui Zhenshu put down the electronic board in his hand and put forward his opinions.
Cui Shupu was silent for a while before speaking:
"Zhenshu, do you know what our actions like this mean to the Cui family? What requests will the sword saint make?"
"My father, I have thought about all of this. The reputation of the Cui family will indeed suffer a great loss; the sword saint may also make excessive demands such as asking Yuanzhu to kneel down to apologize in Japan.
But father, the foundation of our Cui family is not about reputation but industry! As long as the cunning swordsman does not show up for a day, we don’t know what he will do. With his bloody heart and ruthlessness in the Goguryeo Embassy, it is very likely that the Cui family will suffer irreparable losses once he takes action."
"Father, I know that it is too much for Yuanzhu to kneel down and apologize to the untouchables as the daughter-in-law of the Choi family, and it will even shake my heir status.
However, as long as the sword saint can relax his vigilance, we will have the chance to behead him in one go. Now he doesn’t know where he is invisible. He is worried about his defense every day, even our Cui family can’t afford it.”
"At the same time, the culprit of this matter is Yuanzhu, because she has caused our Cui family to suffer such losses, which has made the elders of the Presbyterian Church very dissatisfied.
If Yuanzhu didn't pay the price for this, even if she was the third princess of Goguryeo, she would have been asked to divorce her, right?
What's more, only by reaching an understanding with the Sword Saint can we get rid of the current predicament, otherwise, just dragging us to death."
"For the past week, in order to arrange emergency risk avoidance plans, you have summoned almost all the backbone of the Cui family, which has affected the normal operation of the Cui family. If this continues, the Cui family will suffer greater and greater losses in the future until it cannot be maintained."
"So, father, I think it's worth it for me to bear such humiliation!" Cui Zhenshu looked straight at his father with great righteousness, indicating that he was willing to bear such humiliation for the Cui family.
Deep in the pond, when Cui Zhenshu said that his wife Yuanzhu was the culprit of this incident, a trace of silver light flashed slightly, and then it became silent again.
A large group of carp in the pond was still swimming around without any awareness.
Chapter completed!