"I have ordered them to be let go."

The emperor looked at the old general: "Do you want the emperor of the empire to renege on his promise?"

"No, your great Majesty, I just think... we can expand some of our results, and the new federation will definitely harbor hatred towards us."

The old general kept explaining the necessity of eliminating more effective forces of the New Federation at this moment.

Yang Luo listened carefully and admired those 'plastic artists'

These girls look so exciting.

Soon, Yang discovered something unusual. He saw many similarities among the seven or eight girls.

His perception of living things was already very keen, and these seven or eight girls gave him the feeling that they were...the same person.

Cloning technology?

Good guy, is it not an interstellar rumor that the emperor used the absolutely forbidden human cloning technology for self-pleasure?

"That young man, Hanton! Yes, Hanton!"

The emperor suddenly called, and Yang Luo immediately turned around and looked up at the old emperor.

"There will be a celebration party later, it will be on this ship, there will not be too many people participating," "The old emperor said with a smile, 66 just stay, I think you are quite interesting."

Yang Luo smiled and nodded.

He actually couldn't refuse, after all, this old man held the power of life and death for everyone in the empire.

But Yang Luo never thought that one day he would actually witness the depravity of the most powerful noble group in the empire.

But what does he have to complain about?

People take him with them when they want to have sex.

In the softly lit hall, beautiful men and women walked around.

The ministers and generals are not here, and several elders have reached an age that is too old for them. At the moment, they are just eating and drinking in the corner next to the emperor, chatting about some government affairs.

Several princes who were favored by the old emperor were surrounded by beautiful women, and there would be some erotic scenes from time to time.

When living things interact deeply, the translucent shielding device that appears on its own becomes the final fig leaf.

The old emperor looked at the scene below with squinted eyes and a smile. He liked this scene very much.

Pursuit of desire, biological instinct, self-indulgence.

Melodious tunes flowed through everywhere like flowing water, bombarding the numb mind with pleasure.

Yang Luo sat at the back with some restraint.

Where has he seen this scene before?

Phew, a projection screen appeared next to Yang Luo, showing the face of the old emperor who seemed slightly drunk.

"What do you think, Hanton?"

"Your Majesty," Yang Luo frowned, "I'm not used to the environment here."

"Haha, I see," the emperor said with a smile, "Those old guys were here just now, so I can't show too much concern for you... Will you attack me secretly? Hanton?"

"How could I be Your Majesty? I am loyal to the empire."

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly: "Everyone standing in front of me has said similar things to me. Come over here, I have something to talk to you about."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yang Luo stood up, walked past the piles of overlapping bodies, and walked to the emperor's seat without looking back.

The emperor pushed away the maid in his arms, and only two maids stood behind him.

Several maids pushed the somewhat heavy sofa. Yang Luo saw this and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand. His mental power was slightly activated, and the sofa slid over on its own.

"Wow!" The old emperor's eyes lit up, "Is this telekinesis? Mental telepathy?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Yang Luo said, "After the brain is developed to a certain extent, it can produce similar powers and have many wonderful uses."

The old emperor smiled and said: "I have read almost all the information about super-modifiers, and you are the one that surprised me the most... Can you let me touch it? Your skin."

Yang Luo:

Damn it, this old man must have had enough of ordinary people and women?

Although he is not as good at mental control as Bligh, he still has this special skill. Isn't the Emperor afraid of...

Oh, yes, this is the emperor of the empire, and he is most likely not afraid of these imaginable means.

Yang Luo stretched out his right hand. The emperor leaned his body sideways, grabbed Yang Luo's right hand and rubbed it gently a few times.

"After completing the ancient god's genetic modification, your body's growth and development has become very slow, right?"

The old emperor asked softly:

"Hanton, your current state is exactly the same as the state when the Kilgrove test ship exploded, right?"

"They avoid talking about this topic with me. The laws of the empire and the admonitions of past emperors also prohibit this kind of thing. Emperors cannot transform themselves. Listen, what a ridiculous decision this is."

"I obviously have everything, but I can't continue my youth and life. Oh, no, even if it's just youth, I understand that life should be given full meaning by natural death."

The old emperor sighed slightly and let go of Yang Luo's right hand.

He looked up at Yang: "One of the characteristics of the ancient gods is immortality. Can you do it too? Dear Hanton."

Yang Luo suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

At this moment, he seemed to see a nutrient tank filled with his own excrement.

"Your Majesty," Yang Luo sighed softly, "the world is balanced."

"balance?"

"When you gain something, you lose something," Yang Luo quickly organized his words in his heart, "Me too, I lost a lot of precious things."

The old emperor lowered his head and glanced at Yang Luo's people.

Yang Luo said hurriedly: "This is normal."

"Then what have you lost?"

"A lot," Yang Luo sighed. "The simplest price is that I have to be with the gene stabilizing fluid for life. Without this thing, I will collapse myself within half a month and become an unconscious cosmic creature, controlled by the instinct of cells."

Occupy consciousness.”

"Oh, then stay away from me first," the old emperor moved his body in disgust, "don't splash me all over when you collapse."

Yang Luo opened his mouth.

The old emperor had already laughed out loud.

The emperor patted Yang Luo's arm and said warmly:

"You don't need to be nervous. The imperial power is actually locked in a cage. I won't hurt you. I'm just curious."

“Who doesn’t long for eternal youth, vitality, and a few hundred more years to live?”

"The emperor can do it, and I have various ways to do it, but I can't. I must let my successor sit in this position stably after the end of his natural lifespan, maintain the vitality of the throne, and provide a steady flow of energy to this country.

Continuously provide development momentum.”

"Every emperor will face this, so if you look at the following princes, they have no ambitions and are addicted to carnal desires. They are the most suitable candidates for the next emperor."

"As long as the emperor doesn't mess around, it's the best option for the empire."

Yang Luo smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I don't understand this."

"You don't need to understand," the emperor pointed to the screen behind him, "there are several women there."

Yang Luo:

"Young man, Hamton, my knight."

The emperor whispered:

"I can give Xu Xu everything he wants, but you must give me what I want first."

"Those women have prepared blood drawing equipment. I need some of your blood for research. It doesn't need to be too much. One hundred milliliters is enough."
Chapter completed!