Luo Yuan was ready to modify his Zhanmadao.
Luo Yuan used his Will to examine the Zhanmadao carefully. The material of the Zhanmadao was a combination of metal atoms and biomolecules. It was not messy and messy, but rather orderly, giving off a sense of beauty.
It was undoubtedly an excellent material. Although it could not be compared to the critical material, its physical and chemical properties were excellent among the ordinary materials. At least with human technology, it was impossible to create such a strong material with ordinary materials.
Of course, Luo Yuan could easily duplicate such a material.
Soon, another Zhanmadao appeared in his other hand.
The two Zhanmadao looked exactly the same, as if they were made from the same mold. Even down to the smallest atom, there was no difference. However, Luo Yuan felt that they were two completely different Zhanmadao. He could instantly tell the difference between the two.
One was like an extension of his flesh and blood, closely connected to his body. It seemed to be breathing, as if it was a living thing. Ordinary people would feel a bone-piercing chill just by getting close to it. The other was an inanimate object without the slightest aura of life. Other than being equally sharp, there was nothing special about it.
Moreover, the duplicate did not have the ability to cut through space.
In fact, Luo Yuan was not surprised at all. His replication was not thorough. His Will could only be manipulated to the neutron level. He could not do anything to the smaller quark or lepton level particles.
For example, the imprint of Will was a deep quantum entanglement effect. With his current ability, he was far from being able to see its essence. The Zhanmadao's ability to cut through space obviously came from the energy wave at a deeper level of matter.
He thought of the "synthesis" ability of the system. Although he was rational now, he could not help but feel a little emotional.
Although he felt that it was magical when he first used it, he did not think much about it. However, now that he thought about it, he was terrified. Behind this ability was a powerful technological ability that made people feel hopeless.
The more Luo Yuan knew about the unknown super civilization that created the system, the more he felt that it was powerful.
At his level, the definition of power was no longer the amount of energy but the ability to control the microscopic particles. Whoever could control the microscopic particles at a deeper level would understand the essence of the universe better and be more powerful.
In this aspect, humanity's technology had only reached the molecular level. Compared to that unknown super civilization, it was like an ant facing an elephant. With just a slight lift of its foot, the ant would be easily crushed into a pulp.
Even if it was Luo Yuan, he was just a slightly more powerful ant.
He furrowed his brows and quickly stopped thinking about it, because it was useless to think too much about it.
In the next moment, the two Zhanmadao were immediately decomposed. At the same time, a large amount of matter was absorbed into them. A second later, a new Zhanmadao reappeared in his hand.
The new Zhanmadao had a compression ratio of 60,000 and weighed 1,000 tons.
However, in his hands, it was still as light as a feather and effortless.
Luo Yuan looked at it for a while and put it on a nearby weapon rack.
In reality, weapons no longer held much meaning for him. For a half four-dimensional being, willpower was the most powerful and fundamental power. Refining the Zanbato again was just an occasional whim.
Luo Yuan was not as calm as he thought he would be when the news of the Glassians' arrival had affected him.
It was an impulse to fight, an instinct to fight back when his life was threatened. It made Luo Yuan subconsciously prepare for war, regardless of whether it was useful or not, whether the opponent was strong or weak.
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In the afternoon, Chen Xinjie and Luo Junchao came to visit Luo Yuan.
"Junchao, greet your father!" Chen Xinjie looked at her son and did not say anything. She urged him.
"Father!" Luo Junchao shouted timidly, not daring to breathe.
This was the first time he saw his father after so many years. However, this father of his was already extremely unfamiliar to him. His porcelain white and inhuman complexion, his oppressive and dignified aura, his aloof temperament, everything about him filled him with fear and unfamiliarity towards his father.
Luo Yuan nodded when he saw the two of them, "What's the matter?"
His tone was cold as if the two people in front of him were strangers, not his wife and adopted son. Other than Luo Junchao, who felt strange seeing such a situation for the first time, Chen Xinjie had already gotten used to Luo Yuan's personality after so many years.
She said coldly, "Your son wants to join the army and die. I can't win against him. Are you going to do anything about it?"
Luo Yuan did not answer her. He turned and looked at Luo Junchao, "You want to join the army? Why? "
Luo Junchao was scared and did not dare to raise his head. He said timidly, "The Glassians are cruel and merciless. They want to destroy mankind. I want … I want to be a hero like my father and save mankind!"
During this period of time, recruitment propaganda was everywhere, and it was filled with a fanatical atmosphere. Luo Junchao was also affected because of this. He was already 14 years old, and according to the temporary wartime decree, he was already qualified to join the army.
"But you don't have my strength. You're just an ordinary person. You can't be a hero. When you're on the battlefield, you're just a cannon fodder. You can die anytime." Luo Yuan said calmly.
Luo Junchao was still in the rebellious stage at his age. Now that Luo Yuan had belittled him, he was infuriated. However, he still did not dare to raise his head and said stubbornly, "I am not afraid of death. Now that the human race has reached the point of life and death, no one can escape. As your son, I have to lead by example. Even if I die, it will be meaningful."
"Do you really want to join the army?" Luo Yuan asked.
"Yes!" Xie Junchao said without hesitation.
"Luo Yuan!" Chen Xinjie did not care whether Luo Yuan was strong or not. As a mother, her son had been her heart since he was born. Especially after Luo Yuan became colder, her son had become her everything. She said angrily when she saw that Luo Yuan seemed to agree to join the army.
Luo Yuan looked at the angry Chen Xinjie and said expressionlessly, "I can't convince him because this is his own decision. I respect his choice. Maybe I can modify his memory to stop him from thinking about it. However, I don't think you'll agree and he won't accept it."
Luo Yuan said calmly. However, the meaning behind his words was enough to make people shudder.
In fact, if it was not because of their relationship, Luo Yuan would not have thought so much and would not have asked patiently. Just like Meng Junhua, he would have modified Chen Xinjie's memory directly. Not only would it save time, it would also be more effective.
Chen Xinjie left with Luo Junchao angrily. Luo Yuan looked at the two of them disappearing at the door and did not move for a long time.
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