In the face of Lu Zhongqi's unrepentant attitude, Meng Chao thought of the end of his nightmare: the land that had been melted into lava by ten thousand suns.
The skeletons that were once human were about to turn into ashes as they struggled bitterly in the magma.
Perhaps, on a certain level, both Lu Zhongqi and Gao Ye were not wrong.
If the space-based orbital weapons left behind by the ancient civilization fired again, and the target was Dragon City, the naked apes from Earth would definitely not be able to survive in the raging flames.
Only by being reborn and completely changing his form would he have a chance of survival.
"I don't understand."
Meng Chao did not want to waste his breath and engage in a meaningless battle of ideas. He only said, "Even if you want to carry out an experiment to 'fuse human genes and monster genes to create perfect carbon-based creatures,' why must you use your beloved granddaughter as an experiment?"