After clearing the uncontrollable primitive cells within the bug circle, Zheng Yichen clapped his hands: "Let's go, let's go, don't worry, there's nothing left behind."
He was very sure of this point, ensuring that nothing would be missed here that could turn into a progenitor of the world's creatures after many years.
"Creating life is so troublesome." On the way to the next place, Tanshia Firlo leaned against Zheng Yichen's chest and remarked.
"It's creating natural life that's troublesome, while fixed forms of life are easy."
"But what about molding a person?" The small white dragon tilted her head curiously and asked Zheng Yichen. She thought of the past Zhong Yan, whose body was personally molded by Zheng Yichen, identical to the original, surely that counts as having a fixed framework, right?
"Why have you suddenly become so keen on learning?"
Tanshia Firlo patted her chest: "I'm the God of Life now, of course, I'm very curious about these matters."
