In a spacious and simple conference room, there were more than a dozen people sitting at the long conference table, most of whom were old people in their sixties, and younger people were in their forties or fifties. There was only one young man in his twenties, who was Li Daoming.

Li Daoming, male, in his twenties, had his parents passed away before he became sensible. He had no other relatives. Dr. Song adopted him from the orphanage, brought him up, and treated him as his own.

Dr. Song is an authoritative professor in the biological sciences community and naturally introduced Li Daoming into this field.

After graduating from university, Li Daoming worked in a secret research institute in the country. The director of the research institute was Dr. Song, who was directly a secret institution in the country. Since then, Li Daoming has become a scientist in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Director Song, I don't agree with this matter! Yes, I don't deny that Xiao Li is very outstanding. He is young and promising and has strong work ability. But how old he is, just let him lead the big project of animal spirit transplantation. Isn't it a rash?"

An old man with gray head looked at Dr. Song sitting in the upper seat and was arguing at him with excitement. Although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, he could also see his anger at this moment.

No one else spoke, but from their expressions, they were also extremely dissatisfied with this matter.

Li Daoming, who was sitting next to Dr. Song, had a expressionless face and looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

"Director Wang, I have decided on this matter. Needless to say, starting today, you and Director Zhang will assist Li Daoming in completing this project. The superiors attach great importance to it and leave the meeting!" Dr. Song ignored Director Wang and others. After saying that, he patted Li Daoming on the shoulder and walked out of the conference room first.

When Director Wang heard this, he was about to make some move, but another old man next to him pulled his cuffs. When he looked back, he found that it was Director Zhang who had just been named.

Director Zhang shook his head at him, and Director Wang didn't say anything in the end, but the violent ups and downs in his chest meant that he was extremely uneasy at this time.

"Everyone prepare for it and conduct a soul transplant test in Laboratory No. 8 in half an hour."

After saying a little, Li Daoming left the conference room with a stack of documents, leaving behind a group of people looking at each other, as well as Director Wang and Director Zhang who looked ugly.

"A wild boy who has nothing to grow in hair!" Director Wang finally couldn't help but swear.

"Old Wang, you should be careful when speaking in the future. You are not unaware of his relationship with Director Song, and he is indeed worthy of his ability.

Don’t you understand the principle of replacing old people with a new generation? Alas, I will help this kid with all my heart. After completing this project, it is time to retire." Director Zhang sighed and said something that made Director Wang stunned.

"What? Lao Zhang, you are about to retire now?" Director Wang said in surprise.

"Some things... should be taken the initiative. I won't talk about them anymore. Go and prepare quickly." Director Zhang said with a wry smile.

...

In an independent office, Li Daoming put on a laboratory uniform in a white coat and was about to go to the laboratory when his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, first a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he answered the call indifferently.

"Is there anything wrong? I'm about to work and I'm dead!"

"Honey, when will I get off work in the evening? I have prepared a table of good wine and food for you, waiting for you to come back to enjoy it." A delicate and soft woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, but when I heard it, I was deliberately trying to make accent.

"You eat it yourself." Li Daoming was still cold.

"Oh, husband, why are you so ruthless? I know you are wrong. Just forgive me again. Haven't you all apologized to you? Husband..." The last word, the tone, dragged the long and turned several turns.

"Okay, I really have something to do. Let's talk about it when I go back tonight." Li Daoming hurriedly hung up the phone because he was afraid that he would really not be able to pretend to be his indifferent image.

"Husband, no matter how busy you are, you must remember to get your marriage certificate together tomorrow!"

The other side said quickly the moment before Li Daoming hung up the phone.

After putting down the phone, Li Daoming smiled, his smile full of sweetness.

"This girl, every time she quarreled, she would definitely not be able to speak first the next day. This time it was not her fault. She would have to get her marriage certificate tomorrow. Maybe I should change it for her. Is it so difficult to speak with a word of sorry?"

Thinking of Liang Xin's little woman's appearance and her naughty and gentleness in her daily life, Li Daoming's smile never disappeared, and he also felt a little guilty. After a while, he sorted out his mood and walked towards Laboratory No. 8.

...

In a house full of modern equipment, directors Li Daoming, Wang and Zhang stood side by side.

Behind the three, there were seven or eight people, all wearing white experimental uniforms, with a solemn expression.

In addition, there are three rows of operators and recorders sitting next to computer instruments near them.

In front of them are two platforms made of unknown metal, with a chicken and a duck on it.

The chicken was motionless and seemed to be dead; while the other duck was fixed by a metal mesh. Judging from its struggle, it was obviously very vital.

In the middle of the two platforms, a laser device similar to a submachine gun is laid out.

"The purpose of this experiment is to pull out the soul of a duck with normal vital signs and attach it to another chicken with no vital signs to resurrect it, but its memory and living habits are still the duck.

Now prepare!" Li Daoming said lightly.

Director Wang didn't know what he figured out, but stood slightly behind Li Daoming's left, highlighting the other party's identity and status. At this time, he was staring at a pair of chickens and ducks on the platform ahead with a serious expression.

"Group a start!" An order came out of Li Daoming's mouth.

Several staff members sitting next to the computer instruments began to press different operation buttons.

The laser device that was spread between the two platforms began to rotate slowly.

Everyone stared at the direction of the platform without blinking, recording what the staff was recording.

"Group b starts!"

"Doudu..." At this time, a harsh alarm sounded, followed by red and orange flashing alarm lights, which represented a first-level alarm.

"What's going on?" Li Daoming's face changed and he asked hurriedly at the operator.

"Dr. Li, the instrument has malfunctioned, and the cause cannot be determined yet." An operator replied nervously.

"Stop the program running immediately and the others will return to the safe room!"

Li Daomingxun issued an order. Just as the personnel were about to be organized to leave, the laser equipment had already turned to the direction where Li Daoming was. The red light at the front of the equipment suddenly flourished, and a dazzling light shot out. After a flash, it penetrated into Li Daoming and disappeared.

Director Wang, who was about to turn around and leave, saw this scene with his own eyes and was shocked: "Xiao Li!"

I saw that Li Daoming seemed to have been extracted in an instant and collapsed to the ground...

Until this time, the program equipment was barely stopped completely.

"Dr. Li! Xiao Li..."

The panic screams of everyone rang out in the laboratory, but Li Daoming could no longer hear them.

Because he never dreamed that he had already gone to another world, that was a world where the strong prey on the weak, that was a world where the strong were respected, that was a world of cultivation...

...

A woman was busy in the kitchen with an apron, her mouth was raised from time to time, and she showed a happy smile, as if the person in her heart could eat a bite of the food she made with her own hands, which was already a great satisfaction for her.

This woman has a beautiful appearance, her skin is as fat as a cream, and her teeth are like a gourd. The most rare thing is that she has two completely different temperaments scattered on her body, as if she can not only amazed time but also gentle the years.

The woman raised her white wrist and picked up the spoon and took a sip. She blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled with satisfaction, saying to herself: "The taste just right, just to suit his taste."

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hey, hello." Liang Xin lay on the sand, answered the phone, and spoke politely.

"Miss Liang, Dr. Li just now..." On the other side of the phone was the person from the research institute, so he naturally told the whole story that Li Daoming had in the laboratory.

"Okay, I understand..." After a long time, Liang Xin put down the phone. Surprisingly, she did not show too much surprise or extreme sadness, but sat up calmly, with her eyes showing a look of struggle and confusion.

"Xin'er, the matter is over here, come back with me." A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and in a moment, a graceful figure of a woman appeared in front of Liang Xin out of thin air.

The woman was wearing a white palace outfit, with her head raised high. She couldn't see her appearance clearly because of her silk yarn. However, she could feel an elegant and holy feeling on her body. When she looked at Liang Xin, her eyes showed pampering and softness.

This woman in the palace dress is not like a man on earth, just like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl in a mythological story.

"This day... will it arrive so soon..." Liang Xin said as if she hadn't seen it, her expression was still confused and she murmured.

"This is the command of the patriarch, and it is also your wish. Why can't you let go of it..." The woman in the palace dress said softly, sighed softly, slowly walked to Liang Xin and sat down, hugged her in her arms, and stroked her silk.

"Aunt Yun, I seem to... fall in love with him..." Liang Xin murmured, her voice was extremely low, but it was extremely clear and confident. Suddenly, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks, as if she had thought of some past, and a happy smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"What are you talking nonsense? Haven't you always like that person? Besides... they are the same person!" The woman in the palace dress was stunned at first, then her face changed, and her expression showed incredible.

"It's different. I always thought that what I like was that person, who was willing to give everything for him, and even gave up the inheritance of the clan, let go of practice, let go of everything, and come here just to awaken him...

But when I met him, I gradually realized that it was not love before...

Aunt Yun, you may not understand, but I am very sure now that I love Li Daoming, not that person!" Liang Xin suddenly broke free from the embrace of a woman in the palace dress, her words were firm and her expression showed firmness.

"Xin'er, stop making trouble anymore. Even if the patriarch always spoils you, he can't tolerate you doing things wrong again and again. Come back with me!" The woman in the palace dress said coldly and said in a deep voice, her tone was unquestionable.

"Xin'er, I'm all for your own good. You have been traveling through this great cycle of reincarnation for that person. Now you have lost the inheritance of the clan and have delayed millions of years of practice. I can't see you ruining it like this..."

The woman in the palace dress couldn't bear it after all, so she sighed and her tone softened again.

"Aunt Yun, I'm sorry... I'm going to find him!" Liang Xin spoke in a low voice, her eyes showing a persistent light. At the same time, her hands suddenly shook, and her figure immediately dissipated, disappearing into the room in an instant.

"Nothing!" The woman in the palace dress raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashed with disappointment, and her skirt sleeves suddenly waved, and disappeared in an instant.

...

When Li Daoming woke up again, he found himself in a dilapidated thatched hut, lying on a bed made of straw mats, covered with a broken burlap bag.

The crooked seats, the bumpy walls, and the dilapidated roof of the rain... came into Li Daoming's eyes one by one.

"Is this a dream?"

He found that he was a little exhausted and was still very hungry.
Chapter completed!