Ren Zhong shook his head, "Sun bro, you're wrong. If the child could really be born on the due date, I would allow you to take the lab and Ying to Chromium Carbon Town. But that's impossible."
Sun Miao: "Huh? What did you say?"
"The due date for the child has to be pushed back by a month."
"Ah? Why? You don't know squat, stop commenting on my professional field!"
Ren Zhong smiled confidently, replayed Sun Miao's lines from last time in his mind, and then said, "She doesn't have a 'soul.' She's different from an ordinary baby. She's an unnatural product. Her genetic sequence was written by you from scratch. The fertilized egg was also assembled molecule by molecule using the Molecular Regeneration Device. Even though she might grow due to the inertia of biochemical reactions, her brain can't generate any meaningful thoughts. Sun bro, what do you think is the probability of this scenario I've described occurring?"
Sun Miao shuddered, "This... But it's also possible to generate..."
