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"Everything," Simon said, "However, from the point of view of the continuation of life itself, you should have seen some arguments. Human genes have been degenerating, and it will continue for a few million years at most. Even if there is no famine or man-made disaster, this race It will also disappear naturally, and this planet actually has a very, very large gene pool that can be used by us, but now, similar topics are taboo in the eyes of many people."

Janet blinked her eyes, she was a bit out of touch, and her tone was filled with anxiety and inexplicable excitement: "You mean, people, and animals?"

Simon smiled and touched Janet's head sideways: "What bad things are you thinking about? I mean, on a micro level, as long as there are genes that can be used by us on this planet, we can try. I remember once I told you that our lifespan is basically determined by genes. Just like buildings, different materials and structures have different life spans. Genes are equivalent to the most basic building materials of organisms. , since we have a huge gene bank around us, we can use it for the better continuation and even evolution of human beings, instead of being bound by the so-called bioethics."

Janet nodded seriously, but suddenly said: "Then, if one day I grow a horn on my head, will you still love me?"

"will not."

Janet hugged Simon's arm and began to bite, muttering: "."

Simon let Janet grind his teeth, and said with a smile: "If you grow a horn on your head, it only means that you have mistakenly used genes that should not be used. I agree that human beings should use the gene pool of the entire earth, but I didn’t say that it can be used at will, and a scientific and rigorous attitude is still necessary.”

Seeing that she was about to walk to her daughter, Janet let go of Simon's arm and said, "Actually, I think many people should have the same idea as you, especially scientists."

"How to say?"

Janet said: "Didn't you see that many scientists are calling for the protection of the biodiversity of the earth, and more bluntly, the protection of the diversity of the earth's genes. If they don't have similar ideas to yours, why should they advocate these things?" , I don’t think they’re just pure environmentalists.”

Simon thought for a moment and nodded sympathetically.

Speaking of which, they came to the artificial lake on the northwest side of the manor.

Under the guard of two maids on the left and right, Seattle, who was sitting on a bench by the lake, was playing with a toy that he was very interested in during this time.

paper airplane.

Next to the little girl is a 30 cm cubic storage box, which is full of paper airplanes, and directly in front of the bench, on a small pier protruding from the lakeside four or five meters away, there is another storage box of the same size. There are already many paper airplanes in the box.

Although she must have noticed her parents approaching, the little girl remained indifferent and fiddled with the paper airplane in her hand with a serious expression.

The Simons didn't bother, they stopped for a while and watched patiently.

I saw the little girl weigh a paper airplane in her hand, then toss it lightly as if she was testing something. After a while, the girl raised the airplane in her hand, felt it for a moment, and then threw it.In the breeze of the seaside villa in autumn, the paper airplane folded from 32K paper made a crooked S-shaped flight arc in the air, and finally fell into the storage box on the small pier accurately.

Even though they have seen this scene many times, Simon and his wife are still surprised when they see the paper airplane falling into the storage box accurately.

Realizing that her daughter was still indifferent to the arrival of her parents and was about to continue, Jenny pulled Simon forward, picked up the storage box full of paper airplanes and put it on her lap, sat down next to Seattle, and said with a smile: "Baby , Tell mom, how did you do it?"

Simon sat down on the other side of his daughter. Seeing Seattle silently continuing to play with the other paper airplane in his hand, Simon reminded in a serious tone: "Don't turn a blind eye to your mother, or I will have to punish you."

The little girl paused when she heard the words, and finally showed some distress.

You have to listen to what your father said, because you will really be punished.

Certainly not corporal punishment or anything like that.

Rather, the little girl has already had experience. Once her father gets angry, he will arrange for her to really do what a child should do.

Like little Nick or any of the other little ones.

The little girl felt terrified just thinking about it.

So he surrendered decisively, turned his head to look at Janet, and said in an obviously formulaic tone, "Mom, good morning."

Seattle is Jennifer's daughter. However, because she disliked her two stupid sons, Janet insisted that Seattle should be her own child, and insisted on letting the girl call her mother. Gradually, she got used to it. Call her mother instead of calling the female assistant Aunt Jenny like in Melbourne.

As for Janet's question just now, the little girl naturally ignored it.

This really can't be explained.

The little girl felt that if she expounded a lot of physical formulas in her mind involving the flight trajectory of paper airplanes and even complex calculations related to chaos theory, not to mention whether the mother could understand it, it was most likely that the father would Let her be a child.

Seeing Simon warning her daughter seriously, Jennifer was not happy. She glared at the man, hugged the girl to comfort her intimately, ignored Simon, and said happily, "Come on, mom will play with you."

As Janet spoke, she also picked out a paper airplane, signaling her precious daughter to go first.

Seattle continued naturally.

Because all paper airplanes are newly folded, she doesn't have the habit of using a paper airplane twice, it's too boring.Therefore, it is still necessary to test first, weigh the weight of the paper airplane in your hand, throw it up slightly to confirm the structure of the center of gravity of the paper airplane, raise your face, and feel the wind speed and even the temperature at this time.

Finally, I observed the environment between the distance from the side of the bench to the storage box on the small pier, then lifted it up and threw it out.

This time, the flight path of the paper airplane was C-shaped, without any suspense, and it fell into the storage box at a distance of 493 cm according to the girl's visual inspection.

"Wow."

Janet admired it. In fact, since the girl started playing this game, she invited professionals to analyze it. The professor at the University of California, who has a lot of research on aerodynamics, watched the little girl hit 30 of 30 consecutive shots. Repeatedly calling it impossible, emphasizing that this is unscientific and so on, I was stunned for a while.

Dr. Malcolm, the chaos scientist in "Jurassic Park", made a demonstration. Simply put, a drop of water flows from one place on the back of the hand, and it is absolutely impossible to slide with another drop of water when it is disturbed by countless subtle factors. Exactly the same trace.

This is chaos.

Chaos is not impossible to predict, but too difficult. The typical example is weather forecasting, because there are too many factors involved, and human beings have limited computing resources. Therefore, meteorology has been sprouting since the 16th century. Until now, human beings still The weather cannot be predicted accurately.

A little girl who was only 4 years old at this time, without any equipment, broke through a small miracle involving complex chaos prediction with her own mind.

It's really small.

If these paper airplanes are brought into a professional laboratory, various specialized equipments will be developed and designed in a targeted manner, including testing the physical structure of the paper airplanes, testing the environment and even creating a specific external environment, as well as an accurate launch Scientists may also be able to send a paper airplane to a storage box several meters away after complex calculations.

However, the USC professor himself said that such a device, including the corresponding experiments, cannot be done without a budget of hundreds of millions of dollars.

Unless someone has a brain twitch.

And a miracle is, of course, a miracle.

Because the little girl's paper airplane game not only involves various complex calculations, but also requires the girl's super perception ability of the surrounding environment, as well as the precise control ability of her own limbs.

Without any link, it is impossible to send the paper airplane into the box.

Janet asked the professor why her girl was like this. The professor who was still in a state of bewilderment thought for a moment and could only speculate. Probably, the little girl enjoyed the pleasure brought by this complex mental activity, just like ordinary children Enjoy the same pleasure as ordinary toys.

In the end, the professor hoped to do some research on Seattle, but of course he was rejected, because he signed a confidentiality agreement in advance, and he couldn't even make it public. He just left disappointed after getting a reward.

The artificial lakeside of Cape Dume Manor.

The last dozen or so paper airplanes in the storage box, the mother and daughter are half of each other, the little girl is very devoted to repeating her game, seven out of seven shots, Janet grabbed two more paper airplanes than her own daughter, nine shots At noon, he was a little angry, and acted like a baby with his own man. At noon, he wanted to catch a duck that his precious son raised in the artificial lake and roast it.

The pair of wild ducks raised in Melbourne have now turned into a flock. Except for Jack and Emma who are the darlings, the others have indeed been eaten by some unscrupulous mother.

What could Simon have said but to agree.

Janet recruited the waitress to catch ducks, but Jack and Emma definitely couldn't eat them. The rest was just right, autumn, when the ducks were getting fat.

Then I started discussing with my precious daughter again.

What's so interesting about paper airplanes, why don't we study some life science knowledge, let my mother live to be 1000 years old in the future, and my father is so fierce, 900 years old will be fine.blah blah.