The next day, Xue Meng arrived at Chief Jiang's office. After hearing about the entire mission, he realized that he had been assigned a job similar to that of a pimp!

Xue Meng was furious. "Why am I not stamping the sperm donation report? Why am I looking for a way out for the birth of a new life?

You should leave this kind of thing to Ji Jiayuan or Baihe Net. Why are you looking for me?! "

Chief Jiang ate a pan-fried bun in one bite. He ate gracefully and at an astonishing speed.

"I've told you three times already. You're not a pimp. You're helping the Cultivation Research Consortium's genetic engineering project."

After finishing the last bun, he slowly wiped his lips with a handkerchief and looked up. "Listen carefully. The devil race's movements in the past few hundred years have become more and more obvious. In less than two centuries, I'm afraid there will be another fierce battle between humans and devils.

We need the most powerful resources. "