Su Ming'an felt the overwhelming energy within the wooden box, its intensity left him startled.
"I call it the 'Super Drama Memory Lens'. If you open it, it might give birth to a great life," Ran Bo said excitedly.
Perhaps Su Ming'an's charm value was too high, Ran Bo whispered, "Let me tell you a secret. I've added the blood of the Rin Clan inside... When the previous generation of Rin Clan saved the world, my ancestors were lucky to pick up a drop of Rin Clan blood, and it came in handy."
"Are you creating an artificial Rin Clan?"
"It's not comparable to a true Rin Clan. After all, I'm just a mortal," Ran Bo said. "Just imagine, as soon as you open this box, a pseudo Rin Clan like a blank piece of paper is born... Tsk tsk, what an enticing result. Unfortunately, since Sique changed the rules, such a result can no longer be replicated. This research result could have changed the world, and I should have been famously remembered... Damn it, why did they steal my research!"
