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Miranda smiled but said nothing. If Spencer were truly useful, she would definitely seek him out. However, Miranda disdained the T-Virus and the like. Everything she did was to resurrect her dead daughter. She wanted to find a suitable container, upload her daughter's memories, and thus bring her back to life. However,
Miranda's requirements for the container were extremely high, and she had been unable to find one.
She picked up a quill, wrote a letter, and threw it away. The envelope flew towards him with a piercing sound, slicing the air apart, a terrifying sight.
Chen Luo narrowed his eyes, as if this was a show of force. Miranda was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Expecting a woman over a hundred years old to be easily bullied was a bit of a pipe dream.
The envelope drew closer, and Chen Luo, seizing the perfect moment, reached out and grasped the corner of the envelope, which was constantly spinning and slicing through the air, accurately catching it. "Since I've received the reply, I'm leaving too,"
Miranda said. "Since you're here, stay a few days. There are plenty of rooms in Dimitrescu Castle. You're special. Come here, let me see you. Follow me." With that, she turned and left, heading for the back room.
"Oh wow, you, you've earned your mother's appreciation. Moreau is jealous!" The idiot Moreau's IQ was clearly a bit naive and off the mark.
"If you work honestly, Miranda will naturally appreciate you." Chen Luo was speechless, but he still followed.
"Oh, it seems so. You're right!" Stupid Fish Morro quickly stepped aside, mumbling back his previous words.
Puppeteer Donna remained silent throughout the entire process, completely silent. Even the puppets she controlled were equally quiet. Under normal circumstances, they might have become more active.
Entering the room, Miranda had already changed into new clothes. It seemed to her that her ability allowed her to transform mold into any clothing at will. She was now dressed in ordinary casual clothes, covered by a vest. "Your ability is quite unique. It doesn't seem like a gift from the Fungus Master. Come here, little one, let me see it."
Chen Luo waved his hand. "Then give me a gift. I happen to need it. I heard Spencer say before that you were planning to resurrect your daughter, right?"
Miranda paused when he mentioned her daughter, her eyes sharpening. "What do you want to say?"
Chen Luo suddenly waved his hand, and a bottle of red wine and two glasses appeared on the table. He filled the bottle with wine, pushed it over, and drank from the glass himself. "First, have you considered this? Is your daughter's consciousness still within the fungus host? Second, do you truly want to resurrect your daughter?"
Miranda snorted, her teeth clenched. "What on earth are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying you're not trying to resurrect your daughter. You know it's impossible, yet you're still fantasizing. You can't let go of the past, you've been avoiding reality." Chen Luo downed the red wine in one gulp and scolded her harshly.
Bang! A thick fungus burst out of the ground, pointing directly at Chen Luo, nearly piercing him. Chen Luo didn't dodge, and Miranda controlled her emotions.
After a while, Miranda calmed down a little, "You'd better give me an explanation!"
Chen Luo poured himself another glass of wine, lit a cigarette, and took a puff with satisfaction, "I think your tone is entangled with these things, you might as well try another method. If you can resurrect your daughter, so what, it's just inherited a memory, the original memory is still there, aren't you afraid of creating a lunatic? Haha, let's take a step back and say that you succeeded by chance, but what if you encounter a disease again?"
These two questions made Miranda's eyes become solemn. With a wave of her hand, she put the strain back into the ground again, "You have successfully aroused my interest." After that, she picked up the red wine glass and drank it all, "Red "That's not how you drink wine! Filling the bottle with red wine isn't proper etiquette!"
Chen Luo suddenly kissed Miranda on the lips, then quickly stepped aside. "You and I both wield immense power. We're one team, we're all in this together. Rules? Rules are meant to be broken; we are the masters. Your daughter's memories are gone, and the best solution is for us to create another one, and you to have another. Your genes and mine will combine to produce a child with even stronger genes. This child will have immense power, be immune to all poisons, and we won't have to worry about her dying!"
It's an incredibly crazy idea, and incredibly surprising. It's truly insane—wanting to have a child with an old hag like you! But looking at Miranda's iconic figure and stunning looks, it all seemed possible.
It's never age that limits a man's desires, but rather figure and looks. Old perverts pursue these things, not age at all. If age mattered, there wouldn't be so many old perverts in the world!
Chen Luo's words plunged Miranda into deep thought. She didn't know what to do next. This sounded a bit rough and illogical, but Miranda definitely had a point. She had never thought about it that way, nor had she thought about it like this.
"It sounds like a good idea, but I won't give up on resurrecting my daughter. Your idea is good, but I won't give up." Miranda repeated it twice, as if to cheer herself up, not wanting to waver in her determination.
Chen Luo was not discouraged. As a big boss, if he could solve the problem with his mouth the first time, there wouldn't be so many troubles. And Miranda's mouth was pretty good just now, "You still have time, and I also need to strengthen myself. Only when both of us have very good bodies can we give birth to stronger children. Do you long for a child? Be a mother again and take good care of our children?"
Miranda was a little shaken by what she said, and couldn't help but start to fantasize. For a long time, with an endless life, she has been looking for spiritual sustenance, otherwise she would have gone crazy long ago!