I'm raising mosquitoes using science as an ordinary person.

Chapter 2: Postpartum Care for the Spirit Beast! [New book, please add to your collection]

"Hmm... since you have successfully contracted a spirit beast... let's just say it's a spirit beast for now. This means you have officially become a disciple of the Spirit Beast Mountain."

After Mengde successfully contracted the old green ox, Chen Tai's calm voice rang softly in Mengde's ear.

"As a formal disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, you should have your own master and your own cave dwelling."

"But given your special circumstances, there are few disciples like you who have just reached the fourth level of Qi Refining and have no master, so most of the other senior uncles will not want you." Chen Tai said calmly.

There are only two ways to select disciples for Spirit Beast Mountain. One is through external recruitment, where the entry-level cultivation is basically at the late stage of Qi Refining, not far from Foundation Establishment, and the elders at the Core Formation stage are willing to accept disciples.

The second method is internal recruitment, which is usually recommended by cultivation families, or by a disciple or grand-disciple within their own family's power... or by a servant sent up from a nearby village who has some affinity with immortality and is blessed by the Spirit Beast Mountain.

Meng De belonged to the latter category. The village where he lived was not far from Spirit Beast Mountain, and the village had some contact with the outer disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain. Therefore, when Meng De was found to have spiritual roots, the village chief used his connections to get him into Spirit Beast Mountain as a servant.

Most of the menial laborers at Spirit Beast Mountain were recommended by nearby villages, like Meng De. Among them were some geniuses who, after a short time, broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining and were then recruited by the sect elders. However, menial laborers like Meng De, who possessed the talent of four spiritual roots, cultivated slowly, and had yet to die, were quite rare. It was difficult for a normal menial laborer to serve for three years, and five years was extremely rare. Meng De, a ten-year veteran of menial labor... was exceptionally rare.

Of course, this doesn't mean that being a servant in the Spirit Beast Mountain was a death sentence. Rather, it means that many servants would try to change jobs after working for three years, handing over the high-risk job of shoveling poop for monsters to newcomers and then going to work on the plantation themselves.

Meng De... is a ruthless man who has worked in the Monster Garden for ten years.

"I hope my martial uncle can give me some guidance!" Meng De immediately bowed and said after hearing Chen Tai's words.

"Hmm." Chen Tai nodded lightly upon hearing this, and then said, "Given that you have also helped me manage the miscellaneous work in the Monster Garden over the years, and have put in a lot of effort, I can point you in the right direction."

"The elder who took pity on you back then was the peak master of Qingling Peak, named Qingling Fairy."

"Given our friendship over the years, I can deliver a letter for you, but whether it can move the recipient depends on your own fate," Chen Tai said, revealing his thoughts.

"If it weren't for my master's recent seclusion, I could try to recommend him, but the chances are slim," Chen Tai said, shaking his head. His master valued talent, and wouldn't even glance at an ordinary servant like Meng De, who had four spiritual roots but no special talents.

"I will remember your great kindness, Uncle-Master!" To be honest, Mengde was actually quite moved. After expressing his gratitude once again, Mengde thought for a moment and then took out a book with neat handwriting and upright strokes from his pocket.

"Ten Years of Postpartum Care for Spirit Beasts" is a summary of Meng De's experiences working in the monster gardens on various mountain peaks for the past ten years.

"The only precious thing Mengde has is this summary of his experiences over the past ten years. If Mengde is no longer around, Uncle-Master can simply hand it over to the new handyman, saving a lot of tedious teaching." Mengde presented his postpartum care experience of his sow... no, his spirit beast postpartum care experience with both hands.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Seeing this, Chen Tai did not find it offensive. With a thought, his Foundation Establishment realm divine sense directly formed an invisible hand and put Meng De's "Postpartum Care" into his storage bag.

"Go down and think carefully about how to demonstrate your abilities. You can come back in three days and I will deliver this self-recommendation letter for you." After accepting the book "Postpartum Care," Chen Tai told Meng De to go back and think carefully about how to write the self-recommendation letter.

After thanking him, Mengde led the old blue ox by the rope and walked towards the wooden buildings where the servants lived halfway up the mountain.

"Niu Niu, Niu Niu, I'll have to trouble you a bit more from now on." On the bluestone path halfway up the mountain, Meng De, as if they were old friends, sat directly on the back of the old blue ox, letting it carry him towards the largest house in the servants' courtyard. The old blue ox had a good temper and didn't object to Meng De riding it at all, probably because it had been used to being ridden by ordinary children when it was down the mountain.

"Moo...?" The old green ox's big eyes were full of doubt. It didn't quite understand what Mengde's hard work meant. However, it didn't dwell on the question. Instead, it slowly walked towards the residence of Mengde, the "Chief of the Miscellaneous Affairs Office," under Mengde's guidance.

Mengde's residence was large, a separate courtyard house with a large lawn planted with various kinds of grass, which the old blue ox was very happy with. However, Mengde did not let the old blue ox graze on the grass he used for comparative experiments. Instead, he took out a bundle of high-quality grass from the storeroom and let the old blue ox feed itself.

Meng De returned to his room and looked at the messy comparative data charts and some simple experimental tools, and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including regret and reflection).

He had been in this world for over twenty years. It seemed he had done some things, yet also seemed he hadn't... Ultimately, it was because he was too weak, forced to rely on others for survival. This kind of life was very difficult for Mengde, but he gradually got used to it. He had no choice but to get used to it.

"However..." Mengde lifted the sleeve of his left arm, revealing a birthmark on his elbow with a double helix structure in the shape of an X. He watched as a transparent droplet of blood, visible only to him, slowly formed at the intersection of the two helices...

"I never expected that my transmigration and rebirth would bring you along too..." Meng De looked at the familiar X-shaped double helix pattern of the gene, his heart filled with emotion.

More than 20 years later, the birthmark pattern that he named the "X gene sequence" in his previous life has finally reacted.

X represents an unknown quantity, and can also represent the quantum superposition state of everything. In his previous life, Mengde accidentally discovered it during a burst of inspiration, and then introduced it into a mosquito's body, thus realizing the terror of this genetic sequence.

If we consider telomeres as the "genetic locks" of a organism's genes, locking down the upper limit of its short-term evolution, then the injection of the [X gene sequence] unlocks these "genetic locks," allowing genes that have strictly followed the double helix structure of genetic evolution to begin exhibiting entirely new gene sequences!

Evolution! Reproduction! Death! Endless evolution!

"The fact that this thing can appear here... indicates that it has an extraordinary origin..." Mengde pondered for a long time about the choice of the cultivation subject for the first drop of 'source blood' that he had successfully condensed over the past twenty years. An old green ox? No, it would die. In fact, any intelligent creature would not be suitable. He chose mosquitoes because mosquitoes have a fast generation rate.

For most organisms, however, generational change is death.

Ultimately, he decided to return to his old ways...

Buzzing...

"Let's just keep raising mosquitoes."