Build Sequence Is Key

Evolution Chamber

"Then why do these need milk?"

"Hmm, well, ah, they, they have some human influence, too, ah, somehow."

The green and pink colored geneticist shrugged.

"That is okay. We just need a human female's DNA then."

Immediately Jason blushed, "Well, ah, that does make sense."

Another one of the geneticists pulled the green and pink back. Then the four of them began to talk. Afterward the red and black bug became the spokesman again.

"We have found an appropriate specimen in our data bank. Have no fear we will evolve a minion for you to nourish the dragons. Please wait."

Panic gripped him, "Ah, actually who's DNA do you have?"

The spokesman scientist staying focused on her new work called back over her shoulder, "Julia-43's DNA."

Jason blushed a deep red, and then almost moved to stop them. But then stopped himself. There were some moral concerns here, but he had to also take into account the lives of those dragons. He had to find a way to feed them and fast.

"Fine, go ahead."

They went back to work. Several tanks had materialized in the center of the evolution chamber when he had evolved the geneticists. And now all four were circled up around one of them. The liquid within thickly stirred ominously.

Their work was having an effect.

Jason hovered looking over the red and black scientists shoulder. After a few moments it turned around.

"Are you interested in learning more?"

[Become a Zerg geneticist trainee? Y/N]

Confirming the choice and replying the the bug, "Yes, I want to learn more. Thanks so much for the opportunity!"

Jason thanked it profusely. Being a geneticist was just what dreams were made of, right?

"Alright, look over my shoulder for now. I will send you some training materials."

He practically wet his pants. This was going to be much easier than becoming a spirit initiate.

"For now I will just tell you in words what we are doing."

"That is great! How are you going to use Julia's genetic material."

"Well for the base of this beast we will use our Overlord."

"It is going to be an overlord?"

Jason was confused. When he thought of a milk providing beast he was thinking of a cow or many an elephant since the dragons were going to get really big.

Instead the geneticist was talking about a huge flying insect more brain than anything else.

"How?"

The ladybug let out a chittering high pitched sound and after a moment he realized it was laughing at him.

"Trust us the overlord's genetic makeup is the most familiar to us. And we think you will appreciate the additional benefits of an overlord's psionic powers."

"..."

More high pitched squeaking.

"Their arms will be excellent for grasping and holding recalcitrant dragonets and their mental powers will be able to sooth and comfort your babies too."

"Ah, ... they aren't really my, ... , I guess they are. Well then let's go with comfort and tender care then!"

"Excellent choice. Now we will clone Julia and splice in the overlord DNA. Following that we will modify..."

Again the panic hit him, he had been thinking before in terms of having the Zerg scientists use a portion of Julia's genetic makeup.

"Clone? I didn't think you need a clone... I am not sure."

"Not to worry, Jason, this is standard procedure. We know what we are doing."

"But what about Julia's rights, I mean, ..."

"Jason, so what about Julia's rights. The Zerg across of 2.44487 state that every clone is a unique and autonomous individual by law. There is no concern here."

"..."

It had been stern before, but now it gave him a break.

"Don't worry. You don't need to be concerned about a lawsuit. By giving her DNA to us, she consented to whatever purposes we have for it."

The red and black geneticist whispered to him conspiratorially.

"Ooookay then. I suppose it is okay. Umm can I cancel and decide not to evolve this specimen in the future."

"Yes, of course. No worries."

Jason knew he was treading on thin ice here, but his young immature mind couldn't reconcile all the implications here.

'Man, the spiritual and the scientific routes are completely different. I think I am getting in over my head!'