Earth's development had picked up speed, and Peter Brown made various pieces of technology available. Now, there were more cultivators popping up around the world.
With his women handling things, Peter actually didn't have too much on his plate. He spent his days rotating which of his wives he would spend time with, and his life became increasingly carefree.
"Peter, what should we do with our Genetic Army?"
Heidi Jones had been tasked with taking care of the Genetic Warriors since she had always loved this aspect.
"Actually, we won't develop a Genetic Army."
Peter kissed Heidi Jones's chest for a while and even caressed her smooth skin with his hand, his lips curling into a smile.
"Not develop a Genetic Army?" Heidi Jones sat up in surprise and looked at Peter.
After pinching her chest, Peter chuckled and said, "Tell me, what's the highest level of cultivation in the Genetic Army?"
"Didn't you say it could reach Nascent Soul?"
