Super God Gene

Hanson is naturally not the best fighter, but he has worked hard in this area, not for fights, but to predict the behavioral patterns and trajectories of aliens.

This is undoubtedly an important capability for an archer.

Anyone who shoots a target will be able to shoot a lot of people in the heart 50 meters away, but foreign organisms can't stand still all the time to let you shoot. Predictive ability is the most important thing if you want to really shoot moving prey.

Hanson is talented in taking advantage of a moment to predict the enemy's course of action and shooting a must-kill arrow. Otherwise, he would not have chosen the method of arrow to do his hard work.

Later, entering the world of shelter, the arrow method was useless, and Hanson practiced the ability of the killer to hide and sneak attacks, which demanded more prediction and nerve resilience and response. With a single mistake, he would have to bear the most severe counterattack of foreign organisms if he failed to bury them with a single blow.

More than a month after entering the shelter, Hanson has never missed a chance to see how powerful his judgment and timing are.

Now that Hanson has so many genes, his neurological response rate has been greatly improved, it's really not easy to beat him in games like guessing boxing.

“Stone... scissors... cloth...”

As Fang Jingqi finished shouting cloth for a moment, Hanson and Jingqi made another attempt, and this time Hanson still produced scissors, while Tang Zhenliu released cloth.

Tang Zhenliu didn't expect to lose. When he reacted to get the fruit tray, a glass of wine had been spilled on his face. Suddenly, he felt a little hot on his face. Even his nose rushed into it. Choking Tang Zhenliu's nose was straightforward and sour.

“Old Tang lost a point.” Fang Jingqi wrote down a serious book beside him.

Tang Zhenliu was unhappy of course. He grabbed the towel beside him and wiped his face. He stared at Hanson and said: "Again. ”

Hanson is certainly happy to continue, the two people start over again, Tang Zhenliu, the little king of boxing, can only win four out of ten, but all of these four are blocked by Hanson with fruit trays, Tang Zhenliu has not once poured Hanson.

Instead, he lost the game himself. Every time Hanson threw it in front of him, Tang Zhen's face was full of drinks, like a falling chicken.

Tang Zhenliu wiped it a few times at first, and then he just wanted to win Hanson and didn't even wipe it.

“No, we play fifteen or twenty, stone scissors are too easy to cheat.” After Tang Zhen lost seven or eight hands, he finally couldn't help it.

“Fine, but the rules need to be clear. I've never played 15 or 20.” Hanson said.

“The rules are simple...” Tang Zhenliu told Hanson the 15-20 rules.

Fifteen and twenty are all reaction-eating games, just like stone scissors, but fifteen and twenty hands are placed in front of each other, making it easier for them to understand and not easy for them to do things.

Hanson had not played before, lost four games in a row, but Tang Zhenliu could not be proud, because even if he lost four games in a row, he had not been able to hit Hanson once, all blocked by the fruit tray.

Four hands later, Hanson has mastered the core game of fifteen and twenty, relying on strong predictive and reactive abilities, Tang Zhenliu quickly turned into a loser and winner.

Pfft... Pfft... Pfft... Pfft...

Only the sound of the drinks hitting the skin of his face kept ringing in the bag room. Don Zhenliu had already killed his red eyes. He kept fighting with Hanson. Everyone seemed to have just fished out of the bottle, even his pants and legs were dripping wine.

Tang Zhenhui's hatred: “How could this be possible... how could I possibly lose so badly... there must be some mistake...”

Fang Jingqi saw that Tang Zhenqi was too miserable, and had persuaded him twice along the way. However, Tang Zhenqi's eyes became red and only wanted to turn the book over. He did not listen to Fang Jingqi's persuasion.

“I must avenge this revenge. I must make him a soup chicken too. ”

“No, I'm going to win a few, no matter what! ”

“One hand, you have to beat him. ”

“Just let me win... once I win, I won't play...”

Tang Zhenliu's expectations kept dropping, but he didn't even really win a hand.

By the end of the day, Tang Zhenliu's heart had become chaotic. Even guessing boxing was hard to win. He was completely massacred unilaterally by Hanson.

She thought Hanson and Tang Zhenliu and Fang Jingqi would be miserable.

But when the song went to the bakery, I didn't hear any movement outside, and I thought, “Hanson is not already poured by Tang Zhenliu, are they? ”

The crooked song pushed the door open, but the sight of the entrance made her beam.

Hanson and Jingqi were just sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting, and Hanson was clean and tidy and seemed to be doing nothing.

And Tang Zhenliu sat alone on the sofa, and the whole person was wet, like he was devastated by a terrible look on his face.

The more I looked at the song, the more I thought Tang Zhenliu was like a little woman who had been * * fucked. There was still a little crystal in her red eyes. The people who looked at it were all born with mercy.

“Don, what's wrong with you?” She was amazed at the song, and no matter what she thought, she didn't think Tang Zhen would end up like this.

Tang Zhenliu only came back to God at this time, did not answer the question of the cursed song, suddenly the fierce light was revealed, and he pounced at Fang Jingqi, still loathing and shouting: “Good old man, dare you shade me...”

"Teacher Qu, how do you charge for that premium nutrient package at school? ”

“Now Xiaoyan uses the kind of 100,000 yuan a month, it really doesn't work very well, the learning strength of Shenghua, 300,000 nutritional liquid packages a month should be fine, of course, the more advanced the nutritional liquid works, depending on the economic capacity of your family, but at least 300,000 nutritional liquid packages, otherwise it is not good for Xiaoyan's learning performance and body.” A rough introduction to the song.

“How much a year would it cost to use the finest nutritional liquid package plus the services of a senior chef?” Hanson asked again.

“If that's the case, you can choose the school's S-level package, all with the highest level in the school, 15 million a year.” The crooked song looked at Hanson somewhat puzzled.

“OK, then ask Teacher Qiu to go back and help Xiaoyan with an S-level package.” Hanson looked at the $16.7 million he had just added to his account and said with great pleasure.