Super God Gene

“This is a mutant gene tree?” Hanson looked at the old tree with surprise.

“Yeah, I hear that if you can grow it successfully, you'll have dragon blood, dragon blood snakes in the fruit, it's a mutant pet beast soul, and any one of them can sell the price.” Quran Creek said.

“Even if there's only one dragon in the tree, we don't have to worry about anything.” After a pause, Tranlan Creek mocked herself: “But even if the dragon blood tree did not die, it is useless to plant a living dragon blood tree, at least it must be poured daily with primitive animal blood, and it is not any primitive animal blood, preferably the blood of primitive biological scaly python, in order to guarantee dragon blood tree results. Unfortunately, there is no blood python in the Green Plough Shelter. Even if you want to buy it, you can't buy it. The old spirit died in the thorny jungle just to hunt the blood python. ”

“That's a shame.” Hanson said with regret.

“Nothing unfortunate, even with the blood of the blood-square python, we can't afford it, we can't grow it at all.” Quran Creek said very well.

Hanson smiled and looked at Quran Creek.

A very charming woman, though not bright, is not an amazing woman at first glance. But she has an elegant scent of books, all five officials are very sophisticated, and it's very comfortable to read.

Even in such a harsh environment, she kept herself clean and tidy, and her clothes had already been washed white, but it did not give people a cold and sour feeling, as if it were natural for her, and did not interfere with her temperament half way.

It's not a first glance beauty, but it's very eye-catching. The more you look, the more comfortable you feel, the more attracted you are to her temperament.

Where's Chu Ming? ”Hanson looked behind Quran Creek and didn't see Chu Ming.

“I went to the shelter for food, and I'll be back in a minute.” Quran Creek said, stopping to gauge Hanson, "Your wounds are good and fast. ”

“The ultra-nuclear genetics I practise have a powerful healing power in themselves.” Hanson knew about the troubles in Creek, so he explained.

His wounds were really good too fast, his skeleton was broken many times, it was only a few days before he could go underground, if there was no special reason, it was really hard to believe.

“Healing power? Can you cure people?” Quran Creek looked at Hanson with some surprise and asked.

“If I can recover, the general trauma should be fine, but it also depends on who the injured are, and if the injured are superdivine creatures, their flesh is too strong for my healing power to affect their flesh.” Hanson said.

“It's already hard to cure your peers. When you get hurt, you can go to the beast farm and find a job. The cure is very popular there, and you get a very good reward.” Crescent Creek is planning for Hanson.

Henson was somewhat interested in this: “Where is the beast farm? ”

“It's a martial arts court, where some strange creatures who have been captured by spirits but have not been able to tame them, act as martial arts for entertainment.” Quran Creek didn't seem to have much of a crush on the beast farm, so he stopped saying two words and walked into the cabin to pack his things.

Hanson still sits next to the Dragon Blood Tree and wonders what he should do after thinking about himself.

He thought it would be okay to hunt some primitive creatures with his strength, but now he knows that all the aliens in the refuge area are owners, and he can't just kill them.

Going to the thorny jungle is too dangerous, and encountering mutant organisms may not save your life.

He thought it would be easy to pay off their debts in Creek, but now it doesn't seem as easy as he thought.

“Black crystal, black crystal, what do you think you're doing smoking my Jade Sword Tree? You've always been selfless. How can you become a loser when you get to the third shelter?” Hanson was slightly depressed.

Hanson was sighing, but suddenly felt a slight shock of black crystals in the sea of souls, one of the three drops of water beads suspended next to it, actually flew out of the sea of souls, dripping over the roots of the old tree with its crooked neck.

Hanson was shocked, wondering what the black crystal was trying to do, but discovered that after the dying crooked neck tree absorbed the water beads, the only slight viability left at the root was slowly strengthening, and the viability of the whole tree seemed to recover.

Hanson overjoyed: “Are these water beads capable of making dead trees spring? ”

It's just that the life of the old tree isn't recovering very quickly, and it's slowly absorbing that drop of water beads.

When Hanson watched the old tree, Chu Ming came back with a bag of things from outside. He saw Hanson leaning against the old tree, his eyes seemed comfortable in the sun, and he stopped breathing: “It's been eight lifetimes of blood and mold, how could I meet a guy like you, ruined our ink jade sword tree, but now I have to feed you and drink... I warn you, you better get better quickly and work hard to pay your debts, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you...”

“Well, stop arguing and come over for dinner.” Quran Creek has prepared the food and called both Hanson and Chu Ming.

Though Chu Ming said Hansen from time to time, Hansen understood his mood and was not angry, just wondering whether the old tree would be completely resurrected by Shui Zhu.

If it can really be saved, it's a mutant gene tree, and the dragon's blood can sell for a lot of money, then everything is solved.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, and most importantly, this kind of water bead produced by black crystals is really too powerful. If it continues to produce such water beads, Hanson's help will be incalculable.

But Hanson doesn't know exactly what the black crystal needs to be able to produce water beads, so far the only thing he knows is that it absorbs all the life of the Jade Sword tree and produces three drops of water beads.

“Is it a coincidence that three drops of water beads, the Jade Sword Tree, have also grown for three years?” Hanson thinks to himself.

After lunch, Quran Creek and Chuming went to work in the orchard, and Hanson sat next to the old tree and watched it live.

Although slow, Hanson can clearly feel that the life in the old tree is indeed recovering, but it is hard to say when it will be possible to reach the point where the dead tree will meet again in the spring.

One day soon passed, and the next morning, Hanson was still sleeping on a wooden bed and suddenly heard Chu Ming shouting in surprise.

“Sister Lanxi... come out and see... Dragon Blood Tree... Dragon Blood Tree It sprouted...”