Super God Gene

Hanson had just tried to explain, but Quran Creek had turned out of the yard and caught up with Chu Ming and walked with him to the orchard.

Hanson could only shake his head helplessly and eat himself in a bowl of meat.

“Eat money toad flesh and get 1 point of primitive gene. ”

This pot of meat and soup adds three points of primitive genes to Hansen, and Hansen is full.

“Never mind, just leave it here. They'll probably eat it when they get back at noon.” Hanson covered the pan and went out to the Jade Scale River.

He wanted to see how the vine and the three fruits were growing. He dropped a drop of water beads and should be able to increase the viticulture of the vine for two or three months, wondering if it would ripen the fruit.

At the location of the water vine, only three copper coins on the water vine had actually grown to the size of an egg, emitting an array of different scents, but one by one was like copper casting.

The area where the fruit connects to the water vine is already a little dry and should look ripe, Hanson reached out and pulled one off.

It really looks like brass casting when you get to it. If you want to eat it, I'm afraid it's unrealistic and I don't know what the use is.

Hanson looked at it for a while and didn't see what this copper fruit could do.

But it's definitely a good thing. Like the Jade Sword Tree, this water vine is a primitive genetic plant, and the fruit will definitely be useful.

Hanson took off all three pieces of copper fruit and, not knowing what it would do for the time being, stuffed them in his pocket and studied them slowly later.

Hansen wanted to absorb the life of the vine, but who knew that after the three fruits had been removed, the vine withered away and didn't even have a chance of survival.

Hanson was not a greedy man, and with the harvest of three fruits, he did not regret too much, and turned towards the green shelter.

Green meditation shelter is more than ten miles from this side of the orchard, Hanson went all the way, saw a lot of foreign creatures, but they all had owners, they would not attack others without the owner's orders.

A small, not very large, brick castle appeared in Hansen's view. Hansen walked into it, and most of the things he saw were also foreign creatures. Occasionally, he could see one or two spirits walking by, looking at their breath of life, should be just waiter-level spirits.

Unlike human sanctuaries, there are not so many shops here, there is only one market where goods are exchanged, many foreign organisms squatting on the market with many things in front of them.

Hanson looked at it very novel, and it was really hard to imagine that foreign organisms would trade like humans.

It's basically alien creatures, and you can't even see a spirit, but there must be alien masters behind these alien creatures, and most of the things they care for are also alien.

Hanson was very interested in these things, walking around the market, mostly genetic seeds and genetic fruits, and some foreign flesh.

Hanson saw a giant animal twice the size of an elephant standing there with no cargo in front of him. The other creature took the genetic seed and put it in front of it, and the giant beast scratched its body, bled it with a barrel of blood, and replaced it with the genetic seed.

“It really opens up the eyes, and foreign organisms sell blood.” Hanson exclaims himself.

Hanson walked and suddenly felt something pulling him, turning around, a monkey with red hair, pulling him with his hands.

“What?” asked Hanson frowned.

“Squeak!” The red-haired monkey shouted twice, pointing at Hanson's pocket with his paws and pointing at those things in front of him.

“You want to change this?” Hanson's pockets were filled with those three copper fruits, and he touched one and asked the red-haired monkey.

The red-haired monkey nodded instantly, claws picked up one thing and sent it to Hansen, and the other claw went to get the copper fruit Hansen had in his hand.

Hanson shrunk his hand and shook his head and said, "You can't trade that for that. ”

The red-haired monkey hurriedly dropped the item and picked up another thing and sent it to Hanson, pointing to what was in his paws and shouting: "Squeak! ”

“Neither can this.” Hanson doesn't know what copper money fruit is for, but he only sees life, and copper money fruit isn't the two things a red-haired monkey can replace.

The red-haired monkey took two more things, and Hansen shook his head and vetoed them. Finally, Hansen squatted down to see what was in front of the monkey.

The red-haired monkey suddenly calmed down and squatted on the floor watching Hanson mock the things in front of him, but his eyes kept staring at the copper fruit in Hanson's hand, and the corner of his mouth was almost dripping out of the water.

The reason Hanson squatted down and looked closely was because he swept through the things in front of the red-haired monkeys with a hollow air field and found that there was a very special breath of life inside that pile, which seemed a little different.

After a few pulls, Hanson picked up a genetic seed from it, which was only corn grain size, dark and not eye-catching, and wrinkled, seemingly dry.

The life of this genetic seed is not inferior to that of copper coin fruit, and obviously it is already dying, but it also has such a life engine. If it is normal, it may be a mutant genetic seed.

Hanson held it in his hand for a while, picked up some other fruit, put it with the genetic seed, and said to the red-haired monkey, "How about this fruit for you? ”

Hanson had life water beads, so he wanted to cultivate some advanced genetic plants, but after all, the green meditation shelter was just a chivalry shelter. He had been in the market for so long, and he didn't see a mutant genetic seed, so he happened to run into one here.

The red-haired monkey had no hesitation, pushed the genetic seeds and fruits directly to Hanson, then grabbed the fruits in Hanson's hand and put them directly in his mouth and chewed them up.

Immediately after the copper shell outside the fruit was chewed, a fresh fragrance of liquid poured out, the red-haired monkey swallowed the liquid and the chewed copper shell threw up.

After reading it, Hanson put away the seeds and the fruit and turned around ready to go, and the red-haired monkey grabbed him again, pointing to his pocket, and then pointing to something on the ground.

“Not anymore.” Hanson turned around and left, and there was nothing there to attract him to.

But the red-haired monkey was in a hurry, reaching into Hanson's pocket and grabbing the remaining two pieces of copper fruit.