Super God Gene

Flame Beast: Arrow Beast Soul.

Hanson looked at the type of flaming beast and was overwhelmed. He was best at using bows and arrows. I didn't think the first beast soul out in the third shelter was an arrow.

The only pity is that he doesn't have a bow right now, but the bow problem is relatively easy to solve, as long as he can get back to the league, he can get an alloy bow and fit it.

Quran Creek was surprised to see that a primitive creature that unlocked three genetic locks was so easily solved, Hanson's cooperation with the disease wind beast was perfect, it was really hard to believe that the disease wind beast had been domesticated for less than two months.

In fact, Hansen has long been used to working with silver and silver, and Hansen himself has a lot of experience in how to join forces with foreign organisms. Coupled with his own skill in the layout and prediction of the Holy Xuan scripture, so he did well with the disease wind beast, which is actually worse in terms of domestication, the breezy wind is not as good as small silver silver to make fingers, and there are many places that need to be trained to grind.

“Shall we go back?” Quran Creek looks at the body of the Flaming Beast and asks, in her view, the ability to hunt a primitive alien creature is already a small harvest in itself.

“Walk inside again.” Hanson naturally can't just go back like this, Flamebeast's head is too big, and there's only one, and taking it back doesn't add much primitive genes to everyone.

The breeze is not welcome at all. Just jump on it and eat the body of the Flaming Beast. Hanson drank it, let the breeze back down, then cut off a piece of meat and put it in the package, and the rest of the flesh let it eat.

Although most meat is still fed to it, the authority of the leader cannot be lost. Otherwise, the breeze will become increasingly disobedient and will even challenge his authority, as is the case with veterinary nature.

Quran Creek saw that the vast majority of the flesh had been eaten by the breeze, although it felt a little unfortunate, but she also knew that it would certainly not be possible to carry such a large prey with her if she were to keep moving forward.

Watching the tiny wind swallowed by wolves, Hanson said to Quran Creek: "Remove the bloody smell from this place before it attracts other foreign creatures. ”

Unlike the first two shelters, many foreign organisms in the Third God's shelter are fed, and their evolutionary nature is even more evident, especially in the process of unlocking genetic locks, which must be experienced by every foreign organism.

“has been eliminated.” Quran Creek replied.

Hanson nodded slightly, and the power of Quran Creek was really helpful, otherwise they would be in a lot of trouble in the jungle, and it was right to bring Quran Creek this time.

When the breeze finished eating meat, the two men continued on the road and walked for a while. When Hanson was ready to continue walking, the breeze sat there screaming twice and refused to go any further.

“Is there any danger up ahead?” Hanson tried to go in the other direction, and the breezy wind just got up and followed, and it seemed terrified of the previous direction.

Hanson brought the breeze, the main purpose was here, and he was happy with the performance of the breeze.

“Wait a minute, the smell here is confusing, I see a lot of different organisms smelling particles, and there are a lot of foreign organisms in this area.” Not long after the walk, Creek stopped again.

“Can you tell what kind of creature it is?” Hanson asked.

“Part of the smell is from the crab, I've seen it in the shelter, it's a lot of crabs, I've seen at least a dozen crab smells, and the smell of the iron shellfish, a lot of them, no less than twenty.” Quran Creek was carefully distinguished and said: "Fourteen of these iron shellfish are ordinary creatures, and seven are primitive creatures, and the crabs are primitive. ”

“So you can tell?” Hanson looked at Creek with surprise.

“Different classes of organisms have different odors, but there has to be a contrast to be able to tell, and if it's a foreign organism that I haven't seen, even if I smell it, I can't tell its class.” Quran Creek explained.

The two men slowed down and walked forward, not too far, and saw a plate size on the ancient tree in front, a full blue crust, a crab with giant crab clamps and sharp claws, climbing onto the crown, the crab clamps a piece of fruit and races into the mouth, chewing the fruit flesh flying across.

“Crab crusts are hard all over the body, only the mouth is weak.” Quran Creek said.

Hanson nodded and let the breeze rush over and tear him apart. Instead, he summoned the Flaming Beast Arrow, a metal long arrow burning in flames, and landed in Hanson's hands.

Hanson held the long arrow in his hand like a spear, staring dead at the crab, and as it climbed down from the tree, halfway up, he suddenly threw the flaming beast arrow in his hand at the crab.

When a rocket crossed the air and went straight towards the crab, the crab immediately discovered the rocket, stretching out the crab clamp lightning clamping to the rocket, fast and accurate, to see the rocket clamped.

But who knew that the rocket was spinning a strange deviation in the air, incredibly hiding from the crab's crab pliers, directly into its mouth, seemingly drilling like a drill bit.

“Squeak!” The crab screamed, falling from the tree, struggling a few times before moving.

“Primitive biological crabs are hunted, no animal soul is obtained, meat is edible, and absorption randomly yields 0 to 10 primitive genes. ”

Hanson used to bring back the crab, but Crane Creek was a little stunned to look at, and some of them looked at Hanson incredibly and said, "Are you really just getting promoted to the transcendent? You're a little too powerful, aren't you? ”

“My physique is stronger than the average person.” Hanson laughed and didn't explain much, so he kept going with the breeze.

There were plenty of crabs, just two miles away, and Hanson hunted down seven or eight crabs, all in his pockets and walked forward with his back.

But it's very strange that the wild genetic plants are no longer seen on this journey.

“Are wild genetic plants eaten by foreign organisms?” Hanson was wondering.

“Something's wrong.” Quran Creek suddenly frowned.

“What's wrong?” Hanson was shocked to think that Creek had discovered that he was secretly absorbing wild genetic plants.

“I smell a lot of iron shellfish left behind, but we came all the way here and didn't even encounter an iron shellfish, which must be weird.” Quran Creek said with seriousness.

“When did those iron shellfish pass here?” Hansen frowned.

“Yesterday there were also many iron shellfish moving here frequently.” Quran Creek looked closely around and said.