Super God Gene

“What are you still sneaking around out there? Come back soon.” Hanson had just approached the town, and someone shouted at him above the gate.

Hanson didn't know what was going on for a while, and when he got into town, he found out that everyone was full of sadness, and it seemed like something unfortunate had happened.

It's a small city, a cavalier shelter, not many humans, 20 or 30 people in total, and in a third god shelter, a small city like this, it's amazing to be able to gather 20 or 30 humans.

“Brother, what happened here?” Hanson grabbed a middle-aged man and asked.

“How come I haven't seen you before? Are you new here?” The middle-aged man looked at Hanson and asked.

“Just came.” Hanson replied.

“Then you're in bad luck. It would have been good to come randomly to a human sanctuary, but I'm afraid we can't keep this one.” The middle-aged man sighed.

“Why can't you keep it?” Hanson hastily asked.

The middle-aged man said somewhat helplessly: “This was the only spiritual shelter around here, and we beat it down more than 20 years ago, and gradually we got these people. But a few days ago, in the mountains of the north, a foreign creature came through the mountains and found us in this shelter, which belongs to a noble alien spiritual shelter in the mountains, and now the owner of that noble alien spiritual shelter has decided to attack us and will arrive here in a few days. ”

“How do you know all this?” Hanson asked with some surprise.

Rather, it should be impossible for them to know about the existence of that noble sanctuary.

“Our fellow human beings are among the spiritual sanctuaries. He risked his life to inform us and let us find a way to deal with them earlier. But that's all we have. Where are the countermeasures? Now we're discussing whether to abandon the city and go away, or fight the spiritual blood to the end.” The middle-aged man said.

Hanson finally understood what was happening, that there were only twenty or thirty human beings here, and that there were no strong human beings, and that it was obviously unrealistic to try to confront an aristocratic shelter.

As I was thinking, I suddenly heard a bell ringing in the square of the town.

“Let's go, Huang Lao is calling everyone over.” The middle-aged man said and left for the square.

Everyone in the city walked to the square, and Hanson followed along to the square.

If a new person were to arrive, there would certainly be a lot of people asking about him, but no-one is in the mood right now, no smile on one face, it looks heavy.

Ringing the bell is an old man who must be white and should be a middle-aged man.

Old Huang saw everyone coming, looked around and found Hanson's new face, but he didn't say much, now is not the time to entertain new people.

“We should all be thinking about it for two days, and we don't have much time, so let's vote now on whether to go or fight.” Lao Huang looked at the crowd and said: "I agreed to walk and raise my hand. ”

Twenty or thirty people. Look at me. I look at you.

“You can go, then. Let's go back and pack up, and we'll leave tomorrow.” Lao Huang said bitterly.

Huang Lao's words are over, but no one leaves. Everyone knows that leaving is the best option. If it is defensive, there is only one way to die.

But without this shelter, they have no idea where to go or what the fate of the future is.

Some of the younger, older people, for more than a decade and twenty years here, many of whom were the main ones who beat this shelter, now let them abandon the city, the pain and wandering in their hearts can be seen.

“Let's all go back.” Huang Lao's face is also full of helplessness, no one wants to go. In twenty or thirty years here, this can be their second home, but if you don't go, you have to die. The reality is so cruel, there is no room.

Unless they bow their heads to the spirits and become servants of the spirits, and see if the spirits will take them, if the spirits do not see them, they will die, even if they will.

Instead of putting their destiny in the hands of the opposite people, they prefer to leave this place to fight, at least fate is in their own hands, and they do not have to be heterosexual servants.

But the mind understands that it is one thing, leaving the family business, the pain and anxiety in the mind is another thing.

Hanson has been watching these people's life momentum, and although they can't say how strong they are, they do have some good people, only twenty or thirty, but they have good strength.

“May I have your attention, seniors?” Hanson thought about it and stood up and said.

Everyone's eyes focused on Hanson. Huang just noticed the new guy and nodded, “If you have anything you want to say, say it. We are a family here, no need to worry about it. ”

“I think we should fight.” Hanson's eyes swept from the faces, his eyes burning, he said.

Old man Huang smiled: “Young man, I can understand your mood, but the spiritual shelter is a noble spirit, the mutant creatures and noble spirits of the people can not add up to fifteen, even if he brings only half, it is not comparable, if it is a death war, I am afraid none of us can live. ”

“Do you think we'd leave if we could fight?” Someone said sadly.

Hanson was about to say something, and the young man standing next to Old Huang, who was just responsible for sending people paper and pens, suddenly pointed at Hanson and said, "Are you Hanson? ”

“I'm Hanson.” Hanson nodded slightly.

“Yu, do you know this young man?” Lao Huang looked at the young man and asked.

“Hansen, this is Hansen, the son-in-law of the Führer, the one who defeated the Huro royalty.” Xiaoyu said with some excitement.

Xiaoyu said that some of the younger people recognized Hanson, older people, old people who didn't pay attention to these things, but also heard Hanson's name, all looked at him with some surprise.

“If you want to fight, I will help you to defend this sanctuary, and when we win this war, we will attack back and defeat that noble sanctuary as well.” Hanson said.

“Han, we'd love to do that, but how can we fight if we're not strong enough? Let us not say that the nobility shelter was struck down and that, by our strength, it could not even be guarded.” Old Huang looked at Hanson and shook his head and said.

“I don't know, with it, do you think we're strong enough to guard this shelter?” Hanson reached out and summoned the dragon-blooded snake.