Super God Gene

“Baby, pick another one for Dad.” Hanson doesn't believe in evil. If this mushroom can really bleed the soul of a beast, it doesn't make sense. He can only produce the soul of an ordinary beast.

Bao answered, reaching out to pick the mushrooms, but Hanson hastily said: “That one is too small. It's only as big as a fist. I'm sure it won't get out of the advanced beast soul. Pick up the one over there. Yes, it's that big one. ”

Baby held a football-sized mushroom in his hands and gave it to Hansen Todd, who felt it weighed several times more than the one he had previously pinched.

“This genetic plant, at first glance, knows good and bad. The big thing is that it absorbs a lot of life, it's long and good, and the chances of a good animal soul are high.” Hanson said, clapping his hands.

Boo!

Football-sized mushrooms were crushed by Hanson, and a white light burst out of them into Hanson's soul sea.

“Obtain Ordinary Soul Bomb Mushrooms. ”

“I'll go, why is it still the soul of an ordinary beast, the smaller the better?” Hansen said secretly in his heart.

“Dad, I got another bloody beast soul.” Baby herself squeezed another mushroom and was happy to say to Hanson.

“Must have been the wrong posture, I'm not that unlucky.” Hanson bit his teeth and said to Baby, “Baby, pick another one for me. Give me a small one this time. The big one doesn't suit me. It doesn't match my eight characters. ”

“What are eight characters?” Baby looked at Hanson with confusion.

“Don't worry about it. Pick my little one up.” Hanson said eagerly.

Bao was very obedient and helped Hansen pick up a smaller mushroom and threw it directly into Hansen's hand.

Hanson held the mushroom with his hands, put a stance of incense in the sky, and then closed his eyes and prayed with piety: "Buddha, God, Virgin Mary Ozawa, bless me, I must open the soul of the Divine Blood Beast. Later I will surely be Sunday and Sunday, night burning incense, worshipping Hanson the believer...”

After praying sincerely, Hanson was about to squeeze the mushroom, but immediately came up with something, turned his body, picked a guitar, and then squeezed the mushroom hard.

“Obtain Ordinary Soul Bomb Mushrooms. ”

“I'm going to your sister. This is definitely a problem of probability. It's not my bad luck. Probability is something that everyone will encounter. There will always be good and bad. The average value won't be too bad. Just a few more.” Hanson has given up that superstitious idea and decided to believe in science.

“Dad, I've got another soul. What have you got?” Baby was happy to say again.

“Cough, we're almost there, you pick some more for me.” Hanson coughed lightly.

Bao picked up a few more mushrooms for Hansen, who took a deep breath and thought in his heart: “The fairies are unreliable. Science is the truth. I have to believe in science. ”

“Obtain Ordinary Soul Bomb Mushrooms. ”

“Dad, how can this be the soul of a god-blood beast? ”

“Obtain Ordinary Soul Bomb Mushrooms. ”

“So boring, it's the soul of the bloody beast, is that all? ”

“Obtain Ordinary Soul Bomb Mushrooms. ”

“Dad, I got the Super Beast Soul Bomb Mushroom! ”

Pfft!

Hanson almost sprayed an old blood on his back, his hands trembled. Although there were mushrooms in front of him, he couldn't get his hands pinched anymore. He was so hit.

But Hanson thought back: “After all, Bao is different, she is not ordinary, and it is normal to be able to pinch the soul of a high beast. I can't be bad luck, I'm just like ordinary people. ”

“What are you doing? What good are these mushrooms anyway?” Ling Mei watched for a while and asked curiously.

Hansonton's eyes lit up and he stuffed a mushroom to Linger and said, "Try pinching the mushroom apart. ”

In the first three shelters, the spirits could not use the soul of the beast unless they bowed to the human race, and in the fourth shelter they did not know if it was the same.

If the spirits don't get the beast soul, what do they get when they crush the genetic fruit?

Hanson is still a little anticipating this, after all, genetic fruit can't come out of nothing because the spirits can't use the beast soul.

Lingmeier watched Hanson and Bao pinch the mushroom. She was very moved just now. She also wanted to pinch it. Now Hanson gave her the mushroom. If she didn't say anything, she would just pinch it.

Boo!

A white light flew out of the mushroom and directly into Spiritual's eyebrow.

Spiritual suddenly revealed a surprise: “I got a primitive beast soul. ”

Hansenton felt a bit of a panic in his heart, although it was just a primitive beast soul, but it was also better than his ordinary beast soul.

Hanson also gave the remaining two to Linger, and Linger pinched another mutation and a primitive, as if that was the level of a normal person.

“What kind of crap, I'm not rare. I think in that year, the high-end beast soul obtained by the Goddamn Monster, can go around the alliance for three weeks. Who cares about this beast soul, the directly white beast soul, has no technical content at all, and the master doesn't want to use it at all. A strong man like me doesn't need this beast soul at all.” Hanson's eyes twitched constantly, his eyes slightly, and he spoke with his mouth shut.

Baby wobbles around in the mushroom bush and bends over from time to time to remove a mushroom, looking very happy.

“Dad, give me the mushrooms.” Baby hugged several mushrooms and ran to Hanson and said.

“Cough, Dad won't want it, baby can pinch it if you like.” Hanson gave up his plans to pinch again and felt like he was wasting his time pinching again.

Although there are a lot of mushrooms here, it looks like there should be more than a hundred, but if Bao pinches them, at least they can pinch the blood of the beast soul, which is useful, but ordinary beast souls are of no use.

Bao went to pick mushrooms to pinch the beast soul, Hansen studied the use of these beast souls. All pinched beast souls are bomb mushrooms, but only at different levels.

The plant beast soul, which Hanson had never seen before, summoned an ordinary bomb mushroom.

Suddenly, Hansen was surprised to see a snowy mushroom in Hansen's hand, and this thing didn't change or stay the way it was.

“Bomb mushrooms, can't they be used as bombs?” Hanson threw the bomb mushroom out of his hand.

Boom!

The bomb mushroom landed on the ground and suddenly a loud noise was heard. After the bomb mushroom fell, it exploded directly. A white cloud of mushrooms burst and a piece of rock was burst.

“I'll do it. It's really a bomb! The power is good. The ordinary class is so powerful. How powerful is the divine blood class and the super power?” Hansen was ecstatic.

“Unfortunately, the Soul of the Bomb Mushroom Beast is disposable and runs out of it.” Hanson thinks a little less greedy.

All of a sudden, there was a sharp strange scream inside the cave, as if something was rushing towards them.