Super God Gene

Hanson himself was a little strange. Although he saw Luo Haitang at the Shelter of God, he didn't promise anything to Luo Haitang and didn't give him a good look. How could he send something? It seemed like he offered to show Luo Lan his good intentions.

Just looking at Luo Lan's temper, Hanson knew what Luo Haitang's temper was. He hasn't come to see Luo Lan in so many years, and he hasn't had a word or correspondence with Luo Lan. If he really wanted to give something, he would have sent it long ago and won't wait until today.

The reason why things are coming in now is obviously related to Hanson's previous meeting with him.

“Mom, I really didn't do anything for him, let alone promise him anything.” Hanson would have said the same thing about seeing Luo Haitang.

“You dodged him?” Rolandon glanced at Hanson and looked incredibly full of faces.

“I haven't studied Non Book, but you know, I know a lot about Non Book, so what's wrong with being able to get away from him?” Han Sen shrugged and said he didn't feel there was anything wrong with him.

“No problem, good, you're doing great!” Roland suddenly got happy and grabbed Hanson's cheek with his hands and squeezed him hard: “You're my good son, you did a great job. ”

“What exactly does that mean?” Hanson looked suspicious and didn't know what had happened. He rarely saw Laurent so happy.

“Nothing, that's fine.” Roland left with a smile and did not answer Hanson's question.

After a two-day break at home, when Hanson entered the shelter, he went directly to the room where Gu Tincheng lived.

Hanson raised his hand and tried to knock on the door, but heard Gu Tincheng's voice coming from inside: “Come in, the door is unlocked. ”

Hanson touched his nose and, unnecessarily, pushed the door in and saw Gu Tincheng standing in front of the table drawing with a very old pen.

Hanson remembers learning in history class that pens called "brushes” are ancient humans' writing tools that have long gone unused.

Only a handful of enthusiasts and artists now use brushes. I had no idea Gu Tincheng still had this hobby, and it looks like she painted very well.

Hanson doesn't have much of an art cell, but he also feels that it's impossible to draw it without a lot of practice.

“What are you looking for?” Gu Tincheng dropped the pen in his hand and admired the painting he had just completed, asking casually.

Hanson smiled and asked, "I recently met a man who heard something about you from him and didn't know if he was a liar or not, so I came to ask if you had done what he said. ”

“Oh, what did he say about me?” Gu Tincheng looked at Hanson with interest.

Hanson straightened out his thoughts and said with a smile: “He said that you had slaughtered an immortal man. Don't you know if it's true or not? ”

Gu Tincheng frowned: “I don't remember, I've killed many foreign creatures. ”

“Such a famous demigod superdivine creature, if you had killed it, wouldn't you have forgotten?” Hanson doesn't believe it.

“Forgetting is forgetting. Do I have to lie to you?” Gu Tincheng leaned aside and said.

Hanson also thought that if Gu Tincheng wanted to lie to him, he needed to say yes or no, and he couldn't tell the truth from the truth. There was really no need to say such a lie.

“It doesn't matter if you don't remember, he said a lot of things. For example, he said that you had drunk the urine of the Jade Beast before dying of thirst in the desert, and..." Hanson decided to make a few pills, but before he finished, Gu Tincheng's face changed a little.

“Impossible, no one can know about this. How the hell do you know?” Gu Tincheng stared dead at Hanson, and the expression looked like a ghost.

“Did you really do that? Did you hide in the eggs of the Beast and have been hatched by the Beast for more than a month?” Hanson asked again.

“Impossible... it's even more impossible for anyone to know... who the hell are you listening to?” Gu Tincheng's face changed dramatically. He instantly arrived in front of Hansen and grabbed Hansen's collar.

“I didn't say, I met someone earlier, he told me all this, he said he saw it with his own eyes, I thought he was bragging, I didn't think it was all true.” Hanson was surprised and surprised, and now it is basically certain that Gu Tincheng is the fourth number in the notebook.

“Impossible. When I do those things, humans don't even know what a steam engine is. How could anyone possibly see it?” Gu Zhencheng was angry.

Hanson was stunned and stared at Gu Tincheng and said incredibly: “The steam engine… it's not from ancient times… did you go into shelter then? ”

Hanson could hardly believe his judgment, but Gu Tincheng's words clearly meant that.

Gu Tincheng frowned slightly and stared at Hansen and said: “You're right, I was from that era and had entered the sanctuary in ancient times. Tell me, who is telling you these things, and when I do these things, there's no way that humans are ever going to show up in shelters, let alone see me do these things. ”

“Impossible? In ancient times, don't say it was a transmission device, not even a generator. How could you be in a shelter at that time? You're kidding me, right?” Although Hanson had heard it clearly, he couldn't believe it was true.

“Do I look like I'm joking?” Gu Tincheng said softly.

“But it's not right, even if you were able to go to shelter back then, but the distance between ancient times is now 10,000 years, even if you were promoted to demigod by then, it's only a few hundred years of life, how can you live to this day? ”

Gu Chencheng admitted something so bizarre, Hanson couldn't believe it.

“Believe it or not, it's none of my business. I just want you to tell me, who the hell told you these things?” Gu Tinchengyin asked with a calm face.

She only feels cold on her back right now, and when she does those things, there's no way humans can see them, not to mention humans, and Hanson says two things, and she thinks she's the only one who knows, not even spirits and aliens.

Now that Hanson has said this, it makes her a little creepy and able to know these things, there is only one possibility, someone has been spying on her in secret, and it has started in ancient times, which is too scary for Gu Tincheng.

“How can you make me believe that you are an ancient human being?” Hanson didn't seem to be joking at all when he saw Gu Tincheng. He turned his mind and couldn't help but ask another question.