Super God Gene

Square, fountain, music, a fortune cat, all cast in gold, a giant statue, 30 to 40 meters high, stands in the center of the square.

And Hanson was sitting at the foot of that giant cat charity statue, looking incredibly at everything in front of him.

Hanson had just recovered his eyesight, and he saw a pair of eyes looking at him all around him, just that there was not much malice in those eyes, more surprise, confusion and curiosity, like seeing a novel animal in the zoo that no one knew.

What makes Hanson even more amazing is that the owners of those eyes look like humans, except they have a pair of cat-like ears on their heads and a shrugged cat tail behind them, and their eyes are like cats, mostly round and very cute, the other five rules and humans.

Every cat wears different clothes, gorgeous, simple, sexy, tough style.

There are some beautiful girls, wearing short skirts and vests, snow-white arms and legs, and they look delightful.

There are cars and motorcycles on the streets, and you can see all sorts of aircraft coming and going in the sky, but you can also see the cats wearing all sorts of swords and all sorts of cold weapons, and it's a strange sight.

Hanson was not happy at all, because there were already several cats in armor who had put their knives around his neck.

Hanson's cohesiveness wanted to resist, but he found his body dreadful. It took a lot of effort even to stand, and it was quite difficult for him to make all sorts of difficult moves.

One of the cats said something to Han Sen Li Gu, but Han Sen didn't even understand a word, rushed to use Dong Xuan Qi Fang, wanted to hear the other person's voice.

But even Dong Xuan Qi Yuan was suppressed, almost inseparable from his body, making Han Sen depressed almost want to vomit blood.

“Old cat... where are you?” Hanson looked around and didn't see the shadow of the old cat, as if it hadn't come here.

Couldn't find the old cat, Hanson had to calmly try to communicate with the cats, but neither of them understood each other's language, compared to rowing for a while. The soldier-like cats took Hanson to a somewhat jail-like place and put him in a cell.

Hanson couldn't figure out what was going on, and his body felt so repressed that it was difficult to play combat power at all. He had to be patient for a while and listen to them.

But it looks like the cats are civilized, and they don't feel like killing, and Hanson doesn't worry too much.

“What the hell is going on here?” Hanson thought to himself in the cell, and here is something quite different from what he imagined, something quite different.

Hanson thought he might have walked out of the shelter and should have come to a very horrible and horrible place, full of rampant extinct beasts, requiring him to bathe blood and tear it apart, so that he could live in the event of nine deaths and a lifetime, even every day, in the peril of being pursued.

But this place is so different from what he thought it would be, it could be said that it completely disrupted Hanson's perception.

“If that's all the world out there is? With so many powerful beings in the shelter, why haven't they been able to come out?” Hansen is very confused.

Trying to work with genetic narratives, the Holy Xuan scripture and other methods, it works smoothly, it is no different from before, Hanson's power is not confined, it is still usable.

The difference is, because the external power has grown, by contrast, it appears that his own power is much smaller, but not actually diminished.

In this environment, Hanson finds himself unable to even fly. Strong gravity keeps him from breaking the constraints of the ground and making it difficult to release his power.

The cats do seem to be civilized, and besides being locked up here, Hansen has not been treated in any way by criminal law, nor has anyone taken away his belongings, and three meals a day have been specially delivered by cats like the police.

Hanson can't get out, the language is completely incomprehensible, he can only practice in his cell every day, hoping to congeal up genetic armor as soon as possible.

“Where did the old cat go? It came out together. Why is it gone?” Hanson can only count on the old cat to help him out of his predicament now, otherwise he's really blinded here.

In the last few days, a cat came to talk to me, just because he couldn't speak, couldn't communicate at all, and ultimately there was no result, Hanson was still locked up in a cell.

Hanson saw a lot of cat men these days, and he was amazed that almost every cat man was able to congeal up genetic armor, and the power they showed was enough to match the power of genetic armor.

These days did not last long, and after about a week, Hanson was taken from his cell and sent into a room similar to the interrogation room.

After entering the room, Hanson couldn't help but shine his eyes.

Behind a table in the room, sitting a very pretty woman in a white uniform with snow hair and cat ears, even tails.

The Five Officers are very sophisticated, the body is obviously uneven under the support of the uniform, and a pair of long legs are very eye-catching.

“Foreigners, where are you from? What brings you to Kate? What are your intentions and purposes?” Pretty cat policewoman is communicating with Hanson in a special language.

Although that language is not Hanson's language, I don't know why, Hanson can actually understand it, to think that this beautiful catwoman has some special power.

“I'm from Rocca Star, and I got into a black hole in space, and I don't know how I got here.” Hanson said helplessly.

Pretty cat girl obviously understands Hanson's words, but some don't really believe or know what Locarstar is, squinting her eyes and gauging Hanson, it took a while to say: "Well, according to the laws of Kate Star, you have to take the test, then work under surveillance for a while to make sure you behave well before you can get Kate Star's temporary residence permit. Come with me, you have to do a test first to see what you can do...”

Saying, the pretty cat girl got up and opened the door and walked out of the room. Hanson quickly followed him, the situation was much better than he thought. The outside world didn't seem to have the horrible day he thought, and these cats seemed to be quite nice.

Walked out of a place similar to the police station with a pretty cat girl, who drove a beetle-like car and showed Hanson to get in.

“My name is Lancer, and I'm responsible for your work on Kate Star, and you can come to me with any questions you have, if you'll excuse me, what grade did your genetic armor reach?” The pretty cat woman asks as she drives.

“Cough, I haven't condensed up the genetic armor yet.” Hanson said honestly.

Lanceton was surprised and looked at Hansen with a wide glance: "Looks like you're quite young, but you haven't condensed your genetic armor yet. What race are you? How could you be so weak? ”