Super God Gene

Within the base of the Black Gold Group, Hardman, Lina, Chris, Lord Tiger, Allen and others are watching an image.

The images are from the time Hansen met the Fae, until the time Hansen was chased into the building.

It looks a little messy because the images are not taken from one angle of view, but are pieced together from multiple angles of view.

But even so, it was surprising enough for Hardman and others that Hansen's speed and power were just the level of a genetic armor soldier, but at that speed, he persisted for so long under the continuous pursuit of the Fae, and he was not injured, it had to be said that it was a miracle.

“What do you think?” After watching the images, Hardman looked at Chris, Lord Tiger and Allen.

Lord Tiger and Allen are both barons, and Chris, although not a nobleman, is very experienced and has the most say in the Black Gold Hunting Force.

“An interesting man, with normal strength and speed, with normal skills from beginning to end, who can accomplish ordinary genetic armor soldiers, but who dodges the Fae attacks over and over again, looks like he's lucky to be invincible. But I don't think so, it can be called luck one time at a time, but no luck comes to him again and again, and he must have had something to do with it, which is why this is happening.” Alan said.

“Are you saying that this seemingly lucky way of avoiding is actually a technique?” Hardman asked.

Lord Tiger thought about it and said, “It's not necessarily a technique, it could be an instinct, many creatures have natural fighting instincts, maybe it's his ethnic gift. ”

Hardman nodded and looked at Chris and said, “What do you think? ”

“I think he's very unusual.” Chris thought about it.

“Be specific.” Hardman asked again.

Chris exclaimed for a moment: "He doesn't make me feel like a recruit, like a soldier who's been through a thousand hammers and has long been used to wandering between life and death. ”

“He's just gathered his genetic armor. How much combat experience can he have? Commander Chris, you must have looked too high on him.” Lina couldn't help but say one thing.

“Of course, it's just my feeling, not necessarily accurate.” Chris said softly.

“General Manager Ha, if possible, I would like to be able to keep this person.” Alan suddenly said.

“Why?” Hardman looked at Alan with some surprise and asked, "Alan is rarely the person to say such a thing.

“An interesting guy, and useful, staying is not a bad thing.” Alan said casually.

“I'll think about it.” Hardman nodded.

The battle that day ended with Lord Tiger slaughtering the Fae. Hanson only said that after the Fae chased him into the building, the chase disappeared, and he didn't know where the Fae had gone.

Chris and Lord Tiger ordered the troops to search the entire cattle and hoof valley several times, without finding another Fae, and had to retreat back to the base.

Both Soto and Ryu thanked Hansen for the war, Hansen received a lot of attention in the hunting army, and the soldiers looked at him differently.

Hanson doesn't feel anything about it, he's been through too much of this in the shelter, and he doesn't care about it anymore.

Hanson looked up a lot of information online, but the information on heterogeneous genes is almost invisible on the Internet. Normally people do not know that there are heterogeneous genes. Probably those things are in the hands of senior people and nobles, and the average person does not have access to them.

There is also the data of the Nine Life Blood Cat, and Hanson did not find much. Among the data that can be searched, the Nine Life Blood Cat is synonymous with the ferocious beast.

But the concept of vicious beast is too broad, Hanson still doesn't know the origin of the Nine Life Blood Cat.

Hanson was going to get rid of the ten nails first, but before he got here and ready, someone told him to go to the general manager's office.

Hanson came to Hardman's office again, and he was quite familiar with the light car.

When Hardman saw Hanson, he smiled and said, “Hanson, there's been a misunderstanding. Don't worry about it. If you need anything, I'll try to satisfy it. ”

“General Manager Ha, don't be so polite, let's just say what you want.” Hanson said softly.

Hardman nodded, laughing, “Well, let me get this straight. This is a contract that the group has prepared for you. Let's see, if there's nothing wrong with that, you can sign it now as a full member of our Black Gold Hunting Unit. ”

Hanson picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. The conditions were very good and the pay was quite generous. He was stronger than the average soldier. I don't know how many times.

“General Ha, I can't refuse to renew my contract with Black Gold for at least a year based on our previous contract, but I remember one more in the contract, and I have to sign the same specifications as the core members of the aristocracy.” Hanson dropped the contract and watched Hardman say.

Hardman smiled and said: "Brother Han, you are excellent, I also want to give you a better contract, but after all, you have not been promoted to nobility. If you give the same treatment, those nobles will have their opinions, and I have difficulty doing so, you have to understand my difficulties. ”

“If that's the case, I should have the right to refuse a renewal, right?” Hanson said calmly.

Hardman's face changed and soon returned to normal. He said with a smile: "Brother Han, think about it. This contract is already very generous. Genetic armor soldiers will not get such a contract for the rest of their lives. ”

“I'm not an ordinary soldier, give me an aristocratic contract or let me go, Ha always has a choice, I don't have a problem.” Hanson said.

Hardman saw that Hanson had lost his mind, and I'm afraid there's no possibility of going on, biting his teeth and saying, "Well, the contract is based on noble standards, but you see, I've given you so much to give a contract to an unarmed soldier, and I need to take tremendous pressure from the board of directors, see if this contract can be extended a little longer, how about 10 years? ”

Hanson was slightly surprised that Hardman had this courage and really gave him a contract of noble size.

“Ten years is too long.” Hanson shook his head slightly, and his original deal with Hardman was just to sign for a year.

“For eight years, it was really hard for me to do, and there was a lot of pressure on all sides.” Hardman complained bitterly.

Hanson shrugged and said, “I can only sign for two years at most. ”

“All right then.” Hardman prepared the law department for a two-year contract with Hansen, and the treatment specifications were the same as Lord Tiger's.

But as soon as Hanson left, Hardman dialed a comm number: "Joe, I have his two-year contract, and now we can trade. ”