Super God Gene

Hanson finally figured out why Joe bought him and had this dagger, even if it wasn't noble, he could have killed Fae.

Genetic armor soldiers in general, however, can't, because even with this dagger, they can't keep up with the speed of the Fae. Perhaps even the dagger won't stick out, and the Fae will cut off their heads.

Joe should have studied his fight with the Fae carefully and judged that Hanson had a chance to kill the Fae before digging him up at a high price.

“Can Fae mutant sites be made into weapons?” Hanson, playing with the Chancellor's Rhinoceros dagger, seemed to ask by accident.

“There are many uses for heterogeneous materials, but most can be used to make weapons.” Joe didn't think much, so he answered Hanson's question directly.

“Can I eat it?” Hanson asked with a smile, as if he were joking.

Joe shook his head: "Never heard of a genetic material that could be eaten, and who would eat that? Unstable heterogeneous genes are likely to affect systemic genetic stability, and are so hard that people can't digest them, but there are some heterogeneous genetic materials that can be used as drugs. ”

Hansen feels strange. Since no one here eats Fae genes, how can he eat them? And it just boiled in water and it melted. Something was wrong.

Hanson is dying to see if he can cook the Rhinoceros dagger and eat it to increase the Fae gene, but thinking that it's not his, he finally put up with it.

Having seen the contract Joe gave him, this dagger was only leased to him for use, and as long as he stayed with the Magician's team, the dagger would remain in his possession, unless he left the team, and Joe would have the right to take it back.

Without hesitation, Hansen signed the contract. Anyway, he had to work for the Magician's team for two years. There was a weapon like this that could be used. That would be great.

Hanson officially became a member of the Magician's Team before he realized how bad the Magician's Team was.

The training base has been sold by Joe, and now the base of the Magician's Team is this villa, Joe's final property.

As for the magician squad today, apart from Joe and Hansen, there's only one aunt who grew up taking care of Joe, cleaning, laundry, cooking, etc.

In other words, the magician squad today is actually just Hanson and Joe.

“Can the two of us hunt Fae?” Hanson asked without a word.

With so few people, perhaps no Fae can be found at all, and even where Fae exist, there is probably no way to force Fae out at all.

Knowing that Fae are generally faster than other creatures of the same order, they are good at hiding and ambushing, otherwise the troops won't go hunting them.

“I've thought about it, Fae are very cunning, no risk without full certainty, if the real nobles go after them, without full certainty, they will definitely not attack proactively, but you are different, you are not noble, so they are likely to attack you proactively...” Joe didn't finish what he said, but everyone heard what he meant.

Hanson shrugged: “How can Fae materials be made into weapons? ”

“First we need to have the right materials, then we need to go to experts who specialize in heterogeneous materials and ask them to help us manufacture them, the process is complicated, not professional experts, basically impossible to complete, and even a master at the expert level can not guarantee 100% success, can have more than 30% success rate, it is quite good, after all, heterogeneous materials have great instability. My father used to take a lot of materials to make Fae weapons, and eventually he only succeeded with this dagger.” Joe said.

“When are you going out hunting Fae?” Hanson also asked that he was in desperate need of a heterogeneous gene.

“I'm trying to find out where the Fae are. You take a break and get ready. It should be over soon.” Joe put Hansen in a room in the villa, even Hansen's dorm.

“The conditions here are pretty good. Much better than the black gold.” Hansen is very happy to be here.

Although Joe will be given half of the loot that he will be hunting later, Joe will need to gather information to find a target, and so on, which Hanson himself cannot do at this time.

Without the help of professionals, Hanson can't even find the Fae, let alone hunt them down.

Besides, Joe lent Hansen the Rhinoceros Dagger, giving Hansen a stable chance to hunt Fae, less than half of her.

Nine blood cat tattoo is not functional when it is spiritual, Hanson does not think of it as a reliance, in case it is not, then it is really troublesome.

After that return, Hanson tried many ways to get the Nine-Life Bloodcat tattoo to work again, and he didn't know how to inspire it.

After closing the door and making sure there was no surveillance in the room, Hanson took out the pressure cooker again and put in the ten blue metal nails he had obtained and added water to cook slowly.

The next morning, when Hanson opened the lid, he suddenly covered his nose.

The water in the pan has turned blue ink-like and has a pungent smell.

Hanson fished with a spoon and couldn't find any of the ten nails, apparently all melted.

“Something's wrong. Something's wrong. If heterogeneous genetic material can melt so easily, it's impossible for the creatures here to know, let alone be used as weapons. There must be something wrong, but what's the problem?” Hanson frowned, but he wanted to think about it, and he couldn't figure out which link was wrong, so he would melt the heterogeneous gene.

Obviously, there's nothing wrong with pots and water, so it's just Hansen himself, and Hansen doesn't know what really affects those heterogeneous genetic materials.

Drink this pan of blue juice, completely different from the feeling of drinking bone juice before, no burning power, but it is cold and scary, a cold air spreading from the stomach, as if to crush the bones.

“Eat Fae Gene, Baron Gene +1. ”

Hanson had a white frost on his head, frosted his hair and eyebrows, and his frozen teeth were trembling.

It took Hanson more than an hour to fully recover.

The addition of only a few genes to the ten nails made Hanson frown, and it appeared that the number was not directly related to the increase in genes.

After only two days, Joe called Hanson out and said he was on a mission. When Hanson got in the car, he found out that Lancer was actually sitting on the co-pilot.

“Hanson, we meet again.” Lancer smiled.

“Officer Blue, what are you doing here? Does this mission have anything to do with you?” Hanson said.

Lancer laughed and continued: "Do you remember the factory that was last slaughtered by the Fae? The Fae you're going to solve this time is the one who slaughtered the workers, hopefully you won't be killed by it. ”