Super God Gene

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” The corners of Hanson's eyes are a little wet, what a good spirit for a man to use such a precious treasure on his own enemies.

Hansen thought that if Issa knew he was a gold coin, she would just spit blood to death.

When the queen saw Hanson's moving expression, she obviously misunderstood something and her eyes softened a little. She continued: "As long as you wholeheartedly follow the directions of the emperor, the emperor will surely be able to promote you to the Duke within three years. If your luck is not too bad, it is not entirely impossible to promote the king in the future. ”

But when she thought about Hanson's physical condition, the Queen didn't say anything more. The reason she said three years was because Hanson's physical condition was not very stable. Otherwise, she would not have raised a duke for as long as three years.

“Anyway, you drink the genetic liquid made of the Magnetic Fruit, and then you run the genetic technique that you cultivate, and you start with the second evolution. You can rest assured that whether you are promoted to nobility or Fae, the Queen has the means to raise you and will not make you a killing-only monster.” Issa said confidently.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Hanson said nothing, opened the Magneto, sniffed it, and drank it right up his neck.

He's familiar with this smell. Who let him keep a lot of 10,000 magnets in his house? He was going to take one himself in the future to see if he could make the spell genetic armor evolve a second time. I didn't expect Issa to come to the door, so he's welcome.

Isha saw Hanson so simply that she had a slightly more smile on her face.

Hanson drank a genetic solution made of 10,000 magnetic fruits and suddenly felt a strange force flowing towards the human remains of his limbs, blending into his cellular genes.

Hanson hastily ran the Genetic Story, and the spell armor appeared on him. Then, under the influence of the Genetic Story, the strange power flow of the genetic liquid was gradually sucked into the spell armor.

Issa was sitting around waiting for Hansen's evolution, and even if Hansen evolved into a Fae, and her mind was blinded by the desire to kill, she had the means to restore Hansen to her mind.

But after a while, Hansen's breath has begun to go downhill, and he still hasn't seen Hansen's second evolution of genetic armor.

“How is that possible? Wasn't it the genetic fluid made of Magnetic Fruit that gave him the wrong thing to drink?” Issa frowned slightly, picked up the container, looked at it, and smelled it again: “Yes, it's a genetic solution made of Magnetic Fruit. How can there be no secondary evolution? ”

Under Issa's watchful eye, Hanson's breath gradually faded and then returned to normal, without being able to evolve a second time.

Hanson himself is a little depressed, he has experience in secondary evolution, and more than once, of course, he knows he has failed.

“I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I seem to have failed.” Hanson opened his eyes and said with some embarrassment.

“It's okay, it's just a failure, it's no big deal.” Issa quickly instructed the guard to bring back another bottle of genetic fluid made of 10,000 magnetic fruit and said to Hanson: "Again, with the foundation for the first time, this time it will be a success. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty, I will try.” Hanson took the second bottle of Magnetic Fruit Gene Fluid and drank it again.

Isha looks the same, but there is some flesh in her heart. Magnets are not the big cabbage on the street. Every Magnetic is pricey, I don't know how many people want it.

Not to mention the common race, even among the upper tribes, there are unlucky newborns, the descendants of kings are not necessarily 100% aristocrats, let alone ordinary aristocrats.

So a treasure like Magneto, every one of which can be auctioned off, and not necessarily bought, is powerful like Issa, not much Magneto genetic fluid on hand, one less.

Generally, a genetic fluid is bound to succeed, and there are too few cases of failure.

Hanson drank the second Ten Magnetic Fruit Gene Fluid, and once again, strange forces burst into his body, causing his breath to soar more violently than last time.

“Such a strong atmosphere is no worse than that of the Baron and should succeed.” Issa also took a deep breath of relief.

But after a while, the genetic armor on Hanson still didn't move. It didn't mean anything to melt, it was still like a dead thing.

After a while, Hanson's breath began to fade and failed again.

“My queen, I'm so sorry.” Hanson was ashamed, and he had no idea why the spell Armor had failed continuously.

Issa's eyes twitched and her eyes looked down on Hanson and said, "What kind of genetics are you practicing? Show me. ”

Two bottles of Magnetic Fruit Gene Fluid have not succeeded yet, and Issa realizes what might be wrong.

And Hanson didn't hide it, and he said to Issa, "I didn't record the genetics I practiced. I'll give it to Her Majesty, won't you? ”

Issa nodded slightly, and Hanson slowly turned the Gene Tales back, and he thought it seemed like something was wrong, otherwise how could he keep failing?

Hanson couldn't see the problem herself. It would be nice to have Isha as a half-step divinely strong person to help find the problem.

Hanson only recited a little half of it, and Isha's face was ugly, coldly asking, “Who taught you this genetic technique? ”

“No one taught me, I discovered it by accident in a market, it looked like it was amazing, so I practiced it randomly.” Hansen's heart snapped and looked at Isa's expression as if there was anything to do with "The Genetic Story".

Issa said with hatred, "How dare you practice this harmful thing? It's also a genetic armor, and I don't know if you're extremely lucky or extremely unlucky. ”

“What's wrong with this genetic technique?” Hansen was shocked.

Issa said coldly, "It's more than a problem. Don't you think it's too demanding to practice genetics? If you can possess such a perfect body, you are already a god, so why do you have to practice it again? The guy who wrote this genetic technique is either pranking or harming people. If only you, the one who doesn't know how to live and die, could accidentally congeal up a genetic armor. Such genetic technique would be damned if it could be secondary evolution. ”

“So what do I do now?” Hansen has a secret suspicion. Is "Genetic Story" really a problem?

When he practiced Genetic Stories before, he also found this problem. The requirements were so perverse that no one could meet the most basic training requirements. Later, he was also helped by black crystalline armor to successfully cultivate Genetic Stories, which was a door.