Super God Gene

Hanson was wondering what it meant to be touched by a god, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: "Give me a few more drops of blood. ”

Hanson was slightly surprised that he had seen the touch of another god before. There was not much surprise in their ability to think, but the touch of this god was strong, how many times stronger than the previous one.

In Zhen Tian Palace, the touch of the god can only give a vague idea, even the meaning can only be understood, but the touch of the god is clear, as if to speak truly in his mind.

“Why should I give you a few drops of blood?” Hanson watched with interest the touch of the god in his hand and wanted to see if he really had the ability to communicate.

“Exchange.” The voice of the touch of the gods echoed in Hansen's mind again.

“This guy is really communicative! It is true that the long life will become fine. This guy is a relic of the time of the Tai Ue ancestors, who have invaded the great universe with the Tai Ue ancestors. I really want to be something different.” Hanson was amazed.

“How?” Hanson asked again.

“Follow me.” The touch of the Spirit flew away, clapping his wings and flying out of the wooden building.

Hanson rushed up with Baby and wanted to see what the touch of the god could bring out.

Linglong simply said to keep him away from this hill, otherwise there would be danger, and he was not forbidden to go out, plus there was a path of the gods, if not far away, Hanson would not be afraid to arrive.

The Spirit Touch is flying at a strange speed, but it is not beneath Hansen. Hansen has also exhausted all his efforts in order to be able to barely keep up with it.

This is the majority of the day, the touch of the gods does not go in a straight line, but goes around, obviously fearful, which is why it goes around.

Hanson was also worried that he would encounter powerful Fae. After all, there are too many divine Fae outside the sky. If there is a divine Fae above the level of transformation, Hanson is not an opponent.

Now there are not so many concerns, no powerful Fae has been encountered along the way, and occasionally several Fae have been seen, which are also relatively low-level beings.

Finally, the spiritual touch fell in a valley.

Hansen sees the valley lush with huge bamboo groves and a bamboo as delightful as a green jade.

The spirits flew into the bamboo grove, and Hanson followed, and soon saw a small piece of empty space in the bamboo grove with a small bush of pale white flowers.

Hanson took a closer look and noticed that the little white flowers looked a little strange, like a flower fairy in a white veil, even the five officials were very realistic, and even had long eyelashes.

It's just that the flower fairies keep their eyes closed and don't know if they're alive or not.

The touch of the gods had flown over the flower bush, the wings beating caused the airflow, and after passing through the flower bush, they woke up the flower fairies, only to see them open their eyes, their bodies swaying in the wind, Cersei trembled and squeezed together, looking very scared.

“In exchange for this.” The touch of the Spirit fell by the bushes, while its mind echoed in Hansen's mind.

“What is this?” Hansen looked at the flower fairies with some surprise as white flowers, and on them, Hansen saw a vibrant life.

“Fairy blossom.” The spiritual touch answered.

“What's the use?” Hanson asked again.

“The royal bees love them the most.” The idea of the touch of the gods came again.

“What do you mean?” Hanson did not understand the true meaning of the word "spiritual touch".

“You will need them… to draw the royal bees with them…” The idea of the touch of the gods keeps coming, but after all, it does not have real language skills, simple words are okay, and it is difficult for it to make complex interpretations.

Hansen listened for half a day and only knew that these fairy flowers could attract the Divine Royal Bee, which seemed useful to Hansen.

Of course, it's just that the touch of the gods thinks so. As for what the royal bee is, Hanson has never heard of it, and doesn't know if it's really useful.

“How much blood do you want from them?” Hanson looked at the touch of the gods and asked.

“A hundred drops.” The voice of the touch of the gods echoed in Hansen's mind.

“This is too much, one drop of flower, let me see, there are 17 fairy flowers here, I'll give you 17 drops, can you change them?” Hanson probed.

He didn't really want these fairy flowers. After all, he didn't know if they worked for him, but he was very interested in the touch of the god. He was so familiar with the sky, he had a good fortune first, and maybe he could use it later.

“Change.” The touch of the gods answered very positively.

“How am I supposed to take this thing?” Hanson looked at that little bush of fairy flowers and asked.

“Dig out the roots and bring them back.” The spiritual touch answered.

“They're not gonna die, are they?” Hanson looked at the little white flowers like fairies and couldn't bear to hurt such beautiful creatures.

“No, take it back and plant it in the yard.” The touch of the gods says.

“All right.” Hanson was ready to dig the fairy blossoms.

“Blood.” The touch of the gods flew over Hanson's palm.

Nor did Hanson hesitate to push 17 drops of blood directly out of his hand.

The touch of the god suddenly poured like a hungry wolf, one drop at a time, and instantly swallowed all 17 drops of blood.

Hanson saw its crystal-like body, stained with blood in a pale red color, like a craft carved into a pink crystal.

Digging the fairy flowers out of the ground, it looks like a small bunch of fairy flowers, but actually it's just a strain, and the underlying root ties together to form a sphere with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters, like a jar.

Those fairy flowers squeezed together and Cesar shook and looked terrified.

“Don't worry, I won't hurt you.” Hansen smiled and said to them, "Such a lovely creature, even if he could eat it, Hansen couldn't say a word.

The spiritual synapse suddenly flew over and landed in the flower bushes. The claws pulled a few times, and it actually went into the dirt next to the root system.

“What are you doing in there?” Hanson asked in confusion.

“Sleep.” The idea of the touch of the gods came, but because of the cover of the earth, it was no longer visible.

Hanson asked a few more questions, but didn't get a response from the touch of the gods, so he had to carry the fairy flower back the way it was.

“Linglong should know what fairy blossoms are for? Ask her back and you'll see.” Hanson speeded up his flight back to the hill where the wooden building was located.

Without waiting for Hanson to return to the cabin, he found that Xiaoyu figurine had reacted, and the triangular pattern on his body lit up, obviously within the range of Linglong's perception.