Super God Gene

“Fortunately, this is only a 20-year-old martyr, and if he is now a martyr, he will certainly not be so easily bluffed out.” Hanson took a deep breath of relief.

“Are you sure you can learn any genetic technique?” The chief stared at Hanson and asked.

“Not all of it, some of the more difficult genetic techniques, still need some time to study, but like these simple genetic techniques, learning is not difficult.” Hanson said casually.

“Simple?” The elders are already somewhat confused about the definition of the word simple.

“What, in your opinion, is difficult genetics?” The matriarch asked strangely.

“It's like the nobility's superior sensory article, which is a very difficult genetic technique.” Hanson said.

Tai Shang elder listened a little better in his heart, at least Tai Shang also has genetics worth respecting.

But who knows, Hanson went on to add: “If there is a trick, how can it take ten and a half days to practice?" ”

As soon as this was said, it was too much anger in the patience of the matriarch, coldly humming: “Your Excellency, do you really think that you can practise ten days and a half months to become my matriarchal sensory essay? ”

“Probably more or less, no more than a month at most.” Hanson seemed very disdainful.

“Okay, don't say too much about sensing. I have a genetic technique here that's too much about sensing. I'll give you the trick. If you can practice in a month, you can handle my appointment.” Too matriarchal.

“Okay, that's a deal.” Hanson promised to come down, but his heart was blessed.

Even if he simulates too much, he can only imitate three quarters. This advanced genetic technique is not so easy to simulate. It is certainly impossible to practice too much in a month.

Hansen is doomed to lose this bet, but Hansen doesn't care about losing this bet. With this bet, too many elders won't kill Butterfly Woman for the next few hours, and Hansen won the bet with God, which is his true purpose.

Too much elder anger, read out a genetic technique.

This is an additional genetic technique within the superior induction article, which needs to be based on the superior induction article, otherwise it will certainly not be possible to practice.

Hanson is naturally not very easy to practice, but he has no intention of practicing at all, just need to be too matriarchal not to kill Butterfly Girl today.

God watched all this happening with interest, but had no intention of stopping it at all, and waited until Hanson and Tai Shang clan chief made a gambling appointment before smiling and saying: “Your trick after the death of this move is ingenious, if it was the first time, you might actually win. Unfortunately, there was a guy who had used it before me, and I wouldn't lose the same trick twice. ”

“Who was it last time? Is it Han Kyung-seok?” Hanson asked curiously.

“It's not Han Jingzhi, it's the guy from the Holy Nation, similar to your situation. I thought I had won the ticket and pushed him into despair. Who knows that he acted the opposite way like you did, and turned the whole situation upside down.” It seems to recall the scene at the time, and the corner of the divine mouth pulls up a curve with a smile: “Unfortunately, you are not the first guy to use this method in front of me, so this time you will still lose. ”

“How do you know I'm gonna lose if it doesn't matter?” Hanson said so in his mouth, but his heart was dark.

“You're right, the result is not divided, and it's not good to say that you will lose.” God nodded seriously, seemingly apologizing for what he had just said.

Hanson did not speak, but merely pretended to practice the genetics taught to him by the elder Taiji, and now he just wants to know what other means God has to reverse the situation.

Hanson doesn't know if Tai Shang will kill Butterfly Girl, but the concept of killing Butterfly Girl within a few hours is already low.

Nor did God do anything special to attract too many matriarchs, but read too many episodes softly.

After listening for a while, the elder of Taishang changed his face and asked angrily: "Where did you steal the Taishang inspiration from my people? ”

“Anyway, you're going to kill me. Is it important to learn from somewhere? I have a few questions for you.” Without waiting for too many elders to speak, God continues: “What does it mean that there is one sentence in the Too Many Senses that forgets that I am all over the world? ”

“This is my clan's secret. What can I tell you?” Too much elder coldness.

Neither does God care, continuing to say: "In my understanding, the so-called forgetting of me is not really forgetting myself, but a kind of trade-off. In the face of the interests, we turn away from our own interests and become all others. In this way, we treat people with our hearts, and naturally everyone treats you like relatives, which is why there are those who forget us. All my words are in the world. ”

“No, don't say that the other party is only close to you because of the interests, even if they really treat you like a relative, that's not my word...” the chief of the clan disputed.

“So how does this phrase be interpreted if it is true?” God didn't mention the Butterfly Girl thing anymore, he just talked about it with the Tai Shang elder.

Originally God only said to ask for instruction, but the question raised was that the matriarch of Tai Shang also had doubts. He could not help but speak and argue with God. In this way, the matriarch of Tai Shang gained a lot of inspiration from it. In many places he did not understand, at the time of the argument, he was absolutely enlightened, and at one time the situation was cultivated into great sophistication.

At Hansenton's time, the sensation was a little bad. He just dragged too much of the elder elder elder elder elder elder, but too much of the elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder elder

Too empathetic, Hanson doesn't know the true meaning of these four words, but the ruthlessness of the Too Emperor tribe is well known. They can even abandon themselves and become one with the universe. What can't be abandoned?

In the course of the conversation with God, the look of the elder is getting more and more sombre, and his eyes are getting calmer, making Hanson feel very bad.

“What do we do?” Hansen couldn't think of a way to crack it for a moment. God's words and actions obeyed a certain pattern, making Hansen feel like he was in a difficult situation, like he was running against the water, and always went so poorly.

Hanson knows that this is because God's ability to control the laws of the world and the human heart is above him, and if he confronts it positively, it can never be his opponent.

“In this way, it is only with the sword that it is possible to salvage the situation.” Hanson's eyes fell on the butterfly woman, squinting at what she was thinking.