Super God Gene

“Sounds amazing. Is it really this amazing genetic species?” Hanson mentioned the kitten in front of him and looked at it again. He didn't see anything special except that it looked a little like the old cat.

The little titty cat was held by Hanson and her body naturally drooped, staring into the eyes of an innocent pair of big eyes as if she knew nothing about pure snacks.

“Well, in general, genes with sarcophagus are strong, and it's probably too small, so it takes some time to grow.” Lady Yang hesitated.

Although knowing that this genetic species should be a likely beast, looking at its appearance, there is no way to associate it with the beast. Even Mr. Yang is a little suspicious of his judgment.

The signs of the birth of these beasts do not seem to have appeared on them.

“How can you grow it and feed it cat food?” Hanson looked at the kitten and asked.

“Genetic species need to eat genetic eggs or genetic species to evolve, and ordinary foods can't grow them.” Mr Yang answered very positively.

“Well, that's a little troublesome. Where do you get so many genetic species to feed it?” Hanson was a little upset when he heard.

Digging a genetic egg is already so troublesome that it's not easy for Hanson to get a lot of genetic species.

“Now that it is small, it should not be difficult to complete the first evolution, but when it grows older, it should be difficult for ordinary gene eggs and gene species to evolve again, and it will be possible to continue evolution by eating more advanced gene species.” After a pause, Mrs. Yang reminded Hanson again: "Sir, are you sure you want to keep it? It's a vicious beast, and you can't make soul contact with it, it's just ordinary domestication, too easy to betray...”

“No problem, keep playing.” Hanson took the kitten and thought about it and said, "Call it a kitten. ”

Hanson wasn't very good at naming it. Looks like it's the same kind as an old cat. Just call it a kitten. When you get old, you can change it to an old cat. It's very convenient.

“Meow!” The kitten seemed to understand, shouting at Hanson's milk, as if she was happy with her name.

“Old Yang, please help us find some more divine veins, let's dig some more genetic eggs.” Hanson now knows that he doesn't seem to be able to blend with the genetic egg, and he doesn't have much interest in the genetic egg. He wants to dig up the genetic egg, purely to feed the kitten.

“Okay.” Young Lady nodded, looking at the kitten with complexity, and then said: "In the last year, I don't know why the number of veins has increased dramatically, and the number of genetic eggs has increased a lot. It was rare to be able to bear two genetic eggs in a vein before, but lately, you can often see three or even four eggs. It should be easy to find some low-level genetic eggs. If you replace it with a previous one, I'm afraid it would be a bit troublesome. ”

Hanson glanced at the metal column about four meters, walked up to the metal column and carried it directly on his shoulder, like carrying a piece of wood.

“This thing should be worth something, right? Can we change the genetic eggs?” Hanson asked.

Lady Yang said oddly: “The natural value of the vein vessel is stretched out, but the owner of it is not a vulgar generation. If the original owner finds it, he is afraid it will be another big trouble. ”

Hanson didn't mean to, carrying a metal column behind Yang Lao Zi, and the two men continued to look for vein digging for genetic eggs.

As Mr. Yang said, the vein did not seem difficult to find. After walking a dozen miles, another vein was found. There was no accident this time, and the two quickly dug out a white egg the size of a fist.

At a glance, Yang Zi said that it was the egg of a baron grade genetic species venom snake, which is a relatively common genetic species. Many people in Vancouver used this genetic species.

It's not a good color, and Hanson can't see it either. He opened a mouthful of venomous snake eggs and sent it to the kitten's mouth. The kitten was very excited to stick out her tongue to lick the egg juice, while licking it and meowing. She looked very fond of it.

Kitten's head was not big, but her stomach was not small. A fist-sized snake licked her eggs clean, her belly didn't get bigger, and she looked at Hanson with an unfailing look.

Hanson had to let Lady Yang continue to take him to dig genetic eggs, and the two of them walked not far away, suddenly hearing rumbling hooves coming from behind.

Turning around, he saw a giant king bug rushing towards them. Lady Yang was shocked and shocked: “Did Shibo bring revenge? ”

“Not Shibo, but serenity, and a younger teenager than her.” Hanson's eyes were so strong that he could see the man on the back of the Bug from afar.

Indeed, when the Bug came closer, Lady Yang saw the tranquility, while sitting beside the tranquility, a handsome white shirt teenager.

Horseworm stopped less than five meters from Hanson, the 13-4-year-old white shirt boy, interested in measuring Hanson, said, "Quiet, is he the one you said killed Horseworm with his bare hands? ”

“Yes, white boy.” Quiet and respectful reply.

Yang Lao Zi's heart was spooked. Tranquillity was the granddaughter of the owner of Longge City. Her identity was quite honorable, but by her appearance, she seemed to be very fearful of this teenager, whose origins were more noble.

“Do you really think you killed the Horseworm with your bare hands?” The boy in white jumped off the back of a bully and walked up to Hanson and asked.

“Nice." Hanson nodded, not denying it.

“Can you beat this tyrant?” The white-shirt teenager pointed at the superhero they were riding, "he said.

This bully is clearly an adult, much stronger than the previous one, and nearly twice as big as his head.

“You and I have no vengeance, why should I kill your tyrant?” Hanson said.

“It's not my king, it's hers, I just want to see if you can really punch him with your bare hands.” The white shirt teenager pointed to the tranquility and said.

Tranquillity at this time looks a little ugly, but he didn't say anything, obviously very unscrupulous for white shirt teenagers.

“Why should I show you? What good would it do me to kill the Horseworm?” Hanson frowned and the boy felt strange.

The white shirt boy listened to Hanson and gave him a thoughtful expression, thinking, "If you can really punch the Bug with your bare hands, I'll let you be my servant. ”

The White Shirt Junior speaks of Scripture and Earth righteousness, as if Hanson had taken advantage of heavenly cheapness as his servant.

As soon as Yang Zi listened to this, he felt that things were going to get worse. He already knew what Hanson was like. How could this guy endure such anger?