Super God Gene

Hanson thought he and Yang Lao wanted to split a cup, I'm afraid there will be some waves, but who knows quietly to take them back, after introducing Yang Lao to her partner, those people were very enthusiastic about Yang Lao Lao, and did not care about their splitting 20% of the proceeds.

“Old Yang, I didn't expect you to be so famous!” When he returned to his room to rest, Hanson looked at Mr. Yang and smiled.

Lady Yang smiled bitterly: “Famous innocence is sometimes painful. Although I know some pulse hunting knowledge, I don't have the strength to protect myself. This is the reason for sinning perfectly. Without you, tranquillity wouldn't be so polite to me. I'm afraid that if I wanted to come, if I didn't want to come, I'd have to come. I wouldn't really get the 20% share. ”

Hanson talked to Mrs. Yang and put the meat he had dug out of the Bug's body into the oven.

This is a hotel in Vancouver City and it's not convenient to start a fire, but the electric oven is pretty good.

The kitten carefully guarded next to the electric oven, her eyes through the transparent panel, staring at the roast meat inside, and the saliva was about to flow down.

After finally baking, Hanson divided the roast meat into three portions, originally intended to distribute one to Yang Zi, who knew that Yang Zi even shook his head: “The old body can't stand the flesh of the genetic species, just enjoy it yourself. ”

“Don't those nobles eat the flesh and blood of the genetic species?” Hanson asked curiously.

“When there is no food, it is also eaten, but it is generally not eaten too much, and the flesh of the genetic species contains too much strange energy, which the human body cannot afford, and only the genetic species can consume in large quantities.” Lady Yang's eyes were staring at Hanson.

Seeing Hanson eat a piece of barbecue, his heart whispers to himself: “Is this man a genetic species? If it's not a genetic species, his body and his diet are not comparable to those of humans, and they are no different than genetic species. But if he's a genetic species, how can a genetic species blend with a genetic species? ”

Hanson and the kitten each ate a lot of bull worm meat, don't look at the little cat's head, but the bull ate the bull's meat, the stomach is now rounded, the limbs lay wide on the mat, the pink claws pressed the drum's stomach, a face satisfied look.

Hanson ate a few pieces and found no genetic cues. He was slightly disappointed and stopped eating.

Mrs. Yang wanted to say something, but suddenly the night sky outside the hotel lit up, as if someone was putting fireworks on it.

Both Hanson and Mrs. Yang looked out of the large landing window and saw a purple beam rushing into the sky, shooting into the cloud as if it were a pillar connecting the heavens and the earth.

“It's the location of the Temple of the Demon Lotus. What happened there?” Hanson stood in front of the window and frowned at the purple beam of light.

After a while, Yang and his wife envied him and said: "Someone has obtained the complete blood of the demonic Lotus God. I didn't expect there to be such a genius in Vancouver City. ”

“What do you mean?” Hanson looked at Mrs. Yang.

Lady Yang explained: “The spiritual blood received by ordinary people is incomplete, just as we saw one purple lotus or two three or even four, it is not the complete spiritual blood, at this time the vision blossoms, indicating that someone has obtained the complete spiritual lotus blood, the talent has reached the extreme point, it is much easier to subjugate the genetic species than ordinary people, this is a gift as well as life. ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Yang had to sigh: “People really can't compare, I only ask for a little spiritual blood, but people can have everything. So talented, I'm afraid even the owners of Vancouver City will personally solicit it. ”

“Is the spiritual blood really that important?” Hanson didn't think so very much about it.

Where Hanson lived and grew up, it was about personal dedication and ability, and as long as he was able, he could grow and become strong in the shelter.

But the world seemed completely different, and the spiritual bloodline seemed to determine a man's destiny, without the spiritual bloodline, without even a chance of becoming stronger.

“Importantly, a purple Lotus spiritual bloodline that requires constant attempts to communicate with the Baron's genetic species in order to succeed is not necessarily possible. And the complete blood of the demonic Lotus God has the opportunity to subjugate the king-level genetic species directly. Think about it. A teenager can fuse the king-level genetic battle. It can be said to be a pacifying green cloud. Overnight, he became the top strength of Vancouver City. Does it matter what you say?” Lady Yang said bitterly.

It was a lifetime of pain for him not to be able to get the blood of the gods.

Between them, the purple beam of light had blossomed like a lotus flower, forming a giant purple lotus, which appeared in the stars for minutes before gradually dissipating.

Hanson was now more interested in the temple, and he wondered what would happen if he tested it himself.

“Will the Demon Lotus God give me the blood of the Demon Lotus God?” Hanson looked with interest in the direction of the Temple of the Demon Lotus.

Unfortunately, there are too many rules for temple testing, and Hanson doesn't want to bully weak temple rules, so he can only do it.

As for worshipping the Demon Lotus God according to the rules, it is even more impossible.

The hotel has a brain in the room, the technology of the world seems to be very advanced, not worse than the big universe, and the brain is simple to operate. Hanson entered the virtual community, looked up a lot of information, and gained a deeper understanding of the world.

As Yang Zi said, this world is a world of precious inferiority divided by blood. Without the support of the spiritual bloodline, any empire in the Seven Universe Empires can be said to be the lowest degraded people, many even traded as slaves.

The stronger the spiritual vein, the higher the status.

But it's not absolute, there's a powerful spiritual vein in the sky, and it's also useless if it's not assisted by a sufficiently powerful genetic species.

The Emperors of the Seven Empires all have the blood of the Destroyer God, so that they can rule one side of the world.

What makes Hanson wonder is that in the virtual community, no information can be searched for about rebooting temples and spirits, and no one seems to get rebooting spiritual bloodlines.

“The rebooting god should be inside the genetic temple, but the world doesn't seem to have the legend of the genetic temple, which is a bit odd.” Hanson discovered an interesting virtual community feature as he browsed the profile.

This function can actually test the strength and weakness of the spiritual blood vein, but it also divides the spiritual blood vein into many levels.