geneticist

The sole commander of the factory.

Every process is connected perfectly, and every piece of gene is assembled seamlessly. The gene dish is also called the hand of God, because it helps the blender to accomplish what God can do—creating life.

Sweat slowly slid down his face, and the long-term high concentration made Su Che's head ache like needles.

As if a stone was thrown into the river, the process that had been so smooth began to be a bit stagnant.

Immediately realizing that something went wrong, Suche suddenly strengthened the output of mental power, but the bond with the gene dish was no longer stable, and the fluctuations became larger and larger. The gene dish seemed to be a glutton that could never be satisfied. As if being swallowed up, there was no response.

An unprecedented sense of danger made every cell in Su Che's body tremble.

Out of control!

He only had time to think of this thought before he was overwhelmed by the sweeping pain.

"Ah!" Amidst the screams, Su Che felt thousands of steel needles piercing his brain.

Holding his head in his hands, he staggered and fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, struggling less and less, and finally lost consciousness.

The light ball of the gene dish left Suche's hand, and rose slowly upwards. The silver inner core gradually condensed and formed, and rolled violently, as if something was struggling to break out of the cocoon. Outside the transparent light curtain, blue-white The lightning crackled.

After about ten seconds, the ball of light gradually calmed down, and slowly fell back into Sucher's hand, trembling slightly, it turned into countless light spots and dissipated in the air.

After a while, Sucher woke up moaning.

When he found himself lying on the ground again, his first reaction was to get cold medicine.

Fortunately, I don’t know if it’s because he fainted for a relatively short time, but this time he didn’t catch a cold, the notification sound from the monitoring system didn’t appear, and his already shriveled wallet escaped unharmed.

There was still a faint pain in his head. Sucher had never encountered such a situation, but he was no stranger to it.

It was probably a mental backlash just now.

In almost all the information about gene allocation, books have mentioned that in the case of insufficient mental power but forcibly maintaining a high-intensity mental power output, there is a high chance of mental power backlash.

As for never encountering it before, it's also easy to explain. Before that, Suche, who had only done a first-level gene button, didn't even have the qualifications to be backlashed.

I really don't know if I should be proud of it.

A gene dish with all the standard functions will send out a reminder before the backlash occurs, but... the cheap ones picked up at 12, of course, are not so advanced.Fortunately, Su Che's mental strength is still very weak, and the damage caused by the backlash is not great. After a short rest, he will be fine.

Examining the gene dish with great heartache, Su Che picked out the materials inside one by one with a bitter face, it was all money!

Most of the materials have been scrapped, and a few have been processed and cannot be preserved, so they must be used immediately.

How could Suche be willing to waste a little material, although he still had lingering fears about the backlash just now, but he couldn't stand the usual careful calculation, after much deliberation, he mustered up the courage to activate the gene dish deployment mode again.

Of course, this time he didn't dare to make fireflies anymore.He had originally planned to make another electric eel gene button to expand his energy business, but this time he simply used the recovered materials and added a few new functions.

For Sucher now, the electric eel gene button is no longer a problem. An hour later, two brand new gene buttons appeared in his hands.

Sucher used the recovered materials to strengthen the energy control and combination functions of this gene button. Compared with the original one, the electric eel released by this gene button can carry more electric energy.

After turning off the gene dish, Su Che rubbed his sore eyes, feeling quite depressed.

Still not working?

Although he bought a gene dish that can be used with his current mental power, the low level of mental power is still an important factor restricting him from making a second-level gene button.

Mental strength is not so easy to improve, otherwise genetic blenders would not be so rare.

People with mediocre spiritual power qualifications can also pass a lot of training and spend time to pile up a primary qualification for blending. If they are very rich, it is possible to use special drugs to meet the mental strength requirements of intermediate blenders. Higher-level blenders, no To be gifted is to have a special method of mental training.

Talent, money, training secrets, these three conditions, Sucher does not have any of them.

The mental strength training method in the notebook is not bad, but it is only compared to the general mass products, and the effect of this method will be greatly reduced with the growth of age and mental strength.

Sucher's grandfather became a junior blender after the age of 30, and passed the intermediate blending exam at the age of 50.

Do you really have to wait that long?

The harsh reality dealt a blow to Sucher, who was a little bit ecstatic because of getting the gene dish during this period.

Lying on the bed a little depressed, Su Che closed his eyes, trying to maintain a calm state of mind.

He didn't notice that a mysterious blue light flashed quietly on the gene plate quietly worn on his wrist.

The author has something to say: the next period of time will be relatively busy, and I will try my best to keep daily updates.

Regarding the part of gene button making, if you find it boring or difficult to understand, please let me know, and I will find a way to change or avoid it when writing later.

Allocation Association

Sucher felt that life seemed to be the same after having an extra soul in his body, especially since the other soul seemed to be quite law-abiding so far.

When I woke up in the morning, I tried not to pay attention to the obviously new underwear, and went to work as usual, flattered the team leader, then changed into work clothes and buried myself in the work room to start working.

After owning the gene dish, Sucher's work efficiency has been greatly improved, and the eight-hour workload can be completed in only five hours.Sucher has no intention of earning more bonuses by increasing his workload. He now needs to exercise his mental strength, be familiar with the operation of the gene plate, and learn the knowledge of the second-level gene button, but he only has twelve hours per day at his disposal. Hours, time is more precious to him than money.

Sucher, who tried his best to find out every bit of time, even turned his mind on the tenant.

He doesn't spend time in the shower anymore -- the other person will, anyway.

He also stopped going to the supermarket to buy food—again because someone did it for him.

Once he even tried to work overtime until 07:30 in the evening. At 59:59:[-], he was still on the suspension car. When he woke up the next day, he was lying comfortably on a chair in the restaurant with a fork in his hand. , with half a poached egg in his mouth.

The tenant was very kind and sent him home safely. After checking, there were no missing parts on his body.

On the one hand, Su Che was self-satisfied that he had taken advantage of himself, but on the other hand, he felt a little guilty.

He remembered what the officer said back then: communicate more with the other party.

The diary on the dining table turns over a page every day. Sucher insists on chatting with the other party, although the other party often only answers a few words.

Sucher actually doesn't care what the other party thinks, what he cares about is his own life, all he does is to fulfill the contract, and it feels good to have someone to accompany him.

On this day, Su Che got off work according to the usual time. After packing up his things, he raised his head, and the team leader walked in front of him.

"Wow, team leader, you are so beautiful today, you are so blind!" Su Che said vaguely while stuffing bread into his mouth.

"Well, I know." The team leader nodded reservedly, "You've said this at least four times, let's use something fresher next time."

"Uh..." Su Che swallowed the bread with all his might, "Leader, it's a technical job to flatter you and try to shoot tricks, so just make do with it!"

The team leader curled his lips, and handed him a form impatiently: "The Blenders Association will hold a rookie exhibition this month, and now they are pulling people everywhere to support the scene. I don't have time, so you can do it for me."

Su Che took it and looked at it carefully. It was a densely filled recommendation form, and the bottom corner was the signature of the team leader. It took at least half an hour to fill out such a form.

"Oh! Boss, I love you so much!" He blinked hard, squeezed out a little tear, and rushed forward to grope, "There is no way to repay a big favor, so I have to promise you with my body. Come, let's send a kiss to chat with you first." My heart, I will wash it off and lie down for nothing when I turn back, and I will be lucky to you, Boss..."

"Let go, where are you going to touch, do you want to die? This month's bonus is gone!" Amidst the roar of the team leader and the laughter of the onlookers, Su Che kissed the recommendation form, and made a face at the team leader, Quickly ran out.

An hour later, Su Che rushed to the deployment association in a hurry.

Gene blending is recognized as one of the most costly professions. As if to match this point of view, the blending association's decoration is also extremely luxurious. Standing in front of the resplendent and magnificent gate, Sucher suddenly felt a little short.

Because the work exhibition was being prepared, people came in and out from time to time, all of them well-dressed and arrogant. Compared with them, Suche, who had just been squeezed out of the suspension car during the rush hour, suddenly looked ashamed.

He straightened his clothes subconsciously, and walked in nervously.

"Hi, may I ask where to sign up for this rookie exhibition?" The front desk lady at the reception desk is indeed pretty, but unfortunately she has been busy chatting with people, Su Che waited patiently for a long time, but she didn't even give her a look Feng, kept chatting all kinds of gossip happily with the other end of the communicator, Su Che had no choice but to remind him.

The front desk lady who was chatting happily gave Su Che a dissatisfied look, turned her face, looked him up and down, and lazily pointed