geneticist

Pointing to the glass table next to him: "A sign-up? Go over there and fill out the form first." Before he finished speaking, he turned his head to continue chatting.

Sucher hurriedly said: "I want to ask, is there any requirement for signing up for this exhibition?"

"It's all written, go see for yourself."

Seeing the other party's attitude, Su Che was helpless.

After brazenly asking several people, Su Che's heart became cold.A security guard kindly told him that the purpose of publicity for this exhibition is to select private deployment talents, and anyone can sign up to participate, but in fact it is to build momentum for the rookies cultivated by the association itself. For example, for an "amateur" like Sucher who doesn't even have formal apprenticeship qualifications, even if he submits the application form and work, it is impossible to send it to the jury.

After some observation, Sucher found that the big security guard was right. The gene button submitted by the people who came to sign up was at least level two. It is said that the blender that the association is going to promote this time exhibited a level four gene button.

"Gene blender? Are you kidding me?" The supervisor in charge of registration glanced at the team leader's enthusiastic recommendation letter, and smiled with a reserved and sympathetic smile, "This is the regular work exhibition held by the Blending Association, the regular work exhibition , do you understand what it means? Young man, it’s better to be realistic.”

Sucher lowered his head and didn't speak. He held the electric eel gene button tightly with his hand in his pocket, but he still didn't have the courage to take it out.

He left the allocation association dejectedly, and he stood on the street in a daze.

The team leader put a lot of thought into the recommendation letter, and even made a very imposing and bluffing signature. Although he didn't say anything, Su Che understood what the team leader expected of him.

However, that recommendation letter was not even read by others.

He is just a genetic blender, and he can only make the lowest level of genetic buttons.

Why look down on people!

As if seeing so many years of hard work being trampled on, a kind of unprecedented anger and grievance swept through my heart.

Suche ruthlessly kicked up the extraordinary imposing carved stone pillar of the Allocation Association, and the next moment, he couldn't help twisting his face in excruciating pain.

"Hey, kid, don't make things difficult for yourself!" A voice came.

Sucher turned his head, only to see a stylishly dressed big boy taking off his sunglasses, thinking he was cool and smiling at him with a wry smile.

"Are you talking to me?" Su Che asked hesitantly, obviously, he didn't know this young man.

"If there is a second person here." The young man curled his lips, "Oh, the Blending Association has always looked down on people, so there is nothing to be angry about. If you are ambitious, go to the senior blender exam. As long as you pass the exam, let They are willing to call you grandpa."

"I don't want so many grandchildren yet." Su Che muttered in a low voice, and sized up the young man, "You also... uh, they...?"

"Hmph, I don't get angry with them. Isn't it just a small genetic blending association? Look at the appearance and say that my work is rubbish! Isn't it just that I can't open it occasionally? What's the big deal? !" The boy took out his gene button very familiarly, spit out chewing gum angrily, and pressed it on the front pillar of the blending association in retaliation.

Sucher glanced at the boy's work, and closed his mouth rationally.

How can this be called garbage? Where is such expensive garbage!

All are third-level genetic materials, are they there?

Are there bronzing diamonds on the surface of the gene button?

The energy chip is a limited edition, is there any!

Does the genetic structure distort beyond the limit of human imagination?

Sucher is sure that this gene button is definitely not the kind that cannot be opened occasionally, and if it can be opened occasionally, even if the other party is lucky, it is still a big lump.

The light materials are probably several million, several million!The young master who doesn't know the suffering of the people is the most hateful thing!

Sucher, who was struggling on the poverty line, had the urge to strangle someone to death for the first time.

"Hey, I don't want to accept my work, just sell it." The young man pulled Suche to a vending machine that sells genetic products, "Master Yue Chuan's works were once dismissed by people who don't know the goods. Didn't he meet Bai Feng later and become the most popular genetic master in the Federation..."

Su Che's heart moved slightly. This anecdote is well known. After becoming famous, the blending genius Yue Chuan also likes to send his products to vending machines for sale, because his works are worth tens of millions. This kind of hobby is similar to pranks. Many lucky winners became rich overnight, and even sold out all the local vending machines several times.

The Yuechuan boy became famous, talented, uninhibited, and became a well-known legend because of his partner with the "God of War" Bai Feng. He was almost the idol of all teenagers who aspired to become a genetic trainer.Sucher is no exception.

The boy over there has already sent out his gene button on the vending machine in a hurry, and is busy setting prices.

Sucher hesitated for a moment, and then took out the gene button from his pocket.

Only two electric eel gene buttons are needed, and the extra one in his hand is useless. Seeing it will remind him of today's unhappiness, so why not follow Yue Chuan and wait for someone who is destined.

It is rare for the always realistic Suche to have such a romantic idea, but he also knows that his electric eel gene button uses Zola, who uses antimatter energy, and probably has no market. If he sells it directly, he may only stay in the cargo compartment of the vending machine forever inside.

Since we are waiting for a destined person...

Sucher laughed like a cunning little fox.

He took out twenty newly completed energy chips, and put them into the consignment port together with the electric eel gene button.

After doing all this, Su Che suddenly felt much better.

I got acquainted with that young man very quickly. The other party introduced himself as Jiang Kai, a student of the Zola Institute of Higher Education, and his family seemed to be in the business of genetic materials. No wonder he had the confidence to spoil so many good things.

However, to Sucher's surprise, this well-to-do young man is not from the genetic blending department, but a genetic master.

Thinking about it carefully, it's quite understandable. The Genetic Blending Department of Zola Institute of Higher Education is still somewhat famous. If Jiang Kai's qualifications can also enter, it would be too cheating.

In comparison, the Department of Genetics is much inferior. The truly famous Genetics of the Federation are all trained by the military, and the Department of Genetics of comprehensive institutions such as the Zola Institute of Higher Education is basically just dawdling.

"Those uncles in the deployment department all have eyes on the top of their heads. Begging them to help design a set of genetic armor is also weird. Brother, I can't bear this kind of idleness, so I just do it myself." Jiang Kai quickly said his old man It was cleaned up.

The two walked slowly along the street, Su Che hadn't talked to his peers for a long time, listening to Jiang Kai nagging and complaining about the rigid school, unkind teachers and annoying classmates, he Some envy.

The majestic and simple gate of the Zola Institute of Higher Education appeared in front of you.

A large group of boys and girls waited anxiously for the door to open.

"It is said that the richest people in the school are either in the deployment department or in the division department. There is another saying that there are two types of rich people in the school, one is the genius of the deployment department, and the other is the waste of the division department . ” Jiang Kai’s voice became desolate.

"It's time for the entrance exam again." He murmured, feeling a little depressed, "My brother's first choice back then was also the deployment department. Alas, I think back then, the ideal lordosis|back warp was so plump, and the reality was too skinny!"

Sucher was silent for a while, and laughed at himself: "What are you? Do you know how many times I have taken the exam?"

"From the age of 12 until I was 17, I would come here every year at this time, rain or shine."

Jiang Kai looked at Suche completely changed, as if he was not an ordinary boy in front of him, but a prehistoric monster.

From Su Che's attire, one can see that he came from an ordinary family. The registration fee of [-] Euros is not a small amount for this kind of family. What is even more difficult is the difficult review before the exam, which is said to have shed three layers of skin. of purgatory.The frail young man in front of him actually took the exam six times.

The gate of the Zola Institute of Higher Education, the place where countless dreams are broken.

No one can understand this sentence better than Sucher.

Since the age of 15, Su Che has been only a little short of the admission score every time, and that little distance is a natural barrier that can never be crossed.

The Department of Genetic Allocation of Zola Institute of Higher Education is not entirely based on marks as advertised.A child from an ordinary family like Suche, no matter how hard he tries, is doomed to fail to achieve the required grades.

Gene blending is a money-burning industry, and it was closed to the poor from the very beginning.

Jiang Kai was speechless and could only pat Su Che on the shoulder to comfort him.

The school gate opened slowly, and the candidates who had finished the previous batch of exams filed out, while the candidates who were waiting outside struggled to squeeze in.

Su Che was slightly taken aback, and then said loudly to Jiang Kai, "What time is it?"

"Just finished the afternoon session, it's probably almost eight o'clock." Jiang Kai put one hand on Sucher, squinted his eyes to look at the ancient clock tower on the campus.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Kai suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

"Let go!" The young man who was sitting on the railing with him just now, reminiscing about the past, looked at him expressionlessly, his slightly raised eyebrows were indescribably cold, like a dagger in the dark, low-key but with a strong murderous aura .

"Su... Che, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Kai subconsciously withdrew his hand, took a step back, and shivered.

The young man frowned slightly when he heard the words, but did not answer, but turned around and squeezed into the crowd of black crows.

His movements were unexpectedly nimble, like a fish swimming through the crowd, and with three or two strokes, he disappeared.

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