geneticist

There is only one doctor, but there is only one blender.Although the old blender was the youngest among them, he was already sixty years old. Just doing routine maintenance on the genetic armor was too much work. The old man's body was somewhat overwhelmed, and he urgently needed an assistant.

At this time, Sucher fell from the sky.

After observing Sucher for a period of time, the old blender immediately decided that he would be responsible for the coolie work in the regiment in the future!

In this spaceship full of sick and weak old people, the 22 retired soldiers of the hunting group are an absolutely unshakable force. Soon after the mission, they occupied the largest activity room on the spaceship, and proudly declared that this would be their future base, and they would defend it to the death.

Of course, the hegemonic behavior of the Golden Lion Hunting Group did not cause any fierce protests. Those old people who often used the activity room complained a little and immediately turned around and went to other places. After all, such a large spaceship has more than one activity room.

Sucher raised his head, looked at the domineering banner at the door of the former activity room, and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Why hang a golden retriever on it? Well, it's a golden retriever. Does it have any profound meaning?" He looked at the yellow creature smeared with large pieces of paint on the banner that was obviously made of curtain cloth, and said casually asked.

In the era of the big universe, various superstitious behaviors often appear in interstellar voyages, such as praying to the stars before departure, not being allowed to mention women, and being sure to bring a goose born in that year to pray for blessings and so on.As a loyal partner of human beings, dogs are regarded as mascots by interstellar explorers.But he didn't expect that the hunting group still maintains this custom to this day.

The back of the old blender paused for a while, without turning his head, he just said calmly: "Lion."

Sucher: "...?"

The hand of the old blender who opened the door trembled slightly, as if restraining something very hard: "That's not a golden retriever, it's a lion. Your eyesight is too bad." As his voice fell, the temperature in the entire aisle seemed to drop several degrees.

Su Che closed his mouth knowingly, couldn't help but glanced at the twisted yellow ball on the curtain, lowered his head and quickly followed the old blender into the activity room.

The automatic sensor lights turned on the moment the two entered the door. This activity room is very large, and the original light activity equipment specially customized for the elderly was roughly pushed to the corner, except for the circular conference room in the middle. Table, Sucher was a little surprised to find something that should never appear on an old man's ship.

For example, the row of gambling slot machines on the left.

For example, the small building block arena in the right corner.

For example, the distorted graffiti on the wall with post-modern artistic beauty.

Not to mention the automatic bar counter at the entrance, and all kinds of sports equipment on the training ground that are daunting at first glance.

Most of the graphic illustrations of the "Physical Gymnastics for the Elderly" popular throughout the Union had been roughly torn off the wall, and above it hung an old recruiting poster with a blond woman in a seductive pose , while a heavily armed soldier raised his fist, proudly showing off his outdated equipment in the eyes of Sucher.

At the bottom, it is written in extremely eye-catching big characters: "Fighting never ends!"

"That's the most beloved collection of an old guy in the regiment. If it wasn't for the decoration of our base, he would be reluctant to take it out. It's a conscription poster when he enlisted in the army. It's a limited edition, and it's hard to find now." The old man The blender followed Su Che's gaze and explained clearly.

The teachers and scholars who had finished their lunch also came to the activity room one by one. They greeted the old blender warmly. Some of them skipped over Sucher directly, while others patted Sucher's face with a smile. head.

Being caught in such a group of old grandpas made Su Che feel a little awkward and reserved, and didn't know how to speak.

"This is the newcomer I found." Fortunately, he didn't need to say anything, the old blender had already begun to introduce him to everyone, "You are a very energetic young man, if you have any errand work, just leave it to him gone."

A chubby old man looked at Su Che kindly: "Not bad, not bad, I haven't seen such a young child for a long time, let's work hard."

Sucher quickly returned a smile: "I will."

The other old man sized him up critically, then curled his lips: "This small body."

He turned to the old blender and complained: "Why don't you find someone who is stronger, so you can practice with me. I'm really impatient to compete with these old things."

The fat old man became anxious when he heard that, and left Su Che to stare at the old man viciously: "What do you mean? How dare you despise me? Your skin is itchy, isn't it?"

The two old men immediately left Su Che behind, arguing that they would fight to the death today so that the other party had nothing to say.The teachers and scholars next to them cheerfully stopped what they were doing, and watched from the sidelines, but there were still some instigating bets.

Sucher looked at these teachers who were no different from awkward children, looking at them speechlessly. From their looks, could it be that if they really wanted to make a move, would no one stop them?

This old arm and old leg, can you bear it?

He turned to look expectantly at the old blender, wanting to see how he would handle it.

The old blender who stood quietly watching suddenly said: "I don't care what you want to do, but I will never give you the genetic armor to fight."

The two old men with blushing faces and thick necks stopped arguing, and looked at the old blender with some dissatisfaction.The fat old man begged with a shy face: "Just use it once, and I promise I won't touch my 'Spike Fang' again after I beat the bastard honestly."

"Go ahead and dream your dreams, Lao Zhuo, give me my genetic armor, and I'll beat this old fat man out of ten catties of oil." Another old man immediately retorted.

The old blender said calmly: "Even the external genetic armor will be a burden on your body. Since the team leader has given me the management right of the genetic armor, I will only allow you to use it when you are on a mission. You can give it to me." Let me settle down."

Seeing that the old blender had no intention of accommodating at all, the two old men could only stare at each other angrily, and ended the childish quarrel somewhat boringly.

"Get away from me, old bastard!"

"You just stay away from me, I want to keep a distance from idiots!"

"Humph!"

The two old men spat at each other at the same time, and walked in opposite directions angrily.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Su Che's strange expression, the old blender asked casually.

"Uh...it's nothing." Su Che thought about his words, "Everyone is very energetic, it's different from what I saw before."

The old blender nodded, and said slightly proudly: "The overall atmosphere on the ship is not very good, but our place is quite special."

Su Che complained secretly: "Yeah, yeah, this is the first time I saw this kind of old man, he is more energetic than those snotty little boys rolling on the ground."

But on the surface, he still had to nod his head to express his praise: "Although I think the atmosphere is a bit weird," Su Che continued, "I feel that this place is going to be lively." Much more, not as lifeless as other places."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Listen to what the two seniors said just now, are you keeping their genetic armor?"

The old blender smiled, didn't say anything, but led Sucher to a door.

"This is the weapon room of our regiment. The genetic armor and combat genetic buttons of those old guys, as well as some other weapons are stored here." The old blender stretched out his intact hand to verify in front of the identity detector After revealing his identity, the door opened quietly.

"Come in." He ordered briefly.

Of course, this room is not as big as the activity room, but compared with the messy arrangement of the activity room, it is very clean and refreshing.Various gene buttons are placed in different categories on the transparent glass shelf, and labels are carefully pasted on the side, marking the name, function, level and status of the gene buttons.

Suche couldn't help but take a look at the old blender. I'm afraid he was the one who organized this neat arrangement here.Those rough teachers who seem to be nervous outside will never have such delicate thoughts.

Passing through the rows of shelves, the old blender suddenly stopped and said with some sighs: "This is where the genetic armor is kept."

Sucher hurried over.

The place where the genetic armor is placed is no longer a simple glass shelf, but a transparent and airtight constant temperature cabinet.

This was the first time Sucher saw real genetic armor.

Different from the gene button that Sucher is familiar with, the shape of the gene armor is more complicated. It is covered with a protective film made of high-strength memory fibers, and the inside is the main body of the gene armor. It looks like countless miniature gene buttons are inlaid together consist of.Although it is a genetic armor, its shape is actually more similar to armguards. There is a delicate buckle on each of the spread out ends. After buckling, it will tightly wrap the entire arm of the teacher.

"These are the inner and outer double-layered genetic armor, because the inner armor will directly inject the genetic components into the genetic spectrum of the teachers, thereby temporarily improving their combat effectiveness in all aspects. This kind of genetic armor is dangerous, so it is generally Wear it on your hand, after all, the hand is the most sensitive part of human beings." The old blender patiently explained that he knew that this was the first time Su Che had come into contact with genetic armor, "There is also a plug-in genetic armor, which is actually A collection of gene buttons, after activation, will form a set of changeable biological armor, wrapping the masters in it, but there is no