Super God Gene

"I will have a lot of things," Hansen said quickly.

Nowadays, I am unfamiliar with life. Although I don’t have a face with a sheep, this is the quickest way to get into the fourth shelter. Hansen is very happy to accept it.

With this old sheep leading, at least not dead will not be confusing, and will not be mistaken into some dangerous places.

"I asked what you are best at?" The sheep was very impatient.

Hansen thought about it. He really wants to show himself as much as possible. He said without reservation: "My destructive power is very strong."

The ten mysterious classics of the gene lock, the destructive power is not fake.

After the sheep heard it, they were very disappointed and turned around and turned away.

"Don't you go? What do you mean?" Hansen gave a slight glimpse, not knowing what it was.

"As for the weak chicken creatures like you, even the gene nucleus is not condensed? Where can the destructive power be strong? I need useful special forces, such as healing, aura, etc., destructive power? Just find a creature that condenses the gene nucleus is much stronger than you. What do you want to use?" The sheep ran away quickly and twisted.

Hansen stood there for a while and didn’t return to God. He looked at the treasure on his shoulder with a puzzled question: “Boa, is it despising me?”

"Yes, Dad." Boa nodded very seriously.

Han Sen was slightly depressed, and he would be despised by a sheep.

However, Han Sen probably also saw that the strength of the sheep is not weak. It should be considered a top among ordinary creatures, and it has no team. It seems that it is not a person. Hansen is not necessarily irritating.

"That... Sheep brother... Don't go... I just said wrong... I am good at healing power..." Hansen quickly chased it up and ran.

Hard to meet a different creature that does not eat meat, Han Sen feels that it is still necessary to mix it with it, first familiar with the situation in this area.

"You will heal the strength?" The sheep stopped and turned to look at Hansen with some disbelief.

The healing power is very rare in any shelter. Anyone wants to have such a friend. Just the sheep just said that, Hansen really does not have the healing power.

"Yeah, in our hometown, I am a man called a white angel." Hansen said with a slap in his chest.

The sheep looked at Hansen and seemed to be very distrustful of him. He suddenly saw it swaying slightly, and suddenly a black iron knives like a horned horn flew out and flew in the middle, like a whirlwind. Going to the grass in the distance.

Just listening to a scream, the black iron scimitar nailed a mouse-like creature to the grass.

The mouse struggled desperately, but he couldn’t struggle, and the body was nailed to the tip of the machete, and he did not dare to exercise vigorously.

Hansen’s heart glimpsed, the sheep’s attack power looks very strong, and the black iron scimitar should be its gene nucleus, and the destructive power is indeed amazing.

"You can see if you can cure it." The sheep raised his hoof and pointed to the mouse that was nailed to the grass and bleeds.

Hansen did not dare to neglect, simulating the power of the Holy Rhinoceros, treating the wound of the mouse with Holy Light.

I don't know if it was the reason for the fourth shelter, or the problem of the mouse. Hansen's healing effect on the mouse was not very good. It took a few minutes to heal the wound on the mouse.

"It's really a healing power, but it's too weak... forget it... you come with me..." The sheep hesitated, and took Hansen.

Hansen quickly followed up. The sheep walked for half an hour and finally saw a small forest in front. After entering the woods, Hansen saw several different creatures.

Hansen casually looked at his eyes and found that the alien creatures here are really complete. There is a black giant bird, staring at him coldly from his eyes.

There are also four six-legged beasts that look similar, each with a tank that is so strong that it looks strong.

On the left side, there was a stranger resting on the tree, and his eyes were looking at Hansen.

The sheep and Hansen are facing a giant beast with a locomotive. It is a bit like a wild boar, but there is a row of bone spurs on the back. It looks like a black iron. It looks very domineering. A pair of **** eyes looked at Hansen coldly.

It seems that the aliens and aliens here are headed by this mysterious iron behemoth.

"Is this the food you brought back?" asked the sheep, looking at the sheep with a smile.

The sheep quickly shook his head and leaned in front of the wild boar and said, "Boss, this is the younger brother I found."

"It seems that even the gene core is not condensed? What kind of younger brother is going to do? When is the grain reserve?" The stranger said with a smile.

The mysterious iron beast had a pair of lantern-like red eyes and looked at the sheep. The sheep suddenly trembled and said with a sigh of relief: "Boss, although he is very weak now, he has healing power, and the effect is poor, but he is poor. It is used, and it should be better after training and cultivation."

I heard that Hansen has a healing power. The black iron behemoth turned back and looked at Hansen. Then he whispered and the voice was very low, but it was full of wildness and domineering. If some weaker creatures listened, only I am afraid that my legs will tremble.

"You still lie on what you are doing, and don't hurry to cure the boss." The sheep yelled at Hansen.

Hansen followed the sheep to the side of the black iron behemoth, only to see that its ribs had a nearly long wound, and now there is blood bleeding outside.

Hansen quickly simulated the power of the sacred rhinoceros, and the holy light fell on the wound. The effect was not so good, it was worse than when he treated the mouse.

Hansen probably estimated that this mysterious iron beast should be a primitive creature, and its vitality is obviously much stronger than that of sheep and hexapods.

The aliens saw Hansen’s healing effect and couldn’t help but smile: “You are also called healing power?”

The sheep's old face was red and coughed: "It's better than nothing, and the culture will be better."

The mysterious iron beast did not care for them, and closed his eyes and rested there.

After Hansen came to the fourth shelter, he also had a place to settle down, and the only thing he needed to do was to use the Holy Light every day to treat the wounds of the black iron beast.

Although Hansen didn't have much interest in being a white angel, he followed them quickly to understand the situation in this area, so Hansen dismissed the idea of ​​leaving and prepared to stay here for a while.