Pig Sanbu

“Old Tang, you activated speed-related Genetic Base Points. What’s the direction of those Base Points?”

This question caused Tang Ting to have a melancholic expression.

“It’s… Hand speed…” “And the right hand at that!”

Xu Tui slipped onto a daze.

Hand speed and the right hand. This image…

Didn’t the teacher say that it was easier to activate the Base Points of the areas you use the most?

“Old Tang, just what do you use your hands for?”

“According to that explanation, did I activate the Genetic Base Points in my stomach because I’ve eaten 18 year’s worth of meals?” Cheng Mo, who was on his way to becoming a glutton, looked up and sighed.

Xu Tui stroked his head, “Could it be because I’ve used my brain for 18 years?”

Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Great Genetic Era

Vicky_

In a villa in Lion City, the capital of the Sing-Malaysia Sector, Li Jin, the deputy director of the Huaya District Genetic Committee, was drinking kung fu tea in the flower yard. From time to time, he would look up at the starry sky and sigh.

There were many people around the villa. They were all guards, and electronic security facilities could be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man flashed his identification and passed through the layers of guards to arrive in front of Li Jin.

"Zifeng, you're here. What's the matter?" Under such security measures, Li Jin had long been informed of the person's arrival.

Li Zifeng was Li Jin's trusted aide. To the outside world, he was the administrative assistant of Li Jin, the deputy director. To the inside, he was Li Jin's security manager.

Stretch Your Head Over