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?”

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The Great Genetic Era

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January 1, 2142, the Defense Base of Asteroid 421.

The square in the base was a mess after the celebration. The packaging of wine and drinks, the residue of food scattered on the ground, and a furnace of strange-looking tools with ashes and shelves.

This was considered a relatively novel thing in the Spiritual Race. However, in the eyes of the Blue Star people, they could recognize at a glance that this was a barbecue rack.

On the other side of the square, a comical banner was also pieced together with colorful materials—Happy New Year!

The entire square was covered in a layer of ice that was not thin. It emitted waves of cold air. The ice was covered in knife-like marks. There were also a few pairs of skating shoes from the Spiritual Race's Star Field scattered at the edge of the ice square.

A breeze blew past the base square.

Xu Tui, who was resting with his eyes closed, moved his eyes in the room closest to the base square.

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