Make You Be My Servant

"It sounds very powerful. Is it just a gene race?" Han Sen put the little cat next to him and looked at it. Aside from the fact that it looked like Old Cat, there was nothing inherently special about it.

Han Sen picked up the little cat. Its body was facing down. It stared at Han Sen with big, innocent eyes. It looked like some innocent little thing that did not know anything.

"About that, ordinarily, gene races with a god pulse weird scene are quite strong," Mister Yang said with hesitation. "Now, it is too small. It will probably take a while to develop."

Although the gene race might have been an evil beast, its appearance completely went against what one would suspect an evil beast was like. They were a mismatch. Even Mister Yang was starting to doubt himself.

Usually, there was red dust everywhere and disasters all the time. Those were the signs of an evil beast being born. That did not appear to be the case.