Legend of the Mythological Genes

That is really in vain for human beings!

The plain words showed Feng Lin's unshakable confidence and determination.

When Zhao Yue'e heard this, she also fell silent, looked at Feng Lin deeply, and didn't try to persuade her anymore.

The road of interstellar monks is extremely difficult, the myth is incomplete, and the road is unknown. Everyone has their own beliefs to be admitted to the Great Wall University.

Once it is confirmed, few people can persuade it.

Since Feng Lin joined the Great Wall University, he has accomplished many deeds, which are completely impossible in the eyes of ordinary people, but he has accomplished them.

Which time is not dangerous?

Zhao Yue'e has cooperated with him several times, and she also knows his character very well. Once she makes up her mind, even eight horses will not be able to get her back.

She decided to participate in the final decisive battle and plunder the battle achievements. In order to deal with the danger, she has already built an independent team. means.

Although this Feng Lin was invincible among the great monks of his generation, his strength and cultivation were still very insufficient, and he didn't cooperate with the others. Would it be bad if he joined the team rashly?

This is also a problem!

As the captain, you must maintain absolute sanity and not ruin things because of friendship.

But this Feng Lin was very accurate, and he could only exchange with him on this condition. If he didn't agree, then Chilian Gunpowder would not be available!

And the red training gunpowder is the great weapon to kill the ghost race, and it plays an important role in the plan, so there is no room for loss.

This will be difficult!

What should I do?

Zhao Yuee felt very embarrassed.

Feng Lin guessed what she was thinking, and didn't make her too embarrassed. He said with a smile, "Senior Zhao, don't worry! I will do it naturally, and I know it! Although I am only a big monk now, I have the scarlet training in my hand. The advanced version of gunpowder will not hold you back!"

Advanced version of red training gunpowder?

When Zhao Yue'e heard this, she raised her eyebrows, inexplicably thought of something and couldn't help asking: "You relied on that solar furnace that detonated the mechanical giant?"

Although it was just a question, her words were full of affirmation.

After all, the solar furnace uses controllable nuclear fusion technology, and its energy system is very stable. It is as big as a small sun, and its energy is vast. It cannot be easily destroyed by any external force.

There were so many masters and grand masters on the battlefield before, they couldn't do anything about it!

Only the big monk Feng Lin detonated it, which shocked the eyes of countless people.

Because of this, Feng Lin made inexorable feats in the First World War and became famous among the stars.

But Zhao Yue'e could see clearly that although the record was impressive, it could not reverse the shortcomings of the cultivation base. This was an inherent limitation!

No one is a fool, Feng Lin must have used some kind of external force to accomplish such a feat!

The battlefield video of Feng Lin detonating the sun furnace has been studied countless times by Great Wall University and many interstellar practice organizations. Although the golden ball is small, it is also seen by many people and come to a conclusion.

The golden ball must be some kind of powerful foreign object, which has unimaginable effects.

This has already formed a public opinion, and only Feng Lin has been immersed in penance these days, so he doesn't know much about it!

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Facing her question, Feng Lin didn't hide anything, nodded and admitted, "That's right! That's red gold gunpowder!"

He didn't say the real name of Chijin Dansha, but called it by Gunpowder.

Although it was expected, Zhao Yue'e was still overjoyed to get a positive answer, and hurriedly asked: "Fengxuedi, since that's the case, can you sell us the red gold elixir?"

She seemed desperate.

This Feng Lin will not talk big words. Since it is an advanced version of Chilian gunpowder, it must be more powerful. If he can succeed, the chances of winning and survival rate in the final battle will also increase greatly.

But this time Feng Lin shook his head and refused. He didn't let go of his friendship with her, but said: "This red gold gunpowder needs unique techniques and genetic power to control and exert its power! This is my school of genetic medicine It is impossible to use the unique method of the technique without awakening the corresponding gene! Even if I sell it to you, you will not be able to use it!"

Fighting against the ghost race in the interstellar battlefield, Chijin Dansha can be called a big killer. It is Feng Lin's biggest hole card now, how can it be easily leaked?

Besides, this cinnabar is not easy to refine, and the output is limited. How can there be any surplus to sell to others, teaching others how to control it is even more laborious, or revealing the details of his own proficiency in ancient alchemy, Feng Lin will naturally not do such a stupid thing.

Even if it was Zhao Yue'e, he refused unequivocally.

"Is that so?" Although Zhao Yue'e was disappointed, she didn't doubt it much.

At that time on the battlefield, those red-gold spheres surrounded Feng Lin like stars and formed many visions, which were obvious to all. They must be controlled by the power of genes, and the words did not seem to be fake.

It would be a pity not to get Chijin Gunpowder, after all, there was still Chilian Gunpowder to buy, and Zhao Yue'e didn't bother too much.

At this time, Feng Lin spoke again, dispelling the doubts in her heart, "Sister Zhao, don't worry! In this decisive battle, I will refine enough red gold gunpowder, and the power will be even more powerful, not to mention comparable to that of a grand master. A powerful monk, but not worse than any master monk. For the ghost race, the lethality is not bad!"

These words became the last straw that overwhelmed Zhao Yuee's heart.

She believed Feng Lin's words. After all, the red gold gunpowder had been proved on the battlefield that it was indeed extremely powerful, ghost killer.

"Okay!" Out of trust in Feng Lin, Zhao Yue'e thought hard for a long time, and finally agreed.

Feng Lin nodded slightly, and at this moment they finally reached an agreement.

Once it is confirmed, Zhao Yuee will naturally not hesitate any more, and said decisively: "According to the current forecast of the battle situation, in another month, the race war will be decided, ushering in the final decisive battle. The ghost tide has reached At the peak, the support force is getting less and less. Once the ghost race is killed by more than half, it will inevitably retreat and exit the galaxy. According to the past practice of the Star Great Wall, it will inevitably send a living force to hunt down the ghost race and plunder the ghost technology! This is The final decisive battle! Risks and opportunities coexist, and every time will be a feast for the great monks of the Great Wall. As long as you can survive in the end, the benefits will be endless! We will gather together at that time, please prepare more for these days, Junior Feng! "

"Please don't worry! I will break through to the master state soon, and ten days is enough for me to refine a large amount of red gold cinnabar!" Feng Lin did not have the slightest thought of holding his thighs in this final battle, and made a promise.

"Of course it's good!" Zhao Yue'e also smiled, and the two disappeared and nodded, and the cooperation was settled.