Di di di!
Early the next morning, his identity microchip rang out, waking Feng Lin up.
"Who is it?" Feng Lin opened his eyes, feeling helpless in his heart.
Disturbing someone's sleep so early in the morning really made him unhappy.
He activated his microchip and immediately saw a projection of a fat head with big ears, giving him a fright.
"What's this?" Feng Lin flipped and got up.
That pig-head projection spoke, "Are you Master Hongjun? I'm Zhu Tiangang. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you! No, I'm the original poster of the Mythological Forum. My ID is' Fatty with a cultivation dream '. You told me that the Fat Gene, Gluttony Gene, and Pigskin Gene can evolve into the Big Belly Gene! I'm really grateful to you for fulfilling my cultivation dream! The money has been transferred. Next, I wish to purchase the complete gene evolution formula … "
His mouth opened and closed, spitting out words of endless gratitude and respect.
Pigs could speak?
Feng Lin had just woken up and was a little dazed. He saw a huge head swaying in front of him.
When he regained his senses and took a closer look, he discovered that this wasn't a human. No, it wasn't a pig at all!
Instead, it was a human head with a pig-face that kept on speaking. Its two ears that were as big as palm-leaf fans kept on flashing.
How fat was this?
Feng Lin was stunned for a moment. After hearing this person's words, he also reacted.
This fatty was that 'Fatty with a cultivation dream' from the Mythological Forum?
Feng Lin opened his identity microchip and saw the message of 10000 star coins being transferred to his account.
So much money was transferred over without any verification. It seemed like this fatty was also a rich man!
As the saying goes, by looking at one spot, one could see the whole leopard. By looking at one head, one could see the whole picture.
Although this fatty's entire body was only projecting a fat head, Feng Lin could imagine how fat he was.
His weight shouldn't be less than 500 kg, right? Almost 2000 catties!
And then he became fat after eating?
…
Being fat to such an extent was also a kind of talent. Ordinary people really wouldn't be able to do it …
Feng Lin was speechless.
Also, this person called him Zhu Tiangang. Was this his original name?
Hearing this fatty's words, Feng Lin fell into deep thought. He wanted to exchange for the complete genetic formula?
He couldn't help but be tempted.
Although genetic formulas were precious, most of them were useless to Feng Lin.
A person's energy was limited. If one chose the brightest path or a few paths, his future would naturally be boundless.
The Big Belly Gene was merely a mid-grade primeval gene. Moreover, it would cause the human body to be as fat as a pig. Apart from people with "extraordinary talent" like this fatty, most people wouldn't choose it.
Feng Lin was even more disdainful of them.
If this useless genetic formula could be used to exchange for star coins, it wouldn't be too bad.
The premise was whether this person was reliable or not.
Feng Lin activated his identity microchip and started conversing with it.
Of course, he didn't reveal his true face. Instead, he simulated the image of Dao Ancestor Hongjun who was dressed in a Daoist robe in the virtual universe and started chatting with this fatty online.
"Are you Master Hongjun?" Fatty called out enthusiastically the moment he saw Feng Lin.
One couldn't help but say that Feng Lin's Hongjun image was extraordinary and very intimidating. It perfectly matched the image of a senior expert in the fatty's heart.
Feng Lin nodded and smiled, not saying anything.
He deliberately created a sense of mystery, giving people a sense of unapproachable ethereal.
To a stranger, this kind of image had a miraculous effect and made it easier for people to believe him.
"Master Hongjun, you must be a genetic martial master, right?" Even before Feng Lin said anything, the fatty had already tacitly accepted Feng Lin's identity as a mysterious genetic martial master. He continued excitedly, "Master, I've never heard of the evolutionary path of the Big Belly Gene you mentioned before. In the past, I invited all sorts of genetic martial masters, but none of them could allow me to walk on the path of cultivation. If you can allow me to successfully cultivate, even star coins wouldn't be a problem! "
Fatty took on everything, his tone was filled with the aura of a tycoon.
Feng Lin wasn't surprised by his eagerness.
There were countless genes in the human body, like the stars in the sky.
With a certain gene as the starting point, if one wanted to combine it with other genes and evolve a new genetic formula, there would be tens of thousands of combinations. It was simply an astronomical number, and each of them required a lot of scientific verification.
This was why a new genetic formula was so hard to come by.
And this evolutionary formula of the Big Belly Gene was like a life-saving straw to this fatty who had been unable to cultivate. It was no wonder he was so eager.
Before Feng Lin could reply, the fatty already impatiently spoke, increasing his bargaining chip as though he was afraid that Feng Lin wouldn't agree.
"Master, if you tell me the exact evolutionary path of the genetic formula! I will give you 500,000, no, 1 million star coins. How about it? "He had an expression as though he didn't treat star coins as money. The aura of a tycoon soared into the sky, causing even Feng Lin to tremble.
Feng Lin had a strange expression on his face. Could it be that this fatty was a legendary tycoon?
It was the Interstellar Era!
Pure land was no longer valuable.
The so-called tycoons were basically useless. The true tycoons in the Interstellar Era all had planets as their fixed assets.
These people were known as tycoons.
They owned a planet. Even if it was a barren dead planet, the mineral resources excavated from it would still be incomparably valuable.
Let alone the fact that the most powerful tycoons would usually own a life planet. The humans, animals, and companies on the planet would all be under their rule. Just the taxes they collected would already be immeasurable.
Now that a tycoon had appeared before him, if he didn't slaughter him, who else would he slaughter?
"Sure!" Feng Lin didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.
It was just a genetic formula of a mid-grade primeval gene. He didn't place it in his eyes at all!
There was no such thing as the best gene, only the most suitable gene.
This Big Belly Gene was extremely strange. Ordinary people wouldn't choose to cultivate it. It wasn't worth a lot of money. Only this fatty could sell it for such a sky-high price!
This opportunity couldn't be missed, it wouldn't come again!
"I do have the complete genetic formula. If you want it, I can sell it to you!" Feng Lin didn't beat around the bush. "If you trust me, transfer half of the star coins to me first. After that, I will tell you the genetic formula. After that, you can transfer the rest of the money to me. "
Feng Lin spoke like this, not afraid that this fatty would go back on his word.
500,000 star coins wasn't a small amount. Even if this fatty went back on his word, Feng Lin wouldn't lose out at all.
"Beep beep, 500,000 star coins transferred to your account!" However, this fatty's extravagance was beyond imagination. Before Feng Lin could finish his sentence, the voice of a transfer rang out from his identity microchip.
"I've already paid the money. Give me the genetic formula now!" The fatty spoke with a pitiful expression.
"…" Feng Lin didn't reply for a long time. He silently transmitted the genetic evolution formula of the Big Belly Gene through encrypted messages.
"Beep beep, 500,000 star coins transferred to your account!" Another 500,000 star coins were transferred to his account!
A mid-grade primeval gene's genetic formula was sold for a total of 1 million star coins.
After that, there was no more messages from the fatty. Evidently, he couldn't wait to test out the genetic formula.
Feng Lin was stunned by this fatty's extravagance.
What identity did this fatty have exactly?
1 million star coins were tossed over like waste paper.
He truly couldn't understand the world of the rich!
In the Interstellar Era, the universe's resources could be said to be limitless. It was truly hard to imagine how much wealth those star magnates had.
Feng Lin felt that he was still too inexperienced. He silently laughed at himself for making a big fuss over nothing. He shook his head and continued to scan through the forum.
In just a day's time, he had already seen the initial effect of scanning the questions yesterday. He had earned over 1 million star coins.
Next, he had to continue working hard to gain more attention and become a Great V of Mythology as soon as possible.
…
In the blink of an eye, another day passed.
In the unknown depths of interstellar space, a complacent laughter rang out from the palace on a small planet, echoing for a very long time.
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