Chapter 445

Difficulty: 5-star

Fur …

"Naturally, someone went to check it out earlier."

When capturing young hillsea beasts, one would definitely encounter an adult hillsea beast.

"Never seen it before."

Class: Special

Unleashing a power equivalent to a full-powered attack of a hillsea beast. From the looks of it, this was at least an A-class attack. This would definitely be useful in a life-and-death battle.

Everyone's expression changed.

Bang!

"Holy shit, there really is one."

"Oh, let's continue, then."

The hillsea beast was smashed toward the stall.

Hehe.

"Since this guy is capable of producing it, perhaps he has some in stock?"

This was merely his appearance.

"Holy shit, gene production?"

Naturally.

The man with a mustache started dissecting the hillsea beast in a well-practiced manner.

Among these people, there were admittedly some who were extremely daring and did not care about the Gene Production Association. However, there was no need for them to create trouble for themselves for no reason.

"Hence …"

This guy had nothing on him. What was the point of robbing him?

"If you want to produce a gene reagent, you can just look for me."

Someone's eyes shone.

"An illustrious genetic master actually appeared in a place like this?"

"Interesting, then.

As long as you provide me with the materials listed here and the hillsea beast, I will definitely produce a gene reagent for you guys. Mhm … charge me a fee. One hillsea beast can produce two gene reagents. I will keep one for myself. "

Everyone's gaze sunk.

That was because that so-called stall was actually a gene production stall.

"Go ahead and produce."

At the foot of Othershore Mountain, at a place like this, a genetic master had actually appeared. This bizarre situation caused everyone to be exceptionally cautious, not daring to approach.

This hillsea gene was an extremely powerful gene reagent.

He stroked his mustache.

That person sat down cross-legged and no longer spoke.

Excellent producer?

The man with a mustache smiled as he looked at everyone. "It's pointless even if you guys rob me. I don't have anything here except for my little skills."

"What a huge hillsea beast!"

The man with a mustache extracted the materials in a well-practiced manner.

"He actually challenged it alone?"

"There's such a thing?"

Without a doubt.

Everyone looked at the person who had opened the stall. Surprisingly, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

Apart from this person, there were also others who had managed to kill an adult hillsea beast. However, at this time, a lot of people were observing the true capabilities of this man with a mustache.

However, right before he made his move, the person who had opened the stall silently erected a badge — excellent producer of the Gene Production Association.

"Good.

"Not sure.

"Is this for real?"

The mustache man said with a smile, "One for each of us."

Hillsea beasts loved to travel in groups. This guy could fight one of them alone and even carry it back …

Many people sank into contemplation.

Which among those capable of producing such a gene reagent was a genetic master?

"God".

"

Introduction: A special gene reagent produced through the refinement of the mountainsea beast. All sorts of materials are required to stimulate the mysterious power contained within the genes of the mountainsea beasts.

"I've never heard of it, at least not in the market."

There was a small mustache above his lips, and he looked somewhat dispirited and experienced. His true age was unknown, but it was precisely because of this that everyone was even more cautious.

…

In their memories, they had never heard of a hillsea gene reagent. They were extremely doubtful that this guy with a small beard could truly produce such a thing.

Amidst such an environment, at the foot of the Othershore Mountain, where there was the most human traffic, a small stall had suddenly appeared, causing an uproar.

"Such genetic prowess … could it be that he is a legendary grandmaster?"

Distantly, a person carrying a huge hillsea beast could be seen walking over. With each step he took, the ground trembled, sending chills down everyone's heart.

Far away, a man carrying a huge hillsea beast could be seen walking over from afar. With each step he took, the ground would tremble, sending chills down one's spine.

Currently, a person carrying a huge hillsea beast could be seen walking over. With each step he took, the ground trembled, causing everyone's heart to shiver.

Function: Unleashes a power equivalent to a full-powered attack of a hillsea beast.

At this moment, a group of genetic warriors that would normally fight each other had actually formed a circle around this stall. It was rare for them to get along peacefully as they looked at the center curiously.

Everyone lamented.

"This hillsea beast seems to be a mid-stage A-class warrior?"

The man with a mustache contemplated. "Only a single mature one?"

Opening a stall?

Countless people's gazes landed on that stall.

Some of them acted cautiously, while some of them decided to test the waters. Some of them even had some devious thoughts. They were all alone without any worries. As such, they had no qualms. Regardless of the background of the other party, they would just start robbing directly. After robbing, they would run and hide. Who could do anything to them?

However, when they arrived at the place, they were a little stunned.

"Everyone."

Even if they died, they would not know who their true enemy was.

"This is …"

"So that's the case."

This stall did not have anything valuable on it. As such, no one intended to rob it.

"Move aside."

"No."

He handled it skillfully, but when he reached the essence blood, his figure paused for a moment before he continued. His technique was exceptionally experienced.

Right at this moment.

Substitute production of the hillsea gene.

Those that were preparing to make a move were instantly dumbfounded.

What joke was this? Apart from that so-called young genius Chen Feng, which excellent gene producer wasn't a big shot of the Gene Production Association?

"Sure."

Shua!

Only now did everyone notice that this man with a mustache possessed an extraordinary strength as well. An energy weapon automatically appeared in his hand and easily peeled off the skin and flesh.

"Hehe, which genetic grandmaster is weak?"

"Hmph."

Selling things?

In this place where A-class and B-class warriors could be found everywhere, someone had actually opened a stall.

Othershore Mountain.

Apart from young hillsea beasts that were useful, the extra adult hillsea beasts they killed would only be a burden. Although they were still valuable, if they were to be sold, a lot of time would be wasted. As such, they might as well be used as trump cards to deal with other hillsea beasts.

That person was filled with regret.

"Originally, our target was a young hillsea beast. Unexpectedly, an adult hillsea beast appeared. Right after we killed it, the hillsea beast horde arrived …"

Everyone was bewildered.

"Which master producer is not in their 40s or 50s? Could this person be someone nurtured by some major power?"

As for the mustache lying …

Flesh …

"Yeah, even if a genetic grandmaster isn't strong, the gene reagents they carry around with them …"

If there was someone with a powerful mind reading ability, they might be able to hear the inner thoughts of this mustache.

Was this guy too courageous or was he truly stupid?

"Hehe."

Hillsea beasts that appeared and disappeared mysteriously …

"Has anyone seen this person before?"

"Possibly."

"Doesn't seem to fit."

That's right, a stall.

A fatal factor that was everywhere …

"Does this blood essence meet the requirements for the mutation of the God Punisher gene reagent?"

Just look at the people here at Othershore Mountain. He would most definitely die a miserable death.

…

"Hillsea beasts …"

"This guy is indeed quite powerful."

Here, the genetic warriors were all mixed up.

All the genetic warriors were hunting young hillsea beasts, using all sorts of methods. As for Elder Mei, he was akin to a specter, reaping the fruits of his labor in the darkness without anyone noticing.

Naturally.

Who would still dare to approach him?

"Have you heard of the hillsea gene reagent before?"

Shua!

Gene production, huh …

Naturally.

"Is he crazy?"

Everyone started thinking.