Super Gen Optimization Fluid

Chapter 18

"What are you doing?" Qin Xuan frowned.

“I'll take you out after retrieving the corpse of the quartz mutant scorpion you killed.” Han Sen continued to go inside.

"There's a lot of scorpions there. Don't you need incense?" Qin Xuan looked at Han Sen, puzzled.

"Why do men need incense?" Han Sen returned with a giant blue scorpion about a foot in his hand.

Qin Xuan sighed after looking up and down, "I was tricked by you. You've killed all the quartz scorpions out there, haven't you?"

"Smart girl," Han Sen poured the dead scorpion out of his bag, which immediately piled up.

Even though Qin Xuan had guessed it, he was still shocked to see that Han Sen had killed so many scorpions.

Han Sen put the corpse of the mutant scorpion in his bag first before he started filling it with primitive scorpions. There were still some mismatches there, and he did not waste it but ate all the meat until he cleaned it.

"The flesh of the primitive quartz scorpion is eaten. Four points of primitive geno are obtained."

“I've never seen anyone like you, willing to eat such disgusting things.” Qin Xuan had never met someone who had good equipment but remained so stingy.

"Come," Han Sen crouched down next to Qin Xuan, wanting to take her out on his back.

"Since there are no more scorpions, I can just walk out," Qin Xuan said.

"You have promised me the soul of the mutant beast and cannot take it back. Why don't you enjoy my work with your injured leg?" Han Sen said.

"You're right. Why not?" He bit his lower lip, got up and carefully climbed up behind Han Sen.

With the armor, Han Sen could not really enjoy his body's feelings towards hers. He walked out, carrying Qin Xuan, with his bag in one hand.

He only weighed around 100 pounds, which was nothing to Han Sen, who had already earned quite a lot of geno points. They emerged from the cave in a short time.

"Where are you going?" ask Han Sen.

"Go back to the shelter," Qin Xuan said.

Han Sen no longer spoke and took him to the Steel Armor Shelter. After an hour, he disappointed her.

"Not far from the shelter now, and people pass through here all the time. Wait a minute, and then ask them to take you back." Han Sen extended a blank hand to Qin Xuan: "Now, I am a mutant beast soul. "

"I have asked Su Xiaoqiao to send a message. Would you like to sell me the soul and equipment of the blood-sacred beast?" Qin Xuan did not hesitate before he handed the soul of the mutant beast in the form of a black cat to Han Sen.

"What's your offer for a double-edged golden axe?" Han Sen asked.

"It's a piece of blood-holy equipment, while two million won't even make you a mutant beast," Han Sen frowned.

"Holy blood gears are great, but you can't bring them to the real world, while savage souls can be used outside the God's Sanctuary. That explains the price. If you are willing to sell the soul of a blood saint beast, I will give you twenty million, "excused Qin Xuan.

"The soul of a mutant beast, plus two million," Han Sen said.

"The soul of the mutant beast has no question. I'll give you five million."

"The flesh of two mutant creatures and two million."

"You ask too many questions. Last bid, six million. After all, you can't take him out," Qin Xuan said.

"Okay, get the money ready. I will tell Xiaoqiao when and where we trade," Han Sen said and left with his bag.

"You really wouldn't consider selling the soul of a blood-sacred beast? Twenty million is just a temporary offer. We can discuss further," Qin Xuan said on his back.

“Cannot.” Han Sen left without stopping.

Qin Xuan looked at him away and thought, "His armour is harder than the sting of a quartz scorpion. It should also be the soul of a blood-sacred beast."

"Who is he? He doesn't look like a soldier." He doesn't know.

Han Sen returned to his original look and returned to the shelter with his bag.

No more keeping the gate: they had searched the Dollar for so long and found nothing, so they had to give up.

Coincidentally, Han Sen met Han Hao and his friends again.

"Well to see you again,***Freak! You carry a full bag. How many mutant creatures are you hunting?" A young man mocked him.

"One," Han Sen replied calmly.

"Ha-ha, you're funny. Can you hunt primitive creatures? It must have been full of black beetles there," the young man's laughter, made everyone laugh out loud. No one believed Han Sen could obtain the mutant beast.

"Han Hao, don't blame him for anyone. If you knew him, you would forever have bad luck." A young man patted Han Hao on the shoulder.

"There's no way I know ***Freak!" Han Hao looked embarrassed.

Han Sen ignored them and brought his bag back to his room.

He saved the quartz mutant scorpion and was going to sell Xiaoqiao the rest. Although he could turn the creature into a mutant within half a month with the black crystal, he preferred to use the crystal to obtain the saint blood creature.