Chapter 450: The Real Small Stove, Birthday Gift

“Gene sequencing for everyone who cultivates in Hongshan?”

In the backyard of the nursing home, Group Leader Yang nodded without hesitation upon hearing Zheng Fa’s request, then added:

“What’s the research direction?”

“The relationship between spiritual roots and genes,” Zheng Fa explained. “Everyone has the five elemental spiritual roots, just in varying amounts. To understand the true nature of spiritual roots, we must ultimately turn to genes.”

To reduce the impact of spiritual roots on modern development

The alley neighbors had worked together to preserve it at last, and just as they were about to rest, this pale-faced omen of misfortune came again to cause trouble.

Alright, since they were here, she might as well make the best of it—she’d live well in the present, and help her elder sister with whatever she could.

Of course, if Xiao Yu could become the Hidden Emperor, the benefits would be obvious—even if he lacked the strength to confront the Emperor directly, he wouldn’t need to fear the Zhao emperor on a nominal level.

Moreover, we have no other choice. If they can force you into submission this way, they certainly have other methods.

Like a painting depicting the passage of time—showing flowing time, yet the image itself is motionless.

Zhen Mi Xian saw that the five zombies before him were at most level three, so he unleashed a low-grade poison technique; black mist surged toward the zombies.

At this moment, Uncle Li pulled out a cigar from his desk drawer, took a deep drag, and said:

As the five green thorns pierced the five spirit insects, the five Nanjiang poison masters all screamed in unison, as if something were gnawing at their souls.

Nie Guangpeng stood beside him, looking as if he’d just escaped death—he never expected this battle-hardened general to now treat Zhang Sheng so gently.

Of course, all of these were exchanged with Ye Tian! Ye Tian’s exchange function had been restored five years ago.

Ye Hao escorted Cao Siyu to the lounge; as the center of attention, Ye Hao naturally drew intense scrutiny.

Xing Ling Huan blushed and playfully slapped Shen Xiaoyao; the two leaned together, savoring the warm moment.

Behind Ye Tian, Bai Yuechu, who had been picking up snacks, suddenly lost his worried expression—something had changed.

“So powerful?!” Jiang Ruoyan hadn’t expected Huang Yan to have such a hidden card; her beautiful eyes lit up instantly.

Yet, just as the green-haired flying zombie’s fist was about to strike Ye Youran’s back—

Luo Ni smiled and immediately arranged a banquet in the garden, assigning Kong Tianxia as company, and invited them to tour the Crimson Manor.

As students back then, they rarely had the courage to approach the cold and distant Shen Donghe.

Mo Xiaotong had originally placed his storage bag in his pocket, but his clothes were entirely scorched by the intense heat; the storage bag, made of some unknown material, remained intact, yet immediately tumbled into the sea of flames.

“No need,” Mie Feng Young Master quickly stopped Yu Rouzi—his intense feline instinct made his survival urge extraordinarily strong. “Qi said he’d give us a explosive entrance.”

Su Nan awkwardly explained, frantically signaling Chen Shiqi—but Chen Shiqi, fully focused on his seat, didn’t notice.

In fact, not just Gu, but at times everyone slips into a state of self-forgetfulness—Tang Fangbei is no different.

Suddenly, Su Nan recalled the melodious flute melody and the hazy consciousness from before.

As for Niu Niu liking to feed them, it’s just a few days’ matter—no need to waste manpower or resources.

Tang Fangbei yawned, checked the time, exited the livestream, quietly registered a Shark account, returned to the livestream, hit follow, then turned off his phone and prepared to sleep.