Super Gene Hunting Ground - Chapter 241: Concentrate Resources, Prioritize Evolution

When Lucas was having drinks with his friends at a bar a strange girl approach him at a bar and asks Lucas some strange questions.

He didn't think much about that question I mean what could possibly a girl can do and just tell her his ideal world dream but he didn't have thought that by answering this questions, he's on his way down an insane rabbit hole.

But he awaken in a different world almost exactly like his own, but where he have the ability to freely use any woman as he wish for without anyone seeing it as anything other than completely normal, and where anyone will accept any word he say as a truth to be listened to.

Which leaves him only one in this world of casual free use: to become king.

The strong are always lonely, only by defeating loneliness can one become invincible in the world!Huang Xiaolong, a Direct Disciple of the Shaolin family on Earth, inexplicably crossed over to the Martial Soul World carrying the supreme Martial Arts secret text, “Yijinjing”.In the Martial Soul World, one can only cultivate Fighting Energy and become a warrior if they possess a Martial Soul. However, Huang Xiaolong, who originally had a super heaven-defying Mutant Martial Soul, was mistaken by his family for an ordinary Mutant Martial Soul during the awakening of his Martial Soul.But Huang Xiaolong, who possessed an “ordinary” Mutant Martial Soul, time and again revealed his astonishing talent, time and again defeated so-called supreme geniuses, and time and again shocked his family and the entire Martial Soul World!

An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.

Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.

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