"Does that mean an extremely powerful gene egg lies buried down below?" Han Sen was very happy. He used both of his hands to hold the black iron pillar. He wanted to put it down and see what sort of gene egg it was suppressing.
Han Sen was a character that had conquered the world. He did not really care about finding ordinary gene eggs. With such an interesting gene egg available, he wasn't keen to miss out.
Regarding whether or not it was aggressive, Han Sen did not care.
Mister Yang looked at it with shock. He almost scared his own soul away. He waved his hands and shouted, "Don't do it, Mister! If that gene race is born, it will be a disaster for everybody here."
Before Mister Yang could finish speaking, the iron pipe-looking suppress pulse item was pulled out one whole foot by Han Sen. The iron pipe looked heavy. Under Han Sen's strength, it was nothing.