Evil Spirit Spring
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen went before the slope of the mountain. He lifted his fist and prepared to punch the slope. Mister Yang quickly ran ahead to stop him. "Mister! Don't do that. Before the gene egg hatches, it is very weak. You cannot apply much force to it. If it is broken, the gene inside will be useless."
Han Sen pulled his fist back. He looked at Mister Yang and asked, "How do I dig up the gene egg?"
Mister Yang felt bad and said, "Please wait here for a moment. I am going to dig up the gene egg now."
Mister Yang really felt terrible. He was just a Mister and had no gene race of his own to use. Even if people hired him to go and find land pulses, they would not make him do such hard work.
Now, Mister Yang had no choice. He had Han Sen as his master. He could not allow Han Sen to do the hard work, so he had to do it himself.