Picked Up One

Not long after, Yu Jing was driving a flying beast car to Han Sen's Jade Island. He hauled a whole bunch of xenogeneic genes out of the car. There were twenty-three of them.

"Brother Han, what do you need this many xenogeneic genes for? Will they help in the fight against Lone Bamboo tomorrow?" Yu Jing asked Han Sen.

"Yes, they will be quite useful. We can sign a contract, and I'll reimburse you after the exam." Han Sen moved the xenogeneic genes into his room.

Some of those xenogeneic genes were as small as one's fingertip. Others were as big as a mortar and pestle. All-in-all, they took up half of his entire room space.

Fortunately, Han Sen had the technique called Consume. If he hadn't, eating all of that in one night would have been impossible.

After Yu Jing left, he went back to the stone house and began cooking the smallest genes.