Devouring and Evolution from Monsters

"I'm ready! You can do whatever you want!"

Lin Feng raised his head and said with a smile.

"Is this good?"

"Did it succeed?"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the surrounding mixers became curious.

Master Mobi glanced at Orwell who was preparing the ingredients, then slowly walked to Lin Feng and began to check the genetic fluid prepared by Lin Feng.

With just one glance, he was sure that Lin Feng would win!

Because, this time, what Lin Feng prepared turned out to be another black-quality genetic fluid!

So, Master Mobi said loudly: "This competition can end early!"

"What?"

Orwell suddenly woke up from his deployment state.

Even some panic led to some minor mistakes.

Seeing this scene, Jing Jing'er was furious. He pointed at Master Mobi and said, "Mobi! Don't be so obvious about your favoritism for your disciples!"

When the surrounding blenders heard this, they all looked at Master Mobi, wanting to see how he would explain.

Indeed, Master Mobi's move was a bit abrupt.

Only Lin Feng has finished the preparation, but the other players participating in the competition have not finished yet.

Is it too early for Master Mobi to call it an early end at this time?

"Whether I am favoring Lin Feng, come and see for yourself. In comparison, with your eyes as a master, it is not difficult to see the difference!"

Master Mobi snorted coldly.

"I want to see it!"

Hearing this, Jing Jing'er quickly walked towards Lin Feng.

He didn't believe how much high-grade genetic fluid Lin Feng could prepare in such a short period of time!

The mixers around him were also itching.

What kind of quality genetic fluid did Lin Feng prepare?

To make Master Mobi so confident, could it be that Lin Feng prepared the blue genetic fluid for the first time?

If so, it does have a great chance of winning.

After all, Lin Feng is much ahead in time!

Jing Jing'er walked to Lin Feng and stood in front of him, then looked at his mixing utensils.

Just one glance, and a horrified expression appeared on Jing Jing'er's face.

"This, this is impossible!"

"What exactly did Master Jingjing'er see?"

"Looking at his expression, he looks like he's seen a ghost!"

Seeing Master Jingjing'er's expression, the surrounding mixers were extremely curious.

"Black quality genetic liquid! This must be cheating!"

Master Jingjing'er said in despair.

"What? Black-quality genetic fluid?"

The other blenders were shocked when they heard this.

How can this be?

Lin Feng is still at the peak of planetary level!

Then, they all walked over slowly and looked at the genetic liquid in Lin Feng's mixing vessel!

Black!

It’s as viscous as jelly without any impurities!

"It's really a black-quality genetic liquid!"

The expressions on the faces of countless blenders were completely frozen.

Orwell, who was still continuing to make arrangements, also stumbled off the workbench and came to Lin Feng.

He glanced at the genetic liquid in Lin Feng's mixing vessel, his eyes widened, and his handsome face began to distort!

"Fake! Everything is fake!"

At this time, Jing Jing'er came to his senses and said slowly: "I suspect this is fake genetic fluid!"

No matter what, he didn't believe that Lin Feng could prepare black-quality genetic liquid so quickly!

“Whether it’s true or not, you’ll know once you try it!”

Master Mobi is full of confidence.

Among the blenders, a high-prestige senior blender emerged.

He took the initiative to ask for help: "Let me come and identify it!"

Although this senior blender's strength is not at the master level, his appraisal level is not low.

Hearing what he said, Master Mobi said: "Please!"

Master Jing Jing'er also nodded: "Okay! I'll let you do the appraisal on my behalf!"

The senior blender immediately took out the identification instrument and separated a small portion from Lin Feng's blending vessels.

This is a test of purity.

Soon, the senior blender exclaimed: "100% purity!"

"hiss!"

"It's really a black-quality genetic liquid!"

When the surrounding blenders heard this result, they all exclaimed.

Because even some advanced blenders find it difficult to blend black-quality genetic fluid.

This is like a college student trying to do the elementary school math olympiad. It is very difficult to get a perfect score.

Senior gene blenders only master more blending formulas and can refine more advanced gene solutions.

However, they were not able to achieve the ultimate in formulating the primary gene solution!

At this time, Orwell looked at Lin Feng with red eyes: "How did you do it?"

"talent!"

Lin Feng looked calmly at this opponent who was almost driven crazy by him.

"Hahaha! Talent!"

A miserable smile appeared on Owelljun's face.

He once thought that he had the best talent among all the blenders.

However, at this moment, in front of Lin Feng, he was nothing!

In fact, in the competition, there was no chance to complete the deployment!

Once upon a time, Orwell thought that hard work could make up for everything.

However, at this moment, he knew that everything was in vain!

Lin Feng's talent completely shattered Orwell's pride and confidence!

Master Jing Jing'er glanced at the lost Orwell and snorted: "Useless thing!"

Obviously, Orwell lost to Lin Feng and lost so miserably, which made him feel very humiliated.

The surrounding mixers came forward to carefully observe the black quality gene liquid prepared by Lin Feng.

"What a miracle!"

"I have never heard that someone who just came into contact with blending can prepare black quality gene stock solution!"

"I finally saw it today!"

The blenders were amazed.

Some blenders who have a good relationship with Master Moby congratulated Master Moby.

"Master Mobi, you have gained an incredible disciple this time!"

"It's all taught well by the teacher!"

Lin Feng laughed from the side.

"Hahaha! This boy is pretty good!"

Master Mobi’s beard stood tall.

At this time, he finally confirmed that Lin Feng was not only able to prepare black-quality genetic fluid from the lowest-quality genetic fluid mountain.

Instead, Lin Feng's strength has reached the threshold for formulating black quality gene stock solution!

This is talent!

After congratulating each other, the mixers left one after another.

In the end, only Orwell was left in despair.

Lin Feng glanced at him, and then said: "Actually, your talent is pretty good, but you just learned from the wrong teacher!"

When Orwell heard this, he gritted his teeth and knelt down directly in front of Lin Feng.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Feng asked in surprise.

"I want to become your teacher!"

Orwell said firmly.

"Worship me as your teacher?"

Lin Feng felt dumbfounded.

To be honest, he didn't master the basics of deployment as well as Orwell.

Just when Lin Feng was about to refuse, Master Mobi said: "Lin Feng, since he is so sincere, just accept him!"

"That's...okay!"

Lin Feng was embarrassed to accept this disciple who had been trained for longer than him.