Super Treasure Hunter

According to theory, the genetic cells in the human body are all fixed. Now by drinking this potion, the injured person has embezzled other cells. In this way, there will be fewer cells in his body in the future. What happens, but when you get old, or suffer a serious injury that endangers your life, you can reflect the key role of that little cell. It's like a game's health bar. It originally had 150 blocks of blood. BOS knocked out 148 drops of blood. It could have been alive. But now there are only 148 blood cells left, BOS is hitting, and it just hangs up.

However, other than Zhou Zhong, others did not know this. Seeing that the wounds of the big man had really healed, these people were tempted. If they could get their rights, they would have a huge advantage in the treasure hunt tomorrow!

"General Ricardo, can this gene repair potion be given to us?" The captain of a country stood up excitedly and said, his leg was injured, and now he can't even stand up. If it is not cured, he will not be able to participate in the treasure hunt tomorrow. .

Ricardo said with a smug look: "I'm very sorry, these potions are not easy to come by. Although we want to help everyone, we must also worry about our own difficulties. We would not sell such precious things for a lot of money. But for the sake of everyone looking for treasures together tomorrow, we will sell them to those in need."

"Yes! Such a good thing does need money to buy, General Ricardo, how much money does this bottle cost?" The captain immediately changed his words and asked flatly with a flattering smile.

Ricardo said with a smile: "It's very cheap, only 200 million US dollars."

"What? Two hundred million dollars?"

Hearing this number, everyone took a breath. This... is it too expensive? For 200 million US dollars, this can buy an F22 Raptor fighter jet.

Everyone thinks the price is expensive, but Ricardo is not in a hurry, standing there confidently, he believes that someone will pay for it!

Sure enough, the wealthy Austrian nation stood up. Two of their team members were seriously injured, and they said: "We Austrian country wants two bottles, one is for internal organs, and the other is for legs. But we have no money now, we will turn around when we return For you guys."

Ricardo was very satisfied with the positive performance of Austria, nodded and said: "No problem, just transfer money back."

He took out two bottles and handed them to the Austrian captain, telling him which is the internal organs and which is the leg.

With Austria in the lead, Ala, a country with more tyrants than Austria, a major oil country, directly said: "We want ten bottles!"

Suddenly everyone looked at the leader of God Country. The guy was not too hot in a big white robe. The local tyrant is the local tyrant, and he has ten bottles! That's two billion dollars, the price of ten Raptor fighter jets.

However, the local tyrants of the God country didn't care at all. The little money people don't care.

Ricardo didn't expect this guy to buy so much in one go. To be honest, he doesn't want to buy so many people, after all, the number is limited and everyone has to be taken care of. So he asked doubtfully: "Prince Makotu, only three of you in Ara are injured, why buy ten bottles?"

Prince Maketu smiled with a calm look: "Save the rest for future use."

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Everyone looks different, but they are full of envy, jealousy and hatred! Dio Si will never understand the thoughts of this TM local tyrant!

With these two big countries taking the lead, other countries have begun to buy potions, but they don't have that much money, that is, they just buy a bottle.

Song Yihai and others in the woods also looked at the situation on Ricardo's side, and their faces were solemn when they saw the magic potion.

"Captain, do you want us to buy two bottles too?" someone suggested, after all, they were also injured.

Song Yihai gritted his teeth, their funds are running out, and it would be really not worthwhile to buy that thing for hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Forget it, our injury is not too serious, let's practice by ourselves." Song Yihai said in a deep voice.

In front of the altar, Zhou Zhong silently watched these guys being fooled, so Zhou Zhong thought for a while, then stood up and walked towards the four people not far away.

"Dude, this arm hurts badly." Zhou Zhong said with a smile.

Under the big tree here, there are four black people sitting, one of the black people's left arm is dripping with blood, and the bones inside can be seen! Almost unable to move, even a master of this kind of injury would have to recover for a month.

The black man looked up with an unkind expression, and asked Zhou Zhong, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Zhongyi raised his head, smiled and looked at the black man's arm and said, "I have a way to make your arm heal right away. It won't affect the treasure hunt tomorrow. Would you like to try it?"

"You? What can you do?" The black man said with disdain.

Zhong Zhou took out a blood-returning pill from his arms, smiled and said to the black man: "You have eaten this blood-returning pill."

"What is this?" The black man asked suspiciously, and was a little wary of Midweek.

Another black man next to him curled his lips and said, "Do you think you are a genetic repair potion? Don't bother us."

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They can't afford genetic repair potions. They were angry at first, but now they are even more angry, thinking that they were brushing them in midweek.

Zhong Zhou said solemnly to the injured black man: "You eat it. If it doesn't work, I will buy you a bottle of genetic repair potion."

"Are you serious?" The black man suddenly looked at Zhou Zhong and asked excitedly.

Nodded midweek.

The black man didn't hesitate at the moment, he grabbed the blood-returning pill and threw it into his mouth.

However, the black people did not respond after the medicine was taken in, and the wounds were not repaired, and the few people stopped doing it.

"You are a liar!"

Zhou Zhong smiled and said, "If I am a liar, you will know later."

Speaking of Zhou Zhongyi grabbing his arm, a wisp of infuriating breath entered in.

Originally, the black man wanted to struggle, but the infuriating qi in the middle of the week was injected into the black body, instantly triggering the medicinal effect of the blood-returning pills! The black suddenly felt that his arm no longer hurts, and then the wound quickly condensed, that is, within ten minutes, the wound healed!

"My God, this... my arms are really good!" The black man jumped up excitedly, waving his hands constantly, and found that his hands were really good.

"How about, I didn't lie to you?" Zhou Zhong asked with a smile.

The black man no longer dared to look down upon the middle of the week. He nodded in admiration and said, "Yes, you are too powerful! My arm is really good. Your medicine is even stronger than the gene repair potion. That gene repair potion, although The wound has been repaired, but the person has become a lot weaker. It is better for you. My wound has been repaired and I feel that I have more energy at this time!

With this black man, there is no need for publicity in the middle of the week, and the three black people actively helped the middle of the week to start publicity.

"Look, everyone, this magical Oriental boy is much better than General Ricardo's gene repair potion!" Hearing this, Ricardo's gloomy gaze swept over, saying this in his heart. Why is it still choking?