"I am Jiang Fan, from China."

Jiang Fan sat in a wheelchair and looked at Luo Zifan with calm eyes. It can be seen that Luo Zifan's interest in Jiang Fan has exceeded the case itself.

"Can you talk a few words alone?" Luo Zifan asked.

"Of course." Jiang Fan nodded, picked up the pudding and handed it to Lin Mo. Lin Mo nodded at Jiang Fan and Luo Zifan in his arms, and turned around and left.

When Lin Mo left, Luo Zifan immediately blurted out and asked, "Who are you?"

"I said that I am Jiang Fan, a Chinese." Jiang Fan replied softly with a calm expression.

"I didn't mean that, I mean, you used to be a soldier, right?"

Luo Zifan's eyes were always staring at Jiang Fan's eyes. She was good at observing a person's eyes. From the eyes, she could see a lot of useful information.

When Jiang Fan's expression of the word "Soldier" was dimmed for a moment. After a long time, he nodded: "Is there any other problem?"

"Not yet, but we will meet again, soon." Luo Zifan shook his head, suppressed other questions in his heart, and stood up and left with satisfaction.

As Luo Zifan left, one meter of sunlight gradually returned to calm. Lin Mo walked out of the kitchen with two cups of steaming coffee in his hand. Little Pudding ran to Jiang Fan again, turning into Jiang Fan's little tail. When Jiang Fan went there, she would follow him.

It was not until the end that Jiang Fan sat opposite Lin Mo that she crawled into Lin Mo's arms with sleepiness. Soon, little Pudding fell asleep. After Lin Mo sent her back to the room, she returned to Jiang Fan.

"Thank you for what happened today." Lin Mo looked at Jiang Fan with gratitude. If it weren't for Jiang Fan, neither she nor Xiao Pudding would have escaped.

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Jiang Fan shook his head, looked at the watch on his wrist, and then said, "It's getting late, so close the store and rest early."

"Well, I understand." Lin Mo nodded and watched Jiang Fan leave a meter of sunshine.

The night became darker, and after a disaster of one meter of sunshine, I quietly waited for the arrival of the morning.

Jiang Fan returned to his rented place, went back to the house and lay on the bed, looking at the cold stars in the sky, closing his eyes and his mind sank into his mind.

In Jiang Fan's mind, there were already two virtual tree vines, one of which was the visual genetic talent of the mountain eagle, and the degree of fusion reached 59.9%.

The other one is the gecko's regeneration genetic talent, with a fusion of 9.8%.

When Jiang Fan saw the fusion of the gecko's regeneration gene talent, he suddenly sat up from the bed and turned on the light.

He looked at the wound on the back of his hand that had already healed and murmured to himself: "I remember that when I just fused the gecko regeneration gene, the fusion degree suddenly increased by 0.00 percent. At that time, it was Ning Bao who attacked me. This means that only when I was attacked will the gecko regeneration gene fusion increase?"

Jiang Fan finished speaking, but Amu's voice immediately rang.

"Wrong, when the gene life form is damaged, the regenerated gene can initiate the repair mechanism. By repairing the damaged tissue, the fusion between the regenerated gene and the gene life form is improved."

"Broken?" Amu's voice stunned Jiang Fan, and he subconsciously asked in his heart: "What do you mean is the reason for my injury, and the fusion of the gecko regeneration gene has been improved?"

"Correct." Amu said hard.

When Jiang Fan heard this answer, although he could understand it, he felt amused and laughed.

But he was not confused, but suddenly thought of what happened later.

"When the flash stunt bomb exploded, the fusion of the visual genes of the mountain eagle and the gecko's regeneration genes increased at the same time. What's going on?"

"That's because you absorb the energy emitted by the flash shock wave. Absorbing energy is one of the common ways to improve the degree of gene fusion." Amu almost hesitated and immediately gave the answer.

"Absorb energy?" Jiang Fan repeated.

"That's right, but in your current physical condition, it's best not to take the initiative to absorb energy easily. There is a 99:973% chance of death." Amu kindly reminded Jiang Fan.

When Jiang Fan was about to continue asking, Amu once again disappeared.

"It seems that there is only one way to improve the fusion of regenerative genes."

Jiang Fan smiled calmly and his mind fell into his mind again.

The gecko's regeneration gene fusion degree was only 9.8%, which caused Jiang Fan to stand up again, but he could not exert his combat effectiveness at his peak.

"The top priority is to improve the fusion of regenerative genes as soon as possible and let the legs recover completely as soon as possible!" Jiang Fan clarified what he wanted to do next, and then fell asleep.

The next morning, Jiang Fan woke up early, washed up briefly, and went out for morning exercises.

Jiang Fan was not jogging fast, and he enjoyed the ease of stepping on the ground with his feet alternately, while his figure still habitually stopped in front of a meter of sunshine.

There were no guests in the early morning sunshine, perhaps because yesterday's incident still had a little impact. However, the messy room was already neatly tidy, and there was no sign of robbery or explosion.

Before he could enter the door, Little Pudding's figure rushed out first and threw himself into his arms.

"Good morning uncle!" Little Pudding hugged Jiang Fan's neck and said hello obediently.

"Good morning pudding!" Jiang Fan pinched the little pudding's nose, then hugged her and walked into a meter of sunshine.

As soon as the little Pudding entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Mom, Uncle Dinosaur is here."

"Uncle Dinosaur?"

Jiang Fan was immediately happy when he heard this title, and his eyes fell on the table beside the floor-to-ceiling window. Yesterday, he seemed to have forgotten to take the gecko away.

Lin Mo walked out of the kitchen, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand, came to Jiang Fan's approach, and smiled and sent an invitation: "You haven't had breakfast yet, let's have it together."

"Okay, it's better to obey your orders than respect." Jiang Fan was not polite and picked up the little pudding and entered a meter of sunshine.

After breakfast, when Jiang Fan was about to say something to Lin Mo, Lin Mo suddenly frowned, and then muttered without hesitation: "Today is Wednesday, now it's 9:30."

Just as Jiang Fan was about to ask questions, a roar of the engine came from outside the window.

Soon, the door of a meter of sunshine was pushed open, and the first person to enter was a large handful of fiery red roses.
Chapter completed!