I created the world

The red dragon recognized at a glance that it was the Creator in front of it. It immediately showed a look of pleading, and then looked at the painful female dragon.

Of course, Chen Luo understood the consciousness of the red dragon. He immediately put his hands on the female dragon, and healed the wounds in its body in an instant.

The female dragon was still howling one second, but felt completely recovered the next second. It looked at Chen Luo in awe, with gratitude in its eyes.

"Thank you great Creator."

The mother dragon spoke dragon language, Chen Luo naturally understood, he nodded, "Go back."

When Chen Luo finished speaking, the person had disappeared in the fantasy world and returned to reality.

"Analysis of the dragon blood ant gene."

"Analyzing... the primary life form, the mutant gene produced by eating dragon blood, has a certain value. Currently, it can produce 0.03% of the god-born gene, and the fusion has a chance to produce fire-resistant talent. Evaluation: ordinary."

Chen Luo was a little surprised. After bathing in the dragon's blood, the chimeric ants actually mutated, and the genetic value of the chimeric ants was three times higher than that of the queen ants.

Chen Luo thought about it, and without too much hesitation, he directly chose the fusion gene.

This time the reaction was much smaller than the previous few times, and the changes in the body were not so obvious, only a slight increase in physical fitness, and apart from the familiar hunger, there was nothing else.

Chen Luo's heart suddenly moved, he found a lighter and lit it, and moved his hand towards it.

There was no burning pain as expected, only a warm feeling, and the flames did not cause any harm to him.

Chen Luo smiled, but he didn't care. Fire resistance is not a magical ability, it's better than nothing.

Chen Luo put away the lighter, walked to his balcony, sat down on the recliner, and began to shake and close his eyes to rest.

It didn't take long for the feeling of being watched to return.

Chen Luo sneered in his heart, he deliberately walked to the balcony, just to see if the group of people were still there.

Since you are still undecided, let's solve this trouble completely.

Chen Luo relaxed and rested on the recliner for a while, then changed his clothes and went out leisurely.

He wants to create a little chance for the other party to do it.

When Chen Luo got outside, it was already getting dark.

He left the community and headed towards a remote place.

Chen Luo wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, leaving enough time for those who followed him.

At this moment, two men came towards him from the side of the street, one of them was a thick man holding something wrapped in a newspaper, and he slanted towards Chen Luo.

Although this man moved very fast, Chen Luo has been genetically modified by the descendants of the gods, and his nerve reaction speed has long surpassed that of ordinary people.

His eyes moved, and he jumped away.

But the man rushed forward suddenly, as if his foot had slipped, and still bumped into Chen Luo.

"Snapped".

The thing wrapped in newspaper in the man's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

Chen Luo stopped suddenly. He frowned and looked at a cyan porcelain pot that was smashed on the ground.

"Damn it, you bastard, you don't have eyes when you walk!?"

The man "went into a rage", stepped forward and reached out to grab Chen Luo's neckline.

Chen Luo smiled, and took a step back, easily dodging the man's aggressive grab.

"If I'm not mistaken, you bumped into it yourself."

"You bastard, how dare you talk back? You obviously bumped into me while walking, and you even broke my family heirloom antique!"

The man said viciously: "Boy, didn't your parents teach you the principles of being a human being? You have to admit when you do something wrong, and you have to pay for damages, or you will suffer..."

He grinned grimly, raised his hand again and slapped Chen Luo in the face.

[Author's digression]: I don't ask for votes today, but I'm pushing an old iron book "Urban Genius Doctor" with 88.88 words. It's funny, and I can read it for a long time~

Chapter 62 Everyone is a civilized person

Chen Luo sneered, the man's movements seemed to him to be as slow as a snail, and he stretched out his hand unhurriedly to pinch the opponent's hand.

"what!!"

The man screamed, and his face was twisted into a ball, looking extremely painful.

Chen Luo frowned slightly. Of course it was clear how much effort he had used, but he just grabbed the man's wrist. He didn't use any force at all, but this guy called so pompously, obviously he was acting.

Chen Luo watched passers-by around him stop and look towards him, and he knew what the two of them were planning in just a split second.

First, I deliberately bumped into it and smashed it, saying it was an antique, and then beat him first, just to test what kind of person he is, and to make a different response.

If Chen Luo was a cowardly person just now, I'm afraid he would admit defeat, and they would offer another price of tens of millions to blackmail him.

If Chen Luo is not afraid of things and takes action as he is doing now, then he will pretend to be a victim, attract the attention of passers-by, and put himself first on the reasonable side.

Even if the police come by then, they will have a reason to speak.

Chen Luo threw away the man's hand casually, and couldn't help laughing. The mastermind behind the scenes was quite intelligent, and he wasn't someone who only knew how to threaten with violence.

"Hey, boy, you broke our antiques, and you dare to hit someone!"

Another man with a shaved head squeezed over, and he stared at Chen Luo fiercely, "Boy, if you want to play tricks, I will play with you!"

The movement here has attracted the attention of many people, but they took a look and hurried away as if nothing had happened. Seeing the vicious appearance of these two strong men, who dared to stay and talk.

Chen Luo turned his gaze, and saw three or five men with bad faces hugging their chests around them. They looked malicious, as if they were watching the fun.

But they intentionally or unintentionally formed a faint circle to prevent others from approaching.

Chen Luo smiled slightly, no need to think that these people were also part of their group.

But Chen Luo wasn't afraid at all, he said with a half-smile, "Oh...then what do you want?"

"What do you want?"

The brawny man with a shaved head shouted loudly, and he picked up the broken cyan porcelain on the ground, "Boy, you broke our family treasure, don't you want to pay for it? You can't make a fool of yourself!?"

Chen Luo said casually, "How much do you want to pay?"

The bald man immediately shouted angrily, "This is an antique from the Ming Dynasty passed down by my family. We are about to sell it to a boss in the port city! If my mother was not ill and was waiting for money for medical treatment, we would not have sold it at all. They bid 20 yuan! Now you smashed it to pieces! You have to pay for it, take 20 yuan!"