Replicating genes begins with American comics

It was around six o'clock in the morning, in the girl's rental house.

"Haah~"

Yawning deeply, Meng Yu took off the thin quilt that the girl had put on him at some point, sat up from the sofa and stretched out comfortably.

When he returned to the community where the girl lived last night, Meng Yu happened to bump into two police cars driving out of the community. He was so frightened that he hid in a small garden on the roadside and stayed up until almost midnight before using the spider. The hero secretly climbed into the girl's rental house.

After the two met again last night, Meng Yu's attitude towards the girl was no longer as cold as before. Although Meng Yu still didn't speak much, it was obvious that the crack between the two had been repaired to a certain extent.

Turning his head to look at the closed door of the girl's room, and then looking up at the clock on the wall, Meng Yu realized that it was still early.

He stood up and walked into the bathroom. Looking at the toiletries prepared above the wash basin, Meng Yu couldn't help but curled his lips, picked up the carefully prepared toiletries and started washing.

After washing up, Meng Yu put on a peaked cap he bought on the road yesterday, avoided the police who came to the community early in the morning to investigate the situation, and went to the breakfast shop in the community to buy two breakfasts.

Back in the rental house, the girl happened to wake up.

"Hurry up and wash up and come over for breakfast! It will get cold soon."

There was still not much emotion in Meng Yu's tone, and the girl couldn't help but curl her lips as she watched him clearing away the dishes.

If you obviously care, why do you put on such a bad face? Humph, just wait! Sooner or later I have to figure things out and make you admit your mistake to me.

He thought to himself that the girl's face had not changed much. There was only so much time to come. Now that Meng Yu had fallen into his hands again, sooner or later he would be able to find out the reason for his sudden change in attitude. There was no need to rush.

After breakfast, the girl tidied up and went out to work. After all, today was not Sunday. Before leaving, she also left a key for Meng Yu. After seeing him accept it honestly, she closed the door with peace of mind.

After the girl left, Meng Yu put away the tableware, put his hands on the table and began to think about what to do next.

When he returned to his rental house yesterday, Meng Yu found his mobile phone in the rubble. Although the mobile phone had been crushed by the collapsed wall, the mobile phone sim card inside was very lucky not to be damaged. After installing it on the old mobile phone given by the girl, the card still works well after restarting.

Clicking on the dialer, the eight missed calls at the top confirmed what Meng Yu expected.

After thinking about what he wanted to say for a while, Meng Yu broadcast to the number that had made eight missed calls.

"Oh, my God, Xiaomeng, you answered the phone. Where are you now? Are you okay?"

After the call was connected, the anxious voice of the landlord Uncle Zhang on the other end of the phone made Mengyu touch his nose in embarrassment, and quickly intercepted Uncle Zhang's words and said:

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang! I'm fine. I hid in the room when the green monster rushed in. I wasn't injured, but I was really frightened by the green monster. I didn't go back for the past two days. I just came back today. Pick up the phone card."

Uncle Zhang on the other end of the phone softened his tone and said:

"That's good, that's good. As long as you're okay. Okay, it's good to know that you're okay. I'll be here for a while and the police will ask me some questions. You can come back later and pack up your things. The bad things should be liquidated, and the government officials say they can compensate some amount of money."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, I understand. I will call you when I get back."

After answering the call, Meng Yu hung up.

If you disappear suddenly, it will inevitably attract the attention of the police, so this call is still very necessary.

After solving this hidden danger, Mengyu once again took out the gene simulator and began to think about other efficient ways to make money. He no longer thought about the dozens of usable genes in the Marvel universe. Basically, the functions of these dozen genes are to make people become "well-developed limbs." However, it is still too difficult to make money quickly by relying on the body in modern society. Mengyu is ready to take risks and find a way from other cosmic genes.

Continuing to rummage backwards from Universe , Mengyu began to search for genes that he might use among all kinds of alien genes that at least were not so dangerous on the surface, and he visited more than ten universes one after another. , Mengyu, with dull eyes, turned to look out the window. The sun had risen to the middle of the sky at this time, and it was past ten o'clock in the morning.

After hanging up the phone and seeing that nearly two hours had passed, he still had no clue. Rubbing his sore eyes, Mengyu felt that he could no longer continue to work behind closed doors. After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the job market in the city center. , to see what special industries can use these special alien genes.

After putting on his hat and locking the door, he looked around with a stern look. The wind blew under Meng Yu's feet, and he once again turned into a white shadow and disappeared at the door of the girl's rental house.

The second hand on the clock on the wall moved seven or eight small spaces, and Meng Yu arrived at a public toilet outside the job market in the city center...

Meng Yu walked out of a toilet pit pretending to hold up his pants. He stretched out his hand and ran it under the faucet for two seconds. He brushed his hair coquettishly twice before exiting the toilet door and walking towards the door of the job market.

Meng Yu is already very familiar with the job market in the city center. This month's job search experience has made him come here almost every two or three days. He knows almost every area where professional talents are recruited.

After visiting various places with ease, Meng Yu found that there were many fewer people in the talent market than before. Some time ago, because it was the graduation season, the talent market was flooded with a large number of graduates. As time went by, most people found the jobs they wanted, and those who did not find their ideal jobs mostly found similar ones. Work is done first. There are still relatively few unemployed vagrants like Meng Yu. A few days ago, Meng Yu would have been anxious and nervous when he visited the job market, but now, Meng Yu, who was whistling as if walking, clearly showed that he was relaxed at this time. As long as he can find a way to make money that can lead to qualitative changes, with the genetic simulator in his hand, he can earn wealth that takes a lifetime of hard work in a few days. Who has such a golden finger? Are you going to panic?

Looking east and west, Meng Yu looked out of place in the talent market with his relaxed posture.

Relaxation means freedom from mental stress, and it also means relaxation of awareness of precautions.

In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a pair of eyes stared at Meng Yu, who was the only one in the talent market who looked like he was shopping. The owner of the eyes slowly walked towards him.

"Ouch!!"

Meng Yu, who was looking around, suddenly felt a force hitting his leg. Looking down, he saw a little girl about ten years old squatting on the ground, covering her forehead and screaming in pain.

"Little girl, are you okay? Get up, get up, uncle didn't mean it."

He hurriedly helped the little girl up on the ground. After seeing that the little girl's forehead was only a little red, Mengyu breathed a sigh of relief. Children nowadays are very delicate. If this hurts her even a little bit, I'm afraid her parents will eat her alive.

The little girl has two braids and a pair of overalls, giving her a very well-behaved look. She bent her eyes, turned her eyes into a pair of small crescents, and said to Meng Yu very politely:

"Uncle, I'm fine. It's my own problem. I was looking around just now, and then I bumped into uncle."

"Hey!" Look, this kid is so polite.

After sighing for a while, Meng Yu couldn't help but touched her head and said:

"Children should pay attention to the road when they are alone in such a crowded public place. But why are you, a child, coming to the job market? Where are your parents?"

As he said that, Meng Yu looked around in confusion. The little girl in front of him suddenly became a little wandering in her eyes and answered hesitantly:

"I just came here with my parents! I just got separated from them... Oh, I saw them. Uncle, I won't tell you anymore. I went to chase my parents."

Before Meng Yu could react, the little girl suddenly pointed at the door of the job market behind him and said something hurriedly, then walked around Meng Yu and ran towards the door.

"what?"

Watching the little girl disappear outside the door, Meng Yu was really confused about the little girl's sudden abnormal behavior, like that of a two-foot-old monk.

Pouting his lips and shaking his head, Meng Yu turned back and didn't care about it any more.

Humming a little tune again, Meng Yu raised his feet and planned to continue visiting the next stalls, but the outstretched leg suddenly froze in mid-air.

His eyes were focused, and his eyes and one hand fell on one of his trouser pockets at the same time. The flat touch from his palm confirmed that the feeling on his thigh was correct. The wallet and mobile phone in his pocket were missing.

"Damn, a little fox in sheep's clothing? He actually stole it from me!"

Meng Yu turned his head and glanced at the door in disbelief. Meng Yu was furious when he reacted. Fortunately, he was still praising that dead girl in his heart.

After traveling around the world for more than a month, he unexpectedly fell into the hands of a little girl. Meng Yu couldn't bear it anymore and immediately found a corner to copy Captain America's genes and chased him out the door.

However, the vast road was full of pedestrians, and the little girl was nowhere to be seen.

After looking around with an annoyed look on his face, Meng Yu noticed an old man setting up a stall on the roadside and walked towards him.

"Uncle, did you just see a little girl about ten years old running out of the job market? Where did she run?"

The man setting up the stall opened one eye and glanced at him. He didn't say anything but pointed to a sign next to him.

"Ask for directions 20!"

"Ten yuan for fortune telling!"

"Inquiry about 30...80?"

Meng Yu was reciting in a low voice when he saw the old man took a pen and added two ticks in front of the number three, and the number three instantly turned into eight.

"Depend on!"

Looking at the dead old man in front of him with a shocked expression, Meng Yu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

How did this old guy live to such an old age without being beaten to death?