Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 "Genetic tracing." Lawrence whispered, looking up at the last black flower on the tree. This talent is the talent Lawrence most hopes to obtain. Because this talent can activate the blood in the body, making him a warlock.

　　 For the current Lawrence, no matter what is summoned after activating the blood in his body, his elemental affinity will rise, making him a spellcaster.

　　 From an economic point of view, the magic of the sorcerer comes from the blood, especially when compared with the sorcerer who is also the caster, he does not need to spend money and energy to study around, nor does he need to spend a lot of money on magic experiments and potions. This feature is very attractive to Lawrence, who is poor and white, and has no background of big capitalists and nobles.

　　 The most important thing is that after careful investigation, Lawrence discovered that the bloodline mentioned here does not only refer to the bloodline in the biological sense, but includes all bloodlines from civilization to myths and legends. At the same time, this method of tracing blood is more inclined to the soul rather than the body.

　　In other words, Lawrence can very well use this talent to summon something from the legend of the previous life as the legendary thing as the root of his blood.

　　 Of course, this choice is not without any disadvantages. Compared with a wizard who is also a spellcaster, the spells that a sorcerer can master not only have fewer types, but also a fixed type. Unlike the wizard, you can learn all the spells in theory. Of course, for the mage, whether he can learn how much energy and resources he needs to invest is another matter.

　　 Fortunately, unlike games that need to consider balance, the real world does not need to consider this. Therefore, for Lawrence, even if he becomes a warlock, as long as he can meet the prerequisites in the future, he can still learn additional spells.

　　 "Every time people choose one of four, it really makes people feel a little bit unsatisfactory." After Lawrence glanced at the other three flowers for the last time, he gritted his teeth and chose the talent of genetic tracing with the mentality of a warrior on the front line.

　　 After all, for him, if he wants to live better in this world, he naturally needs to be an extraordinary person. And now that he has the opportunity to become a spellcaster, he will definitely choose the path that can help him go further.

　　 Just like the previous few times, the three unselected flowers quickly withered and disappeared. Later, the yellow fruit, which represents the talent for genetic tracing, fell from the branch after it was fully developed.

　　 Lawrence noticed that this time the mist surrounding the fruit had turned into this very auspicious-looking purple. At the same time, the purple was mixed with orange light.

　　 "This kind of mist should be related to the quality of the fruit." He looked at the color of the mist around the fruit thoughtfully. "In the earliest days, the value of the things I used for exchange was the lowest, only barely reaching the lower limit of Jianmu to start the exchange. At that time, the fruit was entwined with gray mist."

"Next, I increased the value of the items used for exchange, and the mist entwined on the fruit also turned white. Now, although I don’t know what the value of the treasure known as the battle of prosperity is, no matter it’s entangled The purple mist of the fruit or the faint sense of strength from above all indicate that the quality of the fruit should be very high this time."

　　 The fruit submerged into Lawrence's body as before. At that moment, he felt that a flower in front of him entered a strange space.

　　 "I entered another space in Jianmu space. Is this a matryoshka?" After the fruit was integrated into the body, Lawrence appeared in a dark consciousness space. But soon, a phantom appeared from around. He began to quickly experience the life of this great scientist from Mendel's perspective.

　　 Of course, these pictures are not complete. The focus is still mainly on Mendel's genetic experiments, and the other parts still seem very vague.

　　 When this memory ended like a movie, Lawrence suddenly found himself standing in a field full of peas. The flowers of peas in various colors were really beautiful.

　　 "This is—" When Lawrence was surprised, dots of light began to float among the flowers. Afterwards, these light spots turned into vivid monster ghosts.

After carefully looking at some of the phantoms the size of his little fingertips near him, Lawrence discovered that most of them were monsters from the earth, but he only recognized a small part of them, among them the most common ones in Eastern legends. A series of common sacred beasts such as dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, as well as supernatural creatures such as giant dragons, unicorns and griffins in Western legends.

These monster ghosts floated into the air and quickly gathered together to form three parts. The largest light spot was all the monsters from the east in the earth legend, and the next level was the monsters in the earth except the east. Monster. The smallest group has only two light spots, and it looks like it should be the blood of the body itself.

　　 These phantoms in front of them gathered together and began to call Lawrence, but the intensity of each phantom was different. Some of them are strong, some are weak, and some can't even be felt by Lawrence. A mysterious voice told him that the most resonant among these light spots would be the blood vessels that would activate next.

　　 "You must choose a good bloodline." Lawrence prayed silently. Because he knew that not every one of these monsters was very powerful. For example, the only ability for a male fish, except for going ashore, is to put it in a pot without adding ebony plum to stew. If you inherit this bloodline and become a warlock, you won't be as strong as you think.

　　 Just as Lawrence prayed, these phantoms disappeared into the air one by one, the lower the resonance, the sooner they disappeared. At the same time, the flowers connected to the phantom also withered. Soon, the last flower was left in front of him, and a dazzling phantom like a diamond was suspended on the flower.

　　 "Looks like good luck." Lawrence sighed in relief. He just discovered that the brighter the phantom, the stronger the blood. Although the phantom in front of him is not the brightest among these light spots, it can also be ranked in the top five.

　　 "I hope it's a handsome monster, don't be a curious breed that looks like Jiu Ying." After confirming that he had obtained a powerful bloodline, Lawrence thought somewhat insatiably.

　　 The phantom the size of a little fingertip swelled a little bit, and finally appeared in front of Lawrence's eyes is a snow-white animal with a sheep's head and a lion body. The long bristles on the neck, back and tail tip add a lot of fairy air to it. The most eye-catching thing is the single horn on its head that is as gentle as suet jade.

"This is-Bai Ze! My luck is simply too good." Lawrence recognized the identity of the beast standing in front of them~www.wuxiahere.com~Although it is not as well-known as the dragon or the phoenix, it is indeed. One of the most powerful beasts in the Eastern legend in the past.

　　 After the phantom of Bai Ze formed, it turned into a white light and shot into the center of his forehead with a long roar. Lawrence immediately felt a stream of heat flow all over his body, as if he was bathing in a hot spring.

　　 But before he had time to enjoy this feeling, the heat flow turned into countless burning needles and blades. Lawrence felt that his body was repeatedly cut into extremely small pieces and then baked on the fire.

　　 "Woo--" Lawrence screamed. This process of turning from extreme comfort to extreme pain immediately caused his brain to fall into a blank. He wanted to faint very much, but unfortunately this feeling worked on the soul, and it instantly made him lose control of his body. So much so that except for a scream, he could only carry it there.

Lawrence was not clear at this time. The scream he just awakened Peter, who was resting on the head of his bed, from his dream. Then a powerful breath flashed in his body, causing the entire Saint Guden The people in the Fort Cathedral felt it.

"Priest Carter--" Peter, startled by Lawrence's screams and breath, quickly ran out of the medical room where they were now. When he pushed aside the duty room at the end of the corridor, he was surprised to find that except for Priest Carter. Besides, High Priest Arthur also sat there.

　　 "That was—" After listening to Peter's report, Priest Carter looked at Priest Arthur with a worried look.

　　 "It's nothing, just a blood awakening--" High Priest Arthur said with a smile. "Unexpectedly, this little guy has become a warlock because of a blessing in disguise—"