"Uh... yeah... I don't like domineering women." Wang Ji's gaze rippled slightly as he smacked his lips, breaking the silence.
He leaned back slightly. As she spoke, her face was practically about to press into his.
"Tch..." Leina leaned back against her chair, clicked her tongue, leisurely folded her arms, and crossed her legs.
Her long, fair legs were fully displayed beneath her hot pants, their skin smooth enough to seem breakable at a touch. One crystal-clear sandal hung from her foot, swaying idly.
"Isn't your goddess gentle? I'm very gentle, okay~" She raised a hand and swept back her long hair, then threw him a flirtatious glance.
She looked back with a smile, radiating countless charms.
Wang Ji did not know what to say. He understood what Leina meant, because he was gradually coming to understand just how vast the universe was. He understood how backward, weak, and impoverished Earth appeared in the eyes of aliens.
He also understood just how disadvantaged Qi Lin was in front of Leina.
One had only barely obtained a First Generation Divine River Gene through sheer luck.
The other possessed a Third Generation God Body and was the supreme god of a god-level civilization.
Reality was cruel. After Wang Ji had used Country A's resources to create a First Generation Gene Engine from scratch, more than half the genetic resources he could mobilize without alerting Country A's authorities had already been consumed.
And even if he wanted to accomplish more in genetic manufacturing later, stripping Country A's resources without regard for the consequences would probably only be enough to upgrade him to the Second Generation—they would have used them themselves if they had plenty.
What awaited Wang Ji was not just that, either. There were still demigods and Third Generation God Bodies ahead