Chapter 92 How big is the heart, how big is the psychic aircraft carrier

"It's rolling!"

"Waaaaaaaah! Panda! It's a panda!"

"Oh my god can I touch it!"

"Ahhhh, there's a panda here!"

The players all made strange noises and scared the panda monster so much that it shrank back behind the bamboo pole. Unfortunately, the slender bamboo pole could not cover its plump body at all.

Seeing this more exaggerated but still somewhat familiar scene, Jinli asked with understanding, "Could it be that Daoist Zhusun's appearance is also liked by the 'other world'?"

Zhao Qing explained: "That's right. The prototype of Taoist Bamboo Shoot is called the giant panda in our place. It is a national treasure and a rare animal! It is very precious!"

Jinli thought that everyone was just seeing it rarely, so he nodded and agreed: "Daoyou Zhusun's group is indeed rare. There is only one of him in the entire Xizhu Hill."

Wang Ergou also said, "No, no, no, Senior Jinli, it's not just that they are rare. In our world, giant pandas are unique to our country and not found in other countries. They are also very cute, so they are extremely precious! Other countries are trying every way to cry and beg us to lend them one!"

"nation?"

"It's a bit like a sect, just like a government office magnified many times... well, it's a government office that manages many, many towns!"

"So, there are no sects in your world?"

"No, there are no sects or schools, and there are no gods, demons, or monsters."

“There is such a strange place!”

"It's not strange, right? To us, the Guixu Realm is actually very strange..."

Wang Ergou and Jinli were chatting casually here, but the sparkling looks and strange sounds of the players over there almost scared the panda monster into autism.

Zhao Qing quickly stopped the people who were eager to run over and said, "Don't be so excited. You might scare people. You may never see them again!"

"My... Fellow Daoist Bamboo Shoot, no no no, you don't need to transform! I think you look great the way you are, haha, especially great!"

The corners of Zhen Junzi's mouth were almost cracked to the back of his ears. Bian Yuanzhi on the side looked at everyone in confusion, and then looked at his master who only had eyes for the demon cultivator in confusion. He always had the illusion that he was going to fall out of favor.

"No need to transform?"

The bamboo shoot mustered up its courage, poked its head out from between the bamboo poles and asked.

Zhen Junzi quickly replied, "No, no! Your appearance is perfect! We like your prototype the way it is!"

Zhusun felt that this group of human cultivators seemed strange, but this opportunity was indeed rare - he would never encounter a place where demon cultivators could freely browse the secret manuals and cultivation experience. He was willing to go even if he was not given spirit stones. So although he was a little scared, Zhusun still moved out of the bamboo bush and said, "Can I?"

"I can do it too!"

Before Zhen Junzi could answer, another voice came from above their heads.

"I can transform!"

Everyone looked up and found that at some point a golden bird, as fluffy as a little ball of fur, had stood on a bamboo above their heads.

"Oh my god! It's a Chu! Such a cute fat Chu!"

Along with Bai Chenxue's scream, the little golden ball of fur flapped its wings and flew down from the bamboo tip. A puff of smoke rolled it up, and in the blink of an eye, the ball of fur turned into a young girl with a little baby fat.

"Damn! It's so hard to decide!" Zhen Junzi just muttered, and a rabbit head poked out from the bushes. The brown-gray rabbit shrugged its nose, and then heard its voice: "Although I can't transform yet, I don't need the spirit stone!"

When Bamboo Shoot saw two more competitors suddenly appeared, he immediately became anxious. He landed on all fours and ran to Sugarcane in two or three steps: "I don't need the spirit stone either!"

For a moment, Zhen Junzi felt as if he was floating in the air - this damn happy trouble!

Zhao Qing suggested: "Why don't you bring Taoist Bamboo Shoot and this Rabbit..."

When the rabbit demon saw Zhao Qing looking at him, he introduced himself very politely: "Gray Twenty-Seven! My name is Gray Twenty-Seven!"

"If we hire this fellow Daoist Gray Twenty-Seven together, we can split the spirit stones in half. If we make any achievements in the research in the future, we can give them shares in proportion."

"Wait, I originally just wanted to find someone to practice with my apprentice, how come it actually became a research institute!?"

Zhen Junzi was stunned by Zhao Qing's suggestion: "What can we research from this game?"

Wang Ergou was also intrigued, and said, "Why can't you research it? Several of our psychic array high-temperature furnaces were developed by a science and engineering expert! Oh, and there's a player who chose to refine equipment who's researching automatic psychic data recently. He said he'll sell it to the next batch of newbies for tree-chopping... So, this is a great opportunity! What if you guys suddenly emerge and come up with some psychic mortar, psychic Dongfeng firecracker, or psychic long-range intercontinental missile?"

"How dare you think that!"

Wang Ergou pretended to be old-fashioned and said, "Young man! Be brave! Act quickly! Only in this way can you take off on the cusp of the wind! Don't let your qualification for the internal test go to waste! If some real scientific research giant comes in in the future, you won't even have a chance to drink soup!"

"What a joke! A scientific research leader knows how to play games?"

Wang Ergou snorted and said, "Why not? I'm not a god, how can I eat wind and drink dew? Xiao Longnu can poop, so why can't a scientific research tycoon play games!"

Jia Xiaoren couldn't help but interrupt: "You're talking nonsense! Even Xiaolongnu's shit smells good!"

"I always feel that you have bad intentions," Zhen Junzi looked Wang Ergou up and down and asked, "Why don't you set up a research institute for spiritual energy or cultivation?"

Wang Ergou chuckled and asked proudly, "Then guess where the high-temperature furnace used in the spiritual energy array in Sheyi came from?"

“Fuck!”

Everyone only had time to groan in shock before they thought about maintaining their image. The team channel went wild, with Bai Chenxue and Jia Xiaoren frantically spamming the screen with obscene comments:

"Brother Dog is a hidden talent!"

"Brother Gou, tell me the truth, have you been recruited?"

"Dog is rich, don't be angry, brother dog!"

"As expected of Brother Dog!"

Only Zhao Qing, who knew the inside story, rolled her eyes in disdain. She was kind enough not to sabotage the show.

Han Yi, who also knew the truth, said nonchalantly, "What a boast!"

Wang Ergou coughed heavily to cover up his discomfort at speaking nonsense, and then urged Zhen Junzi, "Alright! Why are you dithering like that? Just tell me whether you want to take this gamble or not!"

Zhen Junzi first glanced at the bamboo shoots that seemed to be eager, then looked at Gray Twenty-Seven whose ears were stretched straight, then he hissed, finally made up his mind, and slapped the stone table: "Let's do it! At worst, I can stay up late to sell materials! I think it's not too bad to have a psychic aircraft carrier!"

"Hey! You are the one who really dares to think!"