Chapter 160 Private Planet

"I asked for a small planet for you. There are some rare minerals on it. Not much, but enough for you to practice on a daily basis. The environment of the planet is also good, with dense vegetation. If you want to grow some medicinal herbs, it is also suitable." Sheng Heng was communicating with Yan Hao via video, talking about the results of his negotiations with Sima Legion.

"How many times do I have to practice to get all the minerals for a planet?" Yan Hao smiled.

"If you can't use it up, just leave it there. The ore won't depreciate anyway. I'll send you the information now. The information has been modified. The planet has been transferred to your name. There is also a private spaceship. You can go there anytime."

As Sheng Heng finished speaking, Yan Hao heard a beep, indicating that the information had been received. Yan Hao looked down, then his expression changed, and he asked in surprise, "H-109?"

"What's wrong?"

"What you want for me is the H-109 star?" Yan Hao seemed particularly shocked and couldn't help but ask again.

"That's right. Why don't you like this planet?"

"No, it is..." Yan Hao hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"What is it?"

"This planet is what Sima Mingxuan wants to give to Yan Fei." In his previous life, Sima Mingxuan gave Yan Fei a planet suitable for the survival of medicinal herbs as a graduation gift when he graduated. Yan Fei liked that planet very much and went there several times a year. He planted a lot of rare medicinal herbs there. Later, he even found several long-extinct medicinal herbs on it, and used these herbs to make a potion that can heal damaged sea of ​​consciousness, curing many elites who had to withdraw from the battlefield due to damage to their sea of ​​consciousness in their early years.

After being cured by Yan Fei, most of these former elites joined the Sima Corps and fully supported Sima Mingxuan because of the relationship between Yan Fei and Sima Mingxuan. They were a great help in Sima Mingxuan's ascent to the top.

But such a planet is now in his hands.

"So what? Now, as long as you can stabilize his mental strength, he will give you whatever you want." Sheng Heng snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning. When we adjust the prescription in the next stage, I will have to talk to them again."

"Still talking?" Yan Hao widened his eyes.

"Medical treatment has always been charged on a per-visit basis," said Sheng Heng.

"..." Is there a registration fee for seeing a doctor in a hospital? My registration fee is quite expensive, one planet at a time.

"Senior, you really have the potential to be a profiteer." Yan Hao said.

"Don't you like me like this?" Sheng Heng raised his eyebrows.

"I like it." Yan Hao said quickly.

Sheng Heng was satisfied.

"I heard that you've been staying up late recently in order to finish making the mecha?"

"He Shao is complaining again." Yan Hao frowned, "He obviously goes to bed later than me."

Because of Yan Hao, the students in the senior mecha manufacturing class raised their standards, and many students set their graduation goal on making level 5 mechas. This made Professor Qin very happy. He had taught students for so many years, and this class was the best.

As Yan Hao's roommate, He Shao was the one who received the most guidance from Yan Hao, so his goal could not be lower than the fifth-level mecha, so he worked day and night during this period. Because of Mr. Pang, Yan Hao would return to the dormitory before 12 o'clock every day, but He Shao was not always like that, and often stayed in the laboratory until dawn.

He still dared to complain to Sheng Heng, saying that he stayed up late? This person is too hypocritical.

"He goes to bed late because he doesn't have a boyfriend who worries about him." Sheng Heng said.

"He Shao will be angry if he hears you do this."

"He's already reported you, and you're still worried that he'll be angry?"

Yan Hao thought about it and it seemed to be true.

"I know you want to make a better mecha, but rebirth is already good enough. Before I met you, I never thought that one day I would be able to drive such a mecha." Sheng Heng said seriously.

"The resurrection performance is still a little worse than that of the ninth-level mecha." When Sheng Heng was still driving the Black Soul, he basically fought against high-level Zerg. Although he would have his comrades to protect him when he was on a mission, Yan Hao still hoped to build a ninth-level mecha so that Sheng Heng would not have to rely on others and could escape unscathed in any situation.

"My father has given an order that the Ares Legion will focus on defense in the future and try to avoid direct conflicts with the Zerg. So in the next period of time, I should not have any chance to face high-level Zerg." Sheng Heng said.

"Defense? But the news on Starnet is all about the victory over the Zerg." Because Sheng Heng was in the army, Yan Hao paid special attention to the news from the military.

"That's the other legions." Sheng Heng's face darkened. "The Federation just won a victory, and the soldiers are in high spirits. Many people think this is a good opportunity to seize the opportunity and wipe out the Zerg in one fell swoop."

"The Zerg have occupied the Federation for more than 300 years, and their reproduction capacity is so strong that it is unlikely that they can be wiped out in one fell swoop." Although Yan Hao was very confident in the weapons he made, he did not blindly think that these things could repel the Zerg.

"Of course they know this, but killing the Zerg is never wrong. Every kill is a military merit," said Sheng Heng.

"Then why are you on the defensive?" Yan Hao.

Sheng Heng was stunned and did not answer immediately.

"If it's inconvenient to say, forget it. I'm just asking casually." Yan Hao thought he asked something he shouldn't have asked.

"It's not inconvenient, but it's hard to explain." Sheng Heng organized his words and said, "It's the intuition of someone who has been on the battlefield for a long time. My father and some senior military officials felt that the reaction of the surrounding Zerg was a little strange, so they decided to observe it first."

Yan Hao nodded and did not continue the topic. The two continued to chat about something else until Cheng Wenkang came to find Sheng Heng to go to the training ground and the two ended the call.

After hanging up the call, Yan Hao went out to pour himself a glass of water. When he went out, he saw Mr. Pang walking in with a courier box. Seeing him, Yan Hao quickly put down the cup and went over to take the courier box: "Teacher, why didn't you call me to pick up the courier?"

"It's just at the door, just a few steps away." Old Pang laughed.

"This must contain medicine, right?" Yan Hao was a pharmacist in his previous life, so he was very familiar with this type of express box that was specially used to hold medicine.

"Yes, Old Man Wen has developed a new medicine that is said to be able to soothe the mind and improve sleep." said Old Man Pang.

"Teacher, you have trouble sleeping again?" Yan Hao immediately became nervous after hearing this. "Why didn't you tell me? I can give you a massage."

"It's not that serious. It's just that the medicine we have been using to prepare the blood of phantom beasts has been too effective. Now that we are suddenly switching to ordinary medicines, we are naturally not used to it. It is true that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality." Old Pang sighed.

Sheng Heng had been able to get the blood of the Phantom Beast for three consecutive years because he had captured it. He knew that Yan Hao's two teachers needed it, so he would give some of it to Yan Hao every year so that he could honor his two teachers. But now that the three-year period was up, there was no more blood from the Phantom Beast.

"Starting today, I will massage your head every night." Yan Hao said.

"No, it's too much trouble." Mr. Pang waved his hand indifferently.

Yan Hao smiled and didn't insist, but he had already made up his mind to massage Mr. Pang every night before leaving. As he spoke, Yan Hao skillfully opened the box, took out the medicine inside and put it away according to the category.

Mr. Pang called Mr. Wen and told him that he had received the medicine.

"I've given you the medicine, but you can't rely on it too much. Use one or two bottles a week at most," Mr. Wen warned.

"I know. I'm an adult already, and why do I still require you to worry about me?" Mr. Pang said annoyed.

"Oh, if you don't want me to worry about you, then don't ask me for medicine." Old Wen mocked.

“Then don’t ask my apprentice to calculate the prescription for you?” Mr. Pang retorted.

Yan Hao was laughing as he listened to this. Is it true that people become more fond of bickering as they get older? His two teachers were like that, and it seemed that Mr. Wen was the same.

"Do I need to beg? I am the savior of your apprentice. Yan Hao, come here and tell your teacher, do I need to beg you?" Wen Lao had already seen Yan Hao sorting out potions behind Pang Lao, and he called out to him directly.

"Mr. Wen." Yan Hao walked over and greeted Mr. Wen in the video respectfully, then quickly changed the subject, "Are you busy recently? I have something I want to ask you for help."

When Mr. Wen heard that Yan Hao wanted to ask him for help, his attention was immediately diverted: "What is it?"

Mr. Pang stopped arguing with Mr. Wen and just listened quietly.

"I recently acquired a planet. The environment on that planet is very suitable for plant growth. It is said that there are many rare medicinal herbs. It seems that someone has seen Yunquan grass on it." Yan Hao said.

"Yunquan grass?" Wen Lao's voice suddenly became louder, and he stood up excitedly, looking as if he wanted to get in from the other end of the video. "Yunquan grass has been extinct for hundreds of years. What planet are you on? Are you sure there is one?"

"I heard about the Yunquan grass on Planet H-109, but I haven't seen it myself." Of course there is Yunquan grass. Yan Fei found it on Planet H-109 in his previous life. But he couldn't tell Wen Lao that there must be one there, so he could only use what he heard to lure him to go. Because he believed that anyone who truly loved potions would go and look for it after hearing about the Yunquan grass.

As Yan Hao expected, Mr. Wen was immediately excited: "You, send me the coordinates, I will prepare it right away."

"Okay." Yan Hao said, lowered his head and forwarded the planet coordinates that Sheng Heng had sent him not long ago to Mr. Wen.

After receiving the coordinates, Mr. Wen hung up the phone without saying a word.

"..." After being hung up unilaterally, Mr. Pang was speechless for a while, "Is it really that serious? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"If there is the ore you need on it, you will definitely be more anxious than him." Yan Hao smiled.

"That's true." Pang Lao nodded in agreement, "But when did you have a private planet?"

"Senior asked for it for me." Yan Hao said.

"Oh." Mr. Pang thought that it was given to Yan Hao by Sheng Heng, so he did not ask any more questions.

Yan Hao sorted out the medicine, then picked up the cup to continue to get water. Just as he got the water and returned to the workshop, Wen Lao called again.

"Mr. Wen, Brother Xia?" In the video, Mr. Wen changed his position and Xia Tianyi stood next to him.

"Xiao Hao." Xia Tianyi nodded towards Yan Hao. Every time Mr. Wen wanted to calculate the formula of a medicine, he would contact Yan Hao, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.

"Yan Hao, I have something to tell you in advance." Wen Laodao.

"You say."

"If I find the Yunquan grass on planet H-109, you must sell the herb to me, otherwise I won't go." Mr. Wen's tone was firm, without any begging attitude at all.

"Xiao Hao, what the teacher means is that if you really find the Yunquan grass, you can consider selling it to us, or if you want to use the herbs to make potions, the teacher and I are willing to help." Xia Tianyi helped to explain.

"Of course that's no problem. I'm not sure whether there is Yunquan grass on this planet. If I can really find it, I would be happy to give it to you. Anyway, I'm a mecha maker, and it's useless for me to take the herb." Yan Hao had originally planned to take this opportunity to give the Yunquan grass to Mr. Wen.

The herbs on planet H-109 are very important. Yan Fei cannot get them in this life, but Yan Hao does not want these herbs to remain silent. He himself does not plan to be a pharmacist in this life. When dealing with these herbs, the first person he thought of was Wen Lao. So when he was talking to Wen Lao just now, he made that request without thinking.

"You still have some conscience, but don't worry, I won't give it to you for nothing." After saying that, Mr. Wen turned around and walked out of the screen.

Xia Tianyi smiled awkwardly: "Hang up, the teacher is in a hurry to go to the port."

Yan Hao smiled and waved his hand, then hung up the call.