"Cultivate the Resurrection Nightmare Plant? Are you kidding?" Min Zhizhou almost jumped up from his chair when he suddenly heard this request. He has entered middle age and has not been so angry for a long time. "You clearly know the harm that thing will cause to us, why do you want to cultivate the Resurrection Nightmare Plant?!"

"But the Resurrection Nightmare Plant is harmless to us." Zhu Yan turned the electronic pen in his hand and analyzed it carefully to Min Zhizhou, "We cultivate the Resurrection Nightmare Plant not to harm others, but to protect ourselves."

Min Zhizhou kept silent, waiting for Zhu Yan's explanation.

"We sincerely want to build a bridge of friendship with people outside the city, but we must be on guard. After all, people outside the city will manufacture weapons of mass destruction like the gun in your hand and point them at our compatriots, but we will not."

Zhu Yan's words instantly made Min Zhizhou lose the ability to refute. All he saw in this city was people helping each other happily. The role of the police station was just to deal with some simple minor disputes. There had never been a real crime.

As the institutes have said, not all people outside the city are friendly. There are cases where mobile cities compete with each other for resources, and even forcibly go to war to obtain resources when resources are exhausted.

Who doesn't yearn for a simple folk custom? But outside the city, people are no longer driven by profit and profit, but a struggle between life and death.

"It's just that I think maybe the people outside the city don't have the ability to hurt you." Min Zhizhou couldn't help but say, "Your natural physique and fighting ability are far beyond our reach."

"But any powerful force may perish. Perhaps people outside the city will gradually find ways to attack us. We must have the means to protect ourselves." Zhu Yan answered Min Zhizhou.

Although Min Zhizhou thought it was impossible, he did not dare to make a conclusion.

In their long history, there was once the first world overlord - dinosaurs, but such a powerful existence eventually became history.

Min Zhizhou really had no right to tell Zhu Yan to give up the pursuit of self-defense.

"But why the Resurrection Nightmare Plant?" Min Zhizhou did not want to use such a thing if possible because of the fear of the Nightmare Beast seeds and the sadness of facing the Nightmare Beast that changed itself after being parasitized.

"Because the Resurrection Nightmare Plant is very suitable." Yuan Zhiran, who had been silent, took the initiative to speak, "The Resurrection Nightmare Plant cannot move on its own, it must parasitize on life to move. If people outside the city have no intention of harming the people inside the city, then naturally they will not come into contact with the Resurrection Nightmare Plant."

Min Zhizhou had a bitter smile on his face. The thing they were afraid of and tried every means to escape from was just a tool in the city.

"Mr. Min, do you know why we have never removed you, who are very important to us, from the job of garbage sorter?" Zhu Yan smiled slightly, "Because any garbage you have sorted will be eaten by the Nightmare Seeds if it is thrown into the Nightmare Forest."

Min Zhizhou was stunned and looked at Zhu Yan in surprise.

"Everything you touch is at risk of being parasitized, but we still accept you." Zhu Yan did not use a cold analysis of the current situation this time, but tried to influence Min Zhizhou with emotion, "It's not entirely for the purpose of using you. We also provide you with an absolutely safe environment, which is enough to prove that we have no ill intentions towards you. Similarly, we have no ill intentions towards people outside the city."

Min Zhizhou's heart was slightly moved. It was indeed as the researchers said.

"I remember when I first came to the city, all the residents were not very friendly to me." Min Zhizhou smiled bitterly.

"To give an analogy, would you have good intentions towards an unknown insect that suddenly broke into your home?" Zhu Yan asked with a smile.

"Zhu Yan, please be more respectful to Mr. Min!" Yuan Zhiran immediately scolded Zhu Yan when he heard what she said.

"No, it doesn't matter." Min Zhizhou was very helpless, "Zhu Yan is indeed telling the truth."

Yuan Zhiran immediately said, "No, Mr. Min, you don't need to belittle yourself. You are very important to us and to the Creator."

Min Zhizhou sighed slightly, but his brows were tightly knitted: "Can you give me a moment?"

"Okay." Yuan Zhiran agreed to Min Zhizhou's request first, "I'm sorry to suggest such a difficult thing to you, Mr. Min."

"No, it is indeed a very good plan in your opinion." Min Zhizhou had to admit that this kind of thinking was indeed a groundbreaking idea.

Seeing Min Zhizhou leave, Yuan Zhiran said helplessly: "Mr. Min is a man with a lot of thoughts and ideas. He is very good at observing the overall situation. As long as we analyze the pros and cons, he will agree to our request."

"Even if he doesn't agree, we still have a way to make him cooperate." Zhu Yan said lightly.

"What are you talking about, you bastard? As N-PCs in the safe and peaceful city of the Creator, how can you have such horrible thoughts!?" Yuan Zhiran scolded Zhu Yan harshly.

"I didn't say anything, why are you saying it's horrible?" Zhu Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at the extremely beautiful boy. The boy's unique color made him look uncontaminated.

"..." Yuan Zhiran's face froze, and he turned his head away from Zhu Yan, "Why did you ask me to come over?"

"Appeal to their emotions and reason with them." Zhu Yan spread his hands. "After all, between a cooperative person and an uncooperative person, it is obvious that the cooperative person will save more energy. Besides, I don't want to make the Creator unhappy."

"After not seeing you for a day, I feel like you seem to have changed a little bit." Yuan Zhiran said doubtfully.

"Illusion." Zhu Yan replied with a smile.

Yuan Zhiran: “…”

——

Min Zhizhou returned to the garbage dump where he worked. Although there was an unpleasant smell everywhere, there were treasures everywhere among the garbage.

In this land of resources that could be discarded at will, Min Zhizhou saw a peaceful and beautiful world where he would not have to work all his life and would not lose hope.

Min Zhizhou took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"You've been called to the institute again?" Min Zhizhou's colleague came out from the garbage dump, took off his gloves and mask and put them aside, and sat next to Min Zhizhou. "You haven't been there as often as before. Is there any breakthrough progress at the institute?"

Min Zhizhou looked at his colleague who was also a little dirty like him and asked: "Are you concerned about the progress of the institute?"

"Of course." said the colleague.

"Can ordinary residents pay attention to the research content of the institute at will?" Min Zhizhou was a little confused.

"Why not? Maybe we can provide some research ideas to the institute. Even though we all have our own jobs, as long as it is the Creator's goal, we all pay attention to it!" A colleague mentioned the Creator. Min Zhizhou often heard the word "Creator" suddenly during conversations. Everyone seemed to be accustomed to talking about this topic.

Min Zhizhou's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked, "You always drive a garbage truck to dump the non-recyclable garbage. Do you throw all the garbage into the Nightmare Forest?"

"Yes, you didn't know this before?" The colleague looked at Min Zhizhou in surprise, "Oh, that's right, you can't get close to the Nightmare Forest, so naturally you didn't think of going there to take out the garbage. Speaking of which, you don't seem to have a driver's license, so you can't drive a garbage truck."

Min Zhizhou: “…” Although he could tell from his colleague’s tone that he didn’t show any dislike for him, he really felt like a piece of trash.

Min Zhizhou was silent for a while, then said to his colleague: "The research institute asked me to help them cultivate the nightmare plant."

The colleague thought for a moment and suddenly nodded vigorously: "Not bad, this method is good, I think it is very feasible, you can use your skills again, and you can earn a lot of money. Hey, you have been here for so many days, look how much money you have earned."

"Do you understand the significance of cultivating the Revival Nightmare Plant?" Min Zhizhou was really helpless about his colleague's casual remarks.

"I know. It's just to prevent people outside the city from invading our city," said a colleague.

Min Zhizhou: “…” What’s wrong with this city? Even a garbage sorter knows so much?

"Don't you think this is dangerous? If it's not handled properly, maybe you won't be infected, but what if people outside the city are infected?" Min Zhizhou didn't want this to happen.

The colleague gave Min Zhizhou a bag of melon seeds, then grabbed a handful and started eating them. Min Zhizhou looked confused.

"Do you know the miracles of the Creator?" The colleague said slowly, "Think about it, since you outsiders are so afraid of the Nightmare Forest, our Creator can perform miracles. What if our fragile Creator is really targeted by them?"

Min Zhizhou was stunned.

This is an answer that can be obtained without any thought. Now the situation outside the city has gradually tended towards a delicate balance. The existence of miracles can almost rewrite the course of the world.

"Can you guarantee that those people have no purpose towards us? Don't they want our resources? Don't they want our creator? What's wrong with us protecting ourselves?" The colleague said as a matter of course while eating melon seeds, "Everyone needs to protect themselves. To protect yourself well, you need to have weapons that can threaten others. I think the Nightmare Seed is good."

Min Zhizhou was speechless.

After becoming a mercenary, he saw countless mobile cities and also witnessed the greed in human nature that could not be eliminated no matter how dangerous it was.

"Mom, Mom, I want to eat some fruit candy." Suddenly a mother and daughter passed by Min Zhizhou. This mother and daughter would pass by here at this time every day, as if it was a set program.

But the content of the conversation between this mother and daughter is different every day. Do you want to eat fruit candy today?

Yesterday it was: "Mom, today is Dad's birthday, but I haven't finished making the birthday present for Dad. What should I do?"

The day before yesterday was: "Mom, do you know why I have to learn how to bake a cake from you these days? It's because I want to bake a birthday cake for my dad on his birthday!"

Min Zhizhou looked at the backs of the mother and daughter and was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you looking at the mother and daughter? Don't have any ideas. The older one has a husband and the younger one is not an adult. Besides, you can't beat them regardless of the size." A colleague next to him suddenly spoke up.

"What are you talking about!" Min Zhizhou's expression was slightly gloomy, "I just suddenly thought of my parents."

"Your parents? What happened to your parents?" the colleague asked casually.

"When I was little, my parents would give me all the food for the whole day on my birthday. That was the happiest time for me, and it was the only time I could eat a full stomach." When Min Zhizhou mentioned his parents, the middle-aged man unconsciously revealed a bit of childish tenderness. "After I grew up and became sensible, I refused to eat my parents' food, but my parents would always prepare more food for me on my birthday."

My colleague cracked some melon seeds again: "How did you prepare it?"

"They would work hard to help others do some work some time in advance, and in exchange for a little food every day as my birthday present." Min Zhizhou's expression revealed a trace of sadness, "The stored food would spoil every day, so they would give me the freshest food of the day, and they ate it, but it was already spoiled food."

The colleague stopped eating sunflower seeds and looked at Min Zhizhou with a complicated look: "Parents' hearts are always with their children."

Min Zhizhou didn't say anything. At that time, he always thought that human nature was good.

After leaving that mobile city, he became a mercenary.

He once had the honor of witnessing the birthday party of the little daughter of a city lord. He saw the most luxurious food he had ever seen at that time. It was not difficult for him to understand that as decision makers in high positions, they bore more pressure and should naturally enjoy better treatment than most people.

But... he saw that delicate little daughter casually ate some food, but she threw away the food in front of her without hesitation.

—Dad, I’m tired of all these things. Is there anything special?

How did you feel at that time?

Just be indifferent.

Even in such an environment, there are always people who want to live better than others.

"Are your parents still alive? Otherwise, when the passage between the city and the outside is opened, you can take them over." A colleague's voice came from my ear, "You have a formal resident ID card here, and you have contributed to the city. You can take it over and let them enjoy the benefits too."

Min Zhizhou's expression froze and his body stiffened unconsciously.

"You will never feel hungry here. Our Creator has always provided us with the most abundant food." My colleague laughed and said, "I heard from my grandfather that we only farmed in the beginning, and then the Creator wrote a lot of seeds and recipes, and our food prices have skyrocketed. Now, many hotels have innovated their food."

Colleagues were proudly praising He Fang's great achievements, but Min Zhizhou was unable to refute them.

In He Fang's city, everyone can get the best food, have choices, and have what they want, and everyone who is truly loved by He Fang is happy.

“They are dead.”

“…My condolences.” The colleague shut up.

Min Zhizhou shook his head: "It was a long time ago. I have already accepted it."

The colleague was silent for a moment and pushed the melon seeds to Min Zhizhou.

"Do you think the city lord will treat all people outside the city well?" Min Zhizhou suddenly asked.

"Of course." The colleague said these two decisive words without any explanation.

Min Zhizhou could see the trust and pride in He Fang on his colleagues' faces.

Min Zhizhou has been to many places and seen all kinds of life. He knows the horror of the Nightmare Forest, but he also knows the horror of human nature.

The Nightmare Seed's only goal is to parasitize and reproduce.

Human desires are diverse and endless.

He Fang is the person with the most peculiar desires he has ever met. His only thought is to make the entire city grow and develop better.

Zhu Yan was right, the Fuxing Nightmare Plant might just be a weapon to them, and this weapon was held in the hands of He Fang, a warm-hearted young man, who used his weapon to protect the city he loved most.

"I think maybe I can cooperate with the research institute to conduct research on the cultivation of the revival nightmare plant." Min Zhizhou said.

The colleague was stunned: "Shouldn't you just confirm that you want to cooperate with the institute? Why are you hesitating? Are you being disloyal to the Creator?!"

Min Zhizhou suddenly fell silent. His colleague's sinister look made him break out in a cold sweat. "No... I'm just a little afraid of Su Yanzhi's reappearance."

My colleague's face turned even darker: "Do you think we can't protect you?"

Min Zhizhou immediately shook his hands: "No, it's because I've been in contact with them so many times that it's left a psychological shadow in my heart, and I can't get rid of it for a while."

"Why are you so fragile?" The colleague had a complicated expression. "Do you think someone like you can withstand such a blow? You will probably be gone after experiencing a city destruction."

"I haven't experienced it either, so it's not that serious." Min Zhizhou immediately laughed it off, turning the somewhat dangerous atmosphere into a teasing one. "You talk as if you have experienced it, but maybe you can't bear it as well as I do."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Min Zhizhou discovered something strange.

His colleagues looked at him without saying anything and just continued eating melon seeds.

Min Zhizhou: "I'm sorry, did I say something that made you uncomfortable?"

"We won't destroy the city." The colleague's hand that was holding the melon seed shell suddenly clenched, and when he loosened it again, the melon seed shell had turned into powder and fell from his hand bit by bit, "Don't be so crow-mouthed."

Min Zhizhou choked.

My colleague couldn't help but ask: "Min Zhizhou, why don't you go to college?"

Min Zhizhou: “?”

"There is a course called 'Theory of Creator Thought' in college. I think you need to study this course carefully." The colleague looked at Min Zhizhou with disdain, "How come you don't even understand that following the Creator will lead to continuous and eternal development? It's really disappointing."

Min Zhizhou: “…”

——

After going offline, He Fang found Zhu Yan's proposal and took a good look at it again. Indeed, his idea was very clever.

After reading Zhuyan's proposal, the first thing that came to He Fang's mind was "train". It was not a train in the usual sense, but a structure that was similar to a train.

Because they wanted to preserve the Nightmare Forest while opening up roads to the outside world, they chose the sky route. The sky route would test the pilot's skills and experience, and the cost of the aircraft was too high. After spending so much money, the aircraft still had many advantages and disadvantages that needed to be reconsidered and formulated.

The reason why they couldn't build roads in the Nightmare Forest was very simple. It was impossible to identify the exact roads in the Nightmare Forest. No one knew what was underneath the distribution of the Nightmare Forest. If there was a dent in the building, it would have a great impact on the road, let alone expand a road specifically.

Even if it was really paved, because the items they made could not be parasitized by the Nightmare Seeds, they directly built an unobstructed road for outsiders to invade the city.

Zhu Yan's idea is to lay something similar to a 'railway' in the Nightmare Forest to guide vehicles forward, and to hollow out the middle so that they can plant the Nightmare Plant. The only thing that can run on such a 'railway' is their train.

Not only can trains transport a huge amount of resources, but they are also much cheaper than airplanes, making them very useful.

The researchers even proposed another idea. After they entered the Nightmare Forest, they brought out information about the Resurrection Nightmare Plant and found that the Resurrection Nightmare Plant did not actually have a particularly fixed form. So, could the form of the Resurrection Nightmare Plant also be fixed?

That is to say...what if we use the Complex Nightmare Plant as the material to lay the railroad tracks?

First of all, people outside the city would definitely not dare to touch the Resurrection Nightmare Plant. Even if there are people outside the city who really want to attack the city, once they touch the Resurrection Nightmare Plant, the nightmare seeds wrapped in the Resurrection Nightmare Plant will quickly disperse and parasitize, and this "railway" will dissipate very easily, and they don't even need to be on guard or take action.

This is indeed a very clever idea. They use things that were originally thought to be unusable to create conditions that they can use. Zhu Yan's brain is really useful!

Now the research trials for reviving the Nightmare Plant have begun, and some researchers have begun designing the 'Nightmare Forest Train'.

He Fang looked up a lot of information. In reality, the most mainstream trains are basically track trains. As a very mainstream train with the development of the times, at least in He Fang's mind, it is already very advanced. He probably can't think of anything better than this.

Out of curiosity, He Fang roughly looked up the cost of the train's supporting facilities, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

So... so much money...

Is it so expensive to make railroad tracks?!

He Fang was worried. If he used the infinitely appreciating Fu Su Yan Zhi to make the rails, would it cost so much money?

He did not directly submit the existing data on trains to the research institute for research, but instead gave a general description of his understanding of trains and provided the institute with a research direction.

Because he really doesn't have that much money.

How could a small city of 30,000 people possibly build railroad tracks? !

We can only wait and see whether the research institute can develop a cheap and useful Nightmare Forest Train.

As soon as He Fang thought of having no money, he quickly started to build the entire area of ​​the newly opened land. Except for the "prisons", "courts", "temporary residential gathering places" and other places that were not used for the time being, the mainstream was to focus on economic development first.

The residential buildings on the newly opened land have been completed, and the population has directly increased to 35,000. He Fang has also started construction in the commercial areas originally planned for the newly opened land, in order to increase taxes as much as possible so that the national treasury can be enriched as quickly as possible.

He Fang went online to study the problem of the map he had opened up after entering the Nightmare Forest, trying to see if he could make some breakthroughs from the map that would be beneficial to the current situation.

Why can this map be opened? What can be done after opening the map? Who needs as much information as possible?

Because it is the Nightmare Forest, even if the map is expanded, it is different from the map in my city. There is only a very obvious gray area and black area division.

He Fang found that he could see his position after entering the area of ​​Nightmare Forest that he had passed through and opened up.

Thinking of this possibility, He Fang decided to give it a try.

He dug a grass from his city.

Planted in the Nightmare Forest, which has already expanded the map.

Then he opened the map and adjusted the scale to 1:1. Sure enough, he saw a grass in this empty place!

There was a flash of joy in He Fang's eyes. If he could conduct exploration just by opening the map, wouldn't that mean he could control the situation inside the Nightmare Forest?

But now it looks a bit tasteless.

His N-PC won't run here, and people outside the city won't enter the Nightmare Forest, right?

He Fang frowned, he couldn't find how to use this skill.

He Fang looked at the grass, frowned, logged out for three minutes and logged in again. A long time had passed in the game. According to the settings in the game, the grass should grow.

But...it's the same shape as when I planted it, and it shows no sign of growing at all.

Is it really impossible to grow crops in the Nightmare Forest?

He remembered that when he opened up the new land, the entire Nightmare Forest was destroyed and the city that was already covered inside was exposed. Now he was in the scope of the Nightmare Forest. Even if he could dig out "soil" with his hands, the entire "soil" was black. It was the same when Chong Xiao attacked the interior of the Nightmare Forest before.

Therefore, it was determined that no construction could be carried out in the Nightmare Forest.

It also indirectly confirmed that if one wants to build a road without destroying the Nightmare Forest, using the Nightmare Plant is the best way.

He Fang tied a rope to himself and tied it firmly to a tree in the city. With the big tree as the center of the circle, he began to walk into the Nightmare Forest, stretching the rope to the extreme so that He Fang would definitely not get lost. After walking out of a circle, He Fang opened the map and, as expected, saw that the map had been expanded because of his walking there.

This is good news.

But there is also bad news.

The bad news is that after walking the prototype route for half an hour, I could only draw a very, very, very tiny map trace on a 1:1 map at the edge of the Nightmare Forest.

He Fangren was dumbfounded.

He then realized that although he could expand the map, the map he could expand with his ability was too small.

I flew around the Nightmare Forest for several hours and only managed to uncover this tiny bit of the map.

Besides, actually opening the map doesn't really have any special function. It can only help you locate your current position. Moreover, if you want to open a large number of maps, it is almost impossible.

He Fang sat helplessly on the border between the city and the Nightmare Forest, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

If this is the case, the road leading out of Nightmare Forest must be very far away. If a train is to be built...

He Fang thought that the financial pressure that he had just relieved was facing a huge challenge again.

Even if the research on the Fusion Nightmare Plant is successful, the labor and huge resources of the N-PC to build the train tracks will directly increase the entire cost to an unattainable high level.

What's more, we didn't know how to determine the direction of the road beforehand, we didn't know where the Nightmare Forest ended, and we didn't know how to determine the size of the opening. We were just groping in the dark.

If you go out and open the map yourself, the time it takes will be staggering.

Help!

Is this game still playable?!

It is so complicated that He Fang feels that if he wants to complete "Xu Wu Restart", it will probably take him a lifetime. The designer of this game has designed it too horribly for the players' gaming time.

He Fang was angry and went offline.

He Fang ordered a cup of milk tea. He needed something sweet to ease his tangled mood.

He Fang had more or less given up on himself, and just wanted to empty his mind and wait and see whether the institute could come up with something more interesting. After all, the extraordinary aircraft was enough to amaze him.

However, the cost of building the plane was considerable. He remembered that many of the resources for the plane were used to build it using resources from the newly opened cities and the resources from their own cities. Even so, it still cost a huge amount of money, but the researchers also worked really hard.

He Fang decided to give each person in the research institute a cup of milk tea after going online, so that they can use their smart brains to come up with better solutions!

Although He Fang wanted to lie down, he couldn't help but think hard. He didn't intend to put all his thoughts on the N-PC in the game. He sat in his computer chair, looking at the entire map of "Xu Wu Restart" on the computer, and began to think about a possibility.

Does he want to copy the city?

His current city is already the size of a small town, and this small town has been confirmed to be completely stable and will not encounter any accidents. So he only needs to open up a place of the same size as the current city to directly replicate the city, and he can get a bigger city without any thought.

As long as there are enough copies, the population will increase, demand will increase, and taxes will naturally go up, and the treasury will be much more relaxed.

but……

He Fang saw the pile of simple sketches of new cities that he had placed next to his computer, as well as various professional drawing software that he had taught himself and saved on his computer. In the end, He Fang shook his head and gave up the idea.

After all, he wanted to create a city with unique characteristics, rather than simply copying and pasting an identical city for the sake of economy.

He himself doesn't want to live in a completely copied city, and his N-PC probably doesn't want to either.

As He Fang was looking at it, he suddenly picked up the mouse and clicked on the university on his map. He Fang thought, how about...he upgrade to another university?

His thinking may not be enough to create a perfect opportunity to break the deadlock, but the current N-PC is intelligent. For example, Zhu Yan made bold assumptions and creations.

The current universities in his city do not have more advanced settings such as "graduate students" and "doctoral students" like in reality. It is said that knowledge can change the future. Although it takes a long time to cultivate a group of elites, his city is in urgent need of wisdom input. The more smart people there are, the more solutions there will be. He Fang thought about it and decided to upgrade the university.

Although it might be a bit difficult to establish such a high-level institution in a world with only 30,000 people, as long as there is enough knowledge and thinking ability, maybe there will be unexpected surprises?

He Fang decided to upgrade to university during the time he was researching the Fu Su Yanzhi.

When He Fang established the primary school, he included it in the primary school textbooks, and the junior high school used the junior high school textbooks. High school and university had corresponding content. At least it can be found relatively comprehensively on the Internet, but... He Fang was a little confused about the content required by graduate students and doctoral students.

He Fang had always had good grades from elementary school to high school, and was admitted to a very good university, but he did not graduate from university.

Because of his personality, he has never been able to communicate with others. He even stutters when speaking. After a while, he would sweat and feel uncomfortable. However, he only needed to study before high school, so no one paid attention to this problem and just said that he was a talkative person.

However, in the free and cooperative atmosphere of university, He Fang's social phobia became particularly serious.

It’s not that his college classmates are bad, but that he is always unable to complete group assignments with his classmates, resulting in basically no group being willing to team up with him. After all, no one would be willing to be with someone who can’t even speak clearly, even if he really completes the assignments assigned by the group leader very well.

The reason why He Fang did not graduate in the end was that he failed to complete his graduation defense.

He has an excellent thesis and PPT.

But he didn't have the courage to stand in front of others.

He was never able to obtain a university diploma until he decided to escape.

Not to mention the postgraduate entrance examination.

This……

How can he get promoted to university?

Does his own education level determine the upper limit of his N-PCs’ education level? But his N-PCs are really excellent. Such smart N-PCs seem to have their own thoughts. There must be N-PCs who want to achieve higher academic achievements.

The more aggrieved and unwilling He Fang felt, the sadder she felt that she had not been able to create better conditions for her children.

With tears in my eyes, I was looking up information about graduate students and doctoral students on the computer, hoping to at least understand some of the information.

Suddenly his cell phone rang. He Fang saw the familiar number and hung up the call subconsciously.

As expected, the skilled delivery guy sent a text message saying that the takeaway had been left at the door. He Fang leaned against the door and listened for a long time. Only after he heard the man leave did he breathe a sigh of relief and open the door.

He Fang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his milk tea left alone at the door.

When He Fang was holding the milk tea and preparing to close the door, he suddenly noticed a piece of paper not far away. Some big words on it attracted his attention.

"Adult University".

He Fang's mind went blank, and his body moved before his mind. While he was the only one in the corridor, he quickly jumped out, picked up the things on the ground, and quickly retreated back to his little room and slammed the door.

He Fang heard his own nervous heartbeat.

He hadn't been out for too long, not even just out of the house and down the hallway.

He Fang could even hear his own nervous heartbeat. He always wondered if his neighbors saw him through the cat's eyes and saw how stupid he was.

It took him a while to calm his nervous heartbeat, and then all his attention was focused on the piece of paper in his hand.

This is a promotional leaflet. It looks like it has been held in someone's hand and used as a fan for a while. There are very obvious scratches on the corners.

But the flyer is very new, probably just received.

The flyer was a promotional advertisement for an XX education company. It contained very provocative slogans such as "We can help adults get into adult universities, improve their academic qualifications, and have a brighter future." It also talked about methods to improve academic qualifications, and "guaranteed teaching until you learn." It even exaggeratedly said the four big words "tailor-made."

But He Fang's attention was all on the "graduate student" on the flyer.

He Fang looked at the phone below and began to get excited.

He Fang entered the contact number into his mobile phone one by one, but in the end, his hands were shaking and he couldn't make the call.

He wanted to fight back, but his body's fear and resistance began to cause him to react violently. His heartbeat quickened, his breathing became short, his chest ached, and his fingers became so stiff that he seemed to have lost control.

Just ask, just ask briefly, ask some more targeted questions.

He Fang kept encouraging himself and tremblingly pressed the exit button.

There was a call from the other side, but when He Fang heard the voice, he began to get scared.

"Hello..." The moment the phone on the other end rang, He Fang hung up without any hesitation.

However, it took He Fang a while to realize that he had hung up the phone. He was stunned on the spot, not knowing why he suddenly felt wronged.