“This has given me a stronger ability to observe, and I seem to be able to observe and improve experiments from a higher perspective…
"Based on the experimental results, the main components of these substances are organic substances that humans cannot synthesize for the time being, and their specific effects have not yet been explored..."
Having said that, Ji Yongxing thought for a moment and continued:
"This... should be a substance from underground."
Lin Qingliu nodded and gave an affirmative answer. He was not surprised at all. He always had full confidence in these believers with strong subjective initiative.
Besides, the origin of the sample doesn't seem to be a secret, so there is no need to hide it.
"It comes from about 150 meters underground."
"One hundred and fifty meters..."
Ji Yongxing fell into deep thought, and after a moment he said:
"I have some new ideas, and I may need the help of the believer who collected the samples."
"Just tell me."
Lin Qingliu took on the responsibility on the spot. After all, he was also the Trinity, but he was not the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. He was a non-existent God, a missionary who made empty promises and a paperhanger who did the dirty work.
"I need roughly five samples, one from the rock layer close to the ground, and then one every 100 meters downwards. Can that believer do it?"
"He can."
Lin Qingliu vowed solemnly.
"Okay, then it may take some time before we can give you the further results. After all, this research will still take up some time..."
After this incident was exposed, Ji Yongxing continued:
"There is one more thing, sir."
"What?"
"I don't know if you paid attention to the awarding ceremony a few days ago. A new speaker appeared in Hope City. He is a superpower who has lived for an unknown period of time. He fought with monsters outside the city for decades and finally returned to Hope City."
In fact, I have lived for more than 20 years...
Lin Qingliu complained silently in his heart.
"He came to the institute yesterday and shared many of his findings with us. Dozens of studies have been carried forward because of his discoveries, and I have more tasks because of him.
“So, the delivery of the next experiment may be later, and…
"I'm not sure if such a powerful superpower can discover some of my suspicious actions."
Ji Yongxing's meaning was simple. In order to avoid all kinds of possible troubles, he had to pay special attention to his "extracurricular" research, otherwise...
“That’s not necessary.”
Lin Qingliu, who was sitting on the chair, waved his hand:
"You are conducting formal research, why are you hiding it?"
"ah?"
Lin Qingliu seemed to enjoy the surprised expression on the other person's face. He smiled and stated, as if he was predicting the future:
"Tomorrow morning a new document will be sent to the institute regarding the reconstruction of the underground laboratory.
"Zhou Zhuo will select a group of researchers from various groups to conduct special research on the issues raised by the speaker at the meeting.
“After the renovation is completed, there will be a hidden door inside Warehouse No. 2 that leads directly to the underground area here.”
“Ah, this…”
Even with Ji Yongxing's intelligence, he couldn't understand why the man in front of him knew all this.
He certainly had no reason to deceive himself, but why did he know so clearly the contents of the document that had not yet been issued?
Ji Yongxing scratched his head again, and looked at the [Sky Curtain] here and followed suit.
In fact, Ji Yongxing did have no ideas, but his ideas were too wild and could not be explained by normal logic.
"That 'Arthur' is not our enemy, so there is no need to be too afraid."
Lin Qingliu waved his hand and said:
“That’s it then. Once the underground laboratory is put back into use, you can continue your research.
"Within three days, samples will be sent to the back of the secret door, and this research project will become a formal project and appear in your terminal."
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In the dim room, a beam of dim light shines down from above.
A man was leaning back in a chair, slowly flipping through the thick book in front of him. The angle of the light was very tricky, making it difficult to see his face. One could only vaguely tell that he was not that old.
His expression was hidden in the shadows, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.
Reflected by the smooth tabletop, a beam of light illuminated the large, bold title on the spine of the book:
"dictionary".
The visitor didn't know why such a funny scene appeared before his eyes, but he didn't dare to move or laugh.
Because he was just an ordinary small boss in the inner city. After falling asleep normally last night, he woke up here in the morning.
Although no one told him whether he was in danger, he always felt that there was a murderous aura lingering around him.
At this moment, his fat body was squeezed on a small hard stool, the size of which was not even half the size of his buttocks.
But even in such a humiliating posture, he had maintained it for nearly an hour.
During this ignored hour, the reader in front of him really seemed not to see him. He flipped through the dictionary in front of him very slowly, and sometimes discussed with the middle-aged man standing behind him, as if he was really seizing every minute to study.
Finally, the man couldn't bear it anymore. Under the influence of tension, he slightly squeezed his fat buttocks and looked up at the young man in front of him.
"Hello... Hello, may I ask why you kidnapped me?"
The fat man was also desperate. No matter what, even if it was a kidnapping, he had to ask for money. What was the point of leaving the person aside?
“Bang!”
The dictionary was closed gently, but it still made a muffled sound because it was too heavy.
“It’s an invitation.”
The voice sounded very young, but it was not to be underestimated.
"Your invitation... is to tie people up in a small room like this while they are taking a nap?"
“I remember I sent out invitations.”
The young man said confidently, and then looked at the middle-aged man next to him:
"Has it been sent?"
"Yes, I sent it myself."
The middle-aged man gave an affirmative answer and then stood up straight again.
The man sitting on the stool inevitably fell into deep thought, and finally thought of a letter he saw at the door three days ago.
What's in it...
"Your invitation, do you mean the threatening letter?"
His voice was a little trembling.
"Ah?" The young man holding the dictionary was a little confused. He looked at the middle-aged man behind him:
"Didn't you say it was okay?"
"No problem, we've always written letters like this before."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man placed an opened letter in front of the boy:
"He has already torn it down, so he must know about it."
Taking this opportunity, the boy unfolded the letter again, trying to review his ignorant past three days ago from his current perspective:
[Dear Mr. Nip: Please pay off the debts owed to the workers in your store within two days, otherwise I will personally take you out for a delicious meal. December 1st]
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