Chapter 180 The Fake Idiot Beauty and the Doomsday Boss 7
Cha Jiu is modifying this gun.
Although the memories of the original Shen Mian are quiet and silent, not a single frame is useless.
She is not a fool in the eyes of others. On the contrary, she has a good memory and comprehension.
The research manuscripts of Shen's father and mother were her reading materials when she was bored, and she could understand all the discussions about research between the couple in front of her.
No one knew this.
Although the improvement method of this biological gun was not recorded by the Shen couple in the manuscript, it was briefly mentioned in the discussion.
Cha Jiu combined the vast knowledge system in his original brain and used the special toolbox that Guan Xian placed in the living room to quickly transform the biochemical gun.
"Oh my god!" Guan Xian exclaimed and put the modified biochemical gun into the detection instrument for scanning.
"The density of the toxin has been compressed, the heat-absorbing filler can offset part of the frictional temperature rise, and the activity factor has increased...how did you do it?" Guan Xian suddenly turned his head to look at Cha Jiu, his eyes shining with excitement like a hungry wolf.
The modified biochemical gun reduced the loss of effective toxins and increased its attack power by 30%.
Cha Jiu used sign language to express that she lacked many professional tools, otherwise she could have made further improvements.
Fu Changchuan has been staring at Cha Jiu quietly.
He watched the slender hands without a thread flying through the pile of tools, then disassembling and reassembling the metal parts that were glowing with cold light.
When the orchestra praised her work, her face showed genuine joy and undisguised pride.
It’s... quite attractive.
The excited Guan Xian wanted to reach out and pat this smart and cute head, but Cha Jiu dodged him.
Her eyes, bright as stars, quickly caught sight of Fu Changchuan. She turned around and walked towards him happily, squatting on the pony in front of him.
She put her head close to him, as if expecting something.
Fu Changchuan: “…”
He reached out and rubbed Cha Jiu's head.
Sure enough, the little girl gave me a sweet smile.
Guan Xian clicked his tongue and said, "It turns out that it's not that you don't want to pat my head, it's that you don't want me to pat it."
Fatty Xu looked at the modified gun and laughed at him: "It's not that you can't touch it, it's only for the boss."
In the past few days, he has realized that Cha Jiu is Fu Changchuan's little tail, following him wherever he goes and is extremely clingy.
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At the same time, Jiang Tiantian, who was in the military base laboratory, was at a loss as to how to improve the biological gun.
She had the best laboratory in the base and the most advanced and complete tools, but she still couldn't form a combination of ideas to achieve transformation from the complex confusion.
Yuan Feiyun stepped into the laboratory in military boots, and his eyes softened slightly when he saw Jiang Tiantian who was concentrating.
"Ms. Shen, let's eat first and then work."
He placed the exquisite food box in front of Jiang Tiantian. When she opened it, she found fresh vegetables and high-quality protein meat inside.
Although the biochemical gun developed by Jiang Tiantian can only deal with small mutant plants, it also brings convenience to the army.
She has only been here for a few days, but she has already shown her worth, and the base will not let her down.
Jiang Tiantian sighed and frowned: "There has been no progress in the improvement. Whether it is increasing the toxin load or compressing the concentration, it has reached the limit, unless..."
Yuan Feiyun looked at her quietly: "Unless there is something we can offer, we will do our best to do it for you."
Jiang Tiantian said: "Unless we can get a sample of the core of the fig tree and use it to study new toxins,
The Devouring Ficus is among the top three in terms of ferocity among all mutant plants. It is a good idea to use its genes to suppress other plants.
But Yuan Feiyun hesitated: "It's not easy to get the core sample of the Devouring Banyan. We may lose many people."
The light in Jiang Tiantian's eyes dimmed.
Yuan Feiyun pondered for a moment and said, "It's not that there is no way. I'll try my best."
There are many people with extraordinary abilities in the gang, and most importantly, they are willing to risk their lives for the bounty.
It is better to leave this task to the gangs below than to weaken the military's strength.
Maybe that person will take over his task.
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After the biochemical gun was improved by Cha Jiu, Guan Xian couldn't wait to try it.
The opportunity will come soon.
The team received the mission to collect core tissue samples of the Devouring Banyan.
Fatty Xu curled his lips and said, "It's obvious that the military didn't want to do this mission, so they threw it to the gang to risk their lives."
Guan Xian was very excited: "Swallowing Banyan! We can try out our new weapon!"
No one paid attention to how dangerous the mission was.
Because in their minds, as long as Fu Changchuan is there, they will not lose their lives.
What's more, their own strength is not weak either.
Fu Changchuan had his hands wrapped in cloth and was practicing boxing on a sandbag.
His sandbag is not an ordinary sandbag. It is made of specially made tough cloth wrapped with the toughest root remains of the thorn vine. If a power-type mutant smashes it, his fist may be bloody, but the remains will not be damaged at all.
But every time Fu Changchuan's fist hit, a hole was created. The body inside twitched in pain, and had to quickly straighten itself up to prepare for the next critical hit.
"You want to go on the mission?" Sweat dripped from his eyelashes as he looked across the sandbag at Cha Jiu, whose face was full of anticipation.
Cha Jiu nodded, came over and wrote on his hand:
"I want to work to pay for the rent."
Fu Changchuan sneered, raised his eyes to look at her, and moved closer: "How long do you want to live here to pay the rent?"
Cha Jiu wrote again: "I will stay here until you chase me away."
Fu Changchuan's palm felt a little itchy, so he retracted his hand and stopped her from writing on it.
"You are too weak. Don't let yourself and your car be swallowed by the mutant plants." he said.
Cha Jiu hung his head, looking depressed, with a dim look in his eyes.
Fu Changchuan suddenly felt that if she had two ears on her head, they would be drooping lifelessly at this moment.
"Come down with me for training." He compromised again, "If you can train well, I will take you with me."
Although the mission was dangerous, it was still within Fu Changchuan's control.
Sure enough, Cha Jiu smiled again.
Fu Changchuan took her to the open space downstairs.
"Strength-based abilities don't have an advantage in combat, because most people with abilities can reach the same strength standard through training. And no matter how strong you are, you can't beat mutants."
He pointed out Cha Jiu's current problem: "So your training goal is to give speed to strength."
Cha Jiu stood there, looking at him with his head tilted, obviously a little confused.
She was now wearing Fu Changchuan's old clothes. The rose floral dress was already extremely dirty, so she took it off and washed it.
The baggy top made her figure look even smaller, and her shorts sat loosely on her hips.
Two eye-catching long legs stretched out from under the hem of the clothes, with a bit of nonchalant temptation.
Fu Changchuan withdrew his gaze from where it shouldn't be and began to demonstrate to her.
He quickly moved in front of Cha Jiu, clamped his iron-hard right arm around her waist, and was about to slam her to the ground.
Cha Jiu's eyes suddenly widened, like a frightened cat. He quickly wrapped his hands around Fu Changchuan's neck and tried hard to get into his arms, fearing that he would really throw him to the ground.
Of course Fu Changchuan wouldn't really hit her.
His hands were firmly clasped behind her waist, and he pulled them back when she was still twenty centimeters from the ground.
This way, Cha Jiu can feel the pressure of being knocked down instantly, but she won't get hurt.
"Don't worry, I won't drop you."
Fu Changchuan quickly let go of Cha Jiu, but the warm feeling in his palm lingered.
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