In a spacious and bright room, various sophisticated high-tech observation instruments are scattered around.
In addition to these things, there are also some very incongruous things.
For example, crystal pendants, horoscope charts, incense, activated plants and potions, etc.
There's a strange feeling here where magic, nature, and technology mix together.
This is a special scenery unique to the Holy City of Redemption.
A large comprehensive research laboratory.
Therefore, there are quite a few busy people here. Looking around, there are at least 80 people.
Sniff
In a corner of the laboratory, a puff of smoke rose up...
"Disperse, disperse. The fusion experiment has failed again."
The few people gathered here scattered in panic. They had seen similar situations quite often recently. Anyway, everything could be handled according to the procedures.
The rising smoke quickly turned into a dazzling array of colorful light, splashing everywhere with crackling sounds.
Someone shouted nervously, "Get out of the way! This is a highly corrosive, supernatural material!"
"Where's the Holy City? Please save it."
"Let's run, Shengcheng must be distracted again."
"My precision observation instrument..."
A grinning mouth suddenly appeared in the laboratory, swallowing up the crackling and splattering light spots in one gulp...
"Xiaowu, you went out to play secretly again."
After Cen Qiyun activated her magic props, she waved her fist at the light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. "When Meng Yi gets here, I'll go and complain to him."
The little light bulb didn't respond to her at all, and didn't know what to do.
Cen Qiyun was a little discouraged.
"Okay, just some minor issues..."
Zhang Zimin comforted softly.
His brows slowly furrowed. "But...why do our experiments always fail? These past few days, we've had only a handful of successes.
According to Meng Yi, similar supernatural powers should naturally gather together. Otherwise...how can those clans even "purify" their powers? "
Cen Qiyun stretched out her hand, and the big, laughing mouth returned to the button-like small prop in her hand.
She turned to look at the other apostles, her ponytail swung in an arc, and asked seriously:
"Does anyone have any good ideas for our continued failures?"
The Apostles of the field not only have the path of polymath, but also have paths suitable for research such as pharmacist, mechanic, delusion breaker, and craftsman.
In previous research, many people have put forward very constructive opinions, or in other words... some flashes of inspiration.
That’s right, a flash of inspiration!
Cen Qiyun's eyes lit up, and she waved her hand to take Little Red Cloud out. Then she pried open its mouth and rummaged through its belly...
“Wuwuwu…”
Little Red Cloud flapped its wings violently and refused to let go.
Cen Qiyun grumbled as he dug, "Let go, hey, this is my stuff, I'll put it aside for now, do you understand?
I'm angry, I'll count to three!
One, two...
Xiao Wu, come here and teach it a lesson."
As the small light bulb on the ceiling extended down, the little red cloud opened its mouth, and then with a whoosh, it shrank into the small glass ball in Cen Qiyun's arms.
“Ha~”
Cen Qiyun muttered, "Only Xiaowu can cure you."
Then, she took out the potion she had made by chance a long time ago. It seemed that Meng Yi also had a bottle...
The effect of this medicine is that it can help the person who takes it to gain some strange ideas, the kind that comes as a flash of inspiration.
"Give."
She handed the potion to Zhang Zimin and said in a tone that sounded like she was praising me:
"This potion may help us."
She pointed at her head and said, "A drug to develop brain potential."
Zhang Zimin didn't doubt it. He knew very well that Cen Qiyun was a pharmacist.
As for the low corresponding level, this is not a problem. There are a lot of messy things in the real world, and a low level does not necessarily mean no effect.
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