After the special situation team left, Liao Wenjun stood stupidly in front of his office door.
Shen Qian glanced at him and turned around to return to his "Backup 3"
"Wait!" Liao Wenjun shouted to Shen Qian with a ferocious look on his face.
Shen Qian turned around.
"Thank you!" He squeezed out two words of thanks almost against his body's instinct. After saying that, Liao Wenjun was like a deflated ball.
Shen Qian smiled and nodded, then returned to the room.
The moment Shen Qian disappeared from the door of the room, the entire laboratory exploded.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, they were all a little excited at the moment.
"This, this handsome guy, can't he be the really handsome guy on the Internet?"
"Did you see that blue flying sword?"
"I saw it, swish."
"That man deserves to die. He actually wanted to poison us."
"You really can't see these muscles when he's wearing clothes."
Several slightly younger female researchers got together and dug out photos and videos circulating on the Internet.
My eyes are almost pressed against the screen.
Mu Qiang is engraved in his bones, and the yearning for strong individuals is in his genes.
"What are you doing! Work quickly and prepare in advance. After the first-stage screening results are out, you can immediately start the next stage of the experiment." The dignified female researcher who had been chatting with Liao Wenjun said seriously.
Suddenly, the people who were chatting together immediately dispersed.
"Oh~ I just said, don't recruit young people this time." The female researcher sighed and continued to work.
Everyone understands the burden on their shoulders, but this period of time is too stressful.
I saw some new things at this moment, and I couldn't control my depressed heart.
After Shen Qian took charge of the laboratory, all kinds of strange events that would have occurred disappeared.
Bai Lu, who was devoted to her work, was meticulous, as if she had become a robot, with no expression on her face and no emotion in her mind.
Shen Qian's strength is also steadily improving.
Half a month later, Shen Qian was already standing on the threshold of the sixth level of Qi refining. He was only one step away from entering the middle stage of Qi refining.
In the mid-term, there will be a qualitative leap in strength.
Of course, "One Thought Sutra" still stays at the second level of Qi Refining.
Yiyi Sutra has to wait until he finds the blessed land of cave heaven, and then with the help of the nourishment of the blessed land, he can break through faster.
Nowadays, it is more important to improve your realm.
Compared with the monks in the Canglan Realm, Shen Qian has more resources. Each level reaches a state of overflowing before entering the next level.
In the same realm, those monks who practiced various evil skills and matured them were no match for Shen Qian.
Not to mention that Shen Qian still practiced two techniques at the same time.
Even if the "One Thought Sutra" only has the second level of Qi Refining, a battle of the same level can still have a crushing effect.
One more means means one more chance of winning.
If Shen Qian hadn't thought about practicing any fighting skills, Shen Qian would have had one more method.
The classification of combat methods is rather complicated.
But there is a general rule.
If you are poor, you will practice boxing, if you are rich, you will practice swordsmanship, and if you are rich, you will practice martial arts.
The kind of person who has nothing to lose, just find a boxing technique to practice and that's it. Anyway, he can't get any handy weapons, so a pair of iron fists is enough.
If you have some money, you can practice some kind of weapon skills, such as sword repair, gun repair, etc. After all, there are magic weapon weapons to increase the strength, which is much stronger than a pair of physical fists.
Of course, if you are really rich, hold spiritual stones, and use spells, then you are a real monk.
The thunder method in the palm of the hand, the burning sky flame, is so powerful that it can open mountains and burn rivers, the true power of an immortal god.
But the consumption is also really high.
Don’t even think about using it during the Qi refining period.
Given the barrenness of the Canglan Realm, a single thunderbolt strike during the Foundation Establishment Stage can make a person slim three times.
If the spiritual energy is not enough, draw blood energy. Of course, if you hold the spiritual stone in your hand, you will not draw your own blood energy to replenish the spiritual energy.
Shen Qian hasn't figured out his own path yet. He will wait until he has completed his magical skills and return to Canglan Realm to search for a batch of skills.
There was a knock on the door.
"Brother, it's time to get off work!~"
Bai Lu knocked on the door and shouted with a smile.
Shen Qian opened his eyes, stood up, and put away a pile of medicinal boxes at his feet.
"So happy today?" Shen Qian could see the smile on Bai Lu's face that he couldn't hide.
"Well, I'm happy today. My sister will take you to have a big dinner."
"Let's go back to pick up Li Dongxue first."
After hearing this, Bai Lu looked resentful: "Are you still thinking about your little wife?"
"She is not my wife." Shen Qian corrected.
They in Canglan Realm don't like this nonsense, it will kill people.
Chastity and reputation cannot be tarnished.
"Yes, yes, she is not your wife, she is your granddaughter."
Bai Lu spit out her sweet tongue at Shen Qian, as delicate as a girl.
Although she has good looks and skin and is extremely talented, it is undeniable that she is thirty, oh, she will be thirty next month.
What to say about the New Year next month.
There is no such thing as Chinese New Year in the Canglan world, there is only the annual barbecue festival.
It is said to be a festival left by the God of Creation in Canglan Realm, because the God of Creation’s barbecue is delicious?
I don’t know, the legends are very outrageous anyway.
Shen Qian just listened happily.
Bai Lu told him before.
You must find a man before you are thirty.
Why tell Shen Qian?
How could he know? Just say it, you're not looking for him.
Shen Qian thought to himself: Li Dongxue is recovering quite well. I wonder if his legs will be able to regain touch next month.
Although I really want to refute my granddaughter's statement, after all, this is what I said in the first place.
"Oh, let's just say a granddaughter is a granddaughter."
Shen Qian didn't care. All the relationships in this world didn't matter to him.
The two changed into their own clothes, then put on their helmets and walked to the garage.
A motorcycle in the color of blue sky and white clouds was parked quietly in the parking space of the garage.
BMW Double R, this is Shen Qian’s latest car.
The biological laboratory building of the Academy of Dragon Science is in the Magic City, which is too congested.
Driving a motorcycle can save a lot of time.
Shen Qian stepped into the car, and Bai Lu also stood on tiptoe and stepped on the small step, then lifted up her long legs and climbed into the back seat easily and skillfully.
Buzz——
Shen Qian twisted the accelerator twice.
Bai Lu reached forward and wrapped her arms around Shen Qian's waist, leaning naturally on Shen Qian's back.
At the moment of contact, the muscles in Shen Qian's back were obviously tense for a moment.
With long hair shawl, thin waist and long legs, even wearing a helmet, it can be seen that Bai Lu is a top beauty. This combination has a high rate of turning heads on the road.
To ride in Shen Qian's car, you need to have absolute trust in him.
Because he hardly slows down, except when waiting for traffic lights.
So it was an adrenaline rush the whole time.
Bai Lu has long been obsessed with this feeling.
A boring day requires a long, dry car ride to relieve it.
Wherever spiritual thoughts reach, there is a smooth path.
The white figure flashing past in the traffic has long become the envy and jealousy of the drivers commuting at this point.
"It's really annoying for someone who is short of food. Morning and night he will have to eat from home!"
A driver looked over at the slim figure in the back seat of the car in front of him, feeling very sad.
But when I was distracted, I suddenly caught up with the rear of the car in front.
"Depend on!"
The driver slapped the steering wheel angrily.
"I'll be there later, and I'll be there on the way (I'll be there later, something happened on the way)"
The driver of the car in front silently sent a voice message, tugged on his tie with a bad expression, opened the door and got out of the car.
