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Chapter 44 Productivity Constraints

The next day.

The morning sun shines through the window and hits Tang Zhirou's delicate face.

"ah!"

Hearing this exclamation, Zheng Dong walked into the room with his toothbrush in his mouth and his slippers.

"Are you awake?" Zheng Dong said vaguely while brushing his teeth.

"You and I......"

Tang Zhirou violently pulled the thin air-conditioning blanket over her body, and then started crying in a low voice.

When Zheng Dong heard her crying, he secretly said trouble.

"Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Tang Zhirou cried quietly for a long time before she recovered. She began to recall what happened yesterday, but her memory became completely blank after taking a sip of the water Xiaoman handed her.

Broken.

Zheng Dong recounted what happened yesterday exactly. After hearing this, Tang Zhirou gradually let down her guard.

"You mean, you saved me?"

Hearing her timid words, Zheng Dong sighed: "What do you think?"

"That......"

"I've already told you what happened. As for whether you want to call the police or what to do, I can help you make a personal ID."

Zheng Dong spread his hands.

After hearing this, Tang Zhirou basically believed it.

"Oh, by the way, after I brought you back last night, I found that no one was at your house and I didn't find the key on you, so I brought you back."

"My keys are in my schoolbag at school." When she heard Zheng Dong say to take her back, Tang Zhirou kept pinching her fingers and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Zheng Dong didn't ask stupid things like why your mother wasn't at home. He had lived here for so many days, and he still knew a lot of secrets from the other side because of his extraordinary hearing.

"what's your name?"

Tang Zhirou raised her head, her pretty face stained with tears could be seen. Zheng Dong glanced at it and looked away unconsciously.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking others?"

"My name is Tang Zhirou, Zhou Zhiruo's Zhi, weak Rou, what about you?"

"Zheng Dong." Zheng Dong nodded.

"Zheng Dong." Tang Zhirou whispered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zheng Dong didn't know how to guess and didn't bother to guess what the girl was thinking. Seeing that Tang Zhirou was fine, he wanted to issue an eviction order.

"Gulu gulu."

There was an embarrassing sound of abdominal rumble, and Tang Zhirou's face turned red and she became even more confused.

"Would you like instant noodles?"

After hearing this, she blushed and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"There are new toothbrushes in the cabinet on the sink, and there's only one towel for washing your face. I'll take it if you don't mind."

After saying that, Zheng Dong walked back to the sink, finished cleaning up and started making two portions of instant noodles.

Tang Zhiruo washed up very quickly and came out of the bathroom in a short time.

"sit down."

Zheng Dong pointed to the seat at the dining table and started eating noodles alone.

Seeing how delicious Zheng Dong was eating, Tang Zhirou swallowed her saliva, sat down carefully, and ate the noodles quickly.

Zheng Dong saw her eating so deliciously, shook his head and smiled, this girl was quite generous.

finish breakfast.

"Are you going home or going to school?"

Zheng Dong could see from Tang Zhirou's demeanor that she did not want to call the police. Firstly, she was not actually harmed. Secondly, if word of this happened spread, it would be bad for girls.

"School is on holiday, and my mother...has something to do and can't come back for the time being."

After hearing this, Zheng Dong had a headache. What does it mean? I'm relying on it?

"Okay, then you can go back when your mother comes back. I will go to work later. If you feel bored, you can watch TV and surf the Internet by yourself. There is a key in the entrance hall. Remember to take it with you when you go out."

After giving instructions and thinking that there were no secrets at home, Zheng Dong opened the door and walked out.

When Tang Zhirou saw Zheng Dong walking out of the house, her heart completely relaxed.

After visiting Zheng Dong's house, Tang Zhirou found that his home was very neat and tidy. It was not obvious that it was a man's place, except that the kitchen was relatively empty.

She opened the refrigerator and found that it was empty. Except for a few bottles of drinks and instant noodles, there was no food at all.

As if thinking of something, she picked up the key from the entrance, opened the door and walked towards the supermarket downstairs.

evening.

Zheng Dong came back from get off work at the martial arts gym. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Taking a closer look, Tang Zhirou was wearing an apron, with her back to Zheng Dong, standing in front of the stove that had never been turned on since he moved, cooking.

"Can you still cook?"

"ah!"

The sudden sound startled Tang Zhirou.

Zheng Dong looked at Tang Zhirou's helpless look and said quickly: "Watch the fire."

Then he said: "Want to help?"

Tang Zhirou calmed down and said playfully: "Please help me pick the celery."

Although Zheng Dong rarely turns on the fire, he can still cook, but he just doesn't do it well. After hearing Tang Zhirou's instructions, he quickly helped her pick the vegetables.

"Thank you for last night!"

Zheng Dong's ears were astonishing, and he naturally heard Tang Zhi's voice of thanks as soft as a mosquito's moan.

"You're welcome," he said while picking vegetables, "I'm just curious, why do you hang out with that kind of girl?"

"You mean Xiaoman?"

Zheng Dong nodded as he thought of the beautiful woman who had been beaten to a reddish state by him.

"I... don't have many friends in school. Everyone rejects me," Tang Zhirou said, her movements gradually slowing down, "She is the only one willing to talk to me."

"Rejecting you?" Zheng Dong immediately thought of her mother's identity, coupled with Tang Zhirou's weak character, and he understood clearly.

"But I'm used to it." Having said this, a smile appeared on Tang Zhirou's face again.

Hearing this, Zheng Dong didn't know how to comfort him and could only remain silent.

After dinner, Tang Zhirou said goodbye to Zheng Dong. Sure enough, her mother went home after a while.

Tang Zhirou knew the time very accurately. It was obvious that she did this not once or twice.

...

After sending Tang Zhirou away, Zheng Dong put the matter behind him and re-examined the situation in the other world.

At present, the work of mining and transporting rocks on Crescent Island has basically been completed, and the construction of the city is in full swing thanks to the efforts of the indigenous people.

For a while, Allen was free again.

The plan to build a new city and plantation would take at least several months. For such a long time, Zheng Dong would not be able to let Allen sit idle like this.

Zheng Dong has felt that the biggest obstacle currently restricting his development is not the lack of potion ingredients, but the lack of potion pharmacists.

Now under Zheng Dong, only Fulun can refine knight potions and extraordinary potions.

It's not that Zheng Dong is unwilling to teach the indigenous people to make potions, but that making potions requires the use of mental power, which involves the practice of meditation by the caster.

The cultivation of a spell caster is different from that of a knight. It has very high requirements for the qualifications of the cultivator. Not everyone can practice, this is one of them.

Secondly, even if you can practice meditation and possess spiritual power, refining potions is not an easy task. It requires a lot of practical operations to train a qualified potion pharmacist.

Due to various constraints, Zheng Dong was destined to be unable to quickly mass-produce potion pharmacists.
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