"Would you consider working in a research institute to make honey later?"

Fang Ke looked at Gao Xiaolan.

He has a good memory and still remembers Gao Xiaolan saying that half of the third floor of the research institute seems to be a place for cultivating spiritual plants.

"Yes." Gao Xiaolan admitted: "The institute has many research projects, and spiritual plant preparation is one of them. We have collected many spiritual plant cultivations that can be transplanted."

"The quantity is still too small." Zhuang Feng shook his head and called directly on the aircraft.

Direct call to King Wu and Wang Pan.

Two minutes later, Fang Ke took over all the pollination work of spiritual plants in the human realm.

Return to the institute.

The caterpillar that was left to eat leaves for two days will finally evolve to level 9!

"Have you been raising it for a month?" Zhuang Feng glanced at it: "If this were a normal butterfly, the eggs would almost hatch into larvae."

Gao Xiaolan chuckled.

Fang Ke didn't blush: "To be honest, Teacher Zhuang, I trained caterpillars for the process of emerging from cocoons and turning into butterflies."

He continued without shame.

"I doubt that a caterpillar will transform into a butterfly at all. According to the scroll, caterpillars and butterflies are two different creatures!"

Gao Xiaolan was startled and nodded slightly: "It's not impossible."

Zhuang Feng's lips raised slightly: "What you said makes sense, but I think you just made it up."

Facing the probing gazes of the two men, Fang Ke said decisively.

"The caterpillar has reached level nine!"

Caterpillar: Level 9

Quantity:1

Features: A small thing that likes to eat leaves. It can make people's skin red and swollen and can be used as fish bait.

Evolution: Edible Spirit Plant Leaves

Fang Ke immediately shook his head: "In less than four or five days, I probably won't be able to reach level 10."

In the next few days.

As long as there is news from the mountains and resources are ready, Fang Ke will go there to upgrade mosquitoes, sandworms, mantises, and ants.

The rest of the time, he spends his time practicing in the research institute.

Mosquito's blood elixir, ant's body tempering fluid, bone tempering powder, spiritual stone, blood holy skill.

Feeding with a lot of resources.

Twelve days after Fang Ke arrived at the research institute, his bone tempering level exceeded 10% and he entered the realm of a second-grade warrior.

The bones at this time can already support him to explode with a force of 7,000 kilograms, which is comparable to an ordinary seventh-level warrior!

But in fact.

Because Fang Ke has been taking blood pills and using body quenching liquid to temper his body.

So.

Fang Ke's physical body has more powerful explosive power, but because his bones are not tempered enough, if he goes all out, his bones will not be able to hold up.

"At a critical moment, it is still possible to explode with a blow."

"Furthermore, with full energy and strong explosive power, I can always exert a force of around 7,000 kilograms, even if it exceeds a little, it will be fine."

"But for ordinary seventh-level warriors, their strongest explosive power is only 7,000 kilograms. The amount they can hit with a casual blow during battle must be less than 7,000 kilograms."

"This is also my advantage!"

"If you use a knife, you will be stronger."

"But my sword skills are not good enough..."

Fang Ke shook his head.

Although the Blood Saint Sword is not difficult, and requires a clean and domineering approach, there are still various subtleties in it that require him to understand carefully, and the practice is not very fast.

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside the room, which made him startled slightly.

I checked the time and saw that it was still morning. At this time, many researchers had not yet gotten off work.

Even after get off work, I usually go back to my room, fall asleep, wake up and go to the laboratory, with no time for activities at all.

Tell the truth.

These researchers are even worse than the aliens in the prison below - at least the aliens only have to sleep when they are allowed to relax their muscles.

As for researchers, they even have to squeeze in time to sleep.

There is no time to make any noise.

So.

Fang Ke opened the door and took a look.

All of them are very young, both male and female, energetic and with thick hair. At first glance, they are definitely not researchers.

They were choosing a room - they didn't know what to choose among identical rooms, and they kept discussing with each other.

Gao Xiaolan was surrounded by the crowd and was very popular.

Fang Ke leaned on the door and shook his head.

"Hey brother, which school are you from? How come you're here earlier than us?" Someone saw him and stepped forward and asked.

"I came here right after the college entrance examination." Fang Ke said while looking at the other person.

This is a young man of average height, slightly dark skin, and medium build. He looks a little older than Fang Ke and has energetic eyes.

"My name is Pei Bing. I am a junior at Wuhan University in the Imperial Capital. My brother, your school has a holiday very early."

"Fang Ke." Fang Ke nodded: "It's been almost half a month."

He knew that the vacation they were talking about was not the same thing, but he didn't explain it.

"Hey, Brother Fang." Pei Bing took two steps closer and glanced ahead. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Pei Bing asked in a low voice.

"You are also a volunteer, right? What experiments have been done here? Are there any high-risk ones? How many credits have you earned?"

Fang Ke's eyes flashed slightly.

Volunteer?

Earn credits?

"I haven't made much money," he said vaguely: "I've done a lot of experiments, there's nothing dangerous about it, and I won't do anything that is dangerous."

Pei Bing nodded, then shook his head: "Why come here if you don't take the risk? I heard that there are experimental projects worth tens of thousands of credits here. Do you know what's going on?"

"I haven't heard of it," Fang Ke shook his head: "But it's definitely not easy. Why do you earn so many credits?"

"Buy bone quenching powder!" Pei Bing said: "If it weren't for my bone quenching speed, I wouldn't be a volunteer. The school's summer vacation tasks give me very few credits, which is not enough for me!"

"The credits are few, but the mission is safe."

"What's the use of safety!" Pei Bing grinned: "If you are safe, you will have fewer credits and cannot buy bone tempering powder, so your martial arts advancement will be slow! If your advancement is slow, you will not be considered a genius and will be left behind.

!"

"One step is slow, each step is slow!" Pei Bing said: "If you want to practice martial arts, if you don't fight or fight, what kind of martial arts can you practice? How can you kill thousands of people!?"

He spoke calmly, but Fang Ke could hear the enthusiasm and madness in his tone.

This is a cultivator.

"Brother Fang." Pei Bing said: "You came early, do you have any way to know where there are high-credit tasks? Tell me, brother, I will take you to do something big next time, there will be a big opportunity!"

Fang Ke shook his head slightly: "I really haven't heard of it."

"Hey, Fang Ke!"

Gao Xiaolan's voice came from the front: "Come on, let me introduce you to your future seniors!"

Pei Bing was startled, with several question marks appearing on his face.

Fang Ke smiled at him and walked forward.

Everyone made way for him.

He walked to Gao Xiaolan's side.

"Fang Ke, these are all from the Imperial Martial Arts University. Wan Bin is a fourth-year student and a ninth-level warrior!"

"Senior Sister Yu Ji, beginning her third year of school, is a ninth-level warrior!"

"Zhang Xun, seventh grade. Feng Jie, eighth grade..."

Gao Xiaolan nodded in a circle, and everyone nodded towards Fang Ke with a smile.

After all, it was the person introduced by Senior Sister Xiaolan.

They thought in their hearts that Fang Ke had a gentle attitude.

After hearing this, Fang Ke looked around at everyone, nodded and smiled: "Hello, seniors and sisters, my name is Fang Ke, and I will go to the Imperial Wuhan University to study after school starts."

Behind the crowd.

Pei Bing listened to his self-introduction, his mouth opened wide and his face looked strange: "This guy..."

Senior Yu Ji, whom Gao Xiaolan just introduced, is tall, fair-skinned, and has a beautiful smile.

"Welcome Junior Fang, which continent are you from? You are valued by Senior Xiaolan after graduating from high school. You must be the top martial arts scholar in which continent, right?"

Others nodded.

Being able to enter the Binhai Research Institute before going to college is not something that ordinary people can do. If you are the top martial arts scholar in any continent, it would be normal.

There are even one or two martial arts champions from various continents who have broken through to become martial arts masters!

Fang Ke smiled softly.

"I am from Dongzhou, but I am not the number one scholar in Zhouwu. I am the number one scholar in Longcheng Wen."

Dragon City? What small county?

Top scholar in literature? Liberal arts student!?
Chapter completed!