Wen Rensheng and Zhao Han were fully armed and were allowed to enter after thorough disinfection and sterilization.
"Mr. Wenren, Ms. Zhao, this is the No. 1 expulsion potion we made, a temporary emergency version. This version is made using the blood remaining in the body of the first and only victim."
A researcher pointed at a bottle of light green potion and introduced it to the two of them.
"After preliminary testing, it can effectively block the connection between the subject and Blood Thread without inducing additional reactions. The principle is to imitate the mysterious signal sent by the subject to Blood Thread, making Blood Thread mistakenly think that he is still alive, so he disconnects the connection
When , self-destruction will not occur.”
Wen Rensheng nodded: "Okay, give me a copy of the production method. I will make one on site. You can use it to compare the effects and choose the better one for clinical testing."
The researcher was a little surprised, but there were instructions from above that any request from Wen Rensheng must be met.
So he turned around and went to a data room inside to get the production method and gave it to Wen Rensheng.
Wen Rensheng asked for a medicine room and went in without letting others disturb him.
At this time, the researchers in the laboratory were already discussing in their own work groups.
"That guy just came over and asked for the production method. He actually wants to make it himself and wants to do a comparison test?"
"Does he think he can achieve better results by using the same method?"
"Obviously I don't trust the skills of people like myself, and I don't trust the abilities of people like myself!"
"Who does he think he is?"
The more the researchers discussed, the angrier they became.
But after all, they are real people, not supporting characters in Liu Jian's world. They have no habit of slapping Wen Rensheng in the face, and they have no related tasks.
Slapping Wen Rensheng in the face will do them no good at all, but will do a lot of harm.
So I will only criticize it in private circles.
"He is the youngest alien master, the owner of ancient seeds, the fastest person to become an alien expert, the most generous alien teacher, the most handsome alien, and the idol of female aliens"
Someone copied Wen Rensheng’s public information from some internal information.
"Damn it, the first one is fine, but I don't agree with the last two titles. He is obviously not as handsome as me."
A researcher bravely posted a photo of himself and received a wave of contemptuous memes.
"Okay, you acid bugs, there is one thing that best reflects the strength of this person - this mutant master, he turned his family, including a driver and a cousin into mutants!" p>
"Do you know what this means?" a female researcher asked.
"This means that he is a male peacock among aliens. It tells us clearly that he can still be alive and kicking even if he is dragging a lot of burdens." A male researcher said sourly.
"It's good to know. The ancients said that when you meet a wise man, you will learn from them, instead of being sour here." The female researcher said disdainfully.
Zhao Han, who was sitting on a stool in the laboratory waiting, was a little worried at this time.
Although she knows that Wen Rensheng is very powerful, can he compare with this professional in making potions?
But as a student of Wen Rensheng, of course she couldn't openly question her teacher in front of outsiders.
She looked at the busy researchers next to her with obvious disdain.
If the teacher fails, it will definitely be embarrassing.
"Stupid Zhao Han is still as stupid as before. Why didn't she think about whether Wen Rensheng would do useless work? Why did the Inspectorate allow him to obtain the production method?"
"Xiaobai, don't bring in private goods. I already know that the passive prompts given by the narrator are similar to machine programs and will not be sarcastic to the host at all." Zhao Han said dissatisfied.
"No wonder people often say that children are the cutest when they are four or five years old and silly, and then the older they get, the more bearish they become."
"Sorry, I'm really sorry that I turned into a bear."
"It's okay, you won't live long anyway, I can afford to wait. Next time I will choose a landlord whose intelligence has stopped developing."
"What do you mean I won't live long?" Zhao Han felt a little panicked.
"It means I can't live for hundreds of years."
"Hundreds of years, it's long enough." Zhao Han said with satisfaction.
"Then do you know how long Wen Rensheng can live, how long Wu Shanshan can live, and how long that person can live?"
"How long will they all live?"
"I can't tell, it's thousands of years at least. Do you still think your life span is long enough?"
"Well, suddenly it doesn't smell good anymore." Zhao Han said frustrated.
At this moment, suddenly the door of the pharmaceutical room opened.
Wen Rensheng came out with a tube of dark green potion.
The researchers looked up.
A female researcher walked over diligently: "Teacher Wen, you made it so quickly?"
"Are you trying to fool us?" another researcher whispered.
Wen Rensheng handed over the potion, and the female researcher quickly took it away to do a comparative test of the effects.
The effect parameter indicators have been set long ago. All you need to do is test the relevant indicators of this bottle of medicine.
A female researcher enters a testing room with a potion.
Everyone is waiting, anxious, expecting, ignoring, and even gloating
Zhao Han felt that those guys who took pleasure in others' misfortune should be beaten up.
After all, everyone is working hard to understand and save lives. If Teacher Wenren makes a more effective medicine, he should be happy.
Is it because of the relationship between winning and losing that the original purpose of making potions has been ignored?
More than half an hour later, the test room door was pushed open.
The female researcher held the tube of dark green potion with an expression of disbelief and shock.
"It must be that the effect was so bad that Xiaoyan was so frightened that she was speechless," a male researcher said self-righteously.
Before he finished speaking, he saw a female researcher rushing to Wen Rensheng's side: "Master, please tell me, did you add any catalyst or adjust any production process?"
"I didn't create or change anything, I just completely copied all your production processes." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
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"Then why is the effect several times better than mine? This is several times, not an improvement of tens of percent!" the female researcher shouted.
She completely lacks the calm temperament she used to have.
"Maybe it's because I'm too handsome and God will give me food. When I threw the dice, I had a great success." Wen Rensheng said with a smile.
His mysterious seed has two functions: passively increasing the effect of all mysterious fields, actively consuming mystery, and improving the effect of mysterious skills.
He has long discovered that even if he does not know a certain skill, as long as he masters the relevant skills, he can still get a basic passive increase when using them.
When making mysterious medicine, the effect of the potion will also be enhanced.
But there is a resonance link between Zhao Han and other family members, and the alien species and him.
But unless they learn the "mysterious medicine technique", they will not be able to enjoy this increase when making medicines.
The same is true for other mysterious skills they have mastered, but have not been able to sublimate into mysterious skills.
He has thought about this problem carefully.
Finally come to a conclusion.
After the resonance link, their alien species are equivalent to a subset of their own alien species.
Mysterious skills are engraved on alien species and can naturally be amplified.
The various abilities and skills they have mastered have nothing to do with the alien species, so naturally they are not regarded as a subset of themselves by the mysterious species, and cannot be amplified.
He believed that only a genius like him could think clearly about such a complicated relationship between increases.
Zhao Han was stunned.
She never expected that Wen Rensheng would be able to make a potion several times more effective than the other person just by copying the process!
She couldn't understand this kind of ability no matter what.
"Stupid, since it can enhance your skills, why can't you enhance the potions you make? This is obviously something that is easy to think of."
"I can't believe how sorry I am for you."
At this moment, the researchers went crazy and quickly checked the test report that had just been released on their computers.
Wen Rensheng then said to the female researcher: "Hurry up and use it for clinical trials. If it proves to be effective, I will continue to work on it."
"Yes, Teacher Wenren." The female researcher said respectfully.
In the field of research, whoever is stronger is the teacher.
