When Mrs. Zhuge heard this, she said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Chen. Thank you very much, Mr. Chen. We will definitely do what Mr. Chen said, and these are what our Zhuge family should do."
"Well, regarding the research on this big tree, our Zhuge family has established a special ancient tree research center. In this research center, Mr. Chen holds 51% of the shares. Our Zhuge family will set up a research center in three days.
The R&D center will be established within a few days.”
Chen Yang thought for a while and said: "Okay, thank you for your kindness. Let's do this. After the R&D center is established, I will also send some subordinates to the R&D center and we will study this stock together."
After the discussion, Chen Yang put down his cell phone and returned to Nongwu Village. He told the surrounding villagers about his decision and told them not to be nervous. Someone from the Zhuge family would settle them all down the next day.
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Chen Yang walked towards the back of the village again.
Behind the village stands a wooden temple.
This is the Tu Di Niang Niang Temple in Nongwu Village. For any matter, the villagers of Nong Wu Village will pray through this Tu Tu Niang Niang Temple for her approval.
The so-called empress of the earth is naturally this huge ancient tree.
Chen Yang stood in front of the Tu Tu Niang Niang Temple and said, "You don't have to worry anymore. I have discussed it with the other party and will protect you."
"In addition, you have lived for thousands of years. Logically speaking, you should have witnessed many changes and have your own path of cultivation. If you have any needs in the future, just tell my subordinates and we will try our best to help you."
There was a "whirring" sound from the Temple of the Earth Goddess, and the wind formed a very hoarse human language: "Thank you, but I have an old enemy still alive in the world. If it knows that I am hiding here, it will definitely
Come and deal with me. It is a blood-crowned snake that has lived for an unknown number of years. If it comes, please help me, sir."
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of the big tree. He didn't expect that the big tree could find a way. Although it couldn't speak, it could control the flow rate of the air.
Its earth temple has many holes. When air passes through these holes at different speeds, it can make various sounds.
As expected of an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, he can actually understand human language!
But this big tree actually has an old enemy, a snake that has lived for thousands of years. What is that? Is it the White Snake?
Chen Yang laughed when he heard this, and he said to the big tree: "I am surprised that a big tree can live for thousands of years, but I am not surprised and can understand it. But if a snake lives for thousands of years,
If so, wouldn't it be a snake demon? I'm afraid I can't deal with such a snake demon, right?"
The voice of the big tree roared out: "No, it has only lived a little longer. It is not as magical as your human fairy tales, but its strength is certainly not weak. Anyway, sir, please do your best when the time comes.
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Chen Yang nodded and said: "Okay, since you said so, then I will ask my subordinates to set up a monitoring system around you, just in case you are really attacked by a strange snake."
After Chen Yang and Dashu finished their discussion, they turned and left.
After getting the third cauldron, Chen Yang couldn't wait. He wanted to return to Qingzhou City immediately, return to his bedroom, and absorb the bronze cauldron he got from the village chief.
Chen Yang returned to the urban area of Luofeng County to meet up with Zhuque, and the two of them got on the high-speed rail and returned directly to Qingzhou City.
Three hours later, Chen Yang sat in his bedroom.
He took out the mother tripod he got from Qinling Mountains, and then put the new bronze tripod furnace into the mother tripod.
The next moment, the two cauldrons completely merged together.
Strange runes lit up instantly on top of the cauldron...
