Chapter two thousand and seventy-fifth tire blending fluid
"Bring those bottles of fetal fluid, he will come." When Dean Tiandao mentioned the fetal fluid, the corner of his mouth twitched obviously, as if he had a toothache.
"Give it to him, wouldn't it be all ruined?" Lao Dong and other instructors were shocked.
"Besides this, do you have any other ways to lower the temperature of the Blood Feather Sword to our needs?" Dean Tiandao's eyes swept across everyone's faces, and everyone was speechless.
"Go ahead and bring the fetal fluid over there and feed it to the dog." Dean Tiandao sighed and said.
Lao Dong said nothing more, gritted his teeth and left the laboratory.
"What is the fetal fluid?" Han Sen looked at Bai Zhen and asked. He was not interested in who Dean Tiandao would invite. He must be a master of cold power. This has nothing to do with Han Sen.
But that tire fluid seemed to be something very powerful, and Han Sen was very curious about it.
Bai Zhen whispered to Han Sen: "Fetal Combination Fluid is one of the main research results of our Tiandao Academy. It is made from many high-grade heterogeneous materials through many complicated processes. It is very effective for the evolution of high-grade heterogeneous species. I heard that if the king
If the super mutants regularly use fetal fluid, they may even have a chance to advance to deification."
"So strong?" Han Sen was shocked. Being able to turn a king into a god is really amazing.
"It's just that there is a slight chance. The actual possibility is very low. However, it is not difficult to promote the Duke to the king level. According to our experimental records, it only takes ten bottles of fetal fluid at most." Bai Zhen said with some pride.
"No wonder Zhentian Palace is so powerful that it can even create kings. How many kings have you created?" Han Sen asked in surprise.
"One." Bai Zhen stretched out a finger in frustration. Seeing Han Sen's shock, Bai Zhen continued: "It's hard to find the materials for fetal fluid, and the final product was only about 20 bottles in total. The experiment at the beginning
Part of it was used, and later the king who was promoted used another ten bottles, and there are only seven or eight bottles left, and there are no more materials to make it."
Han Sen thought to himself: "Since it can't be mass-produced, what's the use of researching this crap?"
Seemingly seeing through Han Sen's thoughts, Bai Zhen explained: "The hybrid fluid cannot be produced in large quantities, but after changing some materials, a kind of alienation fluid was derived. It is still very useful for ordinary alien species. If used in large quantities,
If so, it would not be difficult for a marquis to be promoted to a duke, and it would be even easier for an earl to be promoted to a marquis. It is currently widely used in our Zhentian Palace."
Since no one had been invited over, the refining work was stopped. Han Sen and the others waited all morning before finally seeing Lao Dong walking in with someone.
"Senior Yu." Han Sen was surprised when he saw the man, it turned out to be Yu Shanxin, and he quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Why are you here?" Yu Shanxin was holding a dog in her hand. The dog was lazy and lacked energy and had khaki fur.
Han Sen has seen many such dogs before, the kind of native dogs that run around in the streets of his hometown. However, a strong man like Yu Shanxin would definitely not be carrying a native dog with him. Maybe he just looks like a native dog.
A high-level variant of dog, perhaps a king-level variant, or even half-step to deification.
"The dean asked me to assist in refining the Blood Feather Sword." Han Sen said.
"I see, how much benefit has the dean given you?" Yu Shanxin asked with a smile.
"This is what a disciple should do." Han Sen said quickly, but the dean didn't give him a penny and was directly pulled over by Bai Zhen.
Yu Shanxin reached out and patted Han Sen on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are a good person like me."
Before Han Sen could say anything, Yu Shanxin turned to look at the dean and said, "Dean, you won't refuse to pay me for my hard work, right?"
"Don't worry, what I promised will not change." The old dean snorted coldly.
"Then bring it, pay for the hard work first and then work." Yu Shanxin stretched out her hand and said, her appearance was not reserved at all.
"Give it to him." The old dean gritted his teeth and said to Lao Dong.
With a distressed look on his face, Lao Dong opened a sealed box and saw a total of seven 200 ml transparent containers in the sealed box. Lao Dong carefully picked up one and was about to hand it to Yu Shanxin, but Yu Shanxin...
He grabbed it directly, swept it with his other hand, and grabbed four items from the box.
"There are five in total, and I didn't take any more." Yu Shanxin said, looking at Lao Dong and the old dean who looked pained.
Han Sen carefully looked at the fetal fluid in Yu Shanxin's hand. It looked like a transparent liquid, and there didn't seem to be anything special about it.
"Old Huang, there is something delicious." Yu Shanxin opened a bottle of fetal fluid and poured it towards the native dog.
The native dog suddenly trembled, got up from the ground, opened his mouth and swallowed all the fetal fluid poured out by Yu Shanxin, and then licked his tongue with unsatisfied intentions, as if to say: "My lips are not moist yet."
Here, here’s another one.”
Without saying a word, Yu Shanxin opened another one and poured it towards the old yellow dog.
Lao Huang squeaked again and swallowed another tube of fetal fluid.
"Can you please stop wasting good things?" Lao Dong lost his temper and shouted angrily at Yu Shanxin with a heartbroken look on his face.
"Dean, what's going on? This should be my thing, right? Did I do something wrong?" Yu Shanxin's eyes widened and she looked at the old dean with confusion.
The old dean waved his hand to Lao Dong, indicating that he should stop talking, and then said to Yu Shanxin: "You have collected the things, it's time to work. After you finish the work, you can even pour all the fetal fluid into the ditch.
No one here will say a word to you."
Yu Shanxin smiled slightly, but opened a bottle with both hands and poured them all to Lao Huang. Lao Huang burped after drinking. Obviously, he had no intention of giving face to the old dean and wanted to finish feeding the fetal fluid first.
"It seems that Old Huang can't drink it anymore. The remaining one is of no use. Let's play with it." Yu Shanxin flicked the remaining fetal fluid in front of Han Sen.
Han Sen stretched out his hand to catch it, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't know why Yu Shanxin gave him such a precious fetal fluid.
Han Sen wanted to say something, but Yu Shanxin stretched out and said, "Okay, let's get to work."
After saying that, he walked towards the Absolute Container, stretched out a hand and pressed it to the Absolute Container. Everyone in Tiandaoyuan immediately became nervous and returned to their respective jobs.
Yu Shanxin's hand was like ice jade, pressing on the crystal container. A hole suddenly appeared in the crystal container, allowing Yu Shanxin's palm to penetrate directly, but the container still tightened, wrapping Yu Shanxin's arm.
, not a trace of air or debris entered it with Yu Shanxin's palm.
Yu Shanxin pressed her palm on the blood-feathered sword, and a clicking sound suddenly came from the blood-feathered sword, like the sound of ice cubes being cracked by freezing.