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"Lao Cai, why are you so sure that that little girl is not a culture medium?" Sun Suhe asked pretending to be casual.
"Because if she is a cultivator, then she will never be able to develop poetic talent. Although I am not the specific person in charge of this project, I know that this project has one of the most important principles, which is the cultivation process of poetic weapons.
, we must ensure that it will never be discovered by unrelated external forces. Therefore, the custodian responsible for this project has made complete plans for all possible situations."
Sun Suhe looked interested and asked: "Oh, for example, for an emergency like now, what kind of plan would it be?"
Cai Xunru recalled it carefully, "I don't know the specific method. However, in the current emergency situation, the project will be frozen directly, and the custodian will take the materials and move them to hide. As for the culture media that have not yet been harvested, some will
They will be automatically destroyed due to the loss of the custodian's supply of drugs. There are also some drugs that the custodian values especially that grow particularly well. They will
Various special scenarios are designed to stimulate growth while secretly flowing out some dormant drugs. Once an emergency occurs, those culture media will take the initiative to take dormant drugs, and then lose their memory and hibernate temporarily. In this way, after the limelight passes,
The custodian can then come and harvest again. But no matter what the case is, it is impossible to use the poetic talent during this period."
"In addition to "Repaying Cao and His Majesty's Visits to Xiang County," does your bamboo forest contain any other poetic talents?" Sun Suhe asked with a smile.
Cai Xunru said solemnly: "Mr. Su He, there is really nothing else. Poetic talent is so rare and precious. It is just a coincidence that we have collected such a piece because of Wang Yuyu."
"That's true, haha, I just asked casually. Tell me about the culture medium again. Your cultivation process is quite interesting."
"Hey, kids are easy to deceive. But I'm not interested in this, and it's not my responsibility, so I don't know much about it in detail." Cai Xunru said with some embarrassment.
"It's okay, let's talk about it, just talk about it." Sun Suhe picked up a piece of barbecued pork and stuffed it into his mouth, "Without a story to go with it, it would be a bit boring to just eat barbecued pork."
"That's right." Cai Xunru also picked up a piece of barbecued pork and said while eating: "I remember that at the earliest time, I directly scared the culture cultivators and forced them to fight. Later, I found out that I could make up a story for them and give them some vision to give them some ideas.
With a sense of mission and subjective initiative, the success rate can be improved a lot. I think about it, it was the Black Ball 1 routine earlier..."
The two of them talked while eating, and quickly finished a plate of barbecued pork.
Sun Suhe suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, but he still couldn't help but said sarcastically: "You are really thoughtful. No matter how hard you try, it is all in your calculations. Hope and despair are fertilizers."
Cai Xunru thought Sun Suhe was saying some complimentary words, so he chuckled and said modestly: "These are just tricks for ordinary people. The technology developed by the old man is truly brilliant. So many people in Yuanyuan Island have been doing it for so many years.
The poetic weapon that came out is not half a bucket of water, and it is far behind the old man."
Sun Suhe put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm going to see if the little girl is awake. Lao Cai, I feel like the barbecued pork sauce could be a little sweeter?"
"Yeah, I think so too. It should be a little sweeter." Cai Xunru rubbed his hands with great interest, "I'll try to make it again."
Sun Suhe happened to meet Yu Yingxiong coming out on the stairs.
"Su He, that little girl just woke up." You Yingxiong said.
"Really? That's great. Officer You, why don't you stay for dinner? There's barbecued pork."
"No, I still have something to do at work. As you know, I've been getting busier and busier lately. Hey, I originally said I'd treat you to a meal, but it turned out that I didn't get the meal. I'll pick you up tomorrow. I'll definitely treat you to a meal tomorrow.
You." You Yingxiong tactfully reminded Sun Suhe not to forget to see Fang Jide tomorrow.
"Okay, then I'll call you tomorrow and let you know the time."
Sun Suhe pushed the door open and entered the room. Cheng Zitong was already awake and was sitting on the bed talking to Alice. As soon as Sun Suhe entered the door, Cheng Zitong visibly shrank and leaned towards Alice. He couldn't help but hold the hand holding the quilt.
It was a little tight, and she was a little afraid of Sun Suhe.
Sun Suhe could naturally see Cheng Zitong's reaction. He was a little embarrassed and helpless. He could only put on what he thought was the kindest smile and asked: "What do you think? Are you feeling better?"
Ellie complained without any politeness: "What are you laughing at? You're laughing like a ghost. It scared this little girl."
She waved her hand and said, "Come here quickly."
"Huh? Just get out if you say so? I won't come over." If there were only two people, then just get out. But there was a little girl here, and Sun Suhe felt that it would be too shameless to just get out.
"Okay, okay, can you please come over?" Alice narrowed her eyes and smiled.
Sun Suhe frowned slightly and walked to the bed, "Why do I feel like you have some conspiracy?"
Alice sat by the bed, patted Sun Suhe's arm and said, "Squat down a little."
"What are you doing?" Sun Suhe asked while still squatting down.
Alice grabbed Cheng Zitong's hand and slapped Sun Suhe on the face. Sun Suhe reacted quickly and quickly reached out to protect his face, but the back of his hand was slapped, and he suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.
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"You idiot, what are you doing?"
"Little Chengzi, look, he is very weak. There is no need to be afraid of him. What are you afraid of?" Alice held Cheng Zitong's hand and said with a smile.
Cheng Zitong couldn't help but laugh out loud. The tension and fear in her heart eased a lot, and she felt more or less relaxed.
"You are such an idiot." Sun Suhe stood up and touched the back of his hand, "How did you become a group so quickly?"
"Because I'm good-looking. And you knocked someone's little girl unconscious and you're not allowed to slap you."
"Please, I was trying to save her. I thought her head was going to explode from the pain, so I took action, and I also controlled the force very well."
"Oh, really?"
Sun Suhe looked at Alice smiling like she was in need of a beating, and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I'll ignore you idiot."
He nodded slightly to Cheng Zitong and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Sun Suhe."
Cheng Zitong also nodded slightly, "Hello, my name is Cheng Zitong."
"Where should I start? Let me think about it, what kind of routine did you encounter? Black ball, sacred tree, magical girl, chosen one..."
Cheng Zitong was confused at first, but she was quickly surprised, "Wait a minute, how do you know about the Chosen One?"
"It's true." Sun Suhe sighed secretly. Fortunately, their plan did not include the meeting of two poetic talents.