Mingguang, Lengjia Courtyard, a very luxurious and ancient building. Summit 23S.
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Leng Han was lying on the bed, and his body was gently wiped by the lieutenant.
The adjutant seemed to have completely inherited Leng Han's serious and cold personality, his face as dark as a mountain.
The Zhao family, the Mo family, including the eldest daughter and daughter-in-law of the Qin family, who had always been at odds with each other, came all over. In one day, the gifts and supplements they sent almost filled the two villas.
The adjutant was not good at making excuses and making excuses. Fortunately, Su Zhaorong and Yushan stayed in the villa to receive them, and the reception and send-off was lively.
Suddenly, Leng Han opened his icy eyes that seemed to be filled with wind and snow, twinkling like stars.
The adjutant's hand froze and he said, "You're awake."
Leng Han put on his clothes and sat up, "Why is it so noisy down there?"
"Some...women heard about you and came to visit."
Leng Han got dressed and went downstairs.
Su Zhaorong shouted in surprise,
"Hey, Hanhan, are you awake?"
The lively living room filled with the fragrance of powder suddenly solidified,
"Lieutenant General Leng."
"Leng...Lieutenant General, are you awake?"
Leng Han nodded slightly and looked at Su Zhaorong,
"Zhaorong, I have something to go out and I'm late. You can stay here."
After that, he ignored the others and walked out.
Su Zhaorong shouted,
"where are you going??"
Leng Han's cool voice spread into the room along with the roar of the engine.
"Research Institute."
...
The extremely impactful and ferocious beast-like wilderness chariot did not stop in front of the gate of the scientific research institute, and rushed in like lightning. It scared a group of sentries into cold sweat, but no one dared to stop it.
The alloy door of the old dean's laboratory silently turned into a puddle of liquid metal, and Leng Han walked in.
"Leng Leng Leng Leng, girl, are you awake?"
The old dean shook his beard and felt distressed and wanted to cry. My laboratory door... is locked. You can knock on it!
A group of scientific researchers remained silent.
In a scientific research institute, you don’t have to know all your immediate superiors, including the old dean.
But if you don’t recognize this face, then I’m sorry, but the rescue procedure can be omitted.
Leng Han frowned, not liking the feeling of being watched by a group of people.
"I want that piece of super heavy metal."
A layer of white sweat appeared on the old dean's beard, "No..."
Leng Han's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the entire laboratory was like the top of an ice peak.
Then Leng Han realized that this was not a good idea. After all, he was here to ask for help.
"I want that piece of super-heavy metal. You can set the price and it will be deducted from my salary."
The old dean's vision went dark and he almost fainted. A bit of debris was broken off from that piece of metal. No matter how long he lives, he will never see the day when his salary will be deducted and his salary will be deducted!
No, that piece of metal cannot be measured by price at all!
Any opposition is in vain. If he really can't afford to offend this girl, he should save his old bones first.
"Leng girl, the blast furnace also has extremely dense metal, how about..."
Leng Han raised his eyebrows, and the old dean swallowed the rest of his words neatly.
"Let's go, I'll take you to get it."
After passing through several corridors, the old dean took Leng Han to a warehouse. After turning on the lights, there was only a huge black stone in the empty room.
Leng Han frowned, "Is this fine gold? Extremely dense metal??"
The old dean nodded solemnly,
"Yes, this is an extremely dense metal, commonly known as fine gold. It was discovered after the Cataclysm. It is the highest known density and hardest primary ore in the world. It is almost completely impossible to smelt twice. Each cubic centimeter weighs hundreds of kilograms.
Cherish it very much.”
As he spoke, Leng Han put his hand on the surface of the black stone.
Suddenly, the boulder cracked, and the golden metal inside stretched out from the crack like a small winding snake, floating around Leng Han.
The sound of "crack-crack-crack" metal explosions was heard endlessly, and the boulders began to collapse inwards and shrink, until in the end, only a little bit of debris less than the size of a fist was left.
Leng Han frowned and pointed at the wreckage, only to find that the metal in it could no longer be extracted.
"Well, the limit has been reached."
The old courtyard’s eyes jumped out of his head,
"This, how is this possible! Do you know how heavy that piece of metal is? This..."
Leng Han raised the corner of his mouth, looking very happy, "I'm leaving first!"
"...."
Using more literary language, we can describe Leng Han's journey to the scientific research institute like this:
Lieutenant General Leng Han Leng asked for something from the respected old dean. The old dean persuaded him in every possible way, but was defeated by Lieutenant General Leng Han Leng with a look and an eyebrow. He was defeated and fled, leaving Platonic Forty-five in the autumn.
The bright sadness of angle.
...
Outside the scientific research institute, Leng Han parked the car in an open square.
The extremely dense metal swirling around her like a streamer suddenly condensed into a broadsword, then turned into a stick, a chain, or simply turned into a bright golden mist.
Leng Han frowned.
"Whoosh!"
A figure like a sword flashed across the square quickly, then turned back.
Wei Tianxing stood still in the square,
"Leng girl is awake, it's good... you don't know the scene at that time, then..."
Leng Han interrupted,
"My consciousness has always been clear...Uncle Wei, try your hand with me!"
"Haha!" Wei Tianxing's tone was very proud, "Fat Master, I have officially broken through to the sixth level, girl, you still..."
A metal chain that even the worst blacksmith would regard as a defective product bursts out of the air under a heavy and suffocating pressure.
Wei Tian was shocked before he finished speaking. Then, the light of the source quickly condensed into a giant metal shield in front of him.
"boom!"
A series of tooth-piercing explosions were more violent than the nearby thunder. The giant shield condensed by its origin shattered into pieces, turning into a glow that filled the sky and dissipated.
Fatty Wei crashed through two buildings like a meteor and flew to an unknown corner.
Leng Han's little mouth opened into an O shape, with a bit of confusion and surprise on his face.
"...."
Shrinking his head in embarrassment,
"Well... maybe it would be more appropriate to find him."
.....
At the same time, the Zhang family of Kushu Hall.
The potted plant crossed its legs and drank the latest Kushu tea developed by Zhang Kushu seriously.
Under Xiaoxue's huge figure, Zhang Baicao was almost frightened to death.
Zhang Baicao's face was drooling, but he didn't dare to close his eyes.
He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, that ferocious mouth would burst out and tear him into pieces. Even if he kept his eyes open, it would be of no use.
Zhang Kushu bowed deeply, dripping with cold sweat, and fell to pieces on the Zhang family's distinctive Kushu floor.
After a long time, the potted plant put down its lidded bowl.
“It tastes good, but bitter.”
Zhang Baicao's head dropped even lower,
"Miss Zuo, all the mistakes you made are all my fault, Zhang Kushu. Can you please be noble and let Gouzi go?"
The eyes of the potted plants are shining brightly,
"What are you talking about? I'm here to talk about business today. Mutual benefit and win-win are the way to go... Well, I remember that there is a girl named Xiao Ruo in your family who seems to be very business-minded?
"
Zhang Kushu exhaled first,
"But...Xiao Ruo, she has been promised to the Song family..."
"Um??"
Zhang Kushu lowered his head, that's all, it was better to offend the Song family than to offend the witch in front of him.
"Xiao Ruo, I'll leave it to Miss Zuo, but you can do whatever you want."
Bonzai nodded with satisfaction, "Then what else I said..."
"Miss Zuo decides everything!"
The potted plant nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of her hand, Xiaoxue let go of Zhang Baicao.
"Big nephew, close the team!"
In the courtyard, hundreds of garrison troops quickly lined up in four rows and left.
Zhao Zheng's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and beads of sweat glistened on his forehead. He turned around and tried to escape while holding the bird-winged crossbow.
I had to force out a smile again,
"Doctor Zuo, will you return to the Zhao family's ancestral home with me?"
The potted plant raised its fingers and tilted its head.
"Well, okay, and... Hee hee... My aunt likes to eat that kind of cabbage. I can tell your cook to start preparing it."
Zhao Zheng had a dark face and a rather hurried back.
The majestic son of the Zhao family, a role model for the younger generation of the garrison, was actually reduced to carrying a bird-winged crossbow and threatening a group of ordinary people.
Damn it, it’s such a disgrace that you were thrown into grandma’s house!