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Sheng Heng smiled and said, even if Xiao Hao could be used by two people alone, he would only help him. As soon as these words came out, Cheng Wenkang quit immediately, shouting, the combination of three people, why there is no him.

Everyone laughed, and then went to tease Cheng Wenkang.

Yan Hao watched silently, and then he discovered one thing. In just three months, Sheng Heng's position in the class has undergone a significant change. Last time I went to the Wild Star with this group of people, but on the way to fly, Sheng Heng's sense of existence was not strong, and he was even a little disgusted in the group of mecha makers. But this time, as long as Sheng Heng appeared, a circle of students would immediately surround him. With Sheng Heng as the center, laughing and talking about something, there is a faint feeling of looking forward to Sheng Heng's horse.

Yan Hao is very happy to see this change. Although he doesn't know why, he always feels that Sheng Heng should be like this, no matter where he is, he is the focus of everyone.

The spacecraft sailed in space for two days and successfully arrived at Capital Star.

After returning to school, Yan Haoxiu spent the whole night. The next day was Saturday. So early in the morning, he went to the third cafeteria and bought the soup dumplings that Pang Lao loved, and then went to the laboratory on the tenth floor. .

There is a special lounge in Pang Lao's laboratory for Lao Pang to rest, and the school also prepares a separate dormitory for Pang Lao, but Pang Lao still lives in the laboratory for logarithmic time, so no matter what Yan Hao goes to How early, Pang Lao will always be in the laboratory.

"This bun is a bit salty today, did the master shake his hands and put too much salt?" Old Pang was a little dissatisfied with the taste of the bun this morning.

"I also bought soy milk, the original flavor, you drink two sips, it will be better. Or, I will pour you some water." Yan Hao said.

"No, soy milk is pretty good." Old Pang took a sip of soy milk, and asked casually, "How about that kid Sheng Heng?"

"It's okay." When Yan Hao rushed to planet B135, because he was not sure whether he would be back in time for the weekend, he also greeted Old Pang before leaving.

"I heard that he was accidentally injured by another student's mental power when his mental power was empty?"

"Yes." Yan Hao nodded.

Although he didn't believe that the attack was an accident, he couldn't talk more about unfounded things in front of the teacher.

Old Pang raised his eyebrows, once again surprised by his little apprentice's knowledge in medicine, and at the same time a little flustered: No, I have to quickly let Yan Hao's mecha manufacturing level grow up and exceed the level of medicine.

"Okay, you don't need to say to clean up here, hurry up to assemble the mecha in the house." Old Pang waved to rush.

"I still have gifts for the teacher." Yan Hao did not leave immediately.

"Gift?" Old Pang asked in surprise.

"Students have been taught by the teacher and learned a lot of knowledge, but they have not been able to prepare a teacher apprenticeship for you. This time I went to the resource star and got the blood of the phantom beast, but only two milliliters. You and Teacher Zhong each have one milliliter. "Yan Hao feels that this blood is too little, and said embarrassedly, "Although it is a little bit scarce, it will be very effective if it is used to refine soothing and restorative psychoactive drugs."

As he said, Yan Hao took out a transparent glass test tube with two milliliters of bright red phantom beast blood in it.

"Didn't you go to Resource Star to heal Sheng Heng? How did the ghost beast blood come from?" Pang Lao asked.

"This phantom beast was accidentally discovered by Brother Heng on Resource Star. He was accidentally injured because he wanted to use his mental power to lure and capture the phantom beast." Yan Hao explained, "the phantom beast After the submission to the federation, the senior was allocated only five milliliters of blood. Two milliliters of the blood was used by senior Cheng to make the Phantom potion, and I took two milliliters."

"Wild phantom beast?" Rao is Pang Lao who has been famous for many years and he is also a tenth-level mecha master. .

Since the phantom beast was almost hunted to extinction more than two hundred years ago, the number of appearances of the wild phantom beast has been counted with one hand over the past two hundred years. And when the blood quality of the wild phantom beast was the highest, it was the year it was just caught. After the phantom beast is kept in captivity, the efficacy of the blood will slowly decrease. Although Yan Hao only has two milliliters in his hand, as Yan Hao said, if it is used to make a soothing psychoactive drug, the effect will be very good.

And this is exactly what he needs. He has been studying mechas all his life. He spends most of his life in the laboratory. Frequent production and research consumes a lot of his mental power. In his later years, although his mental power was still strong, there were a lot of hidden injuries in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he needed mental soothing medicines to treat him every once in a while. But with the severity of the injury and the enhancement of drug resistance, the effect of those soothing drugs is getting smaller and smaller.

He stayed in the laboratory every day, no matter how early Yan Hao came, he was there, not because of his diligence, but because of the stinging of the sea of ​​consciousness, and he couldn't sleep for long at all. This is the final problem faced by all high-level mental powers.

But if the blood of wild phantom beasts is used as medicine, maybe he can get a good night's sleep after a long absence?

"Do you really want to give it to me?" Pang Lao asked, "Two milliliters of wild phantom beast blood can already make phantom potions."

"I don't need phantom potions." At least so far, he hasn't felt that his mental power is not enough. "Moreover, next year, Brother Heng can still get 5ml. If I need it, I will ask him again."

People like Elder Pang who are devoted to research are straight-natured. After confirming that Yan Hao really wanted to give him, he didn't say anything. He laughed and accepted: "Give me the old man Zhong's share, too. I sent it to an old friend and asked him to help make potions."

Yan Hao did not hesitate, and immediately gave the remaining portion of the phantom beast blood to Old Pang. As for who Pang Lao wanted to find to refine the pharmaceutical agent, Yan Hao didn't ask much. After all, with Pang Lao's status in the Federation, his old friend must not be an ordinary person. So Yan Hao didn't do anything extra, and helped out the idea of ​​making potions.

After sending the apprenticeship, Yan Hao went straight to the parts warehouse. That room seemed to have become Yan Hao's own small laboratory.

Old Pang has never been concerned about Yan Hao's learning status. Yan Hao's obsession with mechas is no less than when he was young. Other teachers were afraid that students would be lazy and would not work hard, and his little apprentice would just not pay attention. Forgot to sleep and eat.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and it was the end of the semester again. But Yan Hao came to the laboratory more diligently, because his first four-level mecha was about to be assembled soon.

"Teacher, why the weapon is activated here, it will always be stuck." If the weapon is stuck, the mecha on the battlefield is almost equal to no combat effectiveness.

"The particle cannon you chose was removed from the level six mecha, and the level does not match." Pang Lao checked and said.

"But I have obviously changed the wiring of the weapon." Yan Hao naturally knows that the weapon is an old weapon removed from the level 6 mech, and it does not match the level 4 mech, but this ion cannon performs well. In addition, he wanted to match his mecha with more powerful weapons, so he modified the interface and forced the six-level ion cannon onto the fourth-level mecha.

"The circuit of the mecha is extremely similar to that of the human body, that is to say, the circuit of the mecha is a whole. You change the circuit of the weapon excuse, then his energy request will be higher than the other parts of the mecha, which will make The whole mecha is not coordinated. When the core of the mecha discovers a problem, it will inevitably self-check, so your weapon will freeze." Pang Lao explained patiently, "The weapon is naturally the stronger the better, but you can't blindly do anything. All weapons are installed..."

Yan Hao nodded suddenly, but his gaze was still unwilling to look at the six-level ion cannon.

Old Pang could see that he still didn't want to give up, but he didn't say anything? This kind of line improvement, no matter whether it will succeed in the end, will be good for Yan Hao's growth.

When Old Pang was about to continue to mention a few words, suddenly there was communication coming in from the optical brain terminal.

Old Pang glanced at the caller ID, turned around out of the parts warehouse, and returned to the maintenance room outside. Only then did he get through the communication: "Wen old man, is the medicine ready?"

At the end of the video, there is an old man wearing an ancient robe, who is exactly the wind of old Pang's friend and one of the three major pharmacist masters of the Federation.

"Refining a soothing potion, will it take me half a month?" Wen Lao said in an angry voice.

"Then why haven't you made the medicine for me for so long? Don't you know that I am waiting to enjoy the disciple's filial piety." Old Pang said dissatisfied.

Wen Lao heard this, and his angry beard straightened up: "Who do you take advantage of?"

Although this phantom blood was found by his precious apprentice, he made this potion. Don't Pang Lao's words take advantage of him?

"Oh, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, you know I didn't mean that." Old Pang smiled and apologized.

"You have to be a little sincere to apologize," Wen Lao said suddenly.

Old Pang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, you have relatives and friends, you want me to help make a mecha part?"

Old Pang has a good reputation and hasn't helped people make mechas for many years, but if a friend who has a better relationship asks for it, as long as it's not too much, Pang doesn't mind helping out.

"Said you want those broken parts." The whole Federation guessed that only Wen Laokan had cursed the parts made by Pang Lao in person as broken parts, "I'm looking for you is another matter."

"My big apprentice, I am currently improving the Phantom Potion. He has figured out several plans and needs to be calculated one by one. The amount of calculation is too large, and there are no people around me who are particularly good at mathematics. You are not an old man. Say you learn the mathematics of mecha manufacturing? See if you can find someone to do the calculation." Wen Lao said, "After the calculation, the medicine will be sent to you."

"What do you mean, if you can't figure it out, you still want to swallow my potion?" Pang said.

"I can't figure out that what was lost is your mecha production and the face of the entire Federal University." Wen Lao said deliberately.

"It's what you said. I don't want to prove it. It makes me feel guilty. Send the data over." Old Pang knew that Wen was always using aggressive techniques against him, but he took it anyway. He and Wen Lao have been friends for many years. In the past ten years, almost all the psychoactive medicines he took were made by Wen Lao himself, so even if Wen Lao asked for nothing, he simply told him such a thing. Will also help.

"The data has already been sent to your email, but many of them are related to the medicinal properties, which are more complicated and difficult to identify. In this way, I will leave you with my disciple's communication number. If you don't understand, let your students directly ask my disciple. "Wen Old Road.

Old Pang took it, glanced at it, and sent it to all his disciples in a group, so that they could take the time to make calculations.

Only two minutes after he sent this message, Yan Hao walked out of the parts warehouse: "Teacher, I want to borrow a super light brain."

"Why do you want a super-optical brain?" It's not necessary to study the weapon circuit.

"For the calculation problem you just posted, I need a super-optical brain to assist in the calculation." Yan Hao said.

"I only posted it for two minutes. Have you finished reading the topic?" Old Pang asked in shock.

"I've seen it, it's not difficult, I set up a few data, and then let Super Optic Brain run the data on its own, and in the afternoon, the formula model will come out." Yan Hao said.

"..." Old Pang.

Think of a map of the weapon route, and there is no result after a whole morning of tossing, get a formula for calculating the potion, and it will be done in two minutes?

How come the more I think about it, the more I feel that my little apprentice will eventually go back to the old path of pharmacy? !

The author has something to say: Pang Lao: You promise you will not go back to pharmacy.

Yan Hao:? ?