Scientific cultivation of immortals, hard work to become rich

Chapter 230 Technology Is the Primary Productive Force

To be honest, facing a pool of Longdan, Dean Xiaoye was shamefully moved.

But Naihe, the slightly hot purple stone in his hand, it disagreed.

——It can only be said that someone's desire for monopoly is too strong.

Ye Zhen looked at the baby who was busy in the pool, and could only control her hands regretfully.

She turned her head to look at Shen Jianan: don't you want to get some?

Shen Jianan shook his head again and again: "No, no, no..."

Just kidding, digging out other people's treasures in other people's coffins, he is not impatient anymore.

"That's it..." Ye Zhen thought for a while, rummaged through the storage ring, and found a low-end version of the storage bag. This thing is currently a disposable product, and I don't know if it is easy to use or not. use.

"Brother Shen, since you don't want it, then you can put it in for me." Ye Zhen stuffed the storage bag to Shen Jianan and said, "After I go out, I will pay you one as a service fee, how about it?"

These Dragon Pills cannot stay here.

She remembered that in the book she read when she first crossed the thunder catastrophe, there was a story about the koi heroine who obtained the dragon pill from nowhere, and used it to curry favor with the masters of metaphysics.

In other words, this thing must not be left to Ye Wei.

But the small stone in her hand was too domineering, and she didn't agree with her to touch other dragon pills, so she had no choice but to hire Shen Jianan.

Shen Jianan lowered his head, blankly looking at the opaque black plastic bag in his hand, which was no bigger than a palm, and didn't understand how the dragon pills in this pool could fit in.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen explained casually: "Brother Shen, don't look at the size of this bag, it can hold about 2 cubic meters of things."

In other words, it would be more than enough to plunder all the dragon pills in this pool.

Shen Jianan thought that this thing was taken out of the so-called high-tech product space buckle, and fell silent for a moment-you can still make dolls with feelings.

Ye Zhen: Don't tell me, is this a high-tech product? Why can't it be used?

Shen Jianan gave her a complicated look, and began to roll up his sleeves resigned to his fate—not to mention, the ten-thousand-year spiritual milk was so cold that it was so freezing that if it were an ordinary person, he would be frozen as soon as he got close to the water.

Fortunately, he had a deep breath, and after barely salvaging seven or eight of them, his hands were no longer in control.

Shen Jianan was holding a black plastic bag, and looked back at Ye Zhen with pitiful eyes: "...you see, I'm already like this, this labor fee?"

He lifted up his hand that was almost frozen, gritted his teeth and rubbed his hands together - there was no way, it was really too cold.

Ye Zhen thought for a while, "What does Brother Shen mean?"

Shen Jianan shook the plastic bag in his hand: "After we're done, can you leave this thing to me?" He didn't dare to think about the space buckle, but this plastic bag is said to have 2 cubic meters, so he should still be able to think about it. Think about it.

"Brother Shen, are you sure?" Ye Zhen looked at him strangely for a moment.

Should she tell this kind and honest fisherman brother that this thing is a disposable item?

"So, sister Ye Zhen, you agree?" Shen Jianan was overjoyed.

Seeing Ye Zhen nodding, he suddenly felt that his waist was not sore, his legs were not stiff, and he could start working again.

The two rested and stopped, and finally spent a day picking up the dragon pills in the pond.

The remaining Wannian Lingrui is a bit difficult to deal with.

It is said that this thing can only be preserved if it is contained in the ten thousand-year stone milk marrow, otherwise it will soon dissipate between heaven and earth.

——To explain it with a scientific theory, that is to say... this thing is easy to evaporate.

Kind of difficult.

"Sister Ye Zhen, we can't waste this good thing." Shen Jianan looked at the pool of Wannian Lingrui and rubbed his hands in the cold.

Waste is impossible to waste.

Ye Zhen thought for a while, then rummaged through the storage ring, and finally found a pot that was half the height of a person.

"What is this?" Shen Jianan leaned over and asked curiously.

Ye Zhen directly put the jar in front of him, pointing to the huge N2 word on it: "Brother Shen, do you know liquid nitrogen refrigeration technology?"

What the hell?

Shen Jianan looked at her blankly.

So Dean Xiaoye started a new round of science popularization: "Brother Shen, this Wannian Lingrui is generally not easy to take away. I wondered because it is too volatile... So let's change our thinking and get rid of it directly. Wouldn’t it be good to be in a solid form?”

Dean Xiaoye of the practical school has strong hands-on ability.

Shen Jianan watched her put the "ice bricks" into the storage ring, from the initial bewilderment to the disbelief afterwards, now only a numb face remained.

——This is the sadness of a scumbag.

Sure enough, technology is the primary productive force.

Nowadays, if you don't read more books and learn more scientific knowledge, you can't even get along with others in the world of metaphysics.

Shen Jianan looked numbly at Ye Zhen who was busy working beside him, he felt that he needed to slow down.

The big brother fisherman is playing autistic.

Ye Zhen thought for a while, and felt that she couldn't do the job by herself: "Brother Shen, it's never too late to learn knowledge, why don't you come here and I'll teach you by hand?"

Shen Jianan: "..." I think you are short of labor and want to whore for nothing.

"Give me money?" Shen Jianan asked numbly.

He has basically given up struggling now, and he has figured it out. No matter what industry, a top student has a crushing advantage over a bad student.

Ye Zhen motioned him to look at her liquid nitrogen refrigeration device: "Do you know how much it cost me to modify this thing?"

Shen Canaan shook his head honestly.

"Ordinary liquid nitrogen refrigeration devices may not be useful for treasures like Wannian Lingrui..." Ye Zhen pointed to this place, then pointed to that place: "So I am here, and here is ...they all depict different formations..."

Ye Zhen is proficient in formations, and when it comes to this, it is clear and logical.

Shen Jianan was dumbfounded when he heard it: I'm not a girl, according to what you said, the value of the raw materials you spent on this is comparable to the ten thousand years of spiritual milk in this pool, so you are busy with this work, what do you want to do? What?
Ye Zhen coughed twice, and said solemnly: "It's definitely not for this Wannian Lingrui. Brother Shen, scientific experiments are rigorous, and I think metaphysics can be summed up by Ye... such as this Wannian Lingrui milk……"

"Brother Shen, don't you want to see a big collision between science and metaphysics?" At the end of the speech, Ye Zhen asked Shen Jianan excitedly.

Shen Jianan: "..." I don't want to.

Also, you have talked a lot about metaphysics, what the hell are you talking about?

dizzy, can not understand.

Shen Jianan looked at Ye Zhen with a complicated face. He felt that he might need to slow down, so he went to play autistic again.

Ye Zhen: "..." Forget it, it won't be difficult for others.

After Ye Zhen cleaned up all the treasures in this pool, the two realized that they seemed, seemed, trapped!
Ye Zhen stared at the mist that suddenly gushed out around her, and the roar of dragons in the mist was deafening.

Shen Jianan approached Ye Zhen subconsciously... With the small purple stone in his hand, he thought to himself, this is destined to take away all the treasures buried with him, and the host refused.

Shen Jianan shook the black plastic bag in his hand: "Why don't we put some dragon pills back?"

Ye Zhen looked at him without words: Are you stupid?
Shen Canaan: "..."

(End of this chapter)