On the Xingqiong Railway, Fu Xuan chased her husband for thousands of miles!

In the end, Rong Cang felt that his heart had suffered a series of critical blows, and the wall of his heart collapsed at this moment.

Finally, the defense was completely broken.

"No... stop talking, stop talking... please..."

Rong Cang finally trembled and pleaded.

Looking at Rong Cangzhong who was gradually collapsing, Fu Qian couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

If only the calculation was accurate.

He cannot be called a successful fortune teller.

You can use your rhetoric to make others believe in your divination results and thereby change their own destiny.

This is the real success for a fortune teller.

And this is exactly Fu Qian’s job.

"I can help you out of this predicament."

Fu Qian looked down at Rong Cangzhong and said:

"As long as you take us to see Woowoobo."

Chapter 22: The Past That Cannot Be Recalled

"Wow! Is this Woohoo? So cute!"

San Yueqi looked at the white, round, strange creature in front of him and felt his heart melted by cuteness.

"Hearing Fu Qian's previous description, I thought Wuwubo was a creature with a strange appearance."

San Yue Qi stretched out his hand to touch Wu Wu Bo who was closest to him, but Wu Wu Bo was obviously unwilling to do so and quickly ran away.

But more Wuwuber kept a safe distance from the train crew and others from the beginning, and observed them carefully in various strange corners.

"Woo..."

Feeling as if she was being disliked, San Yue Qi couldn't help but pout.

Looking at these seemingly harmless little creatures, Xing couldn't help but ask:

"Do they... really possess powers that are unimaginable to ordinary people?"

"Yes."

Eikura replied:

"According to my observation, Wuwubo mainly exists in the world in the form of single, group and parasitic. After parasitizing, Wuwubo will manipulate the parasitic person to do some mischievous behavior, which may cause some economic losses in the process, but basically will not harm human lives."

After seeing these naughty creatures, Rong Cang's originally broken heart was healed a little.

Fu Qian understood this situation very well.

After a hard day's work, exhausted both physically and mentally, it is easy for office workers to show this kind of expression when they see their pets when they get home.

Especially in a place like the Black Tower Space Station, where everything is oriented towards academic achievements.

The pressure that low-level researchers like Rong Cang Zhong have to bear is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

The same thing happened when Fu Qian was working at the Taibusi.

While they were talking, a few brave Wu Wu Bo came up cautiously and tried to find out their situation.

"According to my observation, when Wuwubo acts alone, its intelligence is comparable to that of a six-year-old human child. These little guys... are like the children I've been taking care of."

A smile inadvertently appeared on Rong Cang's face.

Sanyueqi looked at Wuwubo flying in the air, with a hint of envy in his blue-pink gradient eyes:

"so good……"

Rong Cang didn't say anything in the end, but the smile on his face became a little more bitter.

"Sure enough, compared to the cute-looking creature like Wuwubo, I still prefer the Doommon."

Fu Qian stroked his chin, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

As documented in various studies.

Woowoober does have the ability to temporarily manipulate human behavior.

But the energy it contains is too small and can only affect ordinary people.

It can't pose any threat to a destiny traveler like Fu Qian.

"It's not strong enough... It would be better if it could grow a little more shabby."

Fu Qian shook his head slightly.

Wuwubo's appearance is too cute, which does not fit Fu Qian's majestic and domineering aesthetic.

Otherwise, Fu Qian would definitely have to find a way to get a Poké Ball and catch a Pokémon.

March 7 couldn't help but stand up for Wuwubo:

"What kind of straight male aesthetic is this! Woohoo is so cute, the cutest creature I've ever seen besides the conductor. It's a pity that I can't hug Woohoo like I hug the conductor."

March 7th can't help but feel a little regretful.

Wuwubo is a spiritual creature and has no physical body.

otherwise.

San Yueqi must find a way to hold Uncle Wuwu in his arms and give him a good beating.

Seeing that the child he was taking care of was liked by others, Rong Cangzhong couldn't help but feel a little happy:

"If you are interested in Wuwubo, I have an observation record here that may help you understand Wuwubo."

March 7 immediately said happily:

"Okay, okay! Let me see it."

Dan Heng also came over from the side:

"Give me one too."

"You're free anyway, give me one too."

"Uh...then I'll have one too."

Then, several people quickly browsed through the "Study on Wuwu Bo's Behavior" written by Rong Cang Zhong himself.

Faced with the same document.

The four people showed completely different expressions on their faces.

March 7th still looked like a curious baby, and from time to time he would exclaim, "So that's how it is!", "There is actually such a thing!"

Although there was not much expression on Dan Heng's face, he couldn't help but frown.

Xing browsed through the document expressionlessly, feeling that there were too many flaws.

Fu Qian sighed deeply, put his arms around Rong Cangzhong's neck in a very familiar manner, and said:

"Brother... I just looked at your face before and thought you weren't doing well... But now it seems that there is indeed a reason why you're not doing well..."

Rong Cang finally smiled bitterly:

"Do you think so too..."

In every Amber Age, on a fixed day, all clerks would line up and enter the scoring room, allowing the space station to examine them in the name of "intelligence", just like pigs on an assembly line, being branded with excellent, average, or poor scores.

And Rongcang was at the lowest level among them.

In order to please the students, those obscure, weird and long-return cycle research were abandoned by the staff, and the number of shortcut topics and show research increased day by day.

Rong Cangzhong currently has two projects on hand.

The first one is naturally the research on Wuwuber, and the second one is the research on the anti-gravity protection net of the Black Tower Space Station.

Clearly, neither study would have scored well in the ratings.

Eikura himself had no interest in the topic of anti-gravity protection nets.

But according to the regulations of the space station, even if Rong Cang has no interest in this topic, if he cannot produce a decent research report, he will still have to continue to work on this topic in the next Amber Age.

This is simply an inescapable cycle of pain.

"Although... this is not an excuse for you not being able to write a basic essay format properly..."

Fu Qian patted Rong Cangzhong's shoulder, as if recalling the unbearable past.

"When I was in the Luofu Taibu Division of the Immortal Boat, I was criticized a lot by a pink-haired dwarf because I couldn't write official reports well..."

Fu Qian showed a look of pain on his face.

Obviously, past experiences left a huge psychological shadow in his heart.

This immediately attracted the attention of the other three people in the train crew.

The same thought came to their minds at the same time:

Actually... there is someone who can make Fu Qian show such an expression?

At the same time, the immortal boat Luofu.

Taipus.

The girl with blue-gray hair was holding a book in her hand, her face full of satisfaction as if she was slacking off at work.

"It's only two hours before I get off work. I must play a few rounds of Diyuan Qiongyu to reward myself."

The girl talked to herself happily.

Little did she know that behind her.

The pink-haired dwarf as mentioned by someone was staring at her back with an evil look on his face.

Chapter 23 Professional Talk Therapy

"Look at all these references you have!"

Fu Qian looked at Rong Cangzhong's paper, and his facial features couldn't help but squeezed together:

""Wubber leaned over the space station reckless man, stole 113 pairs of radiation protection shoes in one month, was finally caught because of the strong smell", "Blitzkrieg! The fastest containment operation since the establishment of the station: arrested and brought to justice within five minutes, Wubo leaned over a -year-old woman", you..."

Fu Qian didn't know what to say now.

San Yue Qi poked his head out from the side, his eyes were extremely clear:

"What's wrong with these articles? I find them quite interesting."

Hearing San Yueqi's question, Dan Heng couldn't help but cover his face with one hand and dragged San Yueqi aside by the collar with the other hand.

Dan Heng explained to her:

"Generally speaking, the scope of references in a paper is to cite more professional materials such as monographs, journals, patent documents, ancient books, and dissertations. Rong Cangzhong's citation of "Black Tower Anecdotes" does not meet the standard."

"If I had done the same thing as you when I was writing my thesis, my advisor would have definitely killed me."

Fu Qian couldn't help but say this.

Xing on the side also nodded silently, seeming to understand deeply.

After all, who hasn’t written a graduation thesis?

Rong Cang finally looked a little embarrassed, but at the same time seemed a little helpless:

"But I didn't know that when I was writing it... Besides, there are so few research papers on Wuwuber that I couldn't find anything to quote even if I wanted to."

March 7 came over again:

"If there is no quotation, then just don't quote it..."

Rong Cang finally shook his head and said:

"No, the station has a rule that when you submit a paper you must have at least five references."

March 7 couldn't help but complain:

"What kind of bullshit rule is this?"