Chapter 46 The Lackey

"Oh my god..." This is the first time Professor Nong has seen someone take advantage of the phototropism of plants to such an extent. What kind of plant is this? Why has he never seen it? Is there such a plant on earth?

Professor Nong felt that not only his worldview was about to explode, but even Darwin's coffin board could no longer hold it.

How can this be! How is this possible!

He felt that if he continued to look at it, his head would really explode!

I am a professor of botany, a master of botany, and an authority on botany!

What exactly have I been studying for the past few decades? What is the meaning of my life?

Fortunately, Zhao Min was also tired at this time, and An Danyue asked everyone to take a rest.

Professor Nong dropped the faucet in his hand and sat down on the ground.

Although it sounds fast, this round of plant growth actually took a full hour and a half.

But everyone was obsessed with Zhao Min's performance that was like natural magic. Many people didn't realize that they had watched the live broadcast for two hours!

“What a beautiful ceiling!”

"Shouldn't such a ceiling be placed in a museum or exhibition hall? Instead of it being placed in an underground parking lot? This is such a waste!"

"I must go and see it with my own eyes tomorrow!"

In fact, everyone did not know that Zhuang Buyuan and others wanted to lift the subsided gymnasium, and thought it was a unique ceiling.

When Deng Yali saw Zhao Min stop, he immediately called an engineer over: "Quick, test it!"

The engineer took out a laser instrument and measured it. It showed the value: "-5".

"How...how..." Deng Yali was stunned, and he was still 5 centimeters below ground!

"Don't worry." Zhao Min smiled and said, "It was just preparation work."

People watching the live broadcast are even more curious. Is this just preparation work? What are they going to do?

I always feel like it’s something extraordinary!

Zhao Min rested for more than ten minutes and then stood up again.

What happens next? The eyes of many people watching the live broadcast almost popped out of their heads. Could something more mysterious be happening?

At this moment, the live broadcast camera suddenly flashed, and then Zhuang Buyuan's face appeared on the camera.

"No wonder I felt strange just now!" Zhuang Buyuan shouted: "There is a traitor among us!"

There was a crash and a group of people gathered around.

"No, don't hit me, I'm not a traitor! I'm the anchor who often eats tomatoes!" The anchor hurriedly defended, "I...I just followed you out of curiosity. Lord of the manor, I don't have any ill intentions. I swear, I will never tell anyone what happened today!"

"Swear, swear!" People watching the live broadcast commented together.

Zhuang Buyuan rolled his eyes, "I believe you are the only one who has a ghost!"

Do you trust people on the Internet to keep secrets? I might as well believe that the owners of the manor are vegetarians!

"I'm sorry, everything that happens next is confidential. If you want to see it, the parking lot will be open in the future, so you can come and see it for yourself. Sorry, the live broadcast is turned off!" Zhuang Buyuan covered the camera, seeming to figure out what to do. Turn off live broadcast.

The live broadcast room suddenly went dark, and everyone could only hear the sound.

"Okay, time is running out, let's continue!"

"All lights on!"

"The second set of searchlights, shine in the middle!"

"Where's the dry ice? Bring it to replenish the carbon dioxide!"

The camera flashed for a moment, and the last scene everyone saw was of refrigerated trucks opening up, large chunks of dry ice being unloaded from the trucks, a thin layer of smoke covering the underground parking lot, and then being blown away by the surrounding blowers. Zhao Min was torn to pieces in the middle of the parking lot, with six beams of light around him shining directly at the ceiling, like a god with his own halo, carrying clouds, mist and storms.

Archdruid Zhao Min!

The live broadcast is disconnected.

"I'll go, the manor owner is so abominable!"

"They actually forced the live broadcast to stop!"

"I can't help it anymore. I want to see for myself. Is there anyone who can form a team?"

"Let's go together!"

Those who were in Xucheng could hardly hold themselves back and ran out of the house.

The anchor, who was in the underground parking lot, was a little blind at the moment. He looked around, trying to find something to protect himself, and then dragged Professor Nong and Zhao Jikun over: "They also broke in and wanted to kill them." Let’s shave together!”

Professor Nong and Zhao Jikun: "..."

I thought you were a good comrade, but I didn't expect you to betray your revolutionary comrades!

"Huh?" Zhuang Buyuan recognized these two people, but he didn't expect that the master and apprentice would also come.

He had a headache and felt helpless.

Today, everyone in the manor took collective action for the first time, and the results were announced on the Internet. We don’t know what will happen next.

Forget it, don’t think about it so much anymore.

"Professor Nong, Brother Zhao, you should go back..."

If this great professor faints again, he cannot bear the responsibility.

Before Zhuang Buyuan could finish his sentence, Professor Nong rushed out.

He hugged Zhao Min's thigh and cried: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, please tell me how you did it. I am willing to be your student, no, no, no, I I am willing to be your lackey!"

Professor Nong's pride and reserve finally collapsed together with his worldview.

Zhao Min looked over helplessly. Zhuang Buyuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the lackeys under the sect are not good. I don't remember that the manor has a pet card."

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At 5 o'clock in the morning, a middle-aged man and three or four young men in sportswear came to the side door of the stadium. The middle-aged man handed a cigarette to the security guard who opened the door, and then said: "Brother Zhang, it's still half an hour, please." You."

This is the coach of a nearby sports team. Although the Xijiao Gymnasium is temporarily closed for construction, it is only under construction in the underground parking lot. The facilities at the Xijiao Stadium are the best in the neighborhood. Every morning, this coach will bring several of his students to train for half a day. Hour.

"The boss is here today, please keep your voice down." Security guard Lao Zhang lowered his voice.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhang!" The coach and the boys lowered their voices, and then said, "I will test the results of these boys today. It will take fifteen minutes at most!"

Several people came to the track in a familiar way. They had been running all the way. They had almost warmed up and stretched their muscles. Then when the coach said "Run", several young men started running wildly.

One lap, two laps, three laps... I don't know why, but the young men felt that the air here was very fresh, and they felt very energetic when they breathed. It was like there were springs under their feet, and they felt windy when they ran.

I kept running in circles, almost forgetting how many laps I had to run, until the coach shouted to stop.

In the underground parking lot, the readings of the laser measuring instrument slowly changed.

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0.3.

-

0.2.

-

0.1.

0.

0.1.

"It's passed, stop it!"

"Stop!" The coach stared blankly at the stopwatch in his hand, "It's broken... it's broken the state record!"

Several masters and disciples stayed there.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear cheers coming from all directions.

At that moment, what the coach was thinking was: "Am I a genius coach? Even God is cheering for me!"

What the young men are thinking is: "Am I going to reach the peak of my life and marry Bai Fumei? Cheer, mortals!"

Security guard Lao Zhang shook his head, you are thinking too much.