From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Automobile parts are generally quite sophisticated, which allows her factory to be capable of producing precision gadgets.

With such advantages, why should she insist on manufacturing vehicle parts? Who would not want storage space if she could just mass-produce it?

Moreover, after so many years, the Meng Group has indeed reached a bottleneck period.

It is almost impossible to go any further.

It would be better to destroy before building, and completely conquer the blue ocean field of immortal cultivation.

"Ridiculous, Mr. Meng, are you trying to make us laugh?"

With a 'bang', the project plan was thrown on the table.

Because the country is keeping the matter secret from the immortal cultivation world for the time being, Meng Liu didn't explain it very clearly. He just said that he has the technology for storage space and can mass-produce it.

In the eyes of these old antiques, who have never come across such a fantastic thing, how could they possibly believe it?

"Everyone, don't be anxious. Since Ms. Meng dares to guarantee that she has mastered this technology, and she did help us make a lot of money before, why don't you trust her this time?"

Meng Liu didn't waste any time and directly took out his storage ring and distributed it to everyone.

This really caused an uproar, and those who had previously clamored to remove her from office fell silent.

This technology is a scientific and technological revolution that is not available anywhere else in the world. If the Meng Group can really mass produce it...

Everyone present gasped.

"Mr. Meng's idea is good, but everything should have a deadline. We can give you two months. If you cannot succeed during this period, we will let someone new take your place."

This statement attracted the approval of a group of old immortals.

The storage space is indeed amazing, but the key is whether it can be successfully mass-produced. This is the crux of the matter.

If they transfer the entire group's financial and material resources to this, and ultimately fail to produce it.

If you pick up watermelons and lose sesame seeds, the loss will outweigh the gain.

Meng Liu nodded: "No problem."

The meeting ended in a hurry, and the storage rings that Meng Liu distributed to them were lost.

Logically speaking, she is not a weapon cultivator, but the soldier assigned to her by the sect, Yao Du, is one.

His skills in weapon cultivation were so superb that he had refined top-level magical weapons when he was only in his twenties.

A small storage space does not require high quality, as long as it can be used, it is not a big deal for him.

The only difficulty is to help improve the production line.

There is no rush for this. After finishing today's work, Meng Liu went to have dinner with Mo Youlin as scheduled.

Ling Xiaozi has no clue yet, so he will take down Mo Youlin first.

It just so happened that she was busy with work and had no time to deal with him.

Let’s mark the person first.

Mo Youlin was very gentlemanly as he opened the car door and pulled out the stool for her. There was a gleam in his eyes, and it was obvious that he had been looking forward to this date for a long time.

After looking at the menu, he pushed a gift box over.

"We just got together, and I don't know what you like. I just happened to see a blue diamond at an auction, and I thought you would like it, so I gave it to you."

Meng Liu raised his eyebrows and opened it. The sapphire was gorgeous, shining with colorful light under the lights of the western restaurant.

But she frowned.

Because this sapphire has magical energy.

If ordinary humans wear it all year round, not only will their bodies become weak, but they will also become disabled and die over time.

It is equivalent to a medium, using sapphire to absorb all the vitality of a person and continuously provide it to the real owner of the sapphire.

Meng Liu picked it up and took a look. Sure enough, there was a small formation inside, which was invisible to the naked eye.

But she was a cultivator and could tell the difference in aura at a glance, so she sensed it as soon as she got it.

Seeing that she kept looking at the gem, Mo Youlin asked in confusion, "Is there a problem? Don't you like it?"

"No, I love it, thank you."

Although Mo Youlin has taken one step into the realm of cultivating immortals, he has no master to teach him and has not been exposed to cultivation since childhood. It is difficult for him to achieve anything even if he has talent.

At most, he is an ordinary person with some spiritual power.

After dinner, neither of them mentioned going home tacitly.

Mo Youlin wanted to continue what happened that day, but he was too embarrassed to say it, so he could only take Meng Liu to the park under the pretext of digesting his food.

"Tell me about our time in high school." She was still a little curious. After all, Mo Youlin said they were classmates when they first met.

So did anything happen between the two of them before?

Mo Youlin smiled: "There's nothing much to say. We were all students at that time. We studied every day and didn't pay much attention to other things."

"Then why do you still remember me?"

"You're the school beauty, how could any of your classmates not remember you? If you ask them now, I guarantee everyone will still remember you."

Meng Liu was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Mo Youlin should not be ugly when he was a student. Why did he not seem to have that carefree feeling when he was reminiscing about the past?

Everyone’s school days are different, but good-looking people definitely have it easier.

Mo Youlin's family is wealthy, and he has a decent appearance and figure, so why would he be reluctant to talk about the past?

"Have you ever been bullied at school?"

Mo Youlin was stunned, and rubbed her head with a smile: "What are you thinking, how is it possible."

At most, he was excluded. He was never threatened or beaten, and it was not to the extent of school bullying.

Most importantly, he didn't want to tell this to Meng Liu.

As a man, it is always suspected that he is playing the victim when he talks about his sad past.

It's the same as crying poor.

He also didn't want to show his vulnerability in front of Meng Liu.

Meng Liu did not dodge his hand. The moon quietly emerged from the clouds, and the two people suddenly looked at each other.

There seemed to be a crackling of fire in the air.

He and Meng Liu were both waiting for an opportunity.

A chance to get the other person.

He lowered his head slowly, giving her enough time to refuse.

Meng Liu did not dodge or evade, but gently closed his eyes.

Their lips met, and he once again kissed the girl he had secretly loved throughout his school days.

This time seemed more formal than last time. Mo Youlin was both nervous and expectant, causing his hands to tremble slightly.

The moment the lips and teeth were broken, it was like a sudden downpour of heat that had been pent up all day.

He suddenly hugged Meng Liu and hugged her tightly.

The kiss became more intense.

The door of the apartment was violently pushed open. Mo Youlin didn't bother to close it and anxiously kicked it shut.

Both of them expressed their needs openly, hugged and kissed each other, and stripped off the complicated fabrics for each other.

His strong boyfriend picked up Meng Liu and walked into the bedroom.

He held her wrist and looked down at Meng Liu from top to bottom.

You were so anxious before, why aren’t you anxious now?

Mo Youlin really wanted to have a harmonious conversation with her, but this was the first time and he didn't want to deal with it rashly.

So he decided to take a good look at her.

All the scenery he had never seen before was deeply imprinted in his mind.