Lose 100 million today

Xiaojiu's reporting time is different from Chuzheng's. Chuzheng mostly chooses to go when it's almost dark, and Jinglan is relatively quiet at this time.

Jing Lan didn't know if it was a whim or something, but when Chu Zheng came over, he didn't sleep or drink, and actually started class.

Ancient creatures are not unfamiliar to Chuzheng. After all, in other worlds, these little bugs are common knowledge.

Jinglan had studied these things in depth. Chuzheng flipped through the books and listened to what he said. Some of them were not in the books or database at all.

The two of them lived in such 'harmony' for a while.

"This is for you."

At the end of today's class, Chuzheng left a box behind.

"What's this?"

Chuzheng said nothing, took her things and left.

After Chuzheng left, Jinglan opened the box. Inside was a tube of light blue liquid...

Mental restorative!

Jinglan grabbed the tube of liquid and got up and chased it out. The corridor was empty.

Jing Lan pressed the button for the elevator, but it kept going down. There was no other elevator on his floor, so Jing Lan went straight down the safety passage.

There were students coming and going downstairs, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Jinglan, what are you doing?" Professor Wei looked at him in surprise.

At this time, he was outside. What kind of wind was blowing today?

Before Professor Wei could figure it out, he glanced at something in Jing Lan's hand, and his expression changed slightly: "Mental repair fluid? Where did you get it?"

Jing Lan frowned and walked back without making a sound while holding the things.

"Am I talking to you? Where did you come from?"

Professor Wei caught up with Jinglan and tried to find out where Jinglan got it.

Mental healing fluid is scarce not because no one can prepare it.

On the contrary, mental repair fluid can be prepared by anyone with a little knowledge.

What is scarce are the materials it requires.

"I went to buy it for you at the last auction, but the one that was auctioned at the end was not the mental repair solution!"

Jing Lan returned to the office and put the things on the table.

Professor Wei was still chattering beside him.

"you do not need?"

"It's useless." Jing Lan said, "It's a waste."

"But it can relieve your symptoms!" Professor Wei shouted: "You can't always rely on drinking to numb yourself, right? Although this can't repair your mental strength, it can make you less irritable."

"Am I irritable?" Jinglan squinted at Professor Wei.

"..." Professor Wei quickly reassured: "No, no, you have a good temper. You have the best temper in the whole college."

boom!

Professor Wei quickly went to protect the tube of mental repair fluid.

Jing Lan took it away and threw the things into the biological safe that he needed to open.

"Be gentle!!" Professor Wei's heart trembled at the sight.

This is something you may not be able to find for several years! !

Jing Lan sneered: "Ordinary things can't break it at all. All the knowledge you learned in school was fed to the dog?"

"..."

What a good temper.

-

dormitory.

Chuzheng called Xiaojiu down from the game: "Check the mecha exhibition."

"Oh." What is a mecha exhibition?

If you don’t understand, you can’t ask. You have to look it up yourself.

Xiaojiu went to look up information frantically.

She came back soon: "Boss, the mecha exhibition is organized by the major mecha manufacturers and happens almost once a year. Except for the military, which can buy mechas in large quantities for military activities, the rest of the civilian population has nothing to do with it. In other words, if an individual wants to buy a mecha, he can only do so at a mecha exhibition."

Therefore, the mecha exhibition is a long-awaited event for many people.

The main purpose of mechas is combat, so most of the mechas are bought by the army, and other forces will also buy some.

Individuals do not have the right to purchase privately.

If you want to buy it, you can only buy it at public exhibitions.

Of course, the condition that ‘individuals have no right to purchase privately’ is limited to those without power.

If you are powerful, you can ask the manufacturer to turn the mecha into a flower for you.

[Little sister, from here, we realize the truth that if you have money, you can really do whatever you want. 】

Chu Zheng picked out the words coldly: "Have power."

【……】

I don't want to talk to the young lady, my computer hurts.

Xiaojiu summarized everything he could find and told it to Chuzheng.

Finally, she asked curiously: "Boss, why are you checking this?"

Boss Chu Zheng said earnestly: "Go and ruin your family."

"..."

Not to be offended.

There will be a while before the mecha exhibition, and Chuzheng has been going to auction houses recently to collect mental restoratives at high prices.

She paid a high price, and the auction house was happy to collect it for her.

However, this thing is rare after all, and some people are just in case and are not willing to take action easily.

In such a long time, Chuzheng could only get the one she gave to Jinglan.

"Boss, boss, Teacher Jinglan is downstairs!!"

Early the next morning, Xiaojiu came up in a hurry carrying breakfast.

"Huh?" Chuzheng had just woken up and her voice was slightly hoarse: "What is he doing down there?"

"Wait for you."

"..." Chuzheng entered the bathroom: "Call him up."

"Boss, this is the girls' dormitory..." Xiaojiu muttered, meeting Chuzheng's gaze, Xiaojiu immediately went out and called for someone.

-

"Teacher, please."

Jing Lan has never entered the girls' dormitory, and he has never even entered any other women's room except for women from the Jing family.

But compared to entering the women's room, the stares in the corridor made Jinglan even more irritated, so she simply went in.

The entire dormitory is mainly light-colored - there are simulation screens all around the dormitory, and the style can be adjusted according to your own preferences - the things in the dormitory should be yours, they are simple, and there are not many personal items seen.

"The boss is washing up. Teacher Jinglan, please sit down."

Xiaojiu was a little afraid of Jinglan, so she stayed far away and gave him the sofa.

Jing Lan only glanced around, then took it back and sat on the sofa.

Click——

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The girl came out. She may have just washed her face, and her face was still a little wet. Her hair was casually pushed to one side. Her neckline was slightly larger, revealing her white shoulder line, and her collarbone was looming.

"You're looking for me?"

The girl walked over directly, sat on the sofa opposite him, and asked again.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Jinglan didn't answer, took out the mental repair solution and put it on the table.

Chuzheng raised her eyes to look at him.

"This thing is of no use to me."

"Oh, let's play with you then." Chuzheng's tone was casual, as if it wasn't priceless mental repair fluid. She asked again: "Have you eaten?"

No matter how angry Jinglan was, he still didn't know how to express himself in Chu Zheng's understatement.

He muffled out two words: "No."

"Let's eat together." Chuzheng invited him.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiu stepped forward with great discernment and spread the breakfast, and the fragrance spread instantly.

Xiaojiu would order more every time... because she ate a lot.

So it’s enough for three people.

Xiaojiu took his share and entered the room wisely, leaving the space for these two people.