Dimensional red envelope group of modern spiritual planters

After some unilateral and overwhelming "fighting", everyone calmed down and sat back on their seats.

Except for the small man from Xia Ning who only showed his head and looked a little funny, there was nothing discordant about the rest.

Everyone unanimously ignored this place and started chatting.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: I've seen it, this place is only this big, and there is a strong barrier at the edge, we can't get out, we can only stay here.And there is no aura here, so you can't practice. 】

[European Royal Family-George: There is no magic power here either. 】

To put it simply, there is no energy here, it is just an ordinary environment for ordinary people to live in.

However, it seems good that everyone can communicate face to face like this?

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Huh!Mortals, hurry up and take out your things, my lord will help you get rid of that gadget yourself. 】

This is possible!

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: Wait a minute, I'll get it in. 】

Chen Heng went out from the space, and then came in with various materials needed.

As soon as this was brought in, Xia Ning received all kinds of disgust.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Do you still use this kind of antiques from hundreds of years ago?This running speed is too slow. 】

Xia Ning looked for parts while disgusted.

Because the planes are different, it is naturally impossible for this part to fully meet the requirements, and it must be processed first.

This can be a bit troublesome.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: The thickness is a few millimeters off, and it needs to be thinned.And this one, a little short in length.You wait, I will find a machine tool and process them again. 】

Just as Xia Ning was about to leave, he was stopped by Mr. Qing Ning.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: How much is the difference?I'm here to help. 】

Master Qing Ning picked up the blueprints on the side, and after a brief glance, he held the part in his hand, and handed it to Xia Ning again after a while.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: It's ok. 】

That's it?That's it?

Xia Ning just wanted to get angry, but he took the parts and looked at it, and it was really all right!

This made him suddenly interested.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: How did you do it just now?You can change the shape of the material without using any tools. Do you use mental power to process the material?How did you do it so precisely and efficiently? 】

Well... how to explain it.

As soon as Qing Ning stretched out his hand, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air in his hand. Even if the distance was a little far, he could still feel the scorching heat in it.

Xia Ning was very curious, and even wanted to go up to touch it, but as soon as he went over, Qing Ning took it back.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Are you also born of spiritual power?What is the maximum temperature of this flame, has it been tested?Where are you taking it back now?By the way, won't you get burned if you hold your hand like this?Or did you use mental power to make the package? 】

Although Xia Ning is the youngest in the audience, his technical knowledge is definitely the highest in the audience.

His exuberant thirst for knowledge and the nouns that popped out of his mouth from time to time made everyone feel dizzy after hearing it.

Although there are no barriers to verbal communication, these nouns are stacked together, and it is really like a heavenly book.

Everyone ignored the help-seeking gaze sent by the big brother Qingning, and the four sat there looking up at the sky from the same angle, pretending that they didn't see anything.

Fortunately, Mr. Qingning's psychological quality is excellent, and he just completed the processing of all parts under this kind of harassment, and the precision absolutely meets the requirements.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: Aren't you going to teach Chen Heng how to assemble it? 】

A simple sentence successfully diverted Xia Ning's attention.

Xia Ning took the parts, turned to look for Chen Heng again, and went to the on-site guide.

When they were in the group, they had already watched the entire teaching process. At that time, they really saw Chen Heng being sprayed with a bloody spray by Xia Ning.

It is really interesting to be able to watch the scene now.

With a bitter face, Chen Heng stood beside Xia Ning, watching Xia Ning's fingers flip with a degree of flexibility that did not meet the expectations of ordinary people.

After a short while, the little instrument was assembled.

Xia Ning took it apart and motioned for Chen Heng to come too.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: According to the action I just did, you also come again, hurry up. 】

this……

How could he do this!

It's like a hip-hop master doing a mechanical dance at double speed, and then asking an ordinary person to repeat it.

Can this be done? !

This is completely impossible to start with!

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Humph!Ordinary people can't do such simple manual work!I'll do it again, watch carefully! 】

This time, Xia Ning's speed dropped significantly.

Probably just dropped from double speed to normal speed.

However, even so, Chen Heng didn't learn it.

[Modern Hao Brother-Chen Heng: To be honest, I guess you have to slow down to 0.1 times the speed before I can learn it well, and you have to stop at one step. 】

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Then I will do this later, I will teach you how to write code first. 】

When it comes to the code, Chen Heng's eyes are even darkened.

Xia Ning called up the program from his brain and showed it to Chen Heng.

Chen Heng looked at the densely packed letters on the screen and felt that his future was bleak.

No, he has no future at all!

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Don't look at the code, it's actually very simple, it's just the integration of some basic code modules, let me explain the logic to you. 】

Before Chen Heng could refuse, another bunch of technical terms rushed to his face.

It's fine if it's just an explanation, but Xia Ning's explanation also comes with a question-and-answer interaction.

Such as: Do you understand the meaning of this code?Rephrase it.

It was painful, too painful.

Even if Chen Heng is now in the foundation building stage, his spiritual consciousness has been greatly improved, and his brain has been developed a lot, he still cannot fully understand these things.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Such a simple thing, so many times, why don't you understand?Why!In our case, three-year-olds are smarter than you! 】

Chen Heng retorted angrily.

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: The planes are different, and the education everyone receives is also different. It's normal if I don't understand. If you don't believe me, ask them, do they understand? 】

Chen Heng pointed to the others.

Unexpectedly, those few nodded their heads and said: [Understood. 】

understood? !

Are these people teasing him?

In order to prove herself, Qing Ning casually recounted what Xia Ning said just now, word by word, even the tone was similar, and it was full of heartache for Chen Heng.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: I just memorized it, but I still don't understand some things. 】

Chen Heng is understandable that big brother Qingning is so powerful.After all, he is a big shot in the realm of comprehension, so the realm is right there. For him, he has a photographic memory, which is a child's lesson. This is an existence like a scanner that can remember everything after scanning the jade slips.

What he didn't expect was that Liang Mancang, Qiao Yi and George could also remember them.

In this regard, the explanation of the three people seems to be very reasonable.

[Ancient Landlord-Liang Mancang: I was born with a photographic memory. 】

[The end of the world is not a god-Qiao Yi: This thing, don't you remember it after hearing it? 】

[European royal family-George: Although it is a bit difficult to understand, it is still relatively simple compared to spells. 】

Chen Heng: ...Despair.jpg

Feeling like you're holding the group back?

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: Everyone, I actually have a bold idea. In fact, I don’t need to learn this at all. As long as Xia Ning assembles it here with my materials, and then let me take it back for use, then it’s fine. ? 】

In this case, it should be feasible.

Whether it is feasible or not, it is always okay to try.

Chen Heng regained his energy immediately, watched Xia Ning assemble the instrument anxiously, and then took it out together.

Sure enough, you can take it out!

This is just like a bug.

With this, they can help each other.

For example, Mr. Qingning will refine some magic tools, George will make some magic circles, Qiao Yi will send some vegetables and fruits, and Liang Mancang will bring some meat, Chen Heng will bring some seasonings, and everyone will make it together here. A hot pot to eat.

Ah, just perfect.

Once Chen Heng's thoughts diverged, he couldn't stop.

If Mr. Qingning could have some Lingzhi, then the taste would probably be even better.

If the aura is too abundant at that time, they won't be able to bear it.

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Huh!Mortals, because of such a small matter, why are they drooling with excitement? 】

At this time, Chen Heng didn't care much about Xia Ning's tone of voice. He stood in the middle of the courtyard, opened his arms, and looked at the surrounding scenery, very excited.

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: Everyone, I have a bold idea.In order to celebrate our first official meeting, let's have a hot pot together! 】

hot pot?

What it is?

The well-informed Lord Xia Ning pursed his lips, embarrassed to ask the question, just watched them deliver the ingredients in and out, and quickly gathered the things.

Among them, Chen Heng and Qing Ning are the ones who contributed the most.

As the chef, Chen Heng brought seasonings and various classic shabu-shabu dishes; Qing Ning, as a technical support, found an earth vein spirit fire as fuel, and even refined a mandarin duck pot.

There is no way, ordinary pots cannot withstand the scorching of this earth vein spiritual fire.

By the way, Mr. Qingning also provided some mild low-level spiritual plants, and even Qiao Yi prepared some mutated animal meat.

Not to mention, the taste is different.

Chen Heng felt that the hot pot this time was different from the ones he ate before, it was extra delicious and hearty.

This magic weapon is different from the spirit fire. It is very convenient to control the heat. You can adjust the fire as you like. The vegetables will not be scalded and soft, and the meat will not be overcooked. It is perfect without waiting.

But even so, Qing Ning is still a little dissatisfied.

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: I was too hasty this time, next time I refine it, I will pay attention to it and add a storage space inside, so that I can cook vegetables automatically. 】

[Modern Hao Brother-Chen Heng: Come on, Mr. Qingning, don’t you think that this hot pot has to be cooked by yourself to be interesting to eat. 】

Otherwise, just eat Malatang, what kind of hot pot is there?

Thinking about it this way, it seems to make sense.

Master Qing Ning very much agrees with Chen Heng's statement.

Everyone was very satisfied with this meal, except Xia Ning.

Lord Xia Ning, I am very dissatisfied!

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Why do you all eat spicy food, and I am the only one who eats non-spicy food! 】

He was the only one eating the half of the mandarin duck pot alone, it was really lonely.

The key point is that he is young and has a small appetite, so he can't eat too much. After that, he can only watch them eat in full swing and drink a little wine.

Discrimination!

This is blatant discrimination!

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: Good boy, children can't eat chili, otherwise they won't grow taller. 】

Chen Heng touched Xia Ning's head, very satisfied with the feel of his hand, then decisively slipped away, and left the group space with the family-finding device.

The rest of you also followed behind Chen Heng, everyone touched Xia Ning's head, and then fled.

In the end, Xia Ning was left alone in the group space.

Xia Ning's eyes widened angrily, looking at the suddenly quiet courtyard, he laughed instead.

He seems to have never seen so many people before. This is what Skynet said, friend?

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the group space, Xia Ning secretly took a sip of the spicy soup from the hot pot.

Hiss, it's really spicy!

But it seems to taste good?

Next time, I should give advice to the nutritional supplement company and let them invent some spicy nutritional supplements.

wrong!

A nutritional supplement with a hot pot flavor should be invented!

Yes, it is hot pot flavor!

Xia Ning scanned the ingredients in the bottom of the pot with his smart brain, collected the ratio of various elements contained in its taste, and prepared to go back and test it by himself.

Well, he took another sip to strengthen his memory, so as to verify that the taste of his nutritional supplements was correct. It should be all right, right?

Just a sip, a sip will do.

Just when he was about to sneak another sip, Chen Heng suddenly entered the group space.

[Modern Haoge-Chen Heng: How many times have I said that children can't eat spicy food, why are you stealing it here! 】

[Interstellar Mengxin-Xia Ning: Who stole it!I'm doing experimental research, yes, it's experimental research! 】

Xia Ning pretends to be calm, it's really cute.

Chen Heng couldn't help rubbing his head again, put away all the pots and pans here, and broke away decisively.

This meal had just ended, and he began to look forward to the next dinner together.

There was a smile on Chen Heng's face, and it didn't fade away until Feng Yi appeared.

"Mr. Feng, I seem to have found a way to find my mother!"

Feng Yi: ...

It's not important, can you explain first, what's the matter with the strong hot pot smell on your body?Did you steal hot pot behind my back?

Chen Heng read the meaning from Feng Yi's eyes.

This, he really can't explain.

Chen Heng forcibly changed the subject, "Mr. Feng, how is the matter of Almighty Teaching resolved? How long will they stay here? I want to set off again to find my mother."

"Quickly, right now."

Even if it is not fast, it must be speeded up.

This group of people has no self-consciousness about being a light bulb at all. It's time for them to recognize reality.

Feng Yi::)