Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Dirty rats, germ-free rats, clean rats...

The number of breeding rooms for small white mice has been expanded to eight, and thousands of them have been bred strictly according to the instructions. Next, they can directly breed mice with specific pathogens.In the laboratory, several kinds of equipment that have been mentioned before but have no funds for research have also been produced. The medicinal materials are fully replenished, and many interrupted research can continue.

Happiness comes too fast and too suddenly, and I have everything when I wake up.

Song Qingshi looked at the white mouse cage and felt his heart beating so fast.He tugged at Yue Wuhuan's sleeve, trying to express his excitement, but the words in his stomach were like a jug full of dumplings, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't pour it out.He was about to cry because of his stupid mouth, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "You did a great job, thank you."

He was lucky enough to meet such a good little angel in three lives!

Smart and beautiful, kind and lovely, considerate and gentle...

Later, he will record all these in a small notebook and read it three times a day to remind himself how lucky he is.

Yue Wuhuan introduced: "The breeding speed of the white mice is extremely fast, and I controlled the breeding speed in the later stage. I took some of the white mice to do pharmacological experiments. Of course, I don't know the experimental methods of these white mice very well. I only tried to compare them. A simple test for toxicity...the mice were all killed after the experiment."

He found that using mice to do preliminary poison experiments was very good, and only needed a dose of [-], which saved a lot of precious medicinal materials.

Over the years, he has thoroughly read "Nie's Poison Classic" and all the poisonous books. He also took some of the various poisons collected in the Song and Qing Dynasties for research, strengthened the toxicity of Qianji Powder, and developed many new varieties of highly poisonous drugs. , Also researched a lot of poisoning methods that are hard to guard against.

On the stage of life and death, one needle kills his life, and now no one dares to manipulate him casually.

Yue Wu smiled and glanced at Song Qingshi who was lying on the table taking notes frantically, and knew that he was an idiot, he forgot everything when he entered the laboratory, and his mind was only on research.

Nine fiery red vines stretched out quietly behind him, two to clean the cage of the white mice, two to feed the white mice, two to fetch cakes and spirit tea, two to read a book, and the last one quietly wrapped around Song Qingshi's ankle, Then he sat by himself to deal with the chores of Yaowanggu.

In the Song and Qing dynasties, after writing the observation diary and the breeding guide for rats with specific pathogens, it took a long time to find the vines all over the room that were working on their own. After staring at the ankles for a long time, they couldn't help asking Yue Wuhuan: "Are they sane?"

"No," Yue Wuhuan stopped writing and said with a smile, "Their intelligence is my will, which is a bit like an extension of the limbs. Wherever they go, they can use their spiritual thoughts to check the surrounding environment. It is very convenient. I have been used to using it to deal with things over the years. gone."

Song Qingshi looked at the ledger in the hands of Vine and Yue Wuhuan, who were reading two books, and was stunned: "So, are you doing these things at the same time? How many people are you using for one person?"

"Well, because of the lack of manpower, I have too many things to deal with. If it is not particularly important, it will be faster to get distracted." Yue Wuhuan explained a few sentences, and suddenly realized that it might not be good to say this, so he hurried Rescue, ask Vine to fetch both books, "The only book I read seriously is "Ling Danzi's Computing Classics", the other book is the experimental data done by the apprentices, I just flipped through it casually to see if I made any mistakes .”

He thinks it's really not difficult to be distracted, just like breathing and drinking water, and he doesn't know how to say it...

It was the first time in Song Xueba's life that his IQ was crushed, and he had mixed feelings.

It was as if he was going to explain elementary school application problems. He changed several ways of solving problems that he could understand at a glance, from calculus to advanced numbers and then to algebraic geometry.

He shouldn't criticize his cousin for being ignorant...

Just like now, Yue Wuhuan worked hard to explain to him the methods and experience of distracted work.

Song Xueba was extremely wronged, he really couldn't understand and couldn't do it.When his hands were doing one thing, he couldn't do anything else, and when he saw something in his eyes, he couldn't hold anything else.The other Nascent Soul cultivators all went out to watch and listen to all directions. As soon as he saw something novel and interesting, he immediately forgot that he could survive until now because of his special skills and not loving to go out.

Yue Wu smiled and comforted him: "It's also good that you are like this."

He likes Song Qingshi's eyes when he looks at people seriously, as if the whole world only has eyes for this person.

Song Xueba decided to salvage his clever image. He took "Ling Danzi Suanjing" and flipped through it. He remembered that the mathematics in the fairy world is not very good, at most high school level. This book is about solving linear equations in three variables. and trigonometric applications.

The vast majority of monks do not pay attention to mathematics, which is actually wrong.

Many of his array layouts are calculated by using mathematics, especially after studying in another world, he can understand more clearly. Arrays are similar to electrical motherboards, and each line must be arranged in the most appropriate position. Reiki is equivalent to electricity. The combination of different motherboards can realize functions such as long-distance calling, security, view and even attacking weapons.

Of course, there is no mechanization in the Immortal World, and the formations cannot be mass-produced. They are all made by hand, and calculation is particularly important in it.

It is not easy for Yue Wuhuan to understand this by himself.

Song Qingshi's math grades are very good. He is very happy to explain various mathematical formulas and application methods. Later, he will write down all the knowledge of calculus, various number theories, and analysis. These are essential skills for science students!

Yue Wuhuan listened attentively, stopped the surrounding vines, and immersed himself in the joy of doing the questions.

The two of them studied the questions in the laboratory until dusk. Suddenly, the formation of Yaowanggu moved slightly, and the poison puppet also activated the attack mode. Yue Wuhuan noticed the change, raised his head in the sea of ​​questions, and looked at Glancing outside the door, he put away the books on the table.

Song Qingshi was not familiar with the newly changed defensive formation, he was a little slow, his reaction was half a beat slow, and he asked belatedly, "Is someone invading?"

Yue Wuhuan smiled: "It doesn't count, it just sneaked in to demolish the house."

Before Song Qingshi could understand what he meant, in an instant, the door of the laboratory was knocked open, and the two poison puppets guarding the door were engulfed by countless Gu insects.

An Long was full of murderous looks, and rushed in aggressively. His hair was long, and a few long braids were randomly braided behind his head. His whole body was covered with dirty mud, his lips were so dry that they were cracked with blood, and his eyes were red. Staring at Yue Wuhuan, followed by the same dirty Opteron with tarnished scales, spitting at Yue Wuhuan crazily, trying to swallow him in one gulp.

"What happened?" Song Qingshi asked in confusion, "Did you go to roll in the mud?"

Yue Wuhuan calmly explained: "My lord, the poisonous fog in the swamp has broken."

Song Qingshi understood instantly, and felt guilty, so he bowed his head and shrugged his shoulders, and huddled together.

An Long gritted his teeth and looked at the guy he worried about so much that he couldn't sleep or eat every day, looked at the refreshments on the table, and thought about the letter he received after breaking through the battle, wishing to tear the flesh off this fool.

Song Qingshi looked at his expression and lips, consciously understood what he meant, immediately picked up the spiritual tea that he hadn't drunk yet on the table, and offered it with both hands: "Drink?"

An Long laughed back angrily, took the spirit tea in his hand, drank it down, then grabbed the idiot who didn't know the situation with his big hands like iron pincers, carried it on his shoulder, and walked out of the laboratory in stride, ready to find a place Clean up hard.

The medicine servants on the side of the road all looked sideways. Song Qingshi was embarrassed by him, but he knew that he was wrong in this matter, and he was too embarrassed to burn people, so the pill fire in his hand gathered and scattered, and after hesitation, he was carried away Far.

The Gu worms at the door of the laboratory spread out like a tide, and then gathered like a tide, trapping Yue Wuhuan inside.

An Long went all the way to Fuling Palace, and found that the scenery in Yaowang Valley that had remained unchanged for hundreds of years had all changed, many familiar things had been erased, everywhere was flamboyant and gorgeous, and there was the shadow of that evildoer everywhere.

The territory where his traces were once left was violated, and it was stained with an atmosphere that shouldn't be there. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he threw the person on his shoulders down.

Even without body training, ordinary monks can stand firmly under such a simple attack.

However, Song Qingshi couldn't use half of his body, so he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing his distressed appearance, An Long was shocked, doubtful and regretful, and his anger immediately disappeared.

Haolong didn't understand so many things, and when he saw Song Qingshi wrestling, he felt very distressed, so he immediately crawled over, straightened up and used it as a crutch.

"Xiaobai, you're so kind." Song Qingshi supported Haolong to stand up slowly, limped to Anlong's side, and complained, "Speak slowly if you have something to say, I don't want to fight with you right now."

"What? Are you still injured?" An Long rudely picked him up from Opteron, checked him over and over again, and finally lifted his sleeve, pinched his left arm and asked, "Is this the one that can't move?"

Song Qingshi replied honestly: "Half of the body was burned by the thunder, the meridians and skin were regrown, and I couldn't move for a while."

"It looks tenderer than the original skin." An Long squinted his eyes, carefully stroked his arm several times, licked his lips, and ground his teeth.

Song Qingshi suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly pulled his hand back.

However, An Long's hands were so strong that he couldn't move even a single pull.

Song Qingshi despaired: "Only take one bite, if you bite too much, you will set fire."

An Long raised his eyebrows, and asked with a half-smile: "Why don't you just burn me?"

"I don't blame you for this." Song Qingshi never liked to justify mistakes and was brave enough to take responsibility. "Although the accident happened, it made you worry about me, so it's my fault. It's right for you to take a bite to vent your anger." .” And he shouldn’t have painted a dog’s head on the envelope, it’s so disrespectful.

There was a slight smile on the corner of An Long's mouth, his hostility was slightly reduced, his hands were slightly loose, and his teeth were not so itchy.

Song Qingshi struck while the iron was hot: "It was me who was wrong, you can turn on me if you are angry, don't blame Wuhuan..."

Before he finished speaking, he bit Bai Nen's arm hard, with such force that he almost bit off the flesh.

Song Qingshi screamed in pain, tears were about to come out.

Biting in Alaska can be really painful.

The author has something to say:

The story of Yue Wuhuan's struggle for favor (future chapter):

In the Qing Dynasty today, I took another look at the goblin in Cage C, and praised it for its shiny coat and very healthy body.

Heh, I'll drag it out tomorrow for a toxicology test.