Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 51 Can't Refine Medicine

  Fortunately, the future interstellar building materials are solid, otherwise, when she runs out of the spiritual plant in her hand, will this building collapse?

  This idea is a bit exaggerated. It is impossible for the building to collapse.

  Two times the fryer was completely beyond Robbie's control. She was a little upset, and eagerly wanted to try again to see if she did not do the right way, or if she was a waste material from refining medicine. It was almost noon at this time, and there was not enough time, and Luo Bi had a headache. She planned to try again in the afternoon.

  At noon, Feng Ling brought the food back, and cared about the situation of Xia Luobi's refining medicine, and then went to the army.

  Robi lay in bed for a morning break. In fact, she couldn't sleep either. She just closed her eyes and recharged her energy. When she couldn't lie down anymore, she got up to concoct medicine.

  As a result, two hours later, he fryed the stove again. With a "bang", the person who heard the movement was frightened, damn! What's wrong? Once in the morning and again in the afternoon, it's not over yet.

Colonel Roger and Feng Ling had a good relationship. He ran to the combat department to find Feng Ling and teased: "What's the matter with your newlywed wife? Don't do it if you can't refining medicine. This surprise is not good at first." After the furnace twice, there is no one left.

  Feng Ling only raised her eyes faintly: "It's just getting used to it."

  Roger knocked on the table: "The process of refining medicine is the most interstellar, so you let her toss like that?"

  Feng Lingyun said lightly: "I can still afford her for the time being."

Roger thought for a while and said, "That's good. With her waste material attributes and no talent for refining medicine, at least she won't have any other thoughts." Qiu Qiu's heart was too big, so he climbed Rong Peijun and ran to it. The Emperor Star is gone.

  Robi is different. Regardless of whether she has ambitions or not, she will also accept her high probability of frying and ambitiousness.

  Feng Ling chuckled and changed the subject: "When I have time, let your Hu Li point out my wife."

   "Okay, I'll talk to Hu Li when I turn around." Roger readily agreed. His wife, Hu Li, is a third-level dual-faculty teacher, and he is more than enough to give him guidance.

  Hu Li is a senior contractor of the garrison base and belongs to the military department. After get off work, Roger picks her up and goes to the base restaurant for dinner. During the period, Roger and her pointed out Robbie.

  "Go and see, it's not a problem to always fry like this." Roger said.

  Hu Li is a standard big beauty, with a good temperament and understanding. He smiled and said: "I will go over after dinner and have a look."

  Roger and others already know that Robbie has fried the furnace twice, but Robbie knows herself that she has made medicine three times and fried the furnace three times. What does this figure mean? She is a waste material from refining medicine, and this is nowhere. If she insists on going on, it will only waste Interstellar Coins.

  Ke Luo Bi is really unwilling, she plays with Lingzhi Yaozhi like playing, she thinks she is quite capable! Why can't you just concoct medicine?

  No matter how reluctant Robbie is to accept, it seems to be a fact that she can't make medicine.

  After thinking for a long time, Robbie no longer struggles. She will change one if the road fails. If it is a big deal, she will choose another energy source and gambling stone. She will not be unlucky even energy and gambling stone!

  If that's the case, Mom, Robbie can only recognize it, he has no ability, who can he blame?

   However, Luo Bi still has a spiritual plant for refining Zhixue San, even if he gives up, he will have to use it up. Today is not enough, her mental power and soul source power are not lightly depleted, and she will continue tomorrow, regardless of whether it will fry or not, it will fry, it has been fried three times, who cares more than a few times.

  (End of this chapter)