Deep Space Planet Leader

After saying this, father closed the video and went to work.

At that time, he was already seriously ill, but he still insisted on working. Earth Era, this giant spaceship across the ages, was built by little by little in the hands of this group of workaholics.

Zhang Yuan stared at the iron box in a daze.

Even though I was ridiculed for a while, I was still a little reluctant.

Daddy's memory has become a little fuzzy, but now it has become clear again, as if it had just been parted yesterday.

That feeling, very sad...

Two seconds later, he remembered something again and suddenly looked towards the iron box.

A potion that can increase intelligence!

Really, fake?

Zhang Yuan swallowed, frowns, and opened the iron box.

He found a small blue glass bottle filled with liquid and a disposable syringe.

Improve intelligence, impossible, isn’t there such a black technology in the world?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"If there were any, the world would have been full of geniuses. Academician is not as good as a dog. Even if the price is high, it won’t work."

But, since I’m old What Dad said would not come from nowhere.

Pick up the glass bottle, it is icy cold under the influence of dry ice, and the light blue liquid inside does not exceed 3ml.

Zhang Yuan hesitated, looking for an organization to test the composition of the liquid. But I am afraid that this thing is time-sensitive. Once the temperature rises, it may deteriorate and lose its effect.

So, should I use it?

Clenched his fists and thought hard for three seconds.

First, the probability of success is greater than the probability of failure.

Secondly, since it was sent by his father, it should not be harmful...

Thirdly, he is really unwilling to do so, just like this as an ordinary person. .

Use, don’t be a fool!

Determined, Zhang Yuan stopped the ink, took out the disposable needle tube, and extracted the blue liquid from the glass bottle.

"Intravenous injection..."

"Quiet, quiet."

Take a deep breath, and the needle sticks into the vein on his arm.

A tingling pain.

As an astronaut, I have received some medical training, and this aspect is not unfamiliar.

It's just a needle.

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth, pressed the syringe with his thumb, and slowly pushed the blue liquid in.

Soon, his cheeks started to burn, and a strange drowsy sensation came from his head, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or because the medicine was working.

Suddenly, the sky is spinning!

He stared at him and fainted to the ground.

...

When he woke up again, he felt his mind was confused, as if there was a whirlpool spinning fast.

Just continued to lie on the ground for a few minutes, the severe pain in the brain slowly eased.

"...I can think."

Zhang Yuan got up with difficulty, looked around suspiciously, and packed the needles and glass bottles on the ground, and put them in the refrigerator .

If necessary, maybe you should find a place to test the composition of the residual liquid.

"Am I smarter or stupid?"

"Try it!" he thought happily.

The simplest attempt, of course, is calculation.

Zhang Yuan asked himself a question: "7812378*7812378=......"

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