The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 439 Chapter 430 Nine, The Nutrient Is Actually Myself
Heaven.The highest place of the ancient gods, the highest place.

It condenses the crystallization of ancient civilizations, and has been studied by the government and flocked to.

The celestial grass obtained from it and the extracted substances have had an immeasurable impact on modern medicine.

The researchers who participated in it knew what kind of treasure the ancient immortal civilization was.

A mysterious treasure.

Among them, jelly grass is unparalleled in the inhibition of cancer cells by modern targeted drugs.

It is real, fairy grass, with the fairy grass of this ancient civilization.

It also made the upper class pay more and more attention to these ancient spiritual methods.

And those pegasus horses who are born to use aura to fly have also become official breeding objects. Over time, they can play an extraordinary role in all aspects.

Many research institutes have received assignments, each researching their own areas of expertise, but the Urumqi Institute of Biology has lost this position.

This is the punishment for the director of the research institute to forcibly arrange for his wife to enter the warship.

Many people thought it was unlucky for the director to marry such an unlucky wife.

Because of this unlucky wife, I lost a good chance to become famous. After all, the research institute that extracted the anti-cancer components of celestial grass has soared into the sky.

Even Zhang Jiahe himself was depressed, smoking a cigarette in the office.

Those honors should have belonged to me. My research institute is also a major in biological research.

Not to mention fairy grass, there is no hair, let alone the higher-level research of Tianma.

It really made Zhang Jiahe a little depressed.

It's all because I got an unlucky wife.
That's Zhang Jiahe's student
Who made myself unable to resist the temptation of being young and beautiful at that time.

Now Zhang Jiahe just wants to give himself two slaps, he really regrets it.

Seeing that the cigarettes on the table were exhausted, and when he wanted to look for cigarettes again, the door was opened suddenly. It was his wife, the deputy director of the research institute.

He used to feel refreshed when he saw this young and beautiful appearance, but now he just feels upset.

"What's the matter? I'm busy."

"Smoking is busy, you can't get a decent research resource." The woman's tone was slightly contemptuous.

Zhang Jiahe couldn't help feeling an unknown fire in his heart, if it wasn't for...if it wasn't for her words, would this kind of thing happen?
If she hadn't been thinking about "proving herself" and "making a name for herself" and wasting resources to forcefully get a place, she wouldn't have encountered the current situation where there are no resources available in the laboratory, but now there is nothing wrong with saying this. What's the use? In the final analysis, it's all because of myself.

Feeling Zhang Jiahe's vaguely blaming eyes, the woman became inexplicably angry.

"You think I'm in the way now, don't you? You were not like that at the time. You men really say one thing and do another."

"No, you go for a beauty treatment and don't bother me."

"Hmph, I promise you will change your attitude next time and thank me."

Then the woman showed Zhang Jiahe a photo. After seeing the photo, Zhang Jiahe, who was smoking, fell off the cigarette butts.

"What is this?"

"Want to know? Then come and take a look with me."

When they came to a laboratory, several researchers who followed the woman were doing secret experiments.

Even the director Zhang Jiahe didn't know about the experiment.

Zhang Jiahe has no time to pursue anything, he just looked at the things in the petri dish in front of him, and said in a trembling tone: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know I'm doing something to make a name for myself."

"Are you sure, is it famous??"

"Back then, PPL-Therapeutics became famous with the world's first cloned sheep. Now... our team is going to clone the world's first ancient monster. Why can't it become famous?" The woman showed fanaticism, So did the fellow researchers.

They all bypassed Zhang Jiahe's approval.

"Damn, this kind of thing. You should discuss this kind of thing with me anyway." Zhang Jiahe was already a little frightened by this madness.

"To discuss with you, this research may be aborted." The woman stroked the surface of the petri dish gently: "This is the last time, the hair cloned by the two Taoist priests brought down from the 'Heavenly Court'."

In the petri dish, there is a monkey-shaped creature sleeping.

One, a monkey with calcareous hair.

That's true, although Zhang Jiahe likes to use his power to get some small benefits.

But he would never dare to do such a thing.

Not to mention cloning monsters from ancient times, this kind of thing is strictly prohibited even if it is cloning ordinary creatures.

Who knows what the consequences will be.
"It's still too late to destroy it now, before outsiders know about it." Zhang Jiahe looked at his wife who was already a little bewildered and crazy.

The woman said disapprovingly: "You are just too timid, so you can't do great things. You can give up the reputation and money that are within your reach."

"You're crazy."

"Crazy? Maybe, the forerunners of every era will always be called lunatics. Do you think I will care about such a small matter of being questioned?"

While the two couples were still arguing, a very soft and unfamiliar voice sounded.

"Interesting, is this what mortals do now... It's interesting, it's powerful"

A slender hand caressed the Petri dish.

Zhang Jiahe and his wife looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of them, his complexion was pale, and he was dressed in black monk robes.

Handsome and a little strange.

When the woman saw the young man, she wanted to sternly reprimand him for coming in without permission, but when she saw the handsome and melancholy face, she softened, but she still spoke.

"Who are you? This is the research institute, how did you get in?"

"The poor monk is someone who is destined to be with him." The young man stroked the petri dish gently, and looked at the stone monkey inside full of curiosity and nostalgia: "You must be very uncomfortable in it. Don't be afraid, the poor monk just set you free"

Under the stunned eyes of several people, the monster monkey in the petri dish grew rapidly.

It grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, it became a 1.8-meter-long monkey from a small monkey, bursting the petri dish.

The researchers couldn't believe it.

This. This. Without nutrition, how did he grow?Absolutely no respect for conservation of mass.
Unbelievable, this is equivalent to making something out of nothing, etc.
"I, I." Just as Zhang Jiahe was about to say something, he saw his originally young and beautiful wife. Her skin became wrinkled and her hair became gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Look at my hands again, they have started to turn black.
what.
Nutrients are actually myself.

(End of this chapter)