After the boss of the last days was cannon fodder, he changed to farming scripts

The enrollment work of the Academy of Espers is in full swing.

It was about the trip that Gu Xi left before, which also made the more than ten deans and vice deans of the college really recognize Gu Xi as a special advisor.

Soon, someone sent the first-stage schedule to Gu Xi.

Gu Xi stared at the schedule in front of her, and frowned slightly.

In her cognition, the improvement of abilities should be based on actual combat - after all, that's how they got here back then.

But in the syllabus sent by the college, almost all of the first stage are theoretical courses.

It's fine if it's just a theoretical class. After all, Gu Xi has never read books systematically, so he doesn't know how a college operates. But the problem is that all the textbook materials for these theoretical classes come from those materials on the 0101 farm forum. .

In other words, there is no intention to share the results of decades of research at the Ability Research Institute!
People in the last days are selfish, and she can understand that the research institute wants to cherish their own self in order to maintain their absolute authority in this field.

Gu Xi thought about it, called Yang Chi to find Zhou Jinyu directly, and directly copied some research materials from the central database of the research institute, which inevitably aroused some people's dissatisfaction.

But because these materials were obtained through Zhou Jinyu, the dean of the research institute, Chen, has disappeared for a long time, and now the director of the research institute, Vice Dean Ye, has passed her daughter Ye Nan The attitude seems to have acquiesced in this matter.

In this way, even if someone is dissatisfied, it's hard to say anything, but I feel that Gu Xi is too strong.

It's just being strong and being weak.

But these people have lived in peace for a long time, but they have forgotten that the law of the jungle is the first rule of survival in the last days.

"Our Minister Zhou is not fooling us, is he? Using the above method can really stimulate the improvement of abilities?" Yang Chi stared at the light screen and looked at the data he had just deciphered, frowning slightly.

Qin Yi's eyes widened in shock after glancing at the information on the screen. Although their methods of stimulating supernatural powers were mostly the way of extreme stimulation and breakthrough, they still had limits.

However, these methods used by the research institute to stimulate the rapid improvement of abilities completely ignore the recognition ability of the human body. According to this method of training, can anyone really bear it?
Qin Yi expressed doubts.

Qi Xiang affirmed from the side, "The information is true."

Seeing Yang Chi and Qin Yi looking up together, a look of complexity flashed in her eyes, "I've seen it before."

It's just that the group of supernatural beings she met with Dr. Qi who tried to improve their supernatural powers through these methods died in just a few days, and the rest of them died in the end. All of them became useless due to the collapse of the power core due to excessive loss of power.

The reason why no one knew about these things was because the lists of these people were all destroyed in the top secret files of the research institute in the end.

After all, we all know the end of the world, so who cares if a few people disappear?
Qi Xiang hooked her lips sarcastically, she lowered her eyes to hide the coldness in her eyes, and turned to walk towards Gu Xi.

Gu Xi stood by the window not far away, quietly looking at the sky outside the window, and did not participate in their discussion.

Qi Xiang watched her open her mouth, but didn't know what to say. If she guessed correctly, Gu Xi... the methods of the research institute should have been used on Gu Xi in the first place.

I don't know how Gu Xi survived such inhuman torture?

At this moment, Wei Heng pushed the door open and walked in.

"You are holding..." Qi Xiang turned around and stared at the large airtight glass jar in his arms, and carefully identified it for a while, "Tofu milk?"

Hearing this, Qin Shi on the side also showed two sweet dimples and leaned over, watching closely: "This is a success?!"

The tone was full of joy. She heard that this thing could be called a magic weapon for dinner before the end of the world, so she wanted to try it a long time ago.

Spike.

Qin Yi wiped her mouth, turned and went to the kitchen.

Wei Heng nodded, and put the glass jar on the table over there, "I summarized the information on the forum, and asked Grandma Lin..."

Qi Xiang came over and asked, "Didn't you say that the best way to make these is to use an earthen jar?" He looked at Wei Heng with subtle eyes, you are a high-level earth-type supernatural being, it shouldn't be difficult to get a useful earthen jar, right?
"I know this." Qin Yi, who couldn't wait to go to the kitchen to get the bowl, tapped his chopsticks and said, "Didn't Team Wei make some earthen jars for Grandma Lin and the others before, but Grandma Lin said that those jars were good for decoration, but It’s not enough to make kimchi…”

Probably because Wei Heng was on the side because of scruples, Qin Yi didn't dare to continue talking.

After all, as a cook in the last days, it is not easy to offend the chef if he offends anyone.

Qi Xiang was absolutely wrong, she thought about it, and finally remembered: "But those pickle jars at our house before are very useful."

When she was in Nancheng before, Wei Heng made chicken offal with pickled peppers several times, and she didn't think the taste of those pickles was wrong.

Wei Heng explained: "I didn't make the kimchi jar at home." He bought it from others in Nancheng before. After all, at that time, in his state, he didn't dare to use his ability at all.

Qi Xiang clicked his tongue, which was somewhat meaningful.

Wei Heng: "."

On the side, Qin felt that something was wrong, and took the initiative to smooth things over, "Grandma Lin also said that even before the end of the world, making pickle jars is a technical job..."

At this moment, Gu Xi came over, and Qin Yi hurriedly dipped some fermented bean curd into her mouth with her chopsticks.

"How's the taste?" Wei Heng looked at her expectantly. "The chili noodles I used are the No. 07 variety newly evolved and bred on the farm. Grandma Lin said that this taste is the closest to Chaotian Chong before the end of the world."

Gu Xi: "It's a bit salty." But overall the taste is okay.

"Really?" With that said, Wei Heng also took the chopsticks, dipped some into his mouth and tried it.

It's a bit salty, put less salt next time.

At this moment, Yang Chi, who had been staring at the light curtain, let out a low voice, "Sister Gu Xi, people from the investigation team have entered the mountain."

Gu Xi frowned: "What are they doing in the mountains?"

"What else could it be for?" Qi Xiang also tasted some fermented bean curd, and said with a bitter face from the salt, "I can smell it."

Those people, when they heard that Gu Xi asked the supernatural beings from the farm to go into the mountain to check the situation, they chased after him just like the smelly thing.

This is for fear that all the good things will be taken away by Gu Xi.

"What good things can there be in that mountain?" Qin Yi was surprised. Since the news of the Academy of Espers was released, the people from the Joint Investigation Team have gone to the Land of the Dead, and they have been quite peaceful these days.

But this time, Qin Yi frowned slightly.

Originally, Gu Xi asked people to enter the mountain just to investigate the evolution of the alien plants in the mountain. Now that the investigation team has made such a move, it may be difficult for others not to think too much.

"It doesn't matter, they can go if they want." Qi Xiang didn't care, shrugging his shoulders, "I guess it's because there has been no good news from the Death Swamp, and those people saw that Gu Xi sent people into the mountain, so they moved their minds .”

Qin Yi didn't react for a while, and asked in puzzlement, "What's on your mind?"