fifth form

Chapter 1665 Intuition
For a team, the allocation mechanism is extremely important, and it is something that must be determined at the beginning of team building.

The only thing that made Zhang Xuezhou feel a little regretful was that time was too tight. It took too much time to travel day and night from Jiangxia to the northern border area. He did not have time to go to Shanggu County City to seek Ning Cheng to learn the tracking technique.

Zhang Xuezhou learned Dong Zhongshu's technique of reverse tracking of stars, but he found it difficult to apply it in real life.

As for seeking Ning Cheng's academic knowledge, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't learn it just by talking. Ning Cheng and Zhang Xuezhou had an average relationship, and the other party was not a Confucian who was willing to spread Confucianism everywhere. In fact, the other party's school of thought was extremely conservative, so it was extremely difficult to learn the tracking technique.

Zhang Xuezhou finally lay on the bed in the Taoist temple's wing room, watching Gongsun Hong and Li Shaojun negotiating about going out to sea.

The matter was finally settled, and what followed was his sailing trip lying down.

If he is lucky enough, there is a small chance that he will be standing in the Mohist Mechanical City after waking up.

If his luck is average, he should be on an island or in the ocean, or just returning from the sea.

Zhang Xuezhou had no control over the next twelve days, so he had to follow the two men. As long as he could survive, he would accept wherever he went when he was not conscious.

It would be great if I could get involved in some serious work after waking up.

When he is caught in another world change in the future, he might be able to ask Li Shaojun to take him back to Chang'an City.

"Dongfang... Zhang Xuezhou!"

The voices sounded almost at the same time, and Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he was in a trance.

Li Shaojun's voice and Zuo Teng's voice were connected almost seamlessly.

One word was said before Zhang Xuezhou's world changed, and another word was said when Zhang Xuezhou woke up.

The former had thought of something and wanted to ask, while the latter had come to the checkpoint specifically to ask for help.

"Zuo... Zuo Teng, what are you doing here?"

Without Zhang Manqian and Ren Anran, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his room seemed less safe.

"I feel very insecure when you are around me all of a sudden!"

Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to open his eyes and pull out the nutrition needle in his arm.

“You really only wake up at the right time,” Zuo Teng complained.

"I'm sick, what can I do?" Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands and said, "Do you understand my suffering now?"

"I feel pity for you!"

No matter how powerful someone is, as long as the other person is an incurable patient, a normal person will not have strong envy, jealousy or hatred.

Zuo Teng once envied Zhang Xuezhou, and he also knew that Zhang Xuezhou was sick and relied on medical treatment to sustain his life, but this was nothing compared to the feeling of squatting by the other's sanatorium bed.

Zuo Teng felt that Zhang Xuezhou couldn't jump out of the patient's body no matter how hard he jumped.

This is just like the group of high-sequence people in the Old Age Mansion. They clearly have extraordinary individual strength, but because of their old age patients, they have to be locked in the Old Age Mansion, making their own abilities useless.

Twelve days is too long, enough for earth-shaking changes to take place outside.

Zuo Teng's positioning of Zhang Xuezhou is more inclined to support, and he feels that unless Zhang Xuezhou has twice as much intelligence and hard work as him, it will be difficult for him to keep up with the front group of people.

"If you have sympathy, just give me 32 units of R catalyst as soon as possible instead of making me go to Commissioner Zhou for help for this matter," Zhang Xuezhou complained.

“That’s 10 million!”

Zuo Teng felt a little like he was being cut by a knife. According to Qimeng Haig's success rate in making finished products, one hundred copies of R32 catalyst would cost million.

But the Zuo family laboratory cannot actually achieve this success rate, so this amount is the lowest possible.

On second thought, he could only use the experience gained from low-level production to convince himself that everything was worthwhile.

"Our family is not short of money. If you don't take the initiative, I will go it alone," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"I know, I know, right away," Zuo Teng assured, "You still have 6 R32 catalysts, enough for you to use for a month or two. I will definitely take care of things in this time!"

"A lot, I want a lot," Zhang Xuezhou added.

"The quantity is large and sufficient!" Zuo Teng assured again. Although Zhang Xuezhou has weak genes, he has infinite accumulation in genetic fighting skills, thus leading to possible qualitative changes.

He wasn't worried at all at this moment that he was asking for too much.

He even suspected that the catalytic effect of R32 on his body might not last for seven days as Chimon Hagrid mentioned, but the duration would be much shorter when pushed strongly, and there might even be a need for continuous injections.

"Then I believe your promise." Zhang Xuezhou patted his shoulder and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

"It's a big deal, it's a big deal," Zuo Teng said anxiously, "I was kicked out by my father!"

"This is not a big deal," Zhang Xuezhou complained, "Even the breakup between you and your father is not a big deal!"

"It's fine that my father doesn't recognize me, but the key is that I found that he seems to be in contact with some people outside the province, and seems to be plotting to subvert the Sequence Committee," Zuo Teng said.

"Just him?"

Zhang Xuezhou was stunned and felt that this was not a big deal.

If people like Zuo Quan can subvert the Sequence Committee, then there is no need for the Sequence Committee to exist.

"What, you... do you look down on my father so much?"

Zhang Xuezhou’s reaction was too obvious, and Zuo Teng was a little slow to react.

"I respect your father," Zhang Xuezhou said perfunctorily, "but I am just a piece of trash, why are you looking for me?"

"I want to know what happened to you that night in the Imperial Mausoleum," Zuo Teng said, "What is the use of that gladiolus grass? Was my father affected by this gladiolus grass and caused such a huge change in his personality?"

No one knows a father better than his son. Zuo Teng felt that Zuo Quan made him feel strange.

The other party used violence to expel him, and there was acrimonious communication between them. This should not be Zuo Quan's normal mentality.

Others thought that Zuo Quan was just moody, but Zuo Teng felt that Zuo Quan was like a different person, as if he had been drugged.

And this change occurred in just one or two days of exploring the imperial tomb.

"I got the video footage from Commissioner Zhou. You were the one who filmed it, so you should know more about these things," Zuo Teng said.

"Why don't you ask Commissioner Zhou?" Zhang Xuezhou asked suspiciously.

"She's busy!"

“I’m busy too!”

Zhang Xuezhou got up from the bed, then took out the black-skinned chicken that had been prepared in advance from the freezer. After heating it up, he added some staple food and ate it slowly.

After riding his horse for nearly twelve days in the other world, he was still not completely free from its influence, nor had he switched all his thoughts back to the real world.

His state is very normal. Even normal people will recall the dream for a moment after dreaming. If there is no major stimulation, Zhang Xuezhou will also be absent-minded for a moment.

"Don't think your family can stay out of this. Your mother sneaked into the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum to do a live broadcast. Some people in Xijing City think that she may also be involved in the subversion plan!"

It was not until Zuo Teng warned him again that Zhang Xuezhou quickly came to his senses and remembered Song Fengying who was running around doing live broadcasts.

"Does anyone think my mother is plotting subversion?" Zhang Xuezhou asked suspiciously, "Isn't this just what you think of as subversion?"

Song Fengying went to the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum in the middle of the night to do a live broadcast and said it was okay, after all, the law did not prohibit going.

But if you say it's not possible, then it's really not possible. The Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum is involved in the internal conflicts of the Red Alliance, and there are not many reasons to justify being involved.

Zhang Xuezhou relied on Zhou Yueyan's leadership of the committee and wanted to check out the connections outside the province, so he allowed Song Fengying to go in the middle of the night.

He even recommended a location where Song Fengying could broadcast live.

"One move can affect the entire body. If our family is involved, your mother's investigation into the collapse of the Luo Li Emperor's Mausoleum may become the fuse, and your family will definitely not escape." Zuo Teng warned: "This may not ultimately eliminate your family, but your family will definitely not feel comfortable under this turbulent undercurrent."

Zuo Teng mentioned subversion again and again.

He was preparing for a rainy day, wanting to keep things at a minimum and reduce the impact on the two families when they encountered trouble.

After Zuo Teng warned and asked for help several times, Zhang Xuezhou finally understood the situation and began to take it seriously.