Chapter 23 Postmodern Products

"I won't tell you any more."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed out like lightning.

Li Qian only felt a gust of wind blowing, and there was no one in front of her.

"I'll go, when did Lao Lu's physique improve?"

This speed is not what a person with A physique should achieve.

"It may not be that the physical condition has improved, but that the shy socialist mentality has driven the physical condition."

Wei Ning answered calmly, while Nan Yin ignored them and observed the blood flowing from Zhu Luo and the others' fingertips.

Seeing that the color began to lighten and the smell became much lighter, she breathed a sigh of relief.

life saved.

Next, if there is no medical cabin, we can only use medicated food to slowly recuperate.

But before that, let’s give them two pills.

Thinking of this, she took out another box from the space. It was exactly the same box, but the patterns on it were different.

In the eyes of Li Qian and Wei Ning, it was no different from a box containing Shiquan Dabu Pills.

When they saw the small dark brown pill inside, their eyes suddenly widened.

"Is this also the Shiquan Dabu Pill?"

"No."

After taking out a pill, Nanyin ordered, "Open their mouths."

The two of them started working together, their jaws clenched and their unconscious mouths were pinched into an O shape. Nanyin quickly stuffed the pills in with quick eyesight and hands.

"Close up!"

"it is good."

Soon, Zhu Luo and the others swallowed the pills under the slightly unfamiliar operation of Li Qian and the others.

Five minutes later, Nanyin looked at the blood on their fingertips again.

The color has turned red, and the smell has turned into an almost rust-like smell, which is so light that it can be ignored.

The needle can be removed.

She reached out to get the needle, and Wei Ning looked surprised, "Is this ready?"

"Most of the toxins have been forced out, and there are still a lot of residual toxins in the body."

In other words, my life was saved and my life was not in danger.

"Can the remaining poison be removed?"

"It's no problem if you have medicinal materials."

However, she has no medicinal materials in hand now. Fortunately, she has transportation and can go everywhere to find medicinal materials.

"Send them both back and let Ye Lin and the others take care of them."

With that said, Nanyin mentioned some precautions.

Li Qian hummed to show her understanding, "Where's Lan Xing?"

"Let's take him back together. He has been under too much mental pressure during this period and his body is also a little weak. Let's go back and have a good rest for a few days first."

So, Li Qian and the others called the dean and the others and sent the person back in three trips.

"So, the person was rescued?"

"Obviously, the faces of Zhu Luo and the others are no longer dark. This is a sign that the poison has been cured."

"Not finished yet."

The male voice who took the time to glance at the barrage answered with a smile, "Zhu Luo and the others still have a lot of residual poison in their bodies. It will take time to completely remove them."

She is not a fairy, and she cannot make them completely healed with just a few injections, just like a normal person.

The audience is also good at grasping the key points. Once they heard that it would take time to completely eliminate them, they knew that the two people were out of danger.

My heart was completely relieved.

It's nice not to have to die.

The team is growing day by day. If we continue at the current pace, it won't take long to find all the missing people. This is a good thing.

but--

"What's going on in Lansing?"

Zhu Luo and the other two girls were sent back first, and now only Lan Xing is still lying down.

"That's him." Nanyin glanced at Lan Xing, with a smile in her eyes, "The mental pressure is too great, and the lack of food and sleep has weakened the body. Just rest for a few days."

Before he finished speaking, a snoring sound like a saw was heard.

Deafening.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Lan Xing who made the noise.

Then--

"Sleep soundly!"

Dean Ou looked envious, and Dean Li did not hesitate to give in. As people get older, their sleep quality begins to plummet, and the time for light sleep is still short.

He was jealous of the quality of Lansing's sleep.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Lansing start scratching.

As a result, he continued to hold on, and his hand began to move downward...

Dean Li's heart skipped a beat, and he decisively bent down, grabbed his hand, and said to Nanyin, "Go and see if the inside of the cauldron has been cleaned."

"it is good."

Nanyin, who was mainly obedient, turned around and left, getting on the workbench again.

But they found that the soft glue had stopped working, and each one had swelled a lot and were scattered inside the cauldron.

The body has obvious color and looks dirty.

But in contrast, the inside of the cauldron was as clean as if it had been washed, revealing its true colors.

This work efficiency is ok.

With a look of surprise on her face, she stretched out her arms to pick out the soft plastics one by one and threw them into the box, preparing to clean and recycle them later.

"Dean, the interior has been cleaned up."

"Let me see."

When Dean Ou heard this, he was overjoyed and walked over. With Nan Yin's help, he got on the workbench and released the camera robot, which focused on high-definition, all-round viewing and inspection without blind spots.

Through the holographic screen projected by the camera robot, the old and the young saw the complicated patterns and text on the inner wall.

The patterns and handwriting are a little blurry, but they can be barely made out.

The dean wanted to use a magnifying glass to study each word, his expression full of amazement and amazement.

"It's a work of art, truly a work of art!"

"The wisdom of our ancestors is really endless, and they actually painted such beautiful patterns in bronze..."

He kept talking. Nanyin was reading the words, and her face gradually became weird as she listened to the old dean's words.

At this moment, the old dean, who had finished his emotion, made his preliminary judgment, saying——

"I suspect this bronze comes from before the Yuan Dynasty."

"Hey, it has such a long history?"

Dean Li and the others' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they immediately came over to watch and praise the bronze in all directions.

This bronze statue is said to be unique in the world.

Nanyin didn't plan to answer the call at first, thinking that it would be good to make the dean and others happy, but as a result, their boasts went too far, and when they were about to get a memorial tablet to enshrine the bronze statue, she couldn't help but pour cold water on it. .

"This bronze is not from before the Yuan Dynasty."

"It is a genuine post-modern product."

If nothing else, it should be the late Shang Dynasty deer square tripod that a bronze enthusiast asked a master to imitate.

But it only imitates the appearance.

The inside is very unspeakable.

As soon as she said this, the agitated dean and the others suddenly fell into silence as if they had been choked by their fate.

The world fell silent.

The relevant personnel and viewers who were squatting in the live broadcast room were equally excited, but they were boiling as if a pot was exploding.

"What is a postmodern product?"

"What I understand is that Nanyin said that this tripod is not an antique as we think, but a product of the Dark Ages before humans left their home planet. According to the timeline, it should be around 2000 AD."

"I don't believe it. How could this ancient tripod, full of historical charm, be a post-modern product?"

The audience refused to accept this cruel reality, and so did the dean.

(End of this chapter)

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