White armor

Chapter 273 What? Pandas are actually white tigers?
"Well, I didn't expect the province to rush to invest in tourism and the Ice and Snow Festival. In fact, Brother Qiang doesn't have to worry at all. I don't have any funds on hand, and I'm even going to beg for alms."

"What a coincidence! Give me a pillow when you feel sleepy."

Luo Hao told the truth.

Feng Zixuan and Shen Zizai stared in amazement.

Originally Luo Hao wanted to beg for alms, but he didn't expect that the person he was begging for alms from would come to him on his own initiative and he would not be able to do so without paying.

In the end, they ran in both directions, which was a perfect ending.

"Can bamboo withstand temperatures dozens of degrees below zero?"

"It depends on whether you can do it or not." Luo Hao sighed, "This family business was earned by Zhuzi himself. It's not shabby to earn money to support himself."

"!!!"

Giant pandas have to feed themselves? !

Feng Zixuan and Shen Zizai didn't quite believe it, but Luo Hao had said before that not all giant pandas are treated as national treasures.

This is indeed true.

The world is just a huge makeshift troupe. There are many things going on on the stage, but it is uncertain what is happening off the stage.

As the number of giant pandas increases, it is impossible to devote so much manpower and resources to each and every one of them.

"It depends on luck. Pandas also depend on luck. If they meet a good nanny, they will be blessed. If they meet a bad one, that's it."

"Xiao Luo, why are you so disgusted with funds from the United States, Europe and Japan?" Feng Zixuan asked quietly what he wanted to ask.

"My boss didn't allow me to do that. He told me some negative examples. Otherwise, I wouldn't understand these things." Luo Hao said frankly, "Director Feng, let me tell you a joke."

"One of my senior students is going to Japan to study interventional surgery. Japan's technology level is the best in the world, so we should always communicate with each other."

"Before he went abroad, he wanted to give himself a Japanese-sounding name, but Chinese people would know he was not Japanese as soon as they heard it. Guess what the name was?"

Feng Zixuan thought about it and shook his head.

"Benshan Zhao."

"..."

"..."

Feng Zixuan and Shen Zizai were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"There's a medicine called Rendan, which a German research institute put into a machine to study its ingredients. It turned out that the mercury content exceeded the standard and directly destroyed the machine."

"how?"

"Honko also has a kind of Jindan. After the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, a man named Morishita Hiroshi bought the recipe from Formosa, changed the cover and said it was researched by himself."

"There are two types of Ren Dan?" Shen Ziyi was stunned.

"Yes." Luo Hao said, "I won't say more. People who practice Chinese medicine only know how to talk about this and that every day. The prescriptions have all been taken away from the notebook. They don't make progress, but only know how to brag every day.

There's nothing shameful about making money, but you have to do something serious while making it.

There are other medicines similar to Ren Dan, and there are quite a few of them.”

Speaking of this, Luo Hao felt a little depressed. He picked up the beer, opened it, and poured a glass each for Feng Zixuan, Shen Zizai, and himself.

"Xiao Luo, why don't you study Chinese medicine?" Feng Zixuan asked with a smile.

"Not long after I arrived at Union Medical College, I met Boss Chai and then I was targeted by him." Luo Hao's face lit up when he talked about Boss Chai.

"Mr. Chai is really good to you."

"Yeah, I miss the boss. When I have time, I'll go fishing with him." Luo Hao said with a weird expression.

As the system was activated, I became busier and busier. It seemed that I had given up on Qing Qian for Si Qing. After getting San Qing, I would take another step up next year and the year after. Everything was flourishing and the fire was boiling.

However, most of my time is wasted.

Go fishing with your boss?

There’s no time for that!
Even if I go there myself, my boss will chase me away and tell me to do serious work.

Luo Hao sighed and missed all the bosses.

……

Mr. Chai put away his fishing rod and scooped up a handful of bait for making the nest.

Three or four fish poked their heads out of the water.

They are huge, about 7 to 80 cm long, and their mouths can open wide enough to swallow a fist.

Mr. Chai fed the fish one by one, touched the heads of a few fish, and then washed his hands in the water.

"Boss, are you fishing or feeding the fish?" Qian Guangming accompanied Mr. Chai for night fishing today, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this scene.

"It's all the same, just a way to kill time." Old Chai stood up slowly.

"Boss, Xiao Luohao is on the hot search again!" Director Qian was holding a mobile phone, the light of the phone shining on his face, looking ferocious.

"Oh? On the trending search? It's not a good thing to be on the trending search all the time. You can talk to him when you have a chance and tell him to be more low-key. The tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. He is young and does not know much."

"Xiao Luohao didn't directly become a hot topic. It was Boss Xia who urged him to raise a giant panda, and the giant panda became a hot topic."

"Let me see." Mr. Chai wiped the water stains on his body and took the phone.

AFP The bamboo filled with wind appears before your eyes.

This style is indeed the work of AFP. It would not have been possible if Germany had occupied Japan for at least one day.

"Oh? Made by Jiangbei Provincial Propaganda Department? It looks pretty credible." Old Chai appreciated it very much.

"Nowadays, people born after 95 and 00 are taking the lead. Some of the things they produce are hard for me to accept, but the effects are good," Qian Guangming told the truth.

"Hey." Mr. Chai returned the phone to Qian Guangming, "Let's go home."

"This one, the letter arrives at the right time~~~" Old Chai hummed softly.

Qian Guangming carried various things back to the fishing cart that Luo Hao had prepared for Mr. Chai. Hearing the boss humming "Dingjun Mountain", he was thinking about Luo Hao.

This little guy really knows how to flatter... and really knows how to provide emotional value. The boss has been in much better spirits in the past few months.

Boss Chai's voice was full of energy, and Director Qian smiled, missing Luo Hao a little.

……

"Luo Hao is cooperating with Jiangbei Province?" Boss Zhou muttered to himself while holding his cell phone.

The hot search is not only on the website, but every WeChat group has pictures of bamboo.

It is obvious that the bamboo in this black and white painting style is extremely ferocious. It does not look like the positive characters in the usual stereotypes, nor does it look like the cute giant panda in everyone's mind.

But some people like it, and the vast majority of people like it.

The picture of the leader of a jackal pack being slapped to death and the picture of a jackal being smashed to pieces by a bamboo pole were all over the screen.

The related emoticon packages were also made very quickly and began to be updated. I don’t know whether they got Bamboo’s authorization or not.

Mr. Zhou knew about Luo Hao's project. The initial drone and mechanical dog were not contacted by Boss Xia, but were the work of Mr. Zhou.

These were all non-confidential matters, so Mr. Zhou didn't pay much attention to them at the time. Xiao Luohao could do whatever he wanted, as he pleased.

But I didn't expect that Luo Hao was so capable of making trouble. In just over a month, he caused such a big fuss.

And also cooperate with Jiangbei Province.

The hot search was made by Jiangbei’s Propaganda Department, who were warming up for the Ice and Snow World at the end of the year as soon as summer arrived.

Looking at the current popularity of bamboo, it is estimated that it will last from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

The most popular thing is not the propaganda, but when the bamboo actually appears on Central Avenue and tourists can pet the cats on the spot.

Just with this gimmick, I'm afraid countless people will flock to it.

Just don’t pull out all the bamboos, Mr. Zhou thought.

As for safety, Mr. Zhou was not worried at all. Luo Hao was prudent and safety was definitely his top priority, so there was no need to remind him.

That boy is very smart and has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he can always avoid all bad things.

Old Zhou smacked his lips, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"Old Zhou, are you envious?" asked Mr. Miao.

"What should I envy?" Old Zhou curled his lips, speaking stubbornly.

"I watched the video that Luo Hao recorded for Lao Chai. When the students sang Dingjun Mountain, you didn't say anything, but your eyes were shining." Old Miao sneered. After all, she was his wife. How could she not know what Old Zhou was thinking?

"It depends on chance." Mr. Zhou replied calmly.

"Opportunity, opportunity." Old Miao scolded with disdain.

"Why? Isn't it?"

Mr. Miao picked up his phone and made a video call directly.

"Grandma Miao~~~" Wang Jiani's voice came over like a clamp.

"Big girl, what are you doing?"

"I'm perfecting the video, which is Mayor Luo Hao's defense video. I'll make it again. Luo Hao said that the provincial propaganda department needs it." Wang Jiani's voice returned to normal.

"Oh, I saw a clip of Lao Chai singing Dingjun Mountain on your video account."

"Luo Hao gave it to me." Wang Jiani replied with her big eyes blinking.

She was a straightforward person and didn't understand what Mr. Miao meant.

"See if Master Zhou can make a similar video."

Mr. Zhou was stunned.

This doesn’t seem very good.

"Video, let me think about it. That kind of scene is quite rare. Oh, I'll ask Luo Hao about it."

"Okay, go and ask. There's no rush. Just ask when we meet." Mr. Miao finished his serious business with a smile and started chatting with Wang Jiani about family matters.

Mr. Zhou kept scratching his head.

This was not what he had imagined.

Lao Chai stole the show, and that video was the highlight of his life, probably only comparable to the moment when he received the award in the Great Hall of the People.

There is also Lang Jinghe's documentary. The last scene where he and Mr. Lin intertwined through the air also made Mr. Zhou feel a little emotional, and sand got into his eyes.

To say I'm not envious is a joke.

Wang Jiani?
The girl was indeed simple, but she could only be described as simple. This matter depended on Luo Hao, who had so many strange ideas in his dog's head.

Although what happened with Lao Chai was just a coincidence, Luo Hao played a decisive role in it.

Without Luo Hao, no matter how much related work you do, there will never be a highlight moment.

Mr. Zhou lowered his head and looked at the bamboo in the black and white painting.

It takes such a short time for bamboo to adapt to survival in the wild and look like the king of Qinling Mountains.

If Luo Hao puts his heart into it, he might really be able to leave himself a highlight moment, Old Zhou thought with a smile.

If that were the case, there would be no regrets in life and I could leave with a smile.

……

"Qinling... go to Qinling..." Professor Zhang was sweating profusely.

He wanted to refuse, but the person opposite him seemed to know what he was thinking. A scornful smile appeared on his face, and invisible pressure from the silence weighed on Professor Zhang.

"Actually, I can produce results soon." Professor Zhang always felt something was wrong and finally struggled.

"Zhang, you know where the charity fund comes from. Although it is called charity, it definitely does not support lazy people." The blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man spoke fluent Mandarin, but his accent sounded a little awkward. "Every year, I mean every year, projects related to giant pandas will get their attention."

“Giant panda, that’s a giant panda.”

"You may underestimate the importance of pandas in the hearts of those ladies."

Professor Zhang lowered his head with a sad face, he was in a dilemma.

"But where are the results?" the blond middle-aged man asked in a joking tone, "Zhang, where are the results we need?!"

"Sir, you know I'm working hard. And this project has been pushed forward greatly recently!" Professor Zhang explained.

"Give it a push? What does that have to do with the charity fund? Every penny of the fund represents the donors' love for wild animals, but what about you? That young man could have given it a push, but you spent $11 million in 130 years!" The blond middle-aged man began to show his anger. "Zhang, I suspect you have pocketed the funds from the charity fund for wildlife research."

"Damn it, your Chinese language always has a lot of compression. It's called lining one's own pockets, right? It means that you spent the money that should have been spent on the giant pandas on yourself." The blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man said word by word, "This damn compression actually has a kind of beauty. It's so beautiful. Every time I say it, I feel comfortable all over."

"..." Professor Zhang stared at the blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man in a daze.

Isn't it just an idiom? He used it well, but it didn't make me feel comfortable.

But this is not important. What is important is that the other party has begun to force the palace.

"Sir, please give me one more chance, one last time! This year, I must bring out our released wild giant pandas!" Professor Zhang tried hard to make his emotions seem more credible.

"Zhang, I've given you too many chances. If I remember correctly, this is the third time you promised me that I would give you one last chance. Now I've lost my patience. You know, I'm under pressure too."

Professor Zhang was silent. He knew that there were too many unknown secrets in the Qinling Mountains. Although the other party was from the World Wildlife Conservation Organization, it would be better not to take him to the Qinling Mountains.

"Zhang, your attitude makes me feel ashamed!" The blond middle-aged man said blankly when he saw Professor Zhang not speaking. "..." Professor Zhang continued to remain silent.

"Here is a check for $150 million," the blond middle-aged man suddenly said, "If the project progresses, the next check will be $300 million. In the end, you may get tens of millions of dollars in sponsorship. This is a manifestation of the philanthropists' love for wildlife and the earth's environment."

"Of course, if you disagree, this is the foundation's lawyer's letter. We will put pressure on your country to check your properties in Chengdu and Chang'an. My God, why are you Chinese so willing to buy houses!"

Professor Zhang's eyes went dark. (Note)
……

……

Western Shaanxi, Foping County Base.

Chen Yong sat next to the bamboo with a sad face.

Zhuzi completed the task very well. It still takes time to know whether the wild female giant panda he brought back is pregnant or not, but Chen Yong is sure there is no problem.

The real problem isn't with wild female pandas, it's with bamboo.

According to the description in "The Art of Taming Beasts", Bamboo should be one's own spiritual pet, and it must be one's own spiritual pet.

But after a period of contact, Chen Yong discovered that the current state of the bamboo was different from what was written in the book.

He couldn't tell what was different, but he just felt that the bamboo was not as obedient as described in the book.

This was an extremely subtle feeling. Chen Yong had no experience and had talked with Bai Dicheng twice, but that guy didn't give any constructive advice.

Occasionally, Chen Yong would suspect that Bamboo was Luo Hao's pet.

But he didn't think that Luo Hao had done anything. After all, this was a matter of cultivation, and Luo Hao was not that despicable.

Chen Yong was very troubled while coiling the bamboo. After thinking for a long time, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Old White, is your book reliable?"

There was silence on the other side.

"I know you seldom talk to people, but I'm in a hurry now!" Chen Yong stressed, "Hurry up, this is my first pet!"

"Books are reliable, but I advised you not to get a giant panda as your first spiritual pet."

Bai Dicheng finally started to speak.

The voice is sluggish and stammering.

"What's the problem?" Chen Yong asked.

Baidi Chengzhen had said this at the time, but Chen Yong didn't care at all. The temptation of being able to collect the national treasure as his own spiritual pet was greater than the sky. Chen Yong just wanted to confirm the authenticity of "Beast Taming Art".

As for Bai Dicheng's words, Chen Yong threw them aside.

"Turtles are descendants of Xuanwu. Raising turtles is mainly for accumulating blessings and luck. If you raise..."

"Keep it simple, talk about bamboo, don't talk about those messy things." Chen Yong interrupted Bai Dicheng.

"The giant panda is a bear and a cat, and the corresponding white tiger." Bai Dicheng was not angry and continued to explain, "The white tiger is born with extremely strong spiritual power, but it is not yang energy, but yin energy, and it is not easy to control."

"Fuck!" Chen Yong cursed.

Petting the cat was just a joke, but I didn’t expect it to be a real cat, a white tiger.

"Cats are extremely uncontrollable and have low loyalty. It is actually very difficult to make a cat truly feel a sense of belonging to your home and truly recognize you as its master. There are indeed some benefits to raising a white tiger, but whether you can make it recognize you as its master depends on your ability."

"I won't say much about the Yin and Yang. If I say too much, you have your opinion and I have mine, and we can't agree on anything."

After Bai Dicheng started speaking, he spoke more and more fluently and no longer stuttered.

"To be honest, little brother Chen, when you said you wanted to keep the giant panda as a spiritual pet, I suddenly had an idea."

"Hmm? Remember something?"

"You don't have enough Yang energy, you are not a virgin, and you can't raise one."

"Why!" Chen Yong said angrily, "You son of a bitch, you actually said that I don't have enough Yang energy? I'll lift your immortal board."

"That's not what I mean. Some things need to be done by a boy whose true yang has not been lost. This is what our ancestors said. I don't understand the meaning, but I have never dared to lose my original yang." Bai Dicheng explained.

"It's not written in the book." Chen Yongqi said bitterly.

"The book mentions that you shouldn't accept a white tiger as a spiritual pet in the beginning." Bai Dicheng emphasized.

"..." Chen Yong was speechless.

"The young man next to you is obviously a virgin." Bai Di Cheng Dao, "And he can speak animal language. I calculated with my fingers..."

Hearing Bai Dicheng say this, Chen Yong quickly counted with the fingers of his right hand.

But Chen Yong didn't figure out the result.

Forget it, I won’t do it in the future. My skills are still shallow, so I’ll wait until I accumulate more merits and level up.

"Young man from the Chen family, I have a suggestion for you. Why don't you give your pet to him?" Bai Dicheng sighed. "Although it may cause some harm to you, it is better than eating a pot of half-cooked rice."

"You! The bamboo is mine!!" Chen Yong was furious.

"It's true. I saw a Siberian tiger in the mountains. It was so rare." Bai Dicheng seemed to be drooling. "But I knew I couldn't take the white tiger first, so I hesitated for a long time."

"A tiger is a tiger, and a panda is a panda!"

"They are similar in the Yin-Yang and Five Elements of spiritual pets, and both belong to the White Tiger." Baidi Chenggui advised, "There is a way, the damage will not be great, but you can't delay. As time goes by, the impact on you will become greater and greater."

"But he is not a cultivator, how can I give it to him?" Chen Yong was reluctant to part with the bamboo and argued.

"It doesn't matter, you are a cultivator. There is a similar method in the back of "Beast Taming Art". Young man from the Chen family, you must not make a mistake!"

Bai Dicheng persuaded him seriously.

He has low emotional intelligence and is very straightforward, but the more so, the more Chen Yong feels that things are more obvious.

"..." Chen Yong was speechless.

"It can be considered as a training, which will be beneficial for your future summoning of spirit pets. Twenty years later, when your power is fully developed, you can have as many giant pandas as spirit pets as you want. Why bother about bamboo? Don't you trust that person?"

Chen Yong thought of Luo Hao and finally sighed deeply.

Ok.

This bastard Bamboo actually belongs to the White Tiger. I was wrong.

Chen Yong felt a little upset.

In fact, it was not a mistake. When I heard that I could turn a giant panda into my own pet, who would think so much!

Dreaming back to ancient times, riding a bamboo to conquer all directions, how cool it can be.

The iron-eating beast was Chi You's mount. Although this was most likely an internet rumor, Chen Yong was willing to believe it.

This is a man's romance.

"Old Bai, is this really the only way? Is there no other way?" Chen Yong asked dejectedly.

"Young man from the Chen family, to be frank, my skills are a little better than yours, but I have never dared to take a Siberian tiger as a spiritual pet." Bai Dicheng explained, "You really can't trust my judgment."

Ugh.

Chen Yong did not blame Baidi for not stopping him at that time.

Chen Yong couldn't do such a thing as shifting the blame onto other things afterwards.

Chen Yong knew exactly what he was like at that time.

There is no point in complaining or grumbling; it only serves to vent your emotions and waste time.

The top priority now is to find a solution to the current problem.

Seeing that Chen Yong's attitude had softened, Bai Dicheng began to discuss with Chen Yong how to transfer the spirit pet with the least cost.

Chen Yong had no choice. He had no teacher and was considered a casual cultivator. He could only follow Bai Dicheng's method.

Fortunately, it was Luo Hao who got the advantage instead of anyone else. If it was anyone else, Chen Yong would rather suffer obstacles in his practice than let others take advantage of him.

Luo Hao is not stingy. He can see the bamboo whenever he wants.

While studying, Chen Yong stroked the bamboo and felt unhappy.

The little guy was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He didn't have the toughness of the King of Qinling Mountains at all. He just looked as cute as a giant panda in the zoo.

Early the next morning.

Chen Yong had dark circles under his eyes.

Overnight, Chen Yong seemed to have aged several years.

But this can be made up, so Chen Yong doesn't care too much.

In the end, most of the good things that he gained in the hospital had to be returned to Luo Hao. Some things were really destined.

Judging from the estimated time, Luo Hao should be up.

Luo Hao is like a robot, his life is extremely regular, so it is not difficult to estimate, unless he had an emergency surgery last night.

Chen Yong hesitated for a long time, finally sighed deeply and made a phone call.

"So early, is there something wrong?" Luo Hao's voice came.

"You're lucky." Chen Yong said sullenly.

"What do you mean it's a bargain for me?" Luo Hao was puzzled. "You are not in a good mood. Why do I feel like you would spray bile all over me if we were face to face?"

Chen Yong ignored Luo Hao's teasing and told the story again.

"Oh, I see. I also feel that bamboo is closer to me. I was wondering what was going on before, but now I understand what you said."

"You're still laughing! I'm going to use up a lot of energy!! I'm going to lose a lot of merits!!"

"Oh, here's a joke." Luo Hao chuckled, "Save the older one or the younger one? Definitely save the older one, because your wife is definitely yours, but the same cannot be said for your child."

"roll!"

"You yelled so loudly that your tonsils almost sprayed out of the phone onto my face. Young man, calm down. It's nothing to give me bamboo. You can see it if you want." Luo Hao laughed, "What do you need me to do?"

"No need, you just need to wait." Chen Yong said, "But I'm telling you in advance, if the bamboo is damaged, you will be attacked back."

"But now I have no other choice, right?" Luo Hao asked.

"..." Chen Yong felt that he was not at a disadvantage, but was causing trouble for Luo Hao.

“What about the natural death of bamboo?”

"It's very strong. Usually, spirit pets die with their masters. If you live to be 100 years old, the bamboo will be able to see generations living together."

"That's fine, you play your own game, I'm going to the hospital."

"What do you mean by playing! This is a spiritual pet!!" Chen Yong was already exhausted and tried to explain himself.

"Oh, why didn't you think of this when you were having sex with those girls? Everything has a price. How does that saying go? All the gifts given by fate have a price tag on them."

Chen Yong became increasingly unhappy.

"Hang up. Chen Jiao is in the hospital for a follow-up examination today. I'll go with her."

"How is Chen Jiao?" Chen Yong asked, distracting himself at the same time.

"Very good, very good." Luo Hao said, "No need to take painkillers anymore. The next step is control, genetic analysis, and finding the right targeted drug."

"That you're busy."

Luo Hao hung up the phone, feeling a little strange.

Although he said a lot of nonsense to Chen Yong, that was because Luo Hao himself was also somewhat surprised and found it difficult to accept this reality.

This is different from the spiritual pet described in the book. Is there a way to transfer this thing?

Would it be too casual?
What if Bamboo becomes his spiritual pet and gets close to Chen Yong? What if he kills Chen Yong?
All in all, this is a big hassle.

As for the safety of the bamboo, Luo Hao didn't think much about it.

With Zhuzi's current efficiency, he can leave more bloodlines than all other giant pandas in a few months.

The necessary genes have been spread, and all that remains is to go to Qinling Mountains for vacation every year and stay in Harbin to enjoy the rest of the time.

When I go to Union Medical College, I will change the weaving of bamboo into Beidong style, and then let it taste Beidong's steamed corn bread.

"Ding dong~"

Luo Hao was thinking when he heard a system prompt sound.

Not a task, but a notification.

[Warning, warning~]

The system background starts to turn red.

The alarm sounded in his ears, sharp and piercing, causing Luo Hao's adrenaline to surge rapidly.

……

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Note: This was originally more than 1 words, but I felt it would be 404-ed, so I cut and cut again, and just wrote it briefly. It's a pity, but everyone just needs to know what happened. Thank you all.

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