Admiral, Tremble!

When he came to the laboratory early in the morning, Tan Ziqian learned that the country originally planned to allocate funds to the research institute to reduce, and that the funds were not enough for them to buy medicinal materials.

Everyone in the research institute is frowning. The researchers here are basically ordinary people, except for a few low-level guides. Some lovers are sentries. It is difficult for ordinary people to be with the sentry. If the sentry meets a matching guide, they may run away directly with the guide.

"No, I'm going to find them," Professor Lin said, "Our research funding was already very small, but it is still decreasing."

"This is probably related to yesterday's report." Guan Mingyu, a researcher at the Institute, snorted coldly after he has been here for ten years. "It is estimated that the guides prevented the state from funding us. This is not a day or two. "

The funding of their research institute has been reduced repeatedly, and they have not been laid off directly. Everyone is angry. The guides wantonly oppress them on the basis of their status. They always think that they, the pharmacist, should not waste time studying this medicine. The spiritual uprising of the sentry is handled by the guide, but the guide is so busy on the battlefield. Come here.

This is also related to the current system. In the early years of the war, the Pharmaceutical Research Institute was a first-level department of the country, but now it is not. There is also a research institute on it. There are also relevant departments in the scientific research institutes researching such issues, and there has been no major progress. Therefore, the state has reason not to allocate more funds to them, and even think that it is enough for people from the scientific research institutes to study. The Pharmacy Research Institute is more like a privately affiliated country, and the guides are noisy, the country will follow the guides.

Over the years, if the institute hadn't carefully researched and formulated those medicines to delay the sentinel's mental riots, would the guides still live so easily? After all, there are many things in the research institute, and the results may not be as big as the pharmaceutical research institute, but those guides don't care about this, and they dare not choke with the country, then research with them.

"Ziqian, take a look," Professor Lin looked at Tan Ziqian who was sitting silently, "Tan's side..."

"No way," Tan Ziqian had talked with Old Man Tan in his early years, "I am just a trash in their eyes."

Professor Lin helplessly walked to Tan Ziqian's side and patted the other person on the shoulder, "It's hard for you."

"Let me say that the most important thing for us at present is to develop potions that are useful for medium sentinels," Guan Mingyu pondered.

"But there has been progress," a researcher on the side said, "It will take a long time for the intermediate level. If there is no funding..."

"It's possible for the guide to inject the spirit power into the potion..."

"A guide has tried it before, but it is not useful for every sentinel," Professor Lin sighed, "It still depends on the degree of integration."

"Then we look for medicinal herbs with milder medicinal properties," Tan Ziqian pondered over and over again, "this may require more funds to purchase herbs."

Tan Ziqian knew that if he used his mental power to merge into the medicine, only the medicine he formulated would be useful, and others would be useless. This is also the special point of my mental power, which is basically useful for all sentinels, but I can't always output mental power. In the end, I still have to find relevant herbs. It's better to look for it at the beginning.

"TMD, let's talk about it, it's still a question of funding." Guan Mingyu couldn't sit still. They worked hard to study here, and often worked overtime in the middle of the night. But for those people, it's fine to reduce the budget again and again, and now they don't have to pay. They, "They simply bought us the herbs directly!"

"Impossible!" Tan Ziqian glanced at Guan Mingyu and motioned to the other party to calm down, "What is the attitude of your Guan family?"

"What attitude? Just study if you can study it, and forget it if you can't study it." Guan Mingyu was angry at the thought of this, which made it clear that he didn't trust himself.

Guan Mingyu is a low-level guide. Unlike the Tan family, the Guan family still cares about his child very much. According to Guan Jia's statement, it is good to be a guide. In this world, not everyone is a guide. The people in Guan's family don't care whether Guan Mingyu goes to the front line or whether they are looking for a sentry, as long as Guan Mingyu doesn't cause trouble for them.

Hearing this, Tan Ziqian was not surprised at all. The attitudes of several big families and royal families were like this. They tapped the table with their fingertips, "Why don't you start with General Isaac?"

The second cousin liked this Admiral Isaac very much, and everyone in the Tan family believed that Isaac would definitely marry Tan Zichen. Even if Isaac was reluctant now, Tan Ziqian only felt that this was a great irony. The sentinel was unwilling to marry a certain guide, and finally had to marry the guide due to mental restlessness, even though they had not yet reached that level.

"How to start?" Guan Mingyu was puzzled.

"If we can develop a potion to slow down his mental riots," Tan Ziqian's lips twitched slightly, and a cold color flashed under his eyes. "He has repeatedly refused Tan Zichen, and currently he has not looked for other guides. If he does not want to be forced to marry Talking about Zichen, then he must delay the time of mental riots so that he can have enough time to find his so-called 100% integrated guide."

"That's a good idea," Guan Mingyu's eyes lit up, and the next moment he was decadent. "We didn't even research the intermediate level, let alone the high level, and Isaac is not just a high-level sentry."

"If!" Tan Ziqian emphasized.

"Well, you two don't need to be so distracted." What if, Professor Lin is very troubled, they can't terminate the experiment, "Everyone here, you all understand the importance of our research, Zi Qian, this is yours. Idea, then you go find the general and give it a try."

A dead horse is a living horse doctor, and this can only be done for now. Professor Lin gritted his teeth, he could use his salary to buy herbs, but as for the others, everyone still survived.

So Tan Ziqian was pushed out in this way, coughing lightly, "If it doesn't work, it is estimated that we have to find foreign funds, which means that we will and the country... Besides, our institution was private in the early years."

"This is the worst plan," Professor Lin thought was that Tan Ziqian was still young, how could he know where it is so easy to find foreign funds, otherwise he would not keep dragging him down to negotiate with his superiors. He just knelt down and begged them.

After confirming, Tan Ziqian brought the paper materials to search for Isaac, and the black and white cat followed him gracefully.

Isaac once again expressed his attitude to the king last night, but everyone still looked like he had to marry Tan Zichen in the end, which made him very unhappy. Hearing that someone with a surname came to him, he just said no.

"Please tell the general, if he doesn't want to marry Tan Zichen, our Pharmacy Research Institute can help him," Tan Ziqian doesn't doubt that he will be rejected at all, because he and Tan Zichen have the same surname, and the other party thinks he is coming to persuade him. Marry Tan Zichen.

The steward was stunned, and immediately thought of Tan Ziqian, who was neither a sentry nor a guide. This person was expelled from the main house of Tanjia in his early years.

Hearing that Tan Ziqian had a way, Isaac let Tan Ziqian enter the study room. His first impression when he saw Tan Ziqian was that this man was so beautiful with a white face.

"Admiral, this is part of our research data," Tan Ziqian handed Isaac the qualification information in his hand. "Although he is currently researching intermediate medicine, if you need it, we can find a way to prepare it for you first. A high-level potion."

Guo Gan, direct. This is Isaac’s second impression of Tan Ziqian. He has never seen an ordinary person who dared to put these so-called materials directly in front of him, and turned it over at random, "Your conditions?"

"Increase the research funding of our hospital," Tan Ziqian looked straight into Isaac's eyes. "With the current funding, not to mention the research on advanced drugs, even intermediate drugs may not be able to be researched."

"In that case, what can you do to ensure that you can research the high-level potions I need," Isaac narrowed his eyes, "What I need is not as simple as advanced ones."

Now I have felt a 100% integrated guide, as long as I find my own perfect guide, do I still need these potions, Isaac hums, but when he thinks that he still doesn't know where that person is, he is sad again. Through last night's counseling, I won't have any mental riots again in a short time. Even if there is, I can bear it, but this is not a solution, so I still have to have relevant medicines as a back-hand.

Tan Ziqian had long expected that Isaac could not speak well, but he didn't expect the other party's words to be so sharp. If it were other people in the research institute, they would indeed not be able to formulate high-level potions.

"You can set a time limit for us," Tan Ziqian calculated secretly, "Our institute is also contributing to the country, and the funds are not wasted. If we cannot do it then, you can reduce the funds behind us to replenish this. Once."

There was a cold light in the eagle eyes, and Isaac teased, "Then you will use the same statement to find other people in the future."

"No, they are not as capable as you." Those who are capable will not reach out their hands, and those who are willing to do so don't have the skills. Tan Ziqian clearly realizes that they only have Isaac's choice at the moment.

Isaac nodded and heard very helpfully, "Then I will give you three days. If you can hand over a potion I need, then I will help you, not only this time, but also the next time. ."

Three days? The palms of Tan Ziqian's clenched hands became hotter and hotter. Standing here has consumed a lot of energy. He will definitely not be able to find medicinal materials with mild properties in a short time to formulate high-level potions. Even if he finds it, he will have to conduct some experiments. Unless they do it themselves, if they don't prepare it, then they don't have the funds to study other things.

"Okay!" Tan Ziqian nodded, "Three days later, I will come to you again."

"That cat is good," Isaac has been observing the cat for a long time. The cat is just like a normal cat, making him think that it was Tan Ziqian's mental body at first.

"Thank you," Tan Ziqian said, "This cat has been with me for many years, so I have developed the habit of taking it out to see the outside world."

Picking up the black and white cat, Tan Ziqian said goodbye to Isaac and walked out of the study. Although the funding was not negotiated this time, it was not far away. The black-and-white cat licked the back of Tan Ziqian's hand. The spiritual body as the master will certainly fulfill the master's wishes and will not be easily discovered by others.

Looking at the figure of Tan Ziqian leaving, Isaac no longer sullen his face, but stretched out his fist to hit the wall with an unhappy expression, "Where is my guide?"

Except for those two seconds last night, I didn't feel the trace of that guide today. Isaac was depressed, dear guide, you are about to appear.

Fortunately, no one saw Isaac's actions. Otherwise, he must think he was crazy. How could the wise admiral grab the wall all at once, and then slap the table again.

The author has something to say: Isaac: Where is my guide, where is it?

Tan Ziqian: On the horizon!

Isaac: Why isn't it in front of you?

Tan Ziqian: Get to the horizon sooner or later!

Isaac:...

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