Our great China spans the multiverse

Genius is just the ticket to the 237 Research Institute now.

Nowadays, everyone is a genius. It depends on who has more clever thinking, who has more creative thinking, and who has better luck!

Just like when selecting talents in this universe,

Facing a large number of talents from all over the world, Mr. Zhu will randomly throw away a few of the same.

sorry,

The talent pool is saturated and they won’t accept those who are unlucky!

Sam and Tenore are two of the lucky ones,

The two of them looked at more than two hundred models written by the scientific researchers here with the help of intelligent systems, and they felt shocked!

All kinds of ideas,

Just seeing these models gives them a huge benefit!

And, among more than two hundred large models,

Sam also saw an advanced version of what he had just thought!

"That's it. The B4 model is very comprehensive, even more comprehensive than our ideas. We will transform it based on this model. Come on, Tenore!"

Sam smiled gently,

Maybe he is slow in life, but once he enters the academic field, his fighting spirit is ignited!

"Okay, team leader, give us a copy of the information required for the space bridge data model. We need to start researching it immediately!"

Tenore's eyes were also shining,

No matter what, he felt it was enough to be exposed to this level of research!

"good!"

The leader of the research team was also happy to see the result and waved his hand.

Hundreds of terabytes of information were conveniently sent to the two of them.

The two excitedly clicked on the information and took a look.

Then turn the page again.

They immediately raised their heads in confusion,

No, bro, is there something wrong with the number of pages in this information?

Why did it refresh to this point? There are tens of millions of page numbers at the beginning?

"From one to ten million pages, they are the new theories you need to learn, followed by the data model analysis of the space bridge."

Looking at the two people staying where they were,

The team leader shrugged, that's it,

When he first took over this project, he was so enthusiastic, but then he was poured cold water on it by this document.

It’s no problem to read with device assistance.

If he really gets into it, his hair will fall out!

Touching his bald head, the team leader was already thinking about going to the biology hospital to get hair growth services.

Hair: I have grown it back and can continue to have hair again!

"This number of pages... we can't finish them in our lifetime, right?"

Sam swallowed.

Tenore really wants to ask, team leader, have you really finished reading these 20 million pages?

Why don’t I believe it!

"Don't worry, you will be taken to install the brain plug interface and the chip. You will be able to access it directly and view files of this level in just a few seconds."

The team leader waved his hand, indicating that the two of them didn't need to worry about this.

"Brain plug-in interface, let's go now!"

Sam and Tenore were excited again and begged the team leader to leave the place temporarily.

"They are such vigorous and resolute young people. Seeing them, it seems that the passionate days of the past have been rekindled in me!"

Tianhuo, who was not young at all, laughed twice. Looking at Sam leaving, he felt the radicalness of the young man again.

"I only saw our research room, and we need another late-night seat."

Raid tsked, and suddenly greeted the broadcast:

"Assistant, add more refreshing potion for two people, we need it here."

young man,

Are you ready for your pick-me-up?

…

"The weight is off!"

In another laboratory, Horos took Fang Jing to scale again. He looked at the number 120 kilograms and nodded with satisfaction.

Mimic mecha cow is a cow,

But when the scenery is usually moved, it is almost always "flying close to the ground".

Because if your feet touch the ground,

Then this weight will immediately press a hole into the ground.

so,

Horos took over the hand of Great Elder Dino and took on the task of continuing to optimize the mimic armor.

Now, after the optimization of the model, the deformed metal is only used on the bones and supports to strengthen the scenery. The other parts are more shrunk in the dimensions, showing almost no weight.

"It's much more comfortable now. Before, it was basically suspended on the ground. Even when I was lying down and basking in the sun, I was flying on the chair."

Thinking of previous experiences,

Fang Jing also had a wry smile on his face.

Although there is a saying that goes well, how can you fly!

But I can only fly and can't walk, which is really uncomfortable.

"Now you kid, unless you encounter the Dance of Death on a neutron star, or a more terrifying space event, it will be difficult for you to die!"

Horos smacked his lips,

Fang Jing, who is wearing a mimic armor and a human body suit, wants to harm him?

Just ask you,

Can you break through the tearing shield driven by a stellar energy source?

Can you stop battleship-level neutron beam weapons and various energy weapons?

"Haha, I won't be around those dangerous events."

Fang Jing waved his hand,

He raised his legs and stamped his feet, feeling the long-lost down-to-earth feeling.

This is a really down-to-earth feeling.

I used to fly it, and it floated like a ghost!

That feeling is so uncomfortable!

"Now that it's done, I'll leave first."

Fang Jing took one step at a time, carefully feeling the hard-won "sense of solidity".

He was going to go back to his room and play a refreshing virtual reality game, but when he passed by Zhou Yuan's room, he took a glimpse and paused.

The door of Zhou Yuan's room opened.

He opened the door and laughed, which gave Fang Jing goosebumps. He rubbed his hands from time to time.

What is Zhou doing?

Fang Jing's mind moved, and a ball of silver deformed metal appeared in front of his eyeballs, which quickly gathered into an instrument and appeared in front of him like a sniper rifle scope.

The instrument was turned on.

The light penetrated Zhou Yuan, and after seeing his squatting body, he held a panda in his hand...

"Panda?"

Fang Jing exclaimed in astonishment.

What the hell, Zhou Yuan was rubbing the panda's head angrily just now? ? ?

Where did this panda come from?

"Hey, hey, hey, people are going to scare people to death!"

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhou Yuan turned around and saw a scene that made him speechless.

In the corner, Fang Jing poked his head out furtively, with a long mirrored instrument sticking out of his eyes, staring at him blankly.

"Isn't it just a pet? Why are you so sneaky?"

Zhou Yuan turned around and stood up, holding the puppy-sized panda in his palm and handed it to Fang Jing.

"No, Brother Zhou, where did this thing come from?"

Looking at the black and white, extremely cute panda in his hand, Fang Jing was stunned.

"You kid, all you know is playing games. This is a new pet released by the official website of the Mars Pet Guide. It is a new species bred with panda genes. The largest is the size of an adult greyhound. It is guaranteed to be like this for life!"

After saying that, Zhou Yuan rolled his eyes.

He didn't want to talk to Fang Da, a geek who only knew how to play games, eat, and sleep.

"You even made this thing. Is it going to be a panda per person?"

Fang Jing's eyes lit up.

"What's the big deal? With current biotechnology, small vegetarian dinosaurs have long been added to the list of pets."

Waving his hand, Zhou Yuan snatched the panda that Fang Jing loved so much and ordered him to leave;

"If you want it, go buy it yourself!"