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Qu Jianlei's association didn't last long, and the next moment, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, Steve was not wearing this hard hat when he was attacked, otherwise I would definitely be cold!

He recalled the situation at that time again, but unfortunately, there were many breakpoints in the process of recalling.

At that time, he was a little emotional, and not only was his mental strength backlashed, he even temporarily lost his vision.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he still decided on a fact: Steve probably won't be able to take out the broken hairpin in time!

At that time, his attacks were continuous, and the opponent fell into a sandbag state from the beginning, and there was no chance to react at all.

If Steve had known, he would regret it so much that he wished he could hit him head-on to death.

Carrying a life-saving treasure, but not having time to use it, must be a thousand times more depressing than "the person is gone, but the money is still there"!

Qu Jianlei shook his head, smiled silently, and then thought of the next question: Where did Steve get this thing?

However, he didn't dwell on this question for too long.

If you think about the damaged Taiji gossip map, you can know: the owner is not the same as the discoverer, and fantasy is useless.

So, how did this hairpin break? Was it an unintentional attrition, or was it hunted by the empire?

Shenzhou Wen is called Shen Wen, and it is a taboo that ordinary people have absolutely no right to meddle in!

Then it is certain that the imperial officials have a strong covetous desire for the people from Shenzhou.

For a moment, Qu Jianlei was a little impulsive, wanting to break off the broken hairpin to see if it could be destroyed.

However, it was just a momentary impulse. How could such a miraculous thing be destroyed willfully?

With his current physical strength, it is very easy to break a 30-40 mm rebar with both hands, so don't try it.

Moreover, although this thing is broken, it can still effectively repel mental attacks, and it can be regarded as a rare protective treasure.

Qu Jianlei is very confident in his mental strength, but what he is most afraid of in such things as fighting is doing mental calculations without intention.

Even if the strength is beyond the charts, it is easy to capsize if someone sneaks up on you when you are relaxing.

Steve is an obvious example. Because of being attacked, even if he has an amulet to defend himself, it is still a tragedy.

Just as Qu Jianlei said he wanted to put away the broken hairpin, his mind swelled slightly, and the big-headed butterfly appeared in his mind again.

This time the small lake turned very slowly, but the big eyes kept blinking, and there seemed to be tears... brimming with tears?

It can't speak, but it has already clearly expressed its intention: this thing... people want it!

It's a bit embarrassing... Qu Jianlei hesitated, then whispered, "It can protect me."

Xiaohu's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which became more and more full.

"Can you explain the truth? If I die, will you be spared...or are you planning to find another host?"

The mist in the two big eyes became thicker and thicker, and the teardrops kept swirling in the eye sockets.

"Come on, here you are!" Qu Jianlei said depressingly, "Who made us both come from Blue Star? Oh, we depend on each other!"

The fog dissipated in an instant, and the two big eyes became clear again.

"I...have been tricked by artificial intelligence?" Qu Jianlei didn't know what to say.

"Xiaohu, have you carefully studied "Actor's Self-cultivation"?"

That's what he said, but he was still very happy in his heart.

Back then at Blue Star, Xiaohu was already highly intelligent and capable of learning, so he only needed to awaken his own consciousness.

Qu Jianlei designed a lot of plans to cultivate self-awareness, but he really didn't dare to put them into action - people can't be too willful.

But now that others are in the empire, they don't have a strong sense of identity with this society. Xiaohu really has a sense of independence, so he should be happy.

In this environment, the empire can use his predecessor as a social experiment, and he doesn't mind using the entire empire as a social experiment.

People must insult themselves, and later generations will insult them! The world is probably fair.

I don't know if Xiaohu sensed these inner dramas of his, but the next moment, another image appeared in his mind.

The picture shows a person sitting cross-legged in meditation, which is Qu Jianlei's most common form of cultivation in his daily life, with his five hearts turned to the sky.

It's just that the whole image is very blurry, and it's not strictly five-hearted.

In the standard five-heart-to-the-sky posture, both hands should be placed on top of the knees, with the backs of the hands facing down.

The non-standard five-heart-to-heaven is where the two hands meet at the lower dantian.

Since it is an intersection, no matter which hand is on top, there will be mutual shading, and it is not a true sense of facing the sky.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Qu Jianlei knows that the Five Hearts to Heaven is to ensure a better perception of the inside and outside, and to communicate with the inner and outer universe.

It can even be said that posing in this posture can better absorb the unknown energy from the universe.

Anyway, when Qu Jianlei absorbed the crystallization and practiced, he held his palms together, so there was nothing wrong with it.

But now in the image given by Xiaohu, hands are crossed under the pubic region, not to mention a broken hairpin.

It's fine to hold it tightly, but the broken hairpin looks so thick, and there is a huge gourd head on the top...

The corner of Qu Jianlei's mouth twitched, Xiaohu, how many T's did you watch before you could imagine this kind of scene?

But this matter... Forget it, who made it a child?

Qu Jianlei originally had the heart to take another look at what was in the file bag, but his mind was throbbing again and again.

Apparently, Little Lake was getting a little hungry: hurry up, hurry up!

"I don't know what to worry about," Qu Jianlei muttered softly,

Although Xiaohu has no obvious self-awareness, Qu Jianlei is more willing to believe it.

Both of them are newbies in cultivation, and no one is more authoritative than the other, but Xiaohu's calculation ability is far behind him.

So he pulled himself together, drank a large glass of water, and then sat cross-legged in meditation, using that... more embarrassing posture.

As soon as he started to concentrate and practice, he felt two cool air from the palm of his hand, along his arms to his head.

Where the cold air passes, the painful meridian becomes much calmer instantly, and the hot place becomes extremely comfortable.

After the cold air entered my mind, it disappeared without a trace in an instant. Obviously, it was Xiaohu's "tonic".

I don't know how long it lasted, but the cool air on the hairpin finally began to weaken, little by little, until it disappeared completely.

Qu Jianlei slowly opened his eyes, and first checked the time... Fortunately, it was less than half past seven, and he had time to go to work.

In other words, he absorbed the energy in the half of the broken hairpin for almost two hours.

He stood up, only feeling refreshed all over his body like never before.

The headache caused by the battle the day before yesterday has basically disappeared.

The pain in the whole body is also half healed—at least the upper body has returned to normal, and the condition is so good that it can't be better.

As for the subordinate body, there is no other way, the small lake is like a glutton, the cold air that enters does not come out again!

But Qu Jianlei didn't complain about anything, the hidden injuries and hidden dangers on the upper body have been basically eliminated, isn't it enough?

Such an injury would take two or three months to heal in normal times before it could be completely eradicated.

Don't underestimate the word "removing the root". The root of the hidden danger cannot be removed. If you take another shot, you may get more injuries, and finally die.

Repeated recurrence of hidden dangers will lead to damage to the foundation. This situation can only be raised, and the empire's technology is no longer useful.

Just like the elite athletes of Blue Star, they all enjoy top-level treatment, but old injuries are still the biggest culprit for ruining their careers.

Anyway, Qu Jianlei was very satisfied with the effect of this treatment.

The underling's hidden wounds are still there, but it's better to be half better than nothing at all.

He stood up slowly, and put the broken hairpin in his hand on the table.

With a soft "poof", he felt a slight tremor in his hand.

Looking sideways, I found that the original broken hairpin had been broken into two pieces, and the top of the two pieces was still covered with cracks.

"That's it..." Qu Jianlei sucked his teeth, "Xiaohu, what happened?"

Xiaohu didn't respond at all, and he didn't know if it had realized that he had caused trouble.

"Tsk," Qu Jianlei shook his head. This guy hasn't really given birth to consciousness yet, but he already has the potential of a brat.

The broken hairpin has become like this, obviously it has lost its characteristics.

However, Qu Jianlei did not discard it, but carefully placed the two hairpins on a piece of paper, wrapped them up and put them in the storage ring.

It's not just feelings, he is actually very curious about the material of the hairpin, and he has no clue now, so he can save it and inquire slowly.

After finishing all this, he wanted to open the file bag to see what was inside.

But it was getting late, he hadn't cleaned the main building for several days, so he had to go early today anyway.

The main reason is that he is worried that there is something worth studying in the file bag, which makes it difficult for him to control his hopelessness.

So he put the file bag in the storage ring and drove to work.

On the way to the library, he thought to himself: I am also the one who carries all my belongings with me.

Under normal circumstances, how can ordinary people carry their belongings with them?

In those novels, if you kill a person, you will get the cheat book, how many spirit stones, and countless...just look at it, lack of basic understanding!

Will a person with a relatively stable life carry all his valuables with him?

I'm afraid only wanted criminals who are on the run from the rivers and lakes will do this, right?

Qu Jianlei is also used to building secret camps, and they have them on the No. 2 star, but they only store some banknotes, daily necessities and training materials.

Like broken hairpins, gossip diagrams, or file bags without inside information, he can only carry them with him. These are resources that cannot be copied!

In other words, until now, he really didn't have a relatively stable lair.

It's been 20 years since time travel, and it's like this... It's really embarrassing for the time travel party of the starting point.

Ashamed, ashamed, life will continue. After arriving at the library, he began to do his daily sweeping and cleaning work honestly.

At noon, he wandered to the Guben Building.

Mrs. Jia was leaning against the cabinet by the door and taking a nap, her head was nodding, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Looking at the muddy saliva at the corner of her mouth, who could have imagined that this was once a supreme being who dominated the world and looked down upon all heroes?

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