"That's right." Xiao Hongchen nodded, "What a pity, Huo Yuhao, within three years, no one will be able to make you taste the pain of failure."

Huo Yuhao: "...You haven't defeated me either, right?"

Meng Hongchen said coyly: "Huo Yuhao, I'm going to Shrek Academy soon. Can you tell me what the student named Wang Dong likes? I can bring him some gifts..."

As she spoke, she took out a music box that glowed brilliantly.

"Do you think he will like this?"

It's just a first-level soul tool, but it's very gorgeous and beautiful.

Huo Yuhao: "..."

Are you so impressed by her... How long has it been and you still miss her...

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and replied: "Forget it, he hates soul guides very much."

"Ah? Why?" Meng Hongchen asked in astonishment.

Before Huo Yuhao could answer, Xiao Hongchen urged with some dissatisfaction: "Meng, it's time to go, grandpa is waiting for us. Huo Yuhao, I will come back to teach you a lesson in three years."

"Oh, okay brother. Then Huo Yuhao, see you in three years."

"Goodbye~"

After seeing off the Hongchen brothers and sisters, Huo Yuhao was speechless.

What kind of charm does Wang Dong bring to Meng Hongchen's mind for so long?

I really don’t know what Meng Hongchen’s expression would be if he found out about Wang Dong’s daughter’s death.

Huo Yuhao vaguely remembered a pair of girls who were together in the scandal, but for a while he couldn't remember who they were.

The next day, Huo Yuhao arrived at the third laboratory very early as usual.

He rarely goes to Mingde Hall now, and when he does, he goes directly to Jing Hongchen.

Not long after I sat down, an unexpected figure entered the laboratory.

When Huo Yuhao saw the person, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher Xuan, why did you come to the laboratory so early in the morning?"

Xuan Ziwen sighed and said: "I feel that there is a big bottleneck in theory that needs to be solved. It is more than a little more difficult to directly manufacture a fourth-level soul guidance device at one time than a third-level soul guidance device, and there are also problems with sealed milk bottles.

When it comes to a problem, even the ninth-level soul engineer is at a loss."

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"But with the existing experience, we can reproduce the soul guidance machine tool for mass manufacturing any level 3 soul guidance device in a short period of time."

"The next best thing is to create a fourth-level core array by overlapping multiple third-level core arrays."

"Now, we are able to mass-produce level 4 flying soul guides and level 4 ordinary milk bottles on a small scale."

Huo Yuhao was a little surprised.

Even Xuan Ziwen, a research geek, finds it difficult. It seems that these problems will not be solved in a short time. With Xuan Ziwen's ability, there may not even be any progress in a few years on problems that can allow him to relax.

But he knew how to adapt, and the alternative he proposed was perfect.

Level four flying soul guides and level four milk bottles already have great strategic significance.

"Hey, Lin Jiayi also assigned me the task of taking Shrek as an exchange student. I really don't want to deal with him."

Xuan Ziwen looked at the time: "In a while, those exchange students should be here. Yuhao, let me talk to you again."

"Um."

"You used to work for Shrek. Do you know those exchange students?"

"Maybe." Huo Yuhao replied casually.

In the soul guidance department, he and He Caitou had been studying with Fan Yu, and they didn't know many people.

Xuan Ziwen suddenly remembered something: "Yuhao, do you know? The ninth-level soul engineer I work with doesn't like soul guidance machines very much."

"Why?" Huo Yuhao frowned and asked in confusion.

You are already a level 9 soul engineer, how could you not understand the meaning of automation?

"He said that the current mass-produced soul tools are too low-level, and some of the gains outweigh the losses. And he...he said...these mass-produced soul tools have no soul, are the same, and do not reflect the characteristics of the manufacturer." Xuan Ziwen's expression.

Extremely weird, obviously not agreeing with it.

Huo Yuhao: "..."

Numb...

How come there is even a soul party involved in the production of soul guides...

"No more chatting. The time set by Lin Jiayi is up. It's time for me to leave."

"I'm going to collect points for my exchange students to come to the laboratory. If they can't pass my assessment, let them study on their own."

After saying that, Xuan Ziwen stood up and left the laboratory.

Huo Yuhao shook his head helplessly.

Xuan Ziwen actually doesn't like teaching, he prefers to immerse himself in research. But every year, the teaching office has a quota, and a senior soul teacher like him must lead students.

Huo Yuhao is Xuan Ziwen's favorite student because his ideas are so advanced that even he can be inspired by them.

Huo Yuhao was the only one left in the third laboratory. He took out his soul guide game console and combined work and rest.

Today's Soul Guide game console has undergone many transformations, and the number of games has increased significantly.

Not long after he had just played, his expression suddenly became strange.

Mental detection showed that Xuan Ziwen had led people back to the laboratory.

There were two people in total, but he knew these two people.

The door to the laboratory opened, and Xuan Ziwen Dandan said to the two people: "Come in."

The two of them were both girls. When they saw Huo Yuhao in the laboratory, they took the initiative to introduce themselves.

"My name is Ning Tian (Wu Feng). Hello, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Tian and the others were shocked when they saw Huo Yuhao's appearance.

The three of them looked at each other, and their six eyes blinked in unison.
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