My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 538: Three Thousand Worlds
"Nenjiang, Heilongjiang Province..."

I pondered over this place name. It was the first time I heard it, but it sounded very familiar.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little sympathetic towards this Manager Sun whom I had only met once...

He shook his head, getting rid of the strange feeling.

It's no wonder that this little butterfly flaps its wings and blows someone away.

As for how the person was blown away, that was not something he should care about now...

"Uncle Zhang, did you ask me to come here today just to let me eat melons?"

"I'm free, right? It's your old Meng. The family business is getting bigger and bigger, and the pigs they raise are even on TV, but they are becoming more and more uncertain.

So, let me keep an eye on you, don't create any gossip that would ruin the good situation!"

"Uh……"

Meng Lang was stunned.

It took him a while to come to his senses, and he finally understood why Lao Zhang had been giving him a long and earnest lecture on his private life as soon as they met.

I'm afraid that in Old Meng's eyes, the fate of Mengjia Village is firmly tied to Meng Lang's relationship...

Ever since Gao Yuan went to Mengshan Animal Husbandry, Old Meng called and hinted at the relationship between him and Gao Yuan.

After all, no one is stupid. With an investment of more than 10 million, can you still say that some big bosses are just spending money carelessly?

However, the scale of Monsanto's investment is becoming more and more exaggerated, and it is directly heading towards the level of ten small goals.

Is this something that can be explained by a general relationship?

The people of the old Meng family knew who Meng Lang was. He had no connections, no background, and no talent...

Well, even if Old Meng is thick-skinned enough and thinks that his family has produced a rare talent.

But what level of talent is worthy of this level of class transition?

The whole family thought about it and came up with only one answer... I'm afraid this soft sister currency is a bit soft...

Originally, for this kind of thing, as long as the person involved didn't mind, Lao Meng would grit his teeth and accept it for the welfare of the whole village.

However, judging from various clues, this is not just a story about Meng Lang and a rich woman, but a story about several rich women...

As the saying goes, if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.
Life in the village was getting better and better, but Lao Meng couldn't help but become anxious and worried that all this would be nothing but a pipe dream.

It is no exaggeration to say that he now cares more about Meng Lang's relationship than he does himself.

However, the emperor is far away, and the anxious Old Meng can only remind Meng Lang from time to time through Old Zhang...

"Uncle Zhang, you asked me to come back and punch in more often. Could it be that you want to keep an eye on me for my dad?"

"Hey! Xiao Lang, I know you young people have your own way of life, and we old guys shouldn't interfere too much.

But Uncle Zhang is an experienced person and has decades of life experience.

The ultimate theory of morality in this world is nothing but the daily necessities of life; the ultimate theory of the ups and downs of life is nothing but the love between men and women.

The city is bustling, so don’t lose your original heart…”

What are you talking about?

Although he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the special concern from his elders at home still made Meng Lang, who had been having a rough journey in life, feel a little comforted.

"Uncle Zhang, that's not true. An old man in the family is like a treasure. I have always regarded you as a guiding light.

To be honest, I have been a little impatient during this period."

Meng Lang sighed quietly.

“Even though I have covered a distance that others would have to cover in a lifetime in a short period of time, I am still eager to see more and more distant scenery.

In this world of three thousand years, I gradually lost my true self in my journey of self.

Once upon a time, my original dream was just to live in a corner, be a policeman, and earn a million a year..."

Uh……

You, a police officer with a million-dollar annual salary... I'm afraid you have other ways...

Old Zhang resisted the urge to complain and pondered over Meng Lang's words, which had obviously been processed artistically.

Hmm... Three Thousand Worlds, what's the next sentence?

What are my three loves?

Old Zhang curled the corner of his mouth.

As expected of a scholar, even his hints are so subtle?

He couldn't help but patted Meng Lang's shoulder earnestly.

“It’s good to know that you are impetuous. You must know that… the word ‘competition’ is hidden in ‘calmness’, the word ‘urgent’ is hidden in ‘steadyness’, and the word ‘death’ is hidden in ‘busyness’.

The more you want to fight, the calmer your heart should be; the more anxious you are, the more stable your heart should be. "

Meng Lang nodded in agreement.

Master Zhang is worthy of being a guiding light, and he hits the nail on the head with just a few words.

Faced with the current situation, we should prepare in advance instead of worrying in advance.

This time the earth cracked. On the surface, it seemed that the enemy was unethical, but in fact it was because we did not have enough hard power.

Reincarnation after reincarnation, nesting dolls after nesting dolls, as long as the wings of this little butterfly keep flapping, the storm that changes the world will only intensify.

Manager Wang is like this, Manager Sun is like this, the Night Demon Tribe...

The same is true in nature!

There is no enemy that time cannot defeat.

If so, it’s because you haven’t stayed up long enough!
As long as you firmly follow your own "professional turtle" route, be neither arrogant nor impatient, and take steady steps...

Why are you afraid of alien seeds?
Although it would be a bit inhumane.

But for the sake of world peace, maybe we have to give the Earth an "abortion shot"...

Earth:"……"

Seeing that Meng Lang looked quite educated, Lao Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is a "knife" hidden in the "color"...

He should have... also heard this subtext, right?

The two scholars were playing their own riddles, misunderstanding each other's misunderstandings...

……

"Pfft!"

While Meng Lang was thinking about how to inject the Earth Bacteria, Mr. Black Cat had just received the most significant injection in his life...

"what is this?"

Ning Shisan covered his arm and looked curiously at Professor Zheng, who had a serious expression, and the people in white coats behind him...

This scene of so many people in white coats looking at each other as if they were facing a formidable enemy seemed to be somewhat different from the "euthanasia" atmosphere I imagined...

Professor Zheng stared carefully at the changing values ​​of various medical instruments and replied casually.

"Test subject No. 21."

"Uh...can you put it in simple terms?"

"Hmm... a chimeric T cell stock solution made using gene editing technology using an antigen virus vector..."

Ning Shisan: “%￥#*&%￥##@…”

After gathering all the superficial knowledge of biology in his mind and thinking about the technological level behind the mysterious organization, which was considered the pinnacle of human technology, Ning Shisan began to sweat...

"Hey, hey! Could this be the legendary T virus?!"

Although I don't mind leaving in a brisk manner, I do mind leaving in such a desperate manner!

Professor Zheng: “…”

A group of medical staff: "..."

If this guy wasn't just joking, maybe the cancer cells had spread to his brain?
Facts have proved that reading too many books or too few books will inevitably lead to misunderstandings.

Seeing that the experimental subject had no rejection reaction and could even tell "jokes" to lighten the atmosphere, Professor Zheng rarely smiled and explained patiently.

"Well... although you have a very rich imagination, fundamentally speaking, the principle of this thing is really similar to that of the T virus.

It’s just that one produces random mutations, while ours is targeted treatment…”

Professor Zheng's words made Ning Shisan stunned on the spot.

He was just saying...

treat?!
(End of this chapter)