The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

The Zhao family’s beloved pet is unfortunately lost, and the reward is as high as one million!

Early the next morning.

Almost all online entertainment platforms used Zhao Wenting's tall back and a cute little white fox as the cover to launch this heavy news. The content said that Zhao Wenting's little white fox was lost, and then the Zhao family became a hot search with a million-dollar reward.

Netizens have expressed their opinions: People are not as valuable as pets!

This was obviously not Zhao Wenting's style, so Pei Ming, who saw the news on the Internet, immediately reported the situation to Zhao Wenting who was working in the office.

He sat there, saying nothing, with a hint of anger in his eyes but his lips tightly closed.

After dialing Huang Ruizhe's number, his voice remained calm: "Did you do the million-dollar bounty on Little White Fox?"

"It's me. After all, your pet was lost in our yard." Huang Ruizhe's face was filled with shame, and then he said with a little pride: "How about it? Brother, am I nice enough? I spent a lot of money to buy off these news media, which is also an invisible expense. Don't worry, if it is really found, I will also pay for the one million yuan thank-you fee."

"What a waste of time." Zhao Wenting said these four words coldly and then hung up the phone.

Huang Ruizhe, who was listening on the other end of the phone, thought that Zhao Wenting was angry about the loss of the little white fox, so he sighed softly and said to Lan Tian: "Please bless us, we must find this little ancestor as soon as possible."

Yan's family, after seeing all this news, Yan Mu had a bold guess: Could it be that the little fox Zhao Wenting was looking for was his sister Mo Mo?

In order to verify this guess, Yan Mu immediately forwarded the message to Mo Mo's WeChat, and attached a message: No matter what happens, I am still Mo Mo's brother and your strongest support.

Seeing the message sent by Yan Mu, Mo Mo looked up and sighed.

[It seems that this matter really can't be kept secret at all! ]

Mo Mo returned to the Ability Bureau - Cultivation Department again, and Liang Chuxin's eyes were filled with tears again.

Under the light night mist, Liang Chuxin and Mo Mo sat on the stone chairs in the courtyard.

Mo Mo picked up a can of beer that Liang Chuxin brought, opened it, tilted her head back and drank it in big gulps. After finishing it, she quickly opened another can and drank it alone in silence.

Liang Chuxin felt that Mo Mo became a little silent when he came back again.

She smiled and looked at Mo Mo: "Hey! I didn't bring these here just for you to get drunk by yourself."

"Then let's do it together." Mo Mo put down the can in his hand, opened another one and handed it to Liang Chuxin.

Having drunk countless bottles of beer, both of them had a blush on their cheeks and looked a little tipsy.

They both laughed at the same time.

"It's great that you're back. I thought I would be alone again." Liang Chuxin said with a smile, her cheeks flushed.

Mo Mo turned to look at her, then asked, "Why don't you ask me what I went through during the time I was gone?"

"I won't ask. You will tell me when you want to."

The leaves were rumbling in the night wind, but the two tipsy people felt very sleepy, with drunkenness in their eyes.

"But I still want to ask one thing: Are you really back from the dead? Or..." For some other reason, Liang Chuxin turned her head and looked at her, her eyes shining. God knows how miserable she cried when she learned of her death.

"I think so, but... it's hard to say. Anyway, I'm back." Mo Mo nodded, closing his eyes as if he was dozing off.

"I'm glad you're back." Liang Chuxin looked at her profile and felt happy from the bottom of her heart: "But, the competition will be next month, are you... okay?"

It is said that those who fail the basic test in the competition will not be officially recruited by the Supernatural Bureau. Thinking back to the many ups and downs that happened to Mo Mo, Liang Chuxin asked with concern.

With bleary eyes and the aroma of beer still lingering on his body, Mo Mo nodded gently and said, "It seems that it is time for me to push myself. I have come this far and cannot fail in the competition."

Although Mo Mo just said it lightly, Liang Chuxin felt distressed when she heard it. Yes, although on the surface she didn't practice as hard as other freshmen every day, she knew that she had been working hard silently, and she didn't give up even after going through so much.

For the next month, Mo Mo did not go to class. Every day he went between the dormitory, the pharmacy and the library.

As for Mo Mo's behavior, the other teachers in the training department tacitly chose to turn a blind eye. They all agreed that it was a blessing for the child to be alive now. Who would dare to expect her to become a cultivation genius?

Because of the upcoming competition, Zhang Yiqian originally planned to let Mo Mo shine with her reagent skills in the competition, but in the end, she had already learned everything she was going to teach in advance. In order not to delay her learning other courses, Zhang Yiqian simply took a short vacation and went on a trip, locking the door of the pharmacy.

"Teacher Zhang, what's the matter? Are you leaving today?" Mo Mo, who happened to arrive at the door of the pharmacy, saw Zhang Yiqian locking the door dejectedly.

"Yes, go ahead. There is nothing more I can teach you in this pharmacy. The teacher believes in you, and you will definitely shine in the competition!" Zhang Yiqian turned around, waved his hand, and let Mo Mo leave.

"Did Teacher Sun complain to you?" Mo Mo asked with his eyes narrowed dangerously.

[It must be that old guy who complained that I didn't go to class every day and hid in this pharmacy every day? After all, I have a grudge against him. ]

"No, no, I just think that the competition is coming up soon, and you could spend more time and energy on other courses. You have learned everything you should learn in the pharmacy, and I really have nothing to teach you." Zhang Yiqian put his arm around Mo Mo's shoulders and walked out with a smile on his face.

[Who knew this girl had such a good memory? She finished reading two thick reagent textbooks in just three days. What's even more amazing is that she has a photographic memory and has memorized all the ingredients and ratios of the reagents.]

Zhang Yiqian complained in his heart while thinking back to his past. He spent half a year memorizing it by rote and was called a "genius" by the world. But now Mo Mo made Zhang Yiqian feel inferior. He looked up at the sky:

[From then on, I had no connection with the word "genius". ]

For some reason, when he thought that there would be successors to his laboratory, the invisible pressure that often made him feel suffocated seemed to disappear all at once.

Finally, with nothing to do, Mo Mo could only go to the library to kill time.

In fact, she was practicing, but unlike others who practiced from morning to night, she always practiced in her sleep.

In her dreams, Mo Mo would practice according to the mental methods and explanations she saw in the library of the Cultivation Department. At first, she thought that she had such dreams simply because she was eager to become stronger; but when one day Mo Mo really found that her spiritual power had greatly increased, she was convinced: there really is a way to "win without doing anything" in practice.

Although it was not known until afterwards, the truth was: Zhao Wenting gave her three of the six snake mother fruits that he had risked his life to pick. His original intention at the time was to detoxify the golden-eyed snake; he did not expect that while it helped Mo Mo recover her spiritual power space, she also advanced to a higher level.

"It's just a small snake fruit. It doesn't have that much power. Because you were chosen by me, you can be reborn infinitely." These words were said by the man in the black cloak who was talking to me in the dream.

What he meant was: Every time Mo Mo encountered danger, he would be reborn unexpectedly. Not only would he not die, but he would also develop stronger skills and a trend of increasing his spiritual power on top of his original ones.

So, now Mo Mo looks like a bad boy, but in fact, she is rolling even when she is lying down. However, she is not rolling herself, but rolling others.