The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

Meng Ke was so frightened that he dared not stop. He used the same ferocity as in training. He didn't know how long it had been before he finally relaxed his whole body and successfully pulled his hand back, feeling dizzy and relying solely on his own willpower.

At this moment, her brain felt as refreshed as if she had just eaten ice cream. Meng Ke looked at Ouyang Kong in surprise.

"It's done!"

A surprised voice came from the side, and a group of people happily discussed: "Great! So what if the Zero Tribe hides their strength?! They still can't defeat us humans, hahahaha!"

Ouyang Kong also heard these sounds, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, followed by an excruciating pain.

Even so, he still stood there, forcing a smile and whispering an imperceptible "Congratulations!"

Meng Ke immediately realized that something was wrong. Ouyang Kong’s reaction was wrong!

"Ouyang Kong, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Ke had carved many things, but she had never seen someone with such violent mental power. When she shouted like this, the happy research leader immediately reacted and hurried forward to inject Ouyang Kong with a potion.

To be honest, the person in charge was extremely nervous when he injected the medicine into Ouyang Kong's neck, for he was afraid that this powerful and cruel congressman would kill him if he got angry.

Fortunately, after knowing that Meng Ke was safe, Ouyang Kong clenched his fists tightly to suppress his instinct and did not avoid the syringe that was stabbing him.

The medicine took effect quickly. When Ouyang Kong fainted, he fell into a warm embrace. Smelling a familiar breath, Ouyang Kong closed his eyes peacefully.

"What happened to him?"

Meng Ke dodged the person in charge's hand that was extended to take him: "I'll hold him. You decide what to do."

The person in charge didn't know that Meng Ke and Ouyang Kong were husband and wife, but he saw their friendship, so he didn't insist and let Meng Ke carry the person to an examination table.

"His mental turmoil is severe. Inject a mid-level potion to calm it down. He'll wake up in half an hour."

I don’t understand dreams, so I’ll just follow the doctor’s advice.

Thinking that her wood carvings could calm the turbulent mental power, Meng Ke took out two Bai Ze wood carvings, one large and one small. These were carved recently. She thought that even if she and Ouyang Kong were not to be a real couple, she could not be too partial to him, so she carved these. She did not expect that she could use them now.

The person in charge standing nearby didn't stop Meng Ke's actions. He was studying spiritual power, and he knew that wood carvings could calm turbulent spiritual power. However, ordinary objects carved by machines couldn't have that soothing effect. So he asked Meng Ke, "Is this hand-carved, or is it a machine-made imitation?"

"Hand-carved, it has the effect of calming the violent spirit."

As Meng Ke spoke, she took out two Bai Ze dolls, one big and one small. The big one was made by her, and the small one was made by Luo Tian. Both of them have a soothing effect, so of course they should all be used.

The research leader was just observing the effect of Ouyang Kong's wood carving out of a research spirit. Unexpectedly, Meng Ke took out two more stuffed toys, pointed at them, and asked in disbelief, "This will work too?"

Meng Ke nodded, didn't say much, took out a hand drum and started beating it gently.

These have all been proven to be able to calm mental turmoil. Meng Ke thought that with a three-pronged approach, plus potions, Ouyang Kong should be able to recover faster.

As a result, it was faster, but it was too fast. The head of the research looked at the plummeting riot data as if he had seen a new continent.

"What did you do to him?"

Meng Ke looked at the detector screen in the direction of the person in charge's finger: "I don't understand these data."

The person in charge pointed to a curve chart and asked, "You can understand this, right?"

Meng Ke nodded: "I understand. The data is decreasing. Is there any problem?"

She didn't know what the normal trend of the data should be, and she couldn't see any abnormalities from the curve chart.

The person in charge glared and said, "This is a serious problem. I'll give you a comparison and you'll understand."

Then a blue dotted line appeared on the graph.

"This is the normal trend, understand?"

Meng Ke saw the problem after a quick comparison. According to the normal trend, Ouyang Kong's mental power riot value should have dropped by less than a quarter at this time, but in fact, his mental power riot value has now dropped to three quarters.

Meng Ke turned to look at the wooden sculpture and puppet leaning against Ouyang Kong in disbelief: "So these things are so powerful! I've only seen test data before, and this is the first time I've seen a treatment process."

No wonder the military supplies were so huge and Mr. Liu was so anxious to promote the production. The old craftsmanship of the flower growers can really save lives. Meng Ke has never felt it so deeply as at this moment.

"Don't just stand there. Go ahead and continue filming that wooden block."

Meng Ke explained: "That's a drum, a musical instrument from the ancient Blue Star."

"Okay! Drum, whatever makes you happy is fine. Go ahead! I'll do a test."

Meng Ke was pushed to the side of Ouyang Kong's examination table and continued to beat the small drum at Ouyang Kong's feet.

"Oh! It works, it works! The curve is falling faster. Can you change to a more upbeat song? I wonder if it will have a better effect."

Meng Ke pretended not to hear and continued to beat the drum gently and rhythmically.

This person wants to use Ouyang Kong as a guinea pig for research, no way!

Ouyang Kong is her husband. Don’t even think about taking advantage of her husband before they divorce!

Feeling that the time was almost up, Meng Ke ran to the monitor screen to take a look. Well, the mental turmoil value had dropped far below the safe value, but the person was still not awake.

Meng Ke frowned and asked, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

The person in charge used his mental power to control the optical computer, rapidly recording data and compiling a report. Since Meng Ke might need his cooperation in future research, he gave himself three seconds to reply, "Wake up when the potion wears off."

Meng Ke was unhappy: "Other people's medicine is diluted with water, and yours is diluted with drugs."

Being questioned about his professionalism, the person in charge could not pretend not to hear it. He glanced at Meng Ke and said, "What do you know? People with mental disorder are very dangerous. This is for everyone's safety."

The report was quickly compiled and submitted, and the person in charge asked Meng Ke, "Can you let me record the tune you just played?"

Meng Ke waved her hand and said, "No need to record it. It's available online. It's recorded by a professional anchor. You can just play it back."

According to Meng Ke's suggestion, the person in charge found Uncle Lei's live broadcast room and clicked on the video of Meng Ke playing drums for the children.

The person in charge is professional and has a team under his command. With just one word from him, a group of people immediately enter a well-trained research state.

They wanted to use Ouyang Kong as a research subject directly, but were rejected by Meng Ke. Then, Ouyang Kong, a nobleman from a top aristocratic family whose disease had been cured but was in a coma, was carried off the testing table by a group of scientific research fanatics. Meng Ke's protest was of no avail.

There was no other way. Meng Ke couldn't carry Ouyang Kong back on her back, and the guards outside couldn't get in. Meng Ke could only hold Ouyang Kong in her arms and wait for him to wake up.

But just as she arranged Ouyang Kong's sleeping position, thinking that he would be more comfortable this way, she saw the person in charge trotting over with a licking face: "Oh! How can you let Master Ouyang sleep on the floor? I have a lounge over there, let him sleep there."

Meng Ke rolled her eyes in her heart: What were you doing before? It wasn’t you who threw people down so coldly just now!