Miler, who has a system for giving up

After the plants were placed, the two of them hadn't come out of the management office yet.

Thinking of preparing a medicine for Yan Luo to target her illness, since cultivation methods take a long time to be effective, a medicine would help her recover faster.

After searching my mind for a long time, I finally found a very mild medicine that was just right for Yan Luo's condition.

After deciding on the medication to be prepared, the self-guided tour began.

First, I took a tour of the lab; the equipment here is truly comprehensive! Then I found the warehouse where raw materials and various supplies are stored. There was even a facial recognition system at the entrance; you can enter simply by scanning your face.

This surprised me greatly, because normally, such warehouses would have stricter security measures, but this place was so convenient and quick.

I took out the materials needed for the potion from the storeroom and put them in the box.

Surprisingly, the warehouse also thoughtfully provided several baskets and trolleys for hauling goods. This way, if you need to retrieve a lot of items, you won't have to make many trips.

After all, I was the only person in the entire lab, so these designs were really thoughtful.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but marvel at how advanced the equipment and thoughtful the design of this laboratory were. Working here must be incredibly comfortable and convenient.

If I were to have a complete stranger as my assistant, I would definitely need to carefully consider many things.

After all, preparing medicines is not a casual matter; you can't just mix them randomly.

I plan to try refining pills later, because compared to potions, pills are always better.

Moreover, some precious medicines have been lost, and there are not many that can be prepared. But fortunately, I have many recipes for pills, including quite a few of the lost ones.

As I was lost in thought, I realized that I had unknowingly walked back to where the experimental equipment was kept.

So I started to organize my thoughts and neatly categorize and arrange the materials I had taken out earlier.

Next, I carefully placed these materials into different experimental apparatuses in a specific order.

Finally, I took out a bunch of bottles for holding medicine from the cabinet below.

Looking at these colorful liquids and powders, I was filled with anticipation.

Each ingredient has been carefully selected, and they will be blended in my hands into bottles of magical potions.

This is a job that requires patience and attention to detail, but it's also one of my favorite things.

As time went by, I gradually became immersed in the world of potion preparation.

Every action I take excites me, as if I'm creating a whole new world.

I carefully controlled the temperature, stirring speed, and addition ratio to ensure that each bottle of medicine achieved the best results.

In no time, I had prepared about seven bottles of the potion.

These medicines emitted unique aromas; some were transparent, some were cloudy, and some shimmered with a faint light.

I looked at my work with satisfaction, and my heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Then they came out of the management office. Yan Luo's cheeks were red, and Sikong Feng's ears were red. I guess Sikong Feng had explained in detail how we met and how we got to know each other.

When I saw them come out, I greeted them with a smile. "How did your chat go?" I asked curiously.

Yan Luo lowered her head shyly, while Sikong Feng scratched his head awkwardly.

He glanced at Yan Luo, then said to me, "Hmm...it's fine." After saying that, he secretly glanced at Yan Luo again, seemingly observing her reaction.

Yan Luo nodded, and I didn't say anything more, so I continued with my work.

He took out the bottles of medicine that were different in color, transparency, and texture.

Some potions are transparent, as clear as water; others are cloudy, with what appear to be tiny particles suspended inside; still others shimmer with a faint light, as if containing a mysterious power.

Then I carefully picked up a dropper and dripped each medicine into a specially made glass bottle in a specific ratio.

Each drop of the reagent falling into the bottle causes a slight reaction; some produce bubbles, while others emit a faint glow. The entire process requires extreme care, as any mistake could lead to experimental failure or unexpected problems.

As the last drop of the medicine was poured into the bottle, the liquids inside the glass bottle began to become active, quickly mixing together to form a unique mixture.

This mixture exhibits a peculiar color, sometimes shimmering with light, sometimes settling into stillness. It emits a faint fragrance that feels both familiar and strange.

They operated on it slowly, and the two of them seemed afraid of disturbing me, so they became exceptionally quiet, even their breathing became much softer.

As if time had stood still, the entire room was filled with a quiet yet tense atmosphere.

After much effort, all the extracted materials were finally used up, and the configuration work was completed perfectly.

Finally, two and a half glass bottles were filled, a remarkable achievement. Looking at these carefully crafted bottles, I felt a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

I carefully placed the two and a half bottles of liquid on the table, then picked them up one by one and carefully labeled them: "Repair Solution".

Each bottle was carefully labeled, as if it contained an incomparably precious treasure.

After completing all of this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and my previously tense nerves gradually relaxed.

However, at that very moment, a strong sense of exhaustion welled up inside me, making me feel unusually heavy.

I casually pulled over a chair and slumped down on it, completely relaxing my body as if I had lost all my strength.

At this moment, I feel like a lifeless salted fish, utterly devoid of energy.

The two men, however, became as excited as fish in a pot when they saw the three words "Repair Fluid" on the bottle, pacing back and forth.

Seeing that I seemed to have regained some energy, Yan Luo pulled me aside and asked, "Little Lele, could this be the legendary repair potion?! It's a lost art!!!"

Seeing Yan Luo's excitement, I nodded with difficulty to indicate my agreement.

Sikong Feng, standing to the side, was more restrained than Yan Luo, but he also looked at me expectantly, waiting for my answer.

I replied weakly, "Yes, I have the recipe."

Although it's just a few simple words, it's enough to show the tremendous effort and difficulty I put into preparing this "repair solution," to the point that I'm even having some trouble speaking now.

It's no wonder that this repair solution was lost to time; after all, it's not something that ordinary people can easily concoct.

Sikong Feng lowered his voice slightly and said with a hint of pleading, "Little Lele, may I take a little bit? To show those self-proclaimed geniuses outside, so they can learn from you and take you as their role model."

I nodded slightly in agreement. By this time, I had regained some energy and was no longer struggling to speak as much as before, and I could say a few more words.

So I continued, "Two bottles of Lolo's, half a bottle is for you."

After saying all that, I felt completely drained, utterly exhausted.

But seeing Yan Luo and Sikong Feng's excited expressions, I felt it was all worth it.

Perhaps because I was so focused just now, I actually hallucinated and saw Han Heng in my own laboratory.

He rushed towards me like a phantom.

I blinked, and when I opened my eyes again, the scene before me remained unchanged.

I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear my head, but the figure was still clearly visible in front of me.

I slowly stood up, watching him get closer and closer, and an indescribable emotion welled up inside me, but I didn't know what it was.

The scene was so realistic that I could hardly believe it was just an illusion.

At this moment, he couldn't open his eyes no matter what he did, and his body seemed to be under a spell, falling heavily backward.

Yan Luo and Sikong Feng were behind me, their backs to me, staring at the two and a half bottles of "repair fluid" as I stood up, still caught up in their excitement.

As time went on, I thought I would fall to the ground and it would hurt.

But instead of pain, I fell into a strong embrace, and the person holding me smelled strongly of mint.

The pleasant, strong mint scent made me feel much better.

I thought I'd smelled this scent somewhere before, like Han Heng. Was that just a hallucination?

I looked up in astonishment and met a pair of deep eyes. It really was Han Heng!

"You..." I was about to speak when he interrupted me.

"Shh...you're too tired, take a good rest." His voice was gentle and deep, as if it had a magical power, making my heart beat faster involuntarily.

He gently picked me up, carried me to the sofa next to him, and let me lie down.

I was somewhat dazed, feeling his care and closeness, and for a moment I forgot to resist. Yan Luo and Sikong Feng heard the commotion, turned around and saw this scene, both of them showing surprise on their faces.

"Han Heng... why are you here?" Yan Luo was the first to come to her senses, her tone tinged with doubt.

"I've come to see her." Han Heng's gaze remained fixed on me, his concern undisguised.

Sikong Feng looked at Han Heng with a complicated expression, seemingly deep in thought. "I'll leave Xiao Lele in your care now. We'll head out first."

Yan Luo tugged at Si Kongfeng's sleeve, and the two silently left the laboratory, without taking away the "repair solution" I had just prepared.

Han Heng sat quietly beside me on the sofa. I closed my eyes, enjoying the tranquility, and gradually drifted off to sleep...

I was sleeping peacefully on the sofa. Han Heng was watching me from the side. Later, probably because he felt it was a bit cold and was afraid I would catch a cold, he took off his coat and covered me with it.

However, the laboratory outside was in an uproar.

After Sikong Feng and Yan Luo returned to their office, they posted a reward in the laboratory's bulletin board area and added a line of text below it.

To all the colleagues in the 20 laboratories:

Miler just arrived at the lab today and successfully concocted the lost "repair solution." He is hereby awarded 100 million RMB and publicly commended. He is also promoted to Director!

We are recruiting two assistants for Director Miler. Requirements are as follows: preferably female, not talkative, highly obedient, and never betray Director Miler after becoming assistants.

Recruitment period: See Director Miler's schedule

Note: Subject to Director Miler's preferences!

—Laboratory Director: Sikong Feng

There are three things about this announcement that will infuriate the people in those 20 labs!

The announcement was actually written by Sikong Feng and Yan Luo together. In the end, Sikong Feng's grandfather called to explain the situation, and with his grandfather's support, he decisively issued the announcement.

Han Heng wasn't in one of the 20 labs. The lab I'm in now was previously his and Sikong Feng's, but he was often busy with family matters and could only come when he had free time.

Moreover, when he learned that I was coming to the lab, he made further improvements to the lab, like this sofa, which didn't exist before.

He could see the announcement too. After reading it, he continued to look at me, as if that would allow him to see through all my secrets.

I sensed that I was about to break through, so I opened my eyes and saw Han Heng, who had been watching me the whole time. I spoke to him, a little shy and embarrassed.

"I can't hold it in any longer, I'm about to break through! Can you protect me? This is too sudden."

When Han Heng heard those first five words, his cheeks instantly turned red. He was about to tell me where the restroom was, but he was stopped by what he said next.

"I'll protect you, no one will disturb you, so you can focus on your breakthrough." Han Heng's determined gaze seemed to be making a vow.

I left the sofa and went to an open space. I sat cross-legged, and fearing that I wouldn't be able to reach my peak, I took out 10 peaches and placed them in front of me.

This time I'm smarter; I won't absorb the information first, but will instead use my own strength to break through.

Han Heng looked at the 10 peaches I casually took out, and his doubts deepened.

Because he had seen and even had the chance to eat one, but none of them were as big as my 10.

Using my own strength, I quickly broke through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and then rushed all the way to the late mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. I was just one step away from the Lingmen realm and the peak of the Golden Core realm.

Only then did I begin to absorb the peaches of immortality. After absorbing about three, I successfully broke through to the peak of the Golden Core stage. I then absorbed two more to consolidate my realm.

After opening my eyes, I clearly perceived more things. Han Heng in front of me was actually at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and I could feel that he was also compressing his spiritual power, otherwise he should have been at the Nascent Soul stage long ago.

I noticed Han Heng's gaze drifting over the peaches I had placed on the ground.

He put away two of them, picked up one and gave it to Han Heng in front of him, telling him that if he didn't take it, he would never talk to him again, as a threat.

Han Heng had no choice but to accept it. He probably had some kind of treasure like a spatial ring, because the peach disappeared from his hand.

I noticed that Han Heng had big hands, so I asked him to carry the other two peaches for me.

I got up and went to the workbench, put the two and a half bottles of "repair fluid" into the box, and had Han Heng put the two peaches he was holding into it as well.

Perhaps because I had just broken through, my breathing was still unstable, and my hand holding the frame trembled. When Han Heng saw this, he wouldn't let me hold it myself.

In the end, I had no choice but to compromise and let Han Heng hold the frame for me.