The Second Male is Dedicated To His Career

Next, I still have a lot of principles that are not very clear, and doing certain experiments will have certain risks. "

Yuan Wuji belongs to doing one line of love and one line, and he has to do experiments seriously, so he feels that he still needs to learn.

After a brief conversation with Xiao Jiu, he continued to study how to conduct experiments to find out the components of the miasma he collected.

When it is clear that he will make some by himself, it will definitely be a big killer.

Xiaoqing didn't even know how many bags of melon seeds he had smashed before Yuan Wuji finally stopped his research and told the system that he was going to the next world.

Xiaoqing asked curiously: "Have you studied it clearly?"

Yuan Wuji shook his head, although he also wanted to study it clearly, but...

"No, I've finished reading all the books I bought. The experiment can only go so far. I figured out two ingredients. I'll continue to study the others later, and do the task first."

Yuan Wuji's mentality is very good. Although he really wants to figure out the ingredients, he doesn't force it.

It doesn't matter if he can't do it now, he can always figure it out by learning more. He doesn't have any idea of ​​quick success.

The system is now almost completely invisible, and it only appears when Yuan Wuji needs to use it, as if it were really just a teleportation tool.

"Good host, the next world begins to teleport."

Another dizziness that is familiar with nausea...

Before Yuan Wuji opened his eyes, he felt like he was lying down.

This is really rare to pass through lying down, just to relieve his dizziness, Yuan Wuji didn't open his eyes in a hurry.

"No trace."

A gentle female voice called Yuan Wuji's name.

Yuan Wuji opened his eyes and saw a woman standing beside him, holding a huge syringe in her hand.

"No trace, I'm here to draw the blood I need this time."

Yuan Wuji observed the woman's expression, listened to her tone, and quickly made a judgment, the matter of drawing his own blood... He should have the right to refuse.

Yuan Wuji looked at the woman with cold eyes and said two words: "Go out."

"No trace, what happened to you today, are you in a bad mood?"

The woman's tone of coaxing a child, as if Yuan Wuji was an unreasonable child.

"Go out, I don't want to repeat it a third time."

Yuan Wuji's tone became colder and colder, and the look in the woman's eyes seemed to be murderous.

The woman involuntarily took two steps back, as if she was saving face for herself. She said softly, "Okay, then we won't draw blood today. You have a good rest first, and I'll come to you tomorrow."