Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 96, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?
Ye Weiqiang returned to his ward.

The two people who had been hit by the hypnotic charm had already woken up, and the whole hospital was in chaos.

After seeing Ye Weiqiang returning to the room, he was completely at ease, with a sad and complicated expression: "General Ye!"

"Hehehe, I just drank a glass of wine." Ye Weiqiang patted the young man's shoulder carelessly: "It's okay, I'm just a retired old man, don't be so nervous."

"I'm not nervous!"

"You're just nervous"

Ye Weiqiang smiled and returned to the bed.

At this time, Ye Weiqiang saw an old man with white beard and hair in front of his hospital bed, happily eating the condolences at the bedside.

"I said, old Xie, you are not being kind, this is my condolences, you just eat it?" Ye Weiqiang looked at the old man in front of him in astonishment.

The old man smiled, without any discomfort at all, but said instead.

"You old boy, I don't know. You obviously have an old injury on your leg, and you still go out to exercise in the rain. It's okay now, you fell, you deserve it."

The two are very familiar with each other, and they can ridicule each other. Ye Weiqiang was not angry, but just smiled wryly.

"Xie Bingxin, stop mocking the old man and go back to your office."

"I didn't make fun of you." Xie Bingxin saw that Ye Weiqiang was in a depressed mood, and he was no longer in the mood to joke, so he just said calmly, "I said old friend, do you still want to serve the country now?"

"Playing for the country? I said thank you, old man, do you think I can play for the country like this?"

Ye Weiqiang was also amused by the old man Xie, and said: "I am old, very old, and the teeth in my old mouth have been replaced with false teeth."

At this time, Ye Weiqiang took off his dentures and showed them to Xie Bingxin, and then put them back on.

Lian Po is old, can he still have food?
Of course you can - just need some outside help, like dentures.

Ye Weiqiang murmured.

"With such a body, how can I serve the country? Don't tell me that I work in the civil service department. I can't read a single word. What a fart it is to serve."

"Lao Ye, do you know that the world situation is changing now." Xie Bingxin's expression became serious: "Psionic energy, you should know."

"Yes, my son used to keep talking about how this would affect the social situation. My granddaughter also joined the local special department. Every time I came to visit, I kept talking about this." Ye Weiqiang's expression changed when he mentioned his granddaughter. Much softer.

"Then can you understand what this psionic energy is?" Xie Bingxin asked again.

"Things that can make people into gods." Ye Weiqiang shrugged.

"Well, your understanding is correct." Xie Bingxin thought about it carefully, and there was nothing wrong with this explanation: "This is a mysterious energy that changes the structure of DNA and makes people have strange abilities. Because of the appearance of this energy, the world situation Changes, changes in the domestic situation. It can still be controlled at present, and when the number of capable people gradually increases, and the number of foreign capable people increases, it will definitely not be peaceful again. You know, the situation is very tense now."

"Ah."

Ye Weiqiang also showed a worried expression.

"So what can my disabled and old body do for you?"

"Of course." Xie Bingxin smiled, turned on his phone, and showed Ye Weiqiang a photo.

It's a test tube filled with a purple liquid.

"what is this?"

"Type 1 psychic power strengthening potion was jointly developed by our country's most advanced scientific researchers and heirs of medical families." Xie Bingxin said: "This injection can increase the body's psychic adaptability, allowing non-awakened people to have five The probability of success will be awakened again. At present, it is an orphan product, and there is only this one in the entire China."

"You want to use it for me?" Ye Weiqiang frowned.

"Correct."

"Heh, are you making the old man laugh?" Ye Weiqiang said slowly, "Give this thing to young people. I, an old fellow, can't stand such a precious thing."

"You can afford it"

Xie Bingxin said with a serious face: "I have participated in countless battles, large and small. With a backward Hanyang-made rifle, I was able to take the head of an enemy army 800 meters away, and made a great contribution to the victory of the War of Resistance. If you can't bear it, who can afford it? If the former gun master can't bear it, who can afford it?"

"But I'm already very old." Ye Weiqiang's expression was already a little shaken.

"According to research, the life span of the awakened person will be about 30 percent longer than that of ordinary people, and the body will not be prone to illness." Xie Bingxin paused and said: "Of course, from now on, not to mention the awakened person, even the Ordinary people will live about 5 to 10 percent longer than before, and in the age of spiritual energy, non-awakened people will also benefit subtly."

"Although this type 1 psychic enhancement potion is an orphan product, it is also a by-product of the research and development of other potions. Even if it is wasted, there should be no psychological pressure. After all, there are 14 billion people in China."

The implication of Xie Bingxin's words is the population advantage of 14 billion people.

In terms of the total number of awakened people, it will not be weaker than other countries.

"Also, don't think that awakening is just a miracle. You may not know that those ancient martial arts with flowery fists and embroidered legs have now become real killing techniques. The point is, this ancient martial art can only be cultivated by non-awakened people." Xie Bingxin laughed. He smiled and said, "So, are you going to take this injection or not?"

Under Xie Bingxin's instigation, Ye Weiqiang felt that it would be hypocrisy to evade.

"Since you think highly of me, an old man, what if I give you that injection?"

Xie Bingxin laughed and made a phone call.

Soon, a group of people in white coats came in from the door, carrying a silver box in their hands.

One of the young women in a white coat opened the box, revealing the strengthening agent frozen and sealed with dry ice.

"You're waiting here for me."

"Mr. Ye, please take off your shirt." The young woman with a cold voice said.

"Your words are much colder than this."

Ye Weiqiang was not a hypocritical person either, so he took off his shirt.

Everyone present except Xie Bingxin and the young woman gasped.

Criss-criss scars, bullet holes.

How many times he was born and died, and how many times he almost died.

But in the end, the old gun god survived.

Immediately, the eyes of the people around immediately became full of respect, this potion is for Ye Lao to use, it is worth——

"It might hurt a little." The coldness of the young woman has not changed, but her tone has softened a lot.

"Old man, I'm afraid of everything, except pain." Ye Weiqiang grinned.

The young woman didn't say much, and injected strengthening medicine into Ye Weiqiang's vein according to the routine procedure.
In about 1 minute, Ye Weiqiang's body became as red as a branding iron, and the blood vessels in his thin body swelled, making him look a little scary.

The white coat holding the instrument at the side hurriedly took the instrument in his hand and said pleasantly.

"Successful, the awakening was successful! His body produced a spiritual response"

(End of this chapter)