The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 49 Yuan Xiaopang Picks Up Things Again

  Host: Yuan Bei

   Race: Human

  Gene: 75/106 squares (2/200)

  Gene lock: not open

  Skill: [Deep Sleep] Bronze (601/5000)

  Calmly open the system properties.

"hey-hey."

  Seeing that the experience points have increased a lot, Yuan Bei laughed mischievously.

   It is better to have more gene values.

   There is no need to consider the consumption of skills at all, just use them directly. Although each person can only increase a little experience value, they can't stand the large number.

   It is interesting to collect wool by groups of people.

  If it wasn't for wanting to be a human being, Yuan Bei would have thought of doing this every day...

After school.

  Yuan Bei was still with Zhang Peng, and the two took a taxi and went to the hospital, where Zhao Shiying was still recuperating.

   "No? I wanted to ask at noon, have you grown taller again?"

  In the car, Zhang Peng glanced up and down at Yuan Bei, and asked with a strange expression: "Also, it seems that your body has grown a lot, too?"

   "I'm only eighteen years old, is it too much to grow?"

  Yuan Bei's eyes slanted.

   "It's not too much, but it's growing too fast, right?"

  The more Zhang Peng looked closely, the more strange he felt. Yesterday when he looked at Yuan Bei, he still thought he was quite thin and weak. Why did he look at it today and see that this strong man is almost catching up with him?

   "This is your illusion. I haven't taken off my clothes these days." Yuan Bei said casually.

  Zhang Peng nodded and said nothing.

   It didn't take long to arrive, get off and pay.

  Zhang Peng went to the store next to him to buy some fruits, but he just walked out when he saw the price.

   "Isn't this killing people?!"

   Pulling Yuan Bei to another store two kilometers away from the hospital.

   "I don't care about money! The main reason is that the blood demon has a new skin, you know?"

  While walking, he also said to Yuan Bei: "When we come back this time, let's play two tricks!"

  Yuan Bei asked with a strange expression, "Can your sister agree?"

  Zhang Peng was silent for a moment, hesitated for a while before saying: "It's okay, I will absorb it successfully at that time, she can't beat me to death."

  Yuan Bei was speechless now.

   During this period of time, Zhang Peng has suffered a lot. As an Internet-addicted teenager, he probably hasn't experienced the feeling of not touching a computer for half a month...

   Not long.

  The two of them arrived, Zhang Peng went in and bought some fruit and brought it out, Yuan Bei looked left and right, found a flower shop and went straight in.

   "Young man, what kind of flowers do you want?"

  As soon as he entered, a well-maintained woman in her thirties put down the shower in her hand and greeted her.

   "Give it to a friend, show it to you."

  Yuan Bei didn't understand this either, but both of them carried some fruit to see people and felt something was wrong, so they thought of buying some flowers.

"Hey."

  The owner of the florist let out a light hey, and said as if I had seen through you: "Buying flowers for your girlfriend?"

"Ok?"

  Yuan Bei was taken aback, raised his head and said, "Is there such a good thing?"

  Florist:? ? ?

  …

  Hospital ward.

  Zhao Shiying's condition looks good, except that his face is a little pale, the whole person is quite normal, and he is playing with his mobile phone boredly at this time.

  Yuan Bei put a bouquet of flowers representing blessings on Zhao Shiying's bedside.

   "Why are you sending me flowers?"

  Zhao Shiying said with a strange face.

   "The store owner said to buy flowers for his girlfriend, so I bought a bouquet."

  Yuan Bei didn't take it seriously.

  Zhao Shiying:? ? ?

  Why does this sound so strange?

  There are still some things on the bedside, which can't be bought in the hospital: "Zhang Xiner and the others have been here?"

   "Yeah." Zhao Shiying nodded: "I came at noon, stayed for a while and then left."

   "How is it, feeling better?"

   Yuan Bei sat down on the bed next to him and asked.

"good."

  Zhao Shiying didn't think about it any more, twisted his hands and smiled bitterly: "It's just that the genetic technology can't be used these days."

  This is quite embarrassing to say.

  In a team of five, the two weakest were uninjured, but he, the "main force", fell first.

  Thinking, he looked at Zhang Peng again: "I heard that you have unlocked the gene lock? Congratulations."

   "I just can't go with you this time."

  Zhang Peng smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, you just take care of your injury, my sister and sister Huohuo are enough."

   "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I could have done it today, but the doctor advised me to observe for another day." Zhao Shiying said.

   This hospital is a specialized hospital for the awakened, and it is not far from the Dimension Gate of the Smokey Forest, basically standing on the edge of the city.

  Most of the doctors in it are graduated from the medical profession of the awakened, and their words are still very valuable for reference, and the awakened are generally quite obedient.

  Listen to the doctor.

  After all, when it comes to cultivation, everyone is still crossing the river by feeling the stones. A little hidden disease may affect the achievements of a lifetime.

   Not to mention that awakened people are considered "high-risk occupations". A slight discomfort in battle may lead to catastrophe.

  The three of them chatted for a while, and as soon as the meal time arrived, the hospital's special nutritious meal was served.

  Yuan Bei and the two left directly.

  Arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Yuan Bei took a taxi, dropped off Zhang Peng on the way, and went home by himself.

   When the two meet again, it will be a week later, and there is nothing hypocritical about it.

  Although Beidi Mountain is a silver-level dimensional space, Zhang Xiner dared to take Zhang Peng there, she must have a perfect plan, and he didn't have to think about safety at all.

   Arrived home.

  My parents were all there, and the smile on my face couldn't be hidden. The dinner was obviously more sumptuous than before, and I could smell the tempting fragrance as soon as I walked in.

   The happiest one is Yuan Xiaopang, his whole face is into a ball of laughter, to grow so fat, besides his easy-to-fat physique, he loves to eat.

   In addition to this, there is no other reason.

   "Xiaobei is back?"

   Mother Yuan poked her head out and said.

   "Well, back."

   At noon, he called his family and said that he would come back for dinner tonight, so they were not surprised.

   "Clean up and prepare to eat."

  Father Yuan also poked his head out at this time, with an apron tied around his waist.

   "My dad is cooking today?"

  Yuan Bei's eyes lit up, and he felt a glutton in his stomach, and said pleasantly.

  In Yuan's family, Yuan's father's cooking skills are second to none, no matter in terms of taste or color, they are all ranked above Yuan's mother.

  According to Yuan’s father, he originally wanted to be a chef when he was young, but ended up doing a lot of jobs in a daze, but he never worked as a chef, and finally joined a factory until now.

  However, although Yuan's father is good at cooking, he seldom cooks. He only cooks the spoon during festivals or when relatives and friends come to the house.

   "What? Do you think I'm not good at craftsmanship?"

  Mother Yuan, who was helping in the kitchen, said angrily.

   "No, no, how can it be!"

  Yuan Bei hurriedly begged for mercy, and ran into his room in a hurry.

  Take off your coat and throw it on the chair.

   At this time.

  Yuan Bei's gaze suddenly froze.

  Looked straight at an object on the table.

   I also said it yesterday, I have something to do today, and I didn’t come back until after nine o’clock. This chapter is a bit late, sorry. I'm too tired today and I have to take a break. Tomorrow weekend, I'll find a way to add a few more chapters, and save the manuscript by the way. forgive me

  (end of this chapter)