Chapter 11 Elect a class leader

What about mental power, I don't know how this can be increased?

The damage to the body through mental power is visible. The body's qi and blood are exhausted, and the tired command is issued.

With the appearance of the killer, Zhang Fan had a sense of crisis, and at the cost of overdrawing his own blood, he took out so many black technology products at one time, Zhang Fan was afraid that if he suddenly died in such a situation. It can be regarded as leaving a rich fortune for Hwaseong.

Catching up with the United States is not an empty word.

Ascari cannons, Bugatti-Folger luxury transporters, HDF destroyers, "Black Antelope R-165" vertical take-off and landing attack aircraft, "Raptor 6TX" helicopter gunships. Especially the ostentatious red Bugatti-Folger luxury transporter.

I don't know if the medical bed in the future Elysium movie in my memory is so awesome. The head does not die, and the body can be restored even if it is completely rotten.

For Zhang Fan himself, this is all a paradox.

Just an operating table-like medical bed, as long as you lie on it and scan, all diseases are quickly diagnosed and treated, and even cancer is as simple as a small cold.

MED-POD 3000 also maintains the performance of the human body without attenuation, and under this care, the average lifespan of Elysium residents is three times that of humans on Earth.

In addition to maintaining youthful appearance, medical cosmetology can reconstruct a person's skin in the event of a trauma, such as generating an entire face in just 40.23 seconds.

Artificial blood cell diameter capable of recompiling all human cells. Unit: nanometer. Similar to nanobots

10 to the 34th power, cures known species of earth diseases.

That's a lot of.

The MED-POD 2000 platform can achieve a human life span of 150 years. This one is barely reliable. Take one out and do a guinea pig experiment. The energy source is very special, magnetodynamic charging type. One section of magnetic power can heal a hundred people.

John Carlyle, Dominique Monott. Soul beads, such a thought suddenly flashed in Zhang Fan's mind, and as soon as he thought about it, his head hurt sharply, as if it was about to explode, Zhang Fan was shocked and frightened, and immediately forced himself to stop pursuing the answer. Flipped and tortured. On a winter day, I was soaked in cold sweat.

Pushing himself on, he picked up some wood from the yard. Zhang Fan lit a fire. That's just a little bit better. Lay down on the plank and fell asleep.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Zhang Fan got up. Get some life back.

Walk into the yard.

With a hint of chill in the early morning air, Zhang Fan stretched his hands and feet until the muscles of his whole body gradually moved, and then he put on a posture and began a day's cultivation.

He practiced the Eight Extremes Fist Method. Rub your hands, rub your hands, rub your legs, and start boxing exercises after opening your body bones with a few movements, Baji Boxing, fierce, unpretentious and rapid. He is good at the eight potentials of Vajra, and his fists and feet are windy. The bearing is like the momentum of the mountains and the sea.

His boxing method was full of a strict law, and Zhang Fan faintly felt that he had not played one ten-thousandth of the real Vajra Eight Potentials boxing technique. But he looked focused, boring exercises, and the pain of amnesia. It didn't make him look tired of it.

I practiced back and forth over and over again, stopping occasionally to figure out a thing or two, but soon I was back in the middle of the practice. Time passed, the sun jumped up from the ground, and the chill of the early morning was dispelled a lot.

Zhang Fan stopped practicing.

Heavy gasping sounded in the courtyard, Zhang Fan put his hands on his knees, and the sweat of the bean slid down to his chin and dripped on the ground.

After discovering the Qiankun bag from memory. Zhang Fan realized that the memory he lost was not so ordinary......

His heart was filled with a strong desire to know all this, to solve all the mysteries.

Boosting mental power is the only clue in his hands.

Legend has it that martial arts are gods. He thought about training martial arts to see if he could increase his mental strength.

Zhang Fan didn't stop exercising for a day, trying to explore ways to increase mental strength.

After a short break, Zhang Fan rode a broken bicycle in the courtyard and hurried to school.

Before he entered the classroom, counselor Wang Jun stopped him and whispered, "Zhang Fan, there is something to discuss with you." ”

"What?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Wang Jun, the counselor with an embarrassed face, the senior who stayed in the school and he was from Cangzhou. In the future memory, in his college career, he took care of him a lot. Thinking that he would be the class president, enter the student union, and join the Communist Youth League. More thoughtful than my own father's care. Of course, although it was still instructed by the Su family, it was the main factor. But this love is getting deeper and deeper.

Sure enough, Wang Jun said in a low voice: "When will you pay the college application fee? Tuition fees are paid. I recommend you to be the class leader. ”

Counselor Wang Jun's voice was very low, probably worried that other students would hear it.

Zhang Fan took out a stack of sealed hundred-yuan bills from his arms. There are 10,000 yuan in a thick pile, and in the era when 10,000 households are shockingly rich.

Counselor Wang Jun opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

He looked at the strange expressions of his classmates around him, as if for a moment, his eyes were focused on this pile of money, and he secretly gasped, jealous and secretly born, a local tyrant.

"How much is the tuition fee?"

Zhang Fan thought for a while and said, "Forget it! The cost of four years of college comes from above. The excess will be counted as your labor costs. ”

The classmate who heard this sentence immediately stretched out his neck. The shock on his face could not be concealed. Loser, less than half of the tuition fee for four years, 5,000 labor fees, your family mines. The capitalists are not so defeated. Listen to your own pounding heartbeat. Classmates by the door. Try to pretend you didn't hear.

I don't want to be stimulated by this. Who the fuck walks around with 10,000 cash on his body these days.

The classmate's face turned blue, and his eyes were full of longing, and at this moment, he collapsed.

Counselor Wang Jun's face suddenly turned red. Immediately shook his head and said, "No! no. The school has a policy that tuition fees are charged once a semester. You take it back. ”

Zhang Fan directly stuffed it and said: "It's arranged like this, there will be a lot of trouble for you in the future, by the way, I don't want to be any class cadre." Don't arrange it!" Zhang Fan's voice was so suppressed that others couldn't hear it.

The counselor reluctantly accepted it. He walked up to the podium and said, "Students, there is a major matter to be decided in our class today, that is, to elect class cadres. The outstanding class cadres are a plus for the future assignment work, and I hope everyone will actively participate!"

The audience suddenly discussed that the class cadres in the university had gold content.

"Quietly, everyone comes from all over the world, and since a new class is formed, there needs to be a core organization as well. Do you have a candidate for the position of squad leader?"

Hu Jianjun, Li Guoqing, and Zhang Baoguo pulled Zhang Fan to participate in the small group discussion. Zhang Fan listened to it and relived the atmosphere of the university, which was what he wanted. He didn't want to get as tired as he had in his previous life. After solving the remaining problems of buying and selling national treasures, he became a charter company in peace. After the house was remodeled. Rent only to pretty girls. Pleasing to the eye for a lifetime.

Li Guoqing's eyes flashed and he said with a contemplative light: "Buddy, recommend Li Sha." Sichuan Provincial Wen Zhuangyuan, a flower in our class, that figure and face are not said. Choose her, how about eating at the barbecue stall at the school gate tonight. ”

There are weird, Hu Jianjun, Zhang Baoguo suddenly looked at Li Guoqing with a strange face.

Hu Jianjun said in a low voice: "Lao Li, what is your situation, although you say it, you are all surnamed Li, but it was all five hundred years ago." So attentive. Are you hiding something from us!"