Chapter 69 [Failure, Failure, Failure Again]

The idea is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and Lefu is very interested in breeding black corn in the space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but failed again and again, which seriously hit Lefou's enthusiasm. In addition, after each successful breeding and the black corn is ripe, Lefu always breaks off these ripe corns, and then checks the number of corn kernels one by one.

The number of rows of corn is enough for 12 rows, once or twice, and an hour or two is fine. But for ten hours and twenty hours, I continued to check the number of corn kernels. No one can stand the number of rows of corn, and this boring work is really torturous. For thirty hours, Lefu sat on the ground of the space, leaning on a black corn to check the numbers.

And the space is huge, and the amount of corn that can be planted is quite terrifying. In the end, Lefu couldn't stand such self-hypnosis, tears flowed down the sky, and he crawled out of the space covered in dirt. Reluctantly returned to his room and took a shower, then fell asleep on the bed until 10 o'clock the next morning, when he got out of bed. Still appeared in the small restaurant with a pair of panda eyes, eating listlessly.

Seeing Lefu in such a state, the entire high-level personnel of the tribe were frightened, and they quickly found the family's health care physician, Dr. Wang Weiguo. I took a good look at Lefou's physical condition, nothing is just overwork, and I need a good rest. If this state of fatigue is not alleviated, Lefou's young body will be hollowed out in less than half a year.

When the time comes, it will be difficult to make up for it, although the entire tribe has doubts about the diagnosis of Chinese medicine. However, seeing Lefou's mental exhaustion, listlessness, and physical weakness, he also knew the seriousness of the problem. Therefore, all the high-level leaders gathered around Prime Minister Eric for a while to discuss and discuss, and finally the entire tribal high-level came to a unanimous conclusion.

That is to give the little chief Lefu a long vacation to take a good rest, and the vacation time is a week. During the week, the main job of Lefu is to rest and eat, eat and drink well. Replenish the body back to normal, and after a week will you be allowed to contact the work of the tribe.

Lefu gladly accepted this, tired himself like a dog, and the work of sifting through the black corn was not yet completed. This made the invincible Lefu feel an unprecedented sense of frustration, since the rebirth of Lefu wants money, money, people, and territory.

The backing is incomparably strong, which makes Lefu feel unprecedented self-confidence. He can defy the whole world and not be afraid of any challenge, even the US government dares to wrestle with him. But I didn't expect a small corn to defeat the invincible little chief.

But Lefu is good at this, the more frustrated he is, the more courageous he becomes, otherwise he would not have survived in a metropolis like the capital in his previous life. There is a bull spirit that does not admit defeat, and Marianne, who secretly blames her tearful mother-in-law for not taking care of her husband, is well appeased. Deprived of the opportunity to work, Lefu still ran to the study to lock the door, and told Abdul-Jabbar and his wife Maria not to disturb anyone, and to rest in the kitchen.

Then he locked the door and dodged into the country, and then began to plant and harvest the boring project of selecting black corn. Because of the help of a cheating device like Space Lingquan, Lefu can breed a generation of black corn in a minute. An hour is an hour in the outside world of sixty generations, and ten hours in the internal space, and the number of reproduction of corn in the space is a full six hundred generations.

And these propagated corn seeds are carefully selected for the finest, closest to 365 grams of corn kernels in twelve rows. These most important biological characteristics of the seeds, multiplied from generation to generation, failed and failed, for a whole day, without any results, without a single black corn compound two rigid requirements.

The next day, after Lefu's bull-like temperament was stimulated, he recognized a door, and did not hit the south wall and did not look back. I vow to breed black corn into products that meet my own requirements, as long as these black corn genes that meet the requirements are stabilized. Then the black corn that belongs to the complete intellectual property rights of the entire bison tribe is even more out of the pot.

You can imagine that the number of seeds brought into the space by Lefu reached hundreds, and the average number of seeds reproduced every minute. After thousands of miles, the amount of black corn left must have been terrifying, and every corner of the space has become a hill formed by black corn. The number reaches a terrifying hundreds of tons, but fortunately, Lefu has the help of the space profile, and the corn stalks that grow on the ground will be divided by the entire space. It turns into fertilizer and returns to the black soil of space, otherwise the amount of corn stalks accumulated will be even more terrifying.

Even if there are hundreds of miles of space in the country, it will be filled, and it will be a big trouble at that time. Fortunately, this trouble has been completely solved, and some of the remaining mature black corn can also be placed in the space, when to think of a solution to these corns. It's not too late to deal with these corns, anyway, there is a preservation function in the Jiangshan Bailitu space, and these corns will not be moldy and rotten, and they will not deteriorate after 100 years.

This time, in order to increase his comfort, Lefu moved his boss chair for the office to the space. Sitting on the chair with a hundred thoughts, the black corn was taken out of the air and put in the hand to check, the number of rows of this black corn is 15 rows, which does not meet the standard. The number of rows of corn in this one row is 12, which is hard enough, but the number of corn kernels exceeds 365.

Selecting strong seeds to breed, then cultivating and then screening, the repetitive work is very boring and tedious. There is no way to get wealth, how can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? You can't see Franklin without exertion.

Therefore, in order to achieve wealth, Carrefour gritted his teeth and persevered, and began to count mechanically, and the degree of fatigue made Lefu worse and worse day by day, both mentally and physically. Even the entire tribe's high-level began to wonder if Dr. Wang Weiguo's art was so godly? Why does the little chief Lefu rest every day, eat medicinal food every day, and have so many expensive Chinese medicine tonics, how can it get worse day by day.

It's really evil, is someone poisoning? The state of the Little Chief is caused by poisoning. As soon as this idea was born, the entire Bison tribe seemed to explode, and began to secretly investigate all the details of the diet, daily life and life of the little chief Lefu. After investigating for several days, everything was normal and nothing was found, and then the entire bison tribe began to hair, and I couldn't figure out what was wrong with the little chief.

How is the body getting worse day by day? Getting thinner day by day, mental fatigue is sick? But everything is normal when you check your body. Everyone couldn't figure out why Lefu was in such a tired state. But Lefu himself knew in his heart that he was tired, and who could stand the black corn screening work like a hill every day.

It's no wonder that such a workload is not tiring and sick! But Lefu can't say what he suffers, because he wants to protect the secrets of space. Lefou's work could not be shared with anyone, and even his wife, Marianne, could not let him know the secrets of the space.

Fortunately, God rewards hard work, and God still leaves a glimmer of life for Lefu. did not let Lefu die of exhaustion, and at noon on the fourth day, Lefu finally found a corn cob that met his two most important standards, ending his inhuman life.