After taking out the garbage, Ling Ping'an returned to the bookstore.

He looked at the time, it was just after eight o'clock in the morning.

He took out his phone, and the game he downloaded yesterday was still a few hours away from the start of the service.

"Boring......" he muttered as he sat down at the counter.

Now he is the canyon is sealed.

The old book is finished.

I don't know what to write about the new book!

Judging from past experience, without ten days and half a month, it is about impossible to think of ideas.

Then it will have to drag on for two months before it is uploaded.

No way.

Life is so boring and boring.

"Why don't I go online and watch the news and look for material?" With that in mind, he opened the web page and began to browse through the news reports of various portals.

It's a pity that since entering the era of mobile Internet.

The media's thrift grass is not declining by a star and a half.

For traffic, for gimmicks, and even more for wallets.

Major portals and news platforms have begun to go crazy without a lower limit.

Micro Books became famous for overseeing various inactions and illegal activities of the federal government.

Now, he has fallen under the pomegranate skirt of small fresh meat and has become an emotionless rhythm master.

The daily hot searches, except for a small number of social and international news that can't be suppressed.

It's the territory of those little fresh meats.

Either so-and-so put on smoky makeup, or so-and-so sent a micro-book.

Sometimes, the traffic fan war is also hung on it in a grand manner.

Who wants to look at these traffic and work hard to make up, and still insist on training with a high fever of 60 degrees?

Not to mention the tearing between their messy fans, who are completely unclear.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an pursed his lips and sighed.

But at this moment, he saw a hot search title, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This title is called: Sister Who Makes Waves.

He clicked on it, looked at the content and then looked at the lineup, and immediately became excited!

"When will it be broadcast?"

"Hurry up!"

"I just like to watch my beautiful sister intrigue and talk about it!"

"Tear it up for me!"

…………………………………………

Just when Ling Ping'an was paying attention to the new show that was warming up on the Internet.

A sanitation truck quietly appeared in front of his shop.

Then several men in sanitation suits got out of the car, looked around like thieves, and then quickly dragged the garbage cans at the door of Ling'an into the car.

Then they climbed into the car with great speed, kicked the accelerator, and disappeared directly into the road.

After passing a few traffic lights, several police cars came from various intersections, and then the group protected the sanitation truck, and arrived at the federal army experimental base on the outskirts of Jiangcheng City.

And here, it has been put under total martial law.

The soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition have exhausted the water inside and outside the base.

The sanitation truck drove directly into the deepest part of the experimental base.

Then, the black-clothed guards led by Situ He took over everything.

The federal black-clad major general, jumped on the sanitation truck and opened the garbage can.

Bring out a garbage bag filled with various take-out lunch boxes, and the leftovers in them already have a little taste.

After confirming the color, size, and shape of the garbage bag.

Situ He handed the garbage bag to a man in a white coat.

"Scholar, I'm sorry!" He politely requested: "I hope to get the results as soon as possible!" ”

The man in the white coat was none other than Zeng Jing, the person in charge of this experimental base and the chief university scholar.

In terms of psionic analysis and research, Zeng Jing's strength is even in the Federation Empire.

Zeng Jing took the plastic bag handed over by Situ He, and immediately frowned.

The person who came at fault was Situ He, the major general of the Black Guard of the Federal Empire.

Zeng Jing had to wonder if this was a trick.

Even so, he was still very dissatisfied: "General, are you humiliating me?" ”

He looked at the plastic bag in his hand, which contained not leftovers and a few drink bottles that had been drunk, but a few lunch boxes, disposable chopsticks, plastic spoons, and so on.

What's more, these things also have a disgusting smell.

As soon as you smell it, you know that it must have been on the table for many days.

"Now, there is no way to explain it to you in detail!" Situ He also knew that he seemed a little disrespectful like this, but he had no choice but to ask as much as he could: "There is probably a secret hidden here, I hope you can carefully analyze the specific ingredients for me to see if there is anything in it?" ”

Zeng Jing looked at Situ He's expression, and finally nodded, but he didn't care so much: "In that case, general, please wait for an hour!" ”

After speaking, he carried the plastic bag in his hand and walked to the elevator of the research center in front of him.

Taking the elevator, Zeng Jing went straight to the basement ten floors.

As soon as the door opened, he handed the garbage bag he was carrying to a staff member and advised: "This is the material that General Situ wants to test, you complete the analysis and testing as soon as possible, and then go and send the report to the general!" ”

As an expert in psionic research in the Federal Empire, Zeng Jing had too many tasks on his shoulders.

So, most of the time, he will leave some minor and less important work to his researchers.

He himself devoted all his spirit and attention to one of the most critical technological nodes in the Empire's psionic realm - the practical application of psionic weapons.

Tame that violent, rebellious psionic energy for the use of humanity.

Therefore, Zeng Jing just ordered the matter to continue, so he didn't care anymore, but plunged into the laboratory.

About half an hour passed.

Just as Zeng Jing was engrossed in observing a specimen under the microscope, a rapid electric bell rang.

He frowned slightly, and hung up.

Because of his experiment, it has reached a critical moment.

Success or failure is likely to lie in the next cultivated specimen.

But before he could sit down, the electric bell rang again.

At this time, Zeng Jing was completely angry, he picked up the phone and asked, "What's going on?" Don't know I'm experimenting? ”

On the other end of the phone, a nervous and excited voice came: "Bachelor, come and take a look!" ”

"I want to ......"

"I may have found the flint of psionic matter in something you just sent......"

Zeng Jing listened, his pupils suddenly dilated!

Suiren!

It is the name given to the bottleneck in the psionic research community that restricts the practical application of psionic energy and aura matter.

In ancient times, the ancestors were ignorant, and it was not until the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire that human civilization was finally born.

Therefore, scholars call the key to breaking through the bottleneck the Suiren clan.

This is both a tribute and an expectation of one's own work.

Hopefully, the Suiren clan of the new era will appear among them and put human civilization on a new fast track.

Therefore, Zeng Jing immediately threw away the phone and hurriedly ran out of the laboratory.

"Where?" He asked eagerly.

"Scholar, here!" A staff member is in front of a certain instrument, beckoning to him.

Zeng Jing immediately walked over quickly, came to the instrument, and said, "Let me take a look at ......"

So, he stood in front of the instrument and looked at a specimen inside the instrument.

Just glanced at it, Zeng Jing's eyes were reluctant to move away.

It was as if in the instrument was the first girlfriend he missed day and night, the most important thing in his life.

"Beautiful!"

"It's so beautiful!"

Zeng Jing was impressed by what his eyes saw.

That beautiful substance, graceful movement, with unusually active fluctuations.

All of this shows that this is what all psionic research experts in the Federal Empire, and even in the world, think about day and night.

Unlock the key to the gateway to harnessing and using psionic power.

Suddenly, Zeng Jing seemed to think of something.

He immediately raised his head and said to the researchers who were gathered around, "Let's go, let's go find Situ He!" ’

"Don't let him escape!"

This is the key to the laurels of the field of psionic research.