After saying this, the father turned off the video and went to work.

At that time, he was already seriously ill, but he still insisted on working. The Earth Era, a giant spaceship that spans the ages, was built little by little in the hands of this group of workaholics.

Zhang Yuan stared at the iron box in a daze.

Even if he was ridiculed, he was still a little reluctant.

Daddy's memory has become a little blurry, but now it has become clear again, as if they had just been separated yesterday.

That feeling, very sad......

After two seconds, he remembered something and stared sharply at the iron box.

A potion that increases intelligence!

Really, fake?

Zhang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, frowned, and opened the iron box.

He found a small blue glass bottle filled with liquid, as well as a disposable syringe.

Enhance intelligence, it's impossible, is there really such a black technology in the world?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"If there really is, the world will be full of geniuses long ago, and doctors are not as good as dogs. No matter how high the price is, it can't be. ”

However, since it was his father's words, he must not have come out of nowhere.

Pick up the glass bottle and be affected by the dry ice, which is cold and cold, and the light blue liquid inside does not exceed 3 ml.

Zhang Yuan hesitated, wanting to find an institution to test the composition of the liquid. But I'm afraid that this thing is time-sensitive, and once the temperature rises, it may deteriorate and lose its effect.

So, do you use it or not?

Clenched his fists and thought hard for three seconds.

First, the probability of success is greater than the probability of failure.

Second, since it was sent by my father, it should not be a harmful substance......

Third, he is really unwilling to be an ordinary person like this.

Yes, don't be a fool!

Determined to stop the ink, Zhang Yuan took out a disposable needle and extracted the blue liquid from the glass bottle.

"Intravenous ......"

"Quiet, quiet."

With a deep breath, he pricked the needle into a vein in his arm.

A tingling pain.

As an astronaut with some medical training, this aspect is not unfamiliar.

It's just a needle.

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth, pressed the syringe with his thumb, and slowly pushed the blue liquid into it.

Soon, his cheeks began to burn, and a strange feeling of drowsiness came from his head, not sure if it was because of nervousness or because the drugs were working.

Suddenly, the world was spinning!

He stared at him and fainted on the ground.

……

When he woke up again, his mind felt like a whirlpool was spinning.

After lying on the ground for a few minutes, the severely aching brain slowly eased.

“…… Able to think. ”

Zhang Yuan got up with difficulty, looked around suspiciously, and then packed the needles and glass bottles on the ground and put them in the refrigerator.

If necessary, it may be useful to find a place to test the composition of the residual liquid.

"Am I getting smarter, or am I getting stupid?"

"Try it!" He thought excitedly.

The easiest attempt, of course, is calculation.

Zhang Yuan gave himself a title: "7812378*7812378=......"

？？？

？？

？

It's as if the machine is rusty and stuck, and the answer doesn't immediately pop out of my head.

Finished!

A bout of distraction.

His whole face turned the color of pork liver.

Fuck your uncle.

Didn't get smarter, did I become stupid?!

"It shouldn't be so decrepit...... Hey, if it's really so weak, you can only admit it. ”

He got up from the ground and looked at the time, it was 9 o'clock in the evening, and he was dying of hunger.

"Maybe it's because the blood sugar concentration is too low, which causes mental retardation in the brain......"

I found a reason casually, tried to calm down my chaotic mind, went into the kitchen, cooked myself a bowl of noodles, and ate it with a sigh.

People are iron, rice is steel, and IQ is measured after eating noodles.

Zhang Yuan walked in the direction of the study and pulled out the book "Far Abelian Geometry and Taming Topology".

I can't read it, I still can't understand it.

"It's not right, or I'm in too much of a hurry, this book is too difficult."

Whether you can read or understand a book is not only related to intelligence, but also to the accumulation of knowledge. Far Abel geometry is a remote branch of algebraic geometry, and the Ph.D. in the Department of Mathematics is very big, and without relevant prior knowledge, even if he Zhang Yuan has an IQ of 250, it is impossible to understand the content.

Then let's get another one, a little simpler.

The Art of Computer Programming

A classic book!

In this era, programming has become a compulsory subject in high school and college, even though many people hate this subject as much as they hate math and physics.

In their words, "What's the use of learning this?" I don't have to work on this in the future! ”

However, it is undeniable that software engineering is still the major with the highest employment rate, whether it is in the field of artificial intelligence, information technology or various mechanical design, all of which can be programmed.

Zhang Yuan's university major is "Space Mechanical Engineering", which is a miscellaneous major that learns almost everything, and programming is of course so-so.

Zhang Yuan recalled the knowledge in his mind and turned the first page.

[Volume I, Chapter I, Basic Algorithms.] 】

"Think of it as a review, although this book is classic, it gives a basic application of simulation, numerical methods, symbolic computing, software and system design, which is still quite difficult."

Gradually, he entered a state of intense concentration, and a strange emotion flooded his mind.

When thinking about problems and solving problems, it seems that you are overcoming difficult levels.

This strong desire for conquest and satisfaction attracted him to read on.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until the more than two hundred pages of the book were completely read that Zhang Yuan nodded unsatisfied, as if he had eaten a beautiful meal.

Pretty good book, no waste of time!

He stopped the pen in his hand and hammered his sore back, constantly reviewing what he had learned.

I looked up at the time.

No, it's already three o'clock in the morning, and I've been reading books for six hours!

Time flies, it's time to go to bed.

Wait a minute!

Wisdom...... Intelligence quotient!

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a deep sense of joy welled up in his heart.

In the past, although Zhang Yuan was a good student who was diligent and self-disciplined, it was impossible to be diligent enough to be so diligent that he could spend six hours in a row of boring books, and he studied continuously without desertion in the middle...... He didn't even feel the passage of time.

But now, it seems to be a little different, not only is the whole book read through at once, there is not even any jam in the middle, everything seems to be natural.

Ha ha!

It's true!

I've really gotten smarter!

He rolled excitedly on the bed......