Cheng Lin didn't talk to Ren Yi much, just said a few words, and then ended the conversation.

He put down his phone and began to concentrate on tinkering with the artifact.

A few hours later......

"It's finally over."

In a certain room of the research institute, Cheng Lin dispersed the faint flame in his hand, which had begun to fade in color.

He put the last "quiz" on the table, and a sense of accomplishment spontaneously felt in his heart.

The first time he officially repaired the magic weapon, he cultivated so much in one go, and he rested and recovered twice in the middle, and by now, the aura in his body was basically exhausted.

"It's really tiring."

Cheng Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself, it takes at least dozens of minutes to refine every magic weapon, the higher the grade, the longer the time, this is just a refining, if you want to continue to repair the magic weapon, the time and energy consumed will increase exponentially.

"It's not easy to do the work of a refiner." Cheng Lin smiled bitterly.

He was the only one in the room, mainly because the refining was too time-consuming, and Professor Wu had a lot of things, so he stayed here for a while and left, anyway, there was a computer to automatically record the data, and Cheng Lin was done by himself silently.

pressed a button in the room, and soon, Senior Sister Meng pushed the door and walked in: "The teacher is too busy over there, send me over to deal with it, how about it?" Have you entered all the information? ”

After checking the data, Senior Sister Meng nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, the data collection is over." ”

It's over? Is it finally over?

Cheng Lin let out a long breath, as if liberated, Senior Sister Meng couldn't help but smile when she saw him like this, and handed over a glass of water: "I'm tired." ”

"Serve the people...... Not tired, not tired......"

Cheng Lin drank the whole glass in one gulp and said politely.

Senior Sister Meng shook her head and smiled: "I've worked hard for you, this work is quite tiring, but don't worry, I won't let you come over to help in vain, Nuo, look at what this is?" ”

As she spoke, she took out a small dark green notebook from her pocket like a trick and handed it to Cheng Lin.

"What is this?"

Cheng Lin wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth and said in surprise.

Take it and take a look, this is like a certificate, the cover is written with the handwriting of "Modu Reiki Science Research Institute" in gold, open it, inside is a one-inch photo of him, and some basic information, stamped with a steel seal, and the title column says "Assistant Researcher".

Cheng Lin was very surprised, he repaired the magic weapon for a while, why did he have an extra certificate?

What is a research assistant?

Senior Sister Meng smiled and explained: "The teacher said that I can't let you help in vain, and asked me what reward I would give you, I thought that you would definitely graduate in a few months and get a job, so I applied for this for you."

In fact, it is to give you an identity affiliated with our research institute, there is no salary, and you don't need to go to work, just a nominal ...... With the name of an assistant researcher, you can get a discount for purchasing resources internally in the future. ”

Registering in a large unit? Cheng Lin knew that this kind of thing was quite common, and it sounded like Senior Sister Meng had specially applied for herself, but this discount for purchasing resources made him a little puzzled.

Senior Sister Meng explained again, and he understood.

This matter also needs to be related to the incident that Liang Pi said when several people in the group had a dinner.

At that time, Liang Pi claimed that the country would gradually open up the spiritual energy material trading market, and the demon would do a pilot or something, according to Senior Sister Meng, and wait for the trading markets in various regions to be set up later.

With this "assistant researcher's" book, if you buy cultivation resources, you can get a discount or something, of course, the discount must be very limited, but it adds up, and its value is not small.

Cheng Lin suddenly felt that the fatigue of his body was gone, his eyes were bright, and he was unexpectedly happy.

It sounds like Senior Sister Meng's contribution here is not small, probably because she is a student of Ren Yi? So take care of yourself?

Cheng Lin immediately thanked him seriously: "Thank you Sister Meng for your help, or I'll treat you to a meal." ”

Senior Sister Meng pursed her lips and smiled: "No, you don't have to thank me, this discount is not necessarily big, and after becoming an assistant researcher, if there are some important magic weapons in the research institute that need to be repaired, you also need to come over to help, of course, you can rest assured, you will never be used as a coolie, high-level talents are not such a waste." ”

Is this an obligation attached to a privilege?

No wonder Professor Wu approved the application, and it seems that the old scholar was not purely generous.

Thinking about it, if Wu Mingxun is really a simple-minded person, he can't sit in the position of dean, this can be regarded as giving Cheng Lin some sweetness, and it also lays the groundwork for him to help in the future.

Cheng Lin shook his head and smiled, he was not disgusted by Wu Mingxun's thoughts.

"That's good, just contact me if you have something in the future." Cheng Lin cherished the "card" and said with a smile.

After a pause, he said, "Then I can go next?"

"Of course, I'll send you." Senior Sister Meng nodded, led Cheng Lin all the way to the gate, and then said, "There are still a lot of things to be busy with, so I'll send you here, so be it, well, come and play when you have time, Xiaolin." ”

Kobayashi ......

It was Xiao Cheng before, but now it's Xiao Lin, is this a closer name?

It's a pity that I don't have a dragon maid in this Xiaolin......

Cheng Lin complained in his heart, waved his hand, said goodbye to Senior Sister Meng, called a car, and left the research institute to return to the hotel where the Ninth Division was stationed.

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When I got back to the hotel, it was already afternoon.

In the car, Cheng Lin was also paying attention to the situation through his mobile phone, and the beach side was still sorting out the harvest, except for the small lapels of the major divisions who stayed there to defend, the rest temporarily returned to the station, rested, and waited for the next credit accounting.

There are heated discussions on the Internet, and the appearance of "Cheng Senior" will continue to push this super IP to a climax, and the major online stores around Cheng Seniors have ushered in a wave of sales peaks, and it is said that the big movie of Cheng Seniors prepared by several major domestic film companies is also about to start shooting, in short, it is not lively.

Cheng Lin watched these things silently, feeling quite comfortable.

I returned to the hotel, entered the room, and took a shower, which was considered to be a complete removal of the fatigue of my body.

After taking a shower, he returned to the bedroom, closed the curtains, took out his mobile phone, and checked the hotel room with the "anti-surveillance" mechanism that came with the deduction program.

Suddenly, the floor was full of tattered magic weapons, and there were dozens of them, almost all of them were high-grade spiritual weapons or above.

A pile of tattered tops, dusty, with a thin red line of He Jian is so inconspicuous.

"Sort out the harvest!"

Cheng Lin cheered, he didn't have time to carefully sort it out on the island, and it was only now that he finally had enough time to study this pile of things.

Sit cross-legged on the ground.

Cheng Lin pondered.

"Well...... Which to start with? ”

After thinking about it, he took out the "100,000 Soul Flags" that he was more familiar with, and shook it slightly, and suddenly the dark light on its surface flickered, and the originally neat and clear bedroom suddenly burst into a cloudy wind, and dense war spirits shook out of the flags and flew in the small bedroom.

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