The principle of scientific co-construction is the principle of patent sharing proposed by Su Zhi in IC3, and its content has three contents: First, the right to use patents belongs to all mankind. Second, the patent filed by an individual or an individual's research institute shall enjoy the ownership of 2% of the income of the patent within 15 years; Patents filed by organizations or forces do not enjoy the ownership of profits. Third, when a patent is used for the research and development of new technologies, its owner shall not charge fees, but shall enjoy the ownership of 0.5% of the income of the new patent within 15 years.

- "The Biography of Su Zhi", IC89, Fei Jie. stan

The moonlight sprinkled into the shallow sea, and the sparkling waves shone through the magnetic energy cover on the field of E3-6, outlining silver teeth, casting shadows and layers for Qianmo, and also through the window, slipping into the living room of the small white building, even if the hall was brightly lit, it still couldn't cover the naughty light and shadow.

Mo Liyun and Ke Lan sat at the table with teacups and chatted, Mo Qiu was busy going in and out, like a diligent hostess.

"Girl, don't fiddle with those, don't you see the guests here!" The stinky boy has a tiger face, and his manpower is simply blowout.

The little girl raised her eyebrows, looked up, and just happened to see the stinky boy carrying Ke Lan on her back, making a gesture with her fingers, fighting for a long time, and finally put down the plates and bowls angrily, and recited silently ten thousand times in her heart: cultivated, not angry, cultivated, not angry, cultivated, outsiders are gone and angry again......

"I'm going to fetch the old man." Seeing that the little girl was sulking, Mo Liyun finally started to talk about business.

"Mr. Su, right?" Curran seemed to have expected it, but was calm.

"Then make a statement, Chief." The stinky boy scratches his ears.

"I've already handed over Fina's painting to Prime Minister Oren, and he means that Maori welcomes Mr. Su at any time." Curran nodded at the table, "But there's no way for the Maori side to send someone to help you, and neither can the Foreign Affairs Office." ”

"It doesn't matter, steal someone, I'll just go alone." Mo Liyun had already guessed that the old man had a special identity, and it was a family matter for him to steal, and Maori's intervention was a big deal.

"Take Xiaoqiu with you." Unexpectedly, Curran actually made such a suggestion.

"It's too dangerous." Mo Liyun flatly refused.

"If Xiaoqiu doesn't go, you will definitely not be able to bring back Mr. Su." Curran flicked the teacup with his fingers.

"You mean?" Mo Liyun somewhat understood what Colan meant.

"The old gentleman is extremely wise, and it is estimated that he will not know less than us." Curran sighed, "But he is old after all, if Xiaoqiu puts on an attitude that if you don't leave, I won't leave, what do you think the old gentleman will do?" He sneered, "Who says that only bad people can use this kind of method?" ”

"It seems that there is some truth."

Ke Lan said goodbye, and only Mo Liyun and Mo Qiu were left in the small building. The wind chimes outside the door jingled, it was a thousand paper cranes made by Chen Duze, with bells tied to the ends, I don't know why, those paper cranes have always been the same as new.

"Xiaoyun, you have something to hide from me, right?" The little girl is not stupid, the stinky boy just broke her up, and she has already seen this.

The stinky boy smiled bitterly: "It's not that I want to hide it from you, I just don't want Kelan to be difficult." ”

"Something about the agency?"

"It's our own business now." Mo Liyun nodded, "Let's go and get the old man, shall we?" ”

"Grandpa?" Thinking about it day and night, the little girl didn't expect this day to come so soon.

"Well, Eden is in danger, the old man and Aunt Lin are there, I'm a little worried." The stinky boy was blunt, there was no secret between him and Mo Qiu.

"Then call Uncle Chen." The little girl thought about it and said such a proposal that Mo Liyun had never thought of, Chen Duze accompanied them to Maoli, but because of concealing the news of Su Dingchen's death, the two teenagers have been for more than 1 year. I didn't say anything to him, "Xiaoyun, in fact, Uncle Chen is not to blame for Dad's affairs." ”

"yes, I know." After Maya's incident, Mo Liyun has matured a lot, and her resentment towards Chen Duze has long been put down.

"You know what? In fact, for such a long time, Uncle Chen came to change the wind chimes every 3 days, but he never let us know. The little girl leaned on Mo Liyun's shoulder and looked at the wind chimes outside the door, "We are ignorant." ”

"I'll tell him tomorrow." Mo Liyun scratched Mo Qiu's hair, "Bring him two bottles of wine, and if it doesn't work, kneel on the ground and apologize." ”

Because it's not a race against time, the starting time is set at 15 days later, Mo Qiu has an experimental model that is in a critical stage, some calculations can only be done by her, and Eagle Strike also needs to be overhauled, and Mo Liyun also needs to go to Li Mubai to exert the true strength of the third order.

The next day, when the stinky boy got up, Mo Qiu had already gone to the laboratory, there was a black thing on the dinner table, judging from the pale yellow lumpy mysterious substance exposed in the center, it was about one or two fried eggs, the corner of the stinky boy's mouth twitched, and he wiped out the cup of fresh milk on the side in one gulp, and decided to lose weight.

Chen Duze now lives in the Return Academy, Li Mubai can generally be found there, and he needs to go to C3-3 to overhaul Eagle Strike, but he doesn't need to go there by himself, as soon as he got off the car yesterday, the Eagle Strike project team took Mo Liyun's armament away, and waited to send it back.

Get in the car and get off the bus, the stinky boy revisited his hometown, and returned to the college for the first time after graduation, not that he had no feelings for this place where he had lived for several months, but when he thought of the little professor, Mo Liyun felt muscle tension.

Unfolding the cicada wings, Mo Liyun flew over the academy at a leisurely speed, he was now familiar with the shaping of the cicada wings, compared to the extensive light wings, the cicada wing form may be slower in speed, but the flexibility is much stronger than the unshaped light wings.

I forgot to mention the wine, do you want to go to the little professor and order a few bottles? Stinky boy has bad intentions, the huge bookshelf in the little professor's office is actually the door of his wine cellar, which Kate told Del, and Del told him.

The inker is black, and after getting along with those snitches for a few days, the stinky boy's three views have already shown some signs of distortion.

Entering the square, Mo Liyun actually found a lot of acquaintances, Chitu and their group were wearing straight Bergasus military uniforms, lined up in a square queue of several hundred people, Mo'er, Su Le and Ke Lan were also there, they stood on the edge of the queue, like watching the lively crowd, and the little professor, Li Mubai, Zhang Aijia and his wife stood in front of the queue, it was simply a group of stars.

Mo Liyun flew in a big way, and soon attracted the attention of the queue, everyone looked up at him, and then he saw the little professor jump out to give a lecture, and the whole queue boiled, taking the class as a unit, the queue spread out into dozens of lumps, and each lump actually had people with bows.

Woohoo! Dense arrows shot at the stinky boy, the martial artist is infinitely powerful, the standard metal bow pull is extraordinary, it is easy to shoot hundreds of meters, the stinky boy is in a hurry, the key is that he doesn't know why.

Woohoo! There were more than twenty of them, and Chitu's bastard actually shot at him, a steel arrow struck at his shoulder, the stinky boy flashed, and a whirlwind rolled up in the air, blowing away those dense steel arrows, and behind him, a crescent blade emerged from the void, and the young master was angry.

"Enough of you!" The stinky boy roared, and with a wave of one arm, 6 crescents came out of the crowd, shooting at the most cheerful team of several of them, and he didn't plan to hit anyone, but he didn't think about it, there were really 6 men who didn't know whether to live or die with a shield to kill, boom!

The casual blow of the third-order ability is not something that the first-order martial artist can hard-catch, and the 6 flew out upside down without any suspense, and were caught by the crowd, they got up one by one, posing to show off their muscles, and they looked a little elated.

The stinky boy began to suspect that there was a conspiracy here, and while dodging the steel arrows, he used his brain, I don't understand, I didn't offend anyone? Try again?

The stinky boy thought about it, and there were 6 crescents, 3 of which spun to block the steel arrows, and the other 3 circled and shot at the crowd crookedly, with odd differences, roughly in the middle of 2 or 3 groups of people.

Sure enough, the approaching group was like a shark smelling fishy, and actually leaned up towards the crescent moon, and several shield players were like grabbing rebounds. Frightened the stinky boy, he spread his hands wide and controlled several crescent blades to fly high and explode into turbulence in mid-air.

Could it be that they are doing post-war psychological counseling, these ...... Hundreds are crazy?

Help me! The stinky boy was completely out of tricks, and he increased his strength and began to run around, and the groups scattered, chasing happily.

Call! Mo Liyun flew low and swept near Curran: "What are you doing!" The breeze sent the message, and then the holographic vision opened, and he knew that Curran must have a way to inform him, and if it was Mo'er, it wouldn't be.

Sure enough, Curran's fingers fluttered rhythmically, Morse? It's so ancient, fortunately, our Mo family is also old enough.

"Done, set, he, they, right, hunting, household, seat, small, team, put, point, water, body, body, of, etc., down, again, sue, sue, you."

It's been a long code, and the stinky boy has completely lost his temper, and he just wants to end it quickly, anyway, what does Curran say he does, isn't it just beating people.

Syllable! Mo Liyun landed, dodged over the two fastest groups, and faced the third group, fists, leg sweeps, crescent moon bombardment, although it was empty-handed against the blade, but with a two-order advantage, the stinky boy easily got it.

Before the groups on the side came up, the stinky boy rose into the sky, the feather coat condensed, protected by his side, and the ordinary arrows were naturally ineffective, turned around, and continued.

3 minutes later, Mo Liyun dived 22 times, got 21 groups, and the only time he didn't return was against the Orion team, and Ye Mazi was evenly matched with 2 punches, and the whole group came up, and the stinky boy had a crescent blade, which exploded on Chitu's buttocks, opened the gap and fled.

There are also 15 groups, the stinky boy secretly gritted his teeth, his fists were a little numb, and his right shoulder was actually hit with a stick, which was not in the state of release from the Orion team, but when he rushed into a group full of second-order martial artists.

6 of the remaining 15 groups are all second-order, and there are 6 groups with second-order, and the holographic field of view has been observed for 3 minutes, and the stinky boy is not so bad that he can't even distinguish between a first-order martial artist and a second-order martial artist, but, so elite?

The stinky boy let out a long roar, and the air condensed into the shape of an eagle strike, with a left knife and a right sword, surrounded by a crescent moon, and pounced on the backmost group, cutting melons and vegetables, and lying down on the ground like chopping melons and vegetables, and running away.

Running and jumping, soon only 3 groups remained, including the Orion squad. These three sets ...... Well, the cooperation of these two groups is very tacit, and they are all second-order martial artists. In fact, the whole battle, if they hadn't been stumbling on each other, it probably wouldn't have been so easy.

Plot against? The corners of the stinky boy's mouth were crooked, and the bad idea was freshly baked.