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After passing the cultivation information of He Sha Away and Tiger Par Lei Yin into Sikong's mind, and signing a confidentiality agreement, Su Ming put away the virtual shelf, but suddenly asked, "Netherworld, recover?" ”

Faced with Su Ming's sudden and out-of-context inquiry, Sikong moved in his heart: "It has been repaired, no hindrance." ”

Su Ming looked at Sikong deeply.

But I saw that his temperament was indifferent and his spirit was unrestrained, not like he had gone the wrong way, nor did he absorb the residual magnetic field of lonely souls, wild ghosts, and disorder in order to treat his spirit.

After Su Ming nodded slightly, he disappeared in place.

"Finished buying? Then I'm going to ...... too."

Bitan heard the conversation between the two, and the second monk was puzzled, but he didn't ask much, and when he saw this, he wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, Sikong seemed to rely on him, and pulled him back: "It's not over yet, let's go......"

"What's the matter?"

"Take you to splurge!"

…………

In the huge Times Science and Technology Square, there are many buildings, buildings like clouds, and everywhere condenses the crystallization of imperial civilization and science.

In the sale meeting, a variety of black technologies attracted countless media reports as soon as they came out.

In the experimental garden, the rare herbs that have been grafted and improved countless times hang high in the void, attracting countless biologists to salivate through the glass.

In the real battlefield, a mecha with thousands of tempers and a high degree of integration with a new generation of weapons and concepts is doing the final data test.

Here, almost the core of the Second World, gathers the essence of the civilization of the Central Empire.

Of course, the blind Sikong can't enjoy this eye blessing.

"I said, if you want to learn science and technology, learn it in school, or sign up for a network technology class, why do you have to learn it yourself?"

Bitan looked at the high-rise buildings in front of him, and his eyes showed a proud look.

This is his kingdom, a kingdom of pride in him.

"Self-study is the only way to show my creativity! Lead the way! ”

Sikong put his hand on Bitan's body, as if he was holding a blind guide stick, but his ears listened carefully to the sounds around him.

"Oh......"

Bitan pursed his mouth, but he still led Sikong into the distance, an extraordinarily towering metal mansion.

There, there are scientific and technological concepts from Tiannan and Haibei, and there are countless scientific masters, and at the same time, the basic, advanced, refined, and master-level knowledge of various industries are conveyed to the outside.

"Welcome to ......"

Twelve welcoming ladies stood in two columns, wearing off-the-shoulder cheongsams as white as lotus, with graceful postures, half-bowed at this time, and their figures were unobstructed.

Of course, these commonplaces are invisible.

Bitan was a little puzzled, and felt that Sikong's hand on his shoulder was a little wet, and it seemed to be full of cold sweat.

"Where are we here?" Sikong smiled a little reluctantly.

"Oh, the Second World Era Building, it's the Times Building that imitates the Emperor Star."

Sikong took Bitan's hand, subconsciously exerted, and then, a clear voice came out of the lobby of the building.

"You, how much is Master Beiming's "The Third Point Charge on the Operation of Space Trajectory"?" A man groaned.

"Oh, hello sir, this is the latest physics work of the Northern Ming Master, temporarily sent in my Xiamen, not for sale, only borrowed." A woman is polite.

"Borrow? How much? ”

"In January, one million purple micro coins, if there is damage, will be compensated in full." The woman's voice is as soft as water, which makes people feel comfortable, like a spring breeze.

"Oh, I borrowed, borrowed for half a year!"

'Click......'

Sikong clearly heard that something in his heart cracked crisply, Sikong dropped Bitan, staggered, and walked out of the Times Building in despair.

"Hey, hey, King Yue, what's wrong with you......"

Bitan chased after him, and he was about to roll down the stairs with a quick hand.

Sikong turned his head, looked at Bitan with blind eyes, and suddenly roared viciously: "Take me to buy a work of scientific knowledge from a hundred years ago, oh no, a thousand years ago!" ”

Bitan scratched his head, a little puzzled: "A thousand years ago, many of those theories were eliminated or streamlined, why learn them?" ”

Sikong naturally wouldn't tell him that he had no money and couldn't apply for a scientific theory class in the second world.

Because he does not have an imperial identity, in reality, he cannot enjoy the compulsory education of the empire, and when he accesses the imperial information database, he finds that he needs to be identified before he can export scientific and technological knowledge.

He's not just a black man, he's a poor man.

Even, because the empire's technology is too advanced, when Sikong dismantled the most basic lighting equipment in the courtyard with his bare hands, and saw that there was only a thin silicon wafer inside, and there was no place to start, Sikong was desperate.

Far from being on Du Heng Star, those broken copper pieces hundreds of years ago can be compared.

"If I tell you to lead the way, you will lead the way, what so much nonsense?!"

Bitan was a little aggrieved, but he still honestly took Sikong around the corners, walked through the crowd, and came to a place where there were many people and only a few lazy shouts.

This is a large thrift market.

Seeing the two of them coming, some of the vendors' eyes lit up, but they immediately noticed the ordinary clothes of the two of them, and their interest instantly waned.

But because of Bai Zai's business principle, he still shouted: "Walk by, don't miss it." A generation of superstring emperors, the star track mage Kepler's lifelong learning, is all in this book! As long as ninety-nine-eight, as long as ninety-nine-eight! ”

"Good news, good news, Wenxing's largest technology factory has closed down! The original price was more than 100, 200, and 300 technology products, but now they are all only 20 yuan! Twenty bucks in all! ”

However, although Bitan lacks social experience, he has an extraordinary vision, after all, he is also an invisible tyrant who took out 70,000 purple coins to sign up for the cultivation class, and he still has the most basic scientific knowledge.

With Sikong straight through the cries of selling, and then, Bitan stopped.

"Although this "Macro Physics Textbook for Primary School Students" was published a thousand years ago, it is the most basic physics after all, and it is still practical today."

Ben squatted on the side of the street, hanging his head, and wondered how Lao Wang next door came out of the peddler under the bed in the middle of the night last night, and when he saw the business coming to the door, he pulled out the "Macro Physics Textbook for Primary School Students" sitting under his buttocks.

"Yes, yes, history is a classic, this book has long been out of print! With a great collection value, twenty pieces, how about it? ”

The peddler winked his eyebrows and blew the book into the sky.

Collectible? In the second world, how to collect? It's not just a stream of data.

Sikong didn't care, and his confidence suddenly came back, and he waved his arrogance: "Buy!" ”

"This book "Elementary School Students Prepare for Superstring Theory Minor", but it is the necessary knowledge to practice superstring furnace, in this way, I count you as thirty yuan, how about it?"

"Buy!"

"This "Five-Year High School Entrance Examination, Three-year Simulation", but it includes many natural subjects, I count you fifty yuan, how about it?"

"Buy!"

"This ......"

"Buy, buy, buy!"

After a while, Sikong and Bitan were holding a large pile of books, many of which were as thick as bricks.

Bitan staggered to his feet and pulled his head out of the pile of books: "Is this over?" ”

"Well, thank you for today, in order to repay you, I will give you a gift." Sikong is rare to be generous once, and said gratefully.

Bitan's heart softened, and after a few warm currents, he said happily: "What kind of gift?" ”

"Ten catties, porcupine in the water!"