At half past four in the morning, the sky in the east was only slightly white, and the panda had already gotten up early, and after washing, he went to the playground of the barracks to exercise.

Since coming to Tara Khan as an instructor, his life has become full of regularity again. Exercising, eating, training, studying, sleeping, there are basically only these items in his schedule. Training is his job, and after work, he basically exercises on his own, and when he is tired of training, he reads books and studies to relax his body.

More than one time-traveler had visited him, and many were amazed when they saw his self-disciplined way of life, which felt like a robot.

"Sure enough, a strong man will not fall from the sky! This kind of thing is absolutely impossible for a mortal like me to do!"

"Panda can't be a Terminator in a bear's skin, right? Or maybe he's just a piece of computer AI...... I don't believe that humans can live like this!"

"I've learned! I've learned the secret of Uncle Xiong's power!"

"And you're going to do the same in the future?"

"Of course!" said Raisa, flapping her wings, very serious.

However, after only four or five days, the Winged Maiden abandoned her original plan.

"Uncle Xiong is simply not human! how can he live such a life?"

Until now, there are still people among the traversers who lament this problem.

For example, at this moment, the panda is running on the playground when he sees someone in the chat channel asking.

"Did the panda get up and exercise?" asked Feng Yue, who was on duty with the human cannon today.

"Just get up. He replied.

"Damn! Every day at this time, you answer like that. Can't you just say 'I'm still sleeping' one day, or just don't answer once?"

"Why do you want me not to answer?" Panda asked.

"Because, of course...... If you don't answer, I'll be able to sleep while you're still asleep!"

Sanyu suddenly interjected: "Sleeping at this time now, isn't it considered lazy." ”

"Sanyu, you got up too?"

"I haven't slept yet. Sanyu said, "During this time, I was researching a few special dishes, and the lighting conditions in the kitchen were good, so I studied it all night unconsciously." ”

"Then go and rest. Panda said, "You can't compare disciplines, and there's no Los Angeles at 4 a.m. to see here." ”

"Damn, panda, you thick-eyed and big-eyed, I can't imagine that you are also a black!"

"I'll just say it casually, it really doesn't mean black. It's not good to turn day and night upside down after all. ”

"There's nothing wrong with reversing day and night. Locke also spoke, "I think it's good, quiet at night, lively during the day." ”

Before the panda could speak, Semiramis suddenly bubbled: "Then do you like night or day?"

"It's all good, I can concentrate on preparing for class in the evening, and I can prepare some materials. During the day, you can handle all kinds of work, and you can also train soldiers or something, so you don't waste time. ”

The pandas were silent, and after a while, Sanyu asked, "Have you died of overwork recently?"

"No, I don't. Locke replied easily, "That would be a serious reduction in productivity." Basically, when I feel tired, I give myself a knife, and then take advantage of the weakness stage to read some materials or meditate, which is much more efficient than in the past. ”

"it...... I don't know what to say anymore. ”

"Great God, please take my knees!"

"Why do I suddenly have an extra keyboard under my knee......"

The panda smiled and shook his head, putting aside the worries in his heart.

Several years have passed since the time travel, and everyone has grown a lot. Since Locke has chosen such a lifestyle, he can only wish the other party a happy life.

Every traverser has their own way of life, as long as they like, there is no need for everyone to live similarly.

At this moment, in the chat channel, Aaron suddenly let out a large series of smile-symbolic expressions.

"What's so much fun?" everyone asked.

"My research has finally succeeded!" Aaron said triumphantly, "The most powerful and dangerous ground class, the Poison Explosion Bug, is on display today!"

He flaunted in the chat channel as he looked inside the magic cage beside him.

The magic cage that could withstand the slamming of Hercules' hammer had countless cracks, and a miserable green was all over it, and the shape of the fat dog before was completely unrecognizable.

What he called the "Poisonous Explosion Worm" was the newly completed second type of synthetic beast. This synth is not fast and does not have strong attack power, but it is able to concentrate all the energy and release it in the form of a self-detonation at once. It is powerful enough to penetrate a solid parapet head-on, and if it is within two meters of its self-detonation, it will be difficult to save its life, even if it is heavily armoured.

In order to research this new synth, Aaron has been busy for a long time. Scientific research is a time-consuming and energy-intensive thing, and he can't find any helper, so he can only rely on himself.

His research was brutal, bloody, and full of evil. Although he didn't care himself, he knew that it was impossible for the companions of the Traveler not to care, so he had been hiding the content of his research, only letting everyone know about his research results, and of course, it was impossible to find someone to help - that would be asking for trouble.

In addition to the traversers, there are many fierce and ruthless researchers, and Mo Lai also said that he could help him find helpers. But he can't trust any of those helpers.

Aaron only trusts the companions of the traverser, and if there is anyone in this world who would not stab him in the back for profit, he believes that the person must only be a traverser.

Even if everyone sees his research and has opinions about him, they will only punch him in the face head-on, and they will definitely not plot against him.

With such trust, he could not give it to anyone other than the traverser.

Well, any "person".

Sighing softly, Aaron set his eyes on the tiny figure who was opening the cage and cleaning it up.

Looking at her appearance, she is just a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, but in fact she is not a human, but a slime, a mutated slime.

...... It's not entirely true to say that it's a "slime", and on the way to Trella City to congratulate Pratt on his wedding, Aaron picks up a little girl who is very good but is sick to death. Of course, he didn't save the wounded, but with the idea of doing research, he fused the dying little girl with an experimental slime.

The result of the fusion is this guy who has some humanity and intelligence, although the basic attributes are not significantly different from ordinary slimes except for the transformation ability, but at least he can understand his orders and be a scientific research helper for him.

This little guy is very obedient and obediently helps him every day. And its requirements for life are very simple, Aaron eats whatever he eats, usually lives next to him like a puppy, and is very loyal.

With such a little guy who doesn't know whether to count as a pet or an assistant, Aaron's work efficiency has also improved a lot. That's why he was able to study slimes without doing anything right, and it only took such a little time to study the "Poisonous Explosion Bug".