Fan Jian also became a student of the coachman, but he was not a closed disciple, but focused on taking care of students, as for where to focus on it, the biological laboratory is definitely the number one place.

During that time, Fan Jian played the role of a guinea pig every day, lying on the research table nervously, naked, not even allowed to wear underwear, and shamefully and expectantly accepting the various experiments of the coachman.

"It's amazing, where did you find the new potion?"

The coachman wore white Nether goggles and looked at Lin Xiao and the others excitedly.

Yes, when Fan Jian was naked, Lin Xiao was still standing next to him.

It can be said that even every hair of the butt balls, Lin Xiao has already remembered them deeply.

"Unnamed Lake." Lin Xiao paused, and added: "But we went to Weiming Lake to investigate, and the lake water is normal, and there are no special virus cells. ”

"It's okay, the potion virus mostly exists alone in the natural environment, and there is a high probability that it will not replicate itself, perhaps to maintain the purity of the original cell."

The coachman waved his hand, turned around and picked up the expander, stretched Fan Jian's mouth open, and then reached into a detection tube, which went straight to the stomach, and then picked up various foods to feed, observing and recording Fan Jian's ability to digest all kinds of food.

In the end, a conclusion was drawn: 13% of the substances in nature will be perfectly digested by Fan Jian, and after digestion, they will have the self-generation ability of the substance at the same time.

However, there is a high probability that ordinary matter will not trigger self-generation ability.

For example, ordinary bread, even if Fan Jian eats 10,000, he will not produce bread by itself.

But if he eats a steel bar, his digestive system will copy this substance and store it in the central nervous system, when Fan Jian's mind is activated, the central nervous system will order the stomach to start producing, and then transmit it to the whole body through blood vessels, and finally through penetrating the skin, it will flow out of the body, forming a specific substance in the outside of the body.

"So what I eat, I'm going to produce this kind of thing?"

Fan Jian begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, but he didn't know where to get a small piece of gold, stuffed it into his mouth with anticipation, and swallowed it into his stomach with a grunt.

If the experiment is successful, then there will be no worries about food money in the future! Fan Jian's eyes sparkled and he said.

Yu Jun rubbed his temples, feeling that Fan Jian really didn't care about the gold and silver mountains, how rare the potion awakened was, or this kind of new unknown, the only potion awakened person in the world, would inevitably be concerned and co-opted by many forces in the outside world, and the hidden value behind it was too difficult to estimate.

But thinking about the power of the Fan family, Yu Jun laughed at himself again.

With the Fan family behind him, Fan Jianna will be co-opted by the outside world.

It is estimated that this guy has already made a name for himself in Fan Jian.

At this time, Fan Jian howled suddenly, and rushed into the toilet like the wind.

The toilet that day was blown by the wind, and there was a strange smell all over the campus.

Fan Jian yelled in the toilet as if she was pregnant, and the shouting lasted more than ten minutes before gradually stopping.

The entire dormitory building gathered on the first floor, looking curiously at the toilets.

In the curious eyes of countless people, Fan Jian was like a victorious returning king, his fists clenched, his eyes staggered out of the toilet with fiery eyes, and it was visible to the naked eye that his cheeks and eyes were like a blooming chrysanthemum, which seemed to have been gushed out endlessly.

"Look!"

Fan Jian slowly spread out his palms and looked at Lin Xiao with fiery eyes.

In the palm of his hand, there was a large piece of liquid gold mixed with poop.

"From now on, I will eat all the canteens in the Beiqing Dynasty!"

In front of countless people on the first floor, Fan Jian made an oath that shook the campus.

Since then, Fan Jian's daily task, in addition to receiving experiments from the coachman in the past, is to mix in the large and small canteens in the Northern Qing Dynasty, and even the nearby snack streets and pedestrian streets have encountered a sales explosion period that has rarely been encountered in ten years.

Since then, the legend of Fan Jian has gradually spread in the Northern Qing Dynasty.

Some people say that it is a peerless powerhouse who will carry thirty steamed buns every lunchtime.

Some people say that they have witnessed it with their own eyes, and it is an invincible and ruthless man who drank eighty-eight bowls of spicy soup in one go.

Some people say that all the restaurants and restaurants near Beiqing are regarded as super VIPs of nobles.

Some people say that it is a coward who is hurt by love and overeats.

The last rumor was fabricated by Mu Liufeng himself.

Of course, Mu Liufeng is just fabricating, just spreading, that's what those doglegs around him do.

Gradually, being hurt by love, overeating became synonymous with Fan Jian, so that everyone who met Fan Jian was no longer full of admiration and curiosity, but with a gaze with sympathy and contempt.

Fan Jian didn't care, he only cared about how much gold he could pull out today, how many steamed buns he could eat, and how many bowls of spicy soup he could drink.

But one evening, Fan Jian met Zhao Tong again, and this time Zhao Tong made no secret of his disdain and arrogance.

"Wow, isn't that the big stomach king who has been rumored to be very popular recently?"

"What a big stomach, that's our Zhao Tong's licking dog, and then hurt by love, giving up on himself, and overeating."

The girlfriends around Zhao Tong covered their mouths and smiled, which was particularly harsh in this not wide Beiqing canteen.

Fan Jian, who was holding thirty steamed buns, frowned slightly, put down the buns, turned his head to look at Zhao Tong, his eyes suddenly became sharp and noble, just like a noble son living freely in the palace, even if there were steamed steamed buns in front of him, he couldn't hide the pure aristocratic atmosphere.

"Yo, it's still up." Zhao Tong's girlfriends laughed even louder.

After all, in their opinion, mocking Fan Jian is undoubtedly the most convenient and cheap way to curry favor with Zhao Tong, and they don't need to contribute money and effort, they only need to use their mouths to obtain countless resources.

"You'd better disappear in front of me."

Fan Jian sat down calmly, leaned over and ate the buns slowly, raised his hands and feet, and even the posture of dipping in chili sauce was so temperamental, but in their opinion, it was a typical performance of no money and hard dressing.

After all, rich people, who will eat xiaolongbao every day?

Although Fan Jian is rumored to be a super VIP in the catering industry, in the final analysis, isn't it actually a dead fat house that can only rely on eating a lot of cheap food to get a sense of satiety?

We, Jimei, the most despised thing in this life is the dead fat house.

It's still the kind of dead fat house that eats 30 steamed buns in one meal!

Fan Jian didn't want to deal with them.

But they covered their mouths, laughing unscrupulously, and picked up their mobile phones to shoot videos and send them to Xiaohongshu.

"Jimei, today is really a speechless incident, I met a super inferior dead fat house, it's the man who can eat thirty steamed buns in one meal, it's so terrifying, one meal can eat one me, a man is really a low-level creature that makes people feel frightened, and it's a day of fear of marriage......"

Imperial Capital Marshal's Mansion, Fan's Family.

A certain maid of the Fan family, when she was resting, she suddenly swiped this video, she first habitually agreed, but after a closer look, her face was suddenly covered with cold sweat, isn't this my eldest young master!?