"I asked you a small planet with some rare ores on it, not many, but enough for your daily practice. The environment of the planet is also good, with dense vegetation. If you want to plant some herbs, it is also very suitable." Sheng Heng is in video communication with Yan Hao, talking about the results of his negotiations with the Sima Army.
"How many hands do I have to practice to complete the ore of a planet." Yan Hao pursed his lips and smiled.
"Store it if you can't use it up, anyway, the ore won't depreciate. I'm sending you the information now, the information has been changed, the planet has been transferred to your name, and there is a private spaceship, you can go there at any time. "
The voice on Sheng Heng's side fell, and there was a "di" on Yan Hao's side, indicating that the information had been received. Yan Hao glanced down, then his face changed, and he asked in surprise, "Star H-109?"
"What's wrong?"
"What you want for me is the H-109 star?" Yan Hao seemed extremely shocked, and couldn't help asking again.
"That's right, why don't you like this planet?"
"No, it's..." Yan Hao hesitated and didn't know what to say.
"What is it?"
"This planet is what Sima Mingxuan wants to give to Yan Fei." In his previous life, Sima Mingxuan gave Yan Fei a planet suitable for the survival of medicinal herbs as a graduation gift when he graduated. Yan Fei liked that planet very much, and would go there several times a year, where many rare medicinal herbs were planted. Later, several kinds of extinct herbs were found on it, and a potion that could heal the damaged sea of consciousness was made with these herbs, which cured many elites who had to withdraw from the battlefield because of the damage to the sea of consciousness in the early years .
After being cured by Yan Fei, most of these former elites joined the Sima Army and fully supported Sima Mingxuan because of the relationship between Yan Fei and Sima Mingxuan, which was a major boost for Sima Mingxuan to reach the top.
But such a planet is now in his hands.
"So what, as long as he can stabilize his mental strength, he will give you anything you want." Sheng Heng snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning. When I adjust the prescription in the next stage, I will give you more Talk to them again."
"Still talking?" Yan Hao's eyes widened.
"Seeing a doctor is always charged on a per-use basis," Sheng Heng said.
"..." Is there a registration fee for seeing a doctor in the hospital? Then the registration fee is expensive enough, one planet at a time.
"Senior, you really have the potential to be a profiteer." Yan Hao said.
"Don't like me like this?" Sheng Heng raised his eyebrows.
"I like it." Yan Hao said quickly.
Only then was Sheng Heng satisfied.
"I heard that you have been resting late recently in order to catch up with the mecha?"
"He Shao filed a lawsuit again." Yan Hao frowned, "It's obvious that he sleeps later than me."
Because of Yan Hao's relationship, the students in class one of the fourth-year mecha manufacturing automatically raised their requirements, and many students set their graduation goals to make fifth-level mechas. This made Professor Qin very happy. He has taught students for so many years, and none of them are the best this year.
As Yan Hao's roommate, He Shao defaulted to being the person who received the most advice from Yan Hao. Naturally, his goal should not be lower than the fifth-level mecha, so this period of time was also day and night. Because of Pang Lao's relationship, Yan Hao will definitely return to the dormitory before twelve o'clock every day, but He Shao is not necessarily, and often stays in the laboratory until dawn.
How dare you sue Sheng Heng for staying up late? This man is so double standard.
"He sleeps late because he doesn't have a boyfriend to worry about him." Sheng Heng said.
"He Shao will be angry when he hears about you like this."
"He has sued you, and you are still worried that he will be angry?"
Yan Hao thought about it, and it seemed that it was indeed true.
"I know you want to make a better mecha, but rebirth is already very good. Before I met you, I never thought that I would be able to pilot such a mecha one day." Sheng Heng said seriously .
"The performance of rebirth is still worse than that of the ninth-level mecha." When Sheng Heng was still driving the black soul, the battles were basically high-level Zerg. Being able to manufacture a level nine mecha allows Sheng Heng not to rely on others, and he can escape unscathed under any circumstances.
"Father gave an order that for a period of time in the future, the God of War Legion will mainly focus on defense and try to avoid direct conflict with the Zerg. So in the next period of time, I should not have any chance to face the high-level Zerg." Sheng Heng said.
"Defense? But all the news on Starnet is about the victory over the Zerg." Because Sheng Heng was in the army, Yan Hao paid special attention to the news from the military headquarters.
"That's another legion." As he said that, Sheng Heng's face darkened a bit. "The Federation has just won a victory. The warriors' momentum is at a high level. Many people think that this is a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory and chase after the Zerg in one fell swoop."
"Zergs have occupied the Federation for more than 300 years, and their reproductive ability is so strong, it is unlikely to be wiped out in one fell swoop." Although Yan Hao is very confident in the weapons he has made, he does not blindly think that this thing can repel the Zergs .
"Of course they know this, but it's always right to kill insects. Every kill is a piece of military merit." Sheng Heng said.
"Then why do you take defense?" Yan Hao asked.
Sheng Heng was startled, but did not answer right away.
"It's okay to say it's inconvenient, I'm just asking casually." Yan Hao thought he had asked something that shouldn't be asked.
"It's nothing inconvenient, but it's not easy to explain." Sheng Heng organized his words and said, "It's the intuition of a person who has been in the battlefield. Father and some senior military officials felt that there was something wrong with the reaction of the surrounding Zerg, so they decided to go first. Watch and see."
Yan Hao nodded and didn't continue the topic. The two then chatted about other things. They didn't end the call until Cheng Wenkang came to ask Sheng Heng to go to the training ground.
After hanging up the communication, Yan Hao went out to pour himself a glass of water. When he went out, he happened to see Mr. Pang walking in with a courier box in his arms. When Yan Hao saw it, he quickly put down his cup and went over to take the express box: "Teacher, why didn't you call me to pick up the express."
"It's just at the door, just a few steps away." Pang Lao laughed.
"It must contain medicine." Yan Hao was a pharmacist in his previous life, and he is very familiar with this express box specially used for medicine.
"Yes, old man Wen has developed a new potion, which is said to relieve mental energy and improve sleep." Pang Lao said.
"Teacher, are you not sleeping well?" Yan Hao immediately became nervous when he heard this, "Why didn't you tell me that I can give you a massage."
"It's not too serious. It's just that the potion prepared with the blood of phantom spirit beasts before has been very effective. Now that I suddenly switch to ordinary potions, I can't adapt to it. It's really easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but it's difficult to go from extravagant to frugal." .” Pang Lao sighed.
Because Sheng Heng captured the phantom spirit beast, he was able to share the blood of the phantom spirit beast for three consecutive years. Knowing that Yan Hao's two teachers needed it, he would give some of it to Yan Hao every year, so that he could honor the two teachers. But now that the three-year period expired, the phantom spirit beast's blood was gone.
"From today onwards, I will massage your head every night." Yan Hao said.
"No, it's too troublesome." Pang Lao waved his hand indifferently.
Yan Hao smiled and didn't insist anymore, but he had made up his mind in his heart that he would give Pang a massage every night before leaving. While speaking, Yan Hao skillfully opened the box, took out the medicines inside and put them away by category.
Pang Lao dialed Wen Lao's communication to inform the other party that the medicine had been received.
"The medicine is given to you, but you can't rely too much on the medicine. You can use at most one or two medicines a week." Wen Lao warned.
"Understood, I'm an adult, and I still need you to worry about it." Pang Lao felt annoyed.
"Oh, don't worry about it, then don't ask me for medicine." Old Wen sneered.
"Then don't ask my apprentice to calculate the prescription for you?" Old Pang replied.
Yan Hao laughed as he listened, did he like bickering especially when he was older? His two teachers were, and Mr. Wen seemed to be too.
"Do I need to beg? I am your apprentice's savior. Yan Hao, come here and tell your teacher, do I need to beg you?" Wen Lao had long seen Yan Hao who was arranging the medicine behind Pang Lao, and said directly Shout out.
"Mr. Wen." Yan Hao came over and greeted Mr. Wen in the video respectfully, and then quickly changed the subject, "Are you busy recently? I have something to ask for your help."
As soon as Wen Lao heard that Yan Hao asked him for help, his attention was diverted: "Tell me what it is."
Mr. Pang stopped arguing with Mr. Wen, and listened quietly.
"I just got a planet recently. The environment of that planet is very suitable for plant growth. It is said that there are many rare medicinal herbs. It seems that some people have seen cloud spring grass on it." Yan Hao said.
"Cloud Spring Grass?" Wen Lao's voice suddenly became louder, and he stood up excitedly, looking as if he wished he could come directly from the video, "Cloud Spring Grass has been extinct for hundreds of years. What planet is yours, are you sure there is one?"
"Planet H-109, Yunquan grass is what I heard people say, and I have never seen it with my own eyes." Cloud spring grass naturally exists, and Yan Fei found Yunquan grass on planet H-109 in his last life. But he couldn't tell Mr. Wen that there must be something up there, he could only lure him with what he heard. Because he believes that anyone who really loves potions will go to look for Yunquancao when they hear about it.
Wen Lao was indeed as Yan Hao expected, and immediately became excited: "You, send me the coordinates, and I will prepare right away."
"Okay." Yan Hao said, bowed his head and forwarded the coordinates of the planet that Sheng Heng had sent him not long ago to Mr. Wen.
Wen Lao received the coordinates, and hung up the communication without saying hello.
"..." Old Pang, who was unilaterally hung up on the communication, was speechless for a while, "What is it, so anxious."
"If there is the ore you need on it, you must be more anxious than him." Yan Hao smiled.
"That's true." Pang Lao nodded in agreement, "But when did you have a private planet?"
"Senior helped me to come." Yan Hao said.
"Oh." Pang Lao thought that Sheng Heng gave it to Yan Hao, so he didn't continue to ask.
Yan Hao tidied up the potions, then picked up the cup and continued to fetch water. Just after receiving the water and returning to the workshop, Wen Lao called again.
"Mr. Wen, Brother Xia?" In the video, Mr. Wen changed to another place, with Xia Yi standing beside him.
"Xiao Hao." Xia Yi nodded towards Yan Hao. Every time Wen Lao wanted to calculate the formula of the medicine, he would contact Yan Hao, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.
"Yan Hao, I have something to tell you in advance." Wen Lao said.
"You say."
"If I go to planet H-109 and find Yunquan grass, you must sell the herb to me, or I won't go." Wen Lao's tone was stiff, without any gesture of begging for help.
"Xiaohao, what the teacher means is that if you really find the Yunquan grass, you can consider selling it to us, or if you want to use herbs to make potions, the teacher and I are also willing to help." Xia Yi helped explain.
"Of course it's no problem. I'm not sure if there is Yunquan grass on this planet. If I can find it, it's okay to give it to you. Anyway, I'm a mecha maker, and it's useless to take herbs." Yan Hao originally planned to take this opportunity Give Yunquancao to Mr. Wen.
The medicinal herbs on planet H-109 are very important, and Yan Fei can't get them in this life, but Yan Hao doesn't want these medicinal herbs to be silent. He himself doesn't plan to be a pharmacist in this life. When dealing with these herbs, the first thing he thinks of is Old Man Wen. So when he was talking to Mr. Wen just now, he made that request without even thinking about it.
"You have a bit of conscience, kid, but don't worry, I'm sure I didn't want you for nothing." After speaking, Old Wen turned around and walked out of the screen.
Xia Yi smiled awkwardly: "Hang up, the teacher is in a hurry to go to the port."
Yan Hao waved his hands with a smile, then hung up the communication.