After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

Mo Qinglan dug into the ground with a shovel for about twenty or thirty times, and then verified his idea.

Sure enough - starting from the land, there are already problems.

Moreover, the further down you go, the deeper the pollution becomes. The infection concentration in the top layer of soil was similar to the sample Su Nianwei gave him for confirmation, and the concentration behind it became stronger and stronger.

Later, when he touched the lower soil, he felt that the crystal increased its "output" to him.

Mo Qinglan did not dare to be careless and used an extractor to extract some of the soil from the surface to the deepest part he dug.

After doing this, he packed up his things and walked back.

"How come these people from developed planets are so rich..." David looked at the process of collecting his things and knew that the space button in Mo Qinglan's hand was probably not too small.

Space knobs are not uncommon in the interstellar world, but most people's space knobs are only a few square meters in size, because conventional materials can only be made so large, and the material of the space knob itself has a time limit.

The larger the space button, the higher the price. If you want to achieve unlimited time, you need to use precious space stone raw materials. This thing has a price but no market.

Therefore, many people's space buttons become damaged after only a few years of use and cannot be used again.

As for what Mo Qinglan was holding, David didn't know how big it was, but he could imagine it from the pile of sample boxes Mo Qinglan took in. It was definitely not small.

It seems that this "Professor Fred" really comes from a big family.

However, he has never seen the equipment on his body in so many years at the station. Could it be new? Otherwise, if he finds time to get close to Mo Qinglan, see if he can borrow it for a look?

David thought this way, but he did not forget to report to Zhu Lin the course of action of "Professor Fred".

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"You mean, Professor Fred stood in one place for a long time and then fell?" Zhu Lin asked.

He seemed to be particularly interested in the fact that Mo Qinglan could wrestle, so he emphasized these two words.

"Yes, and Professor Fred was still at the place where he fell. He took samples from all the nearby plants and put them in a weird little box." David added, confirming what his boss said.

"Then what?" Zhu Lin seemed to be particularly interested in "Professor Fred" and asked enthusiastically.

"Then Professor Fred took a strange tool from the space button, dug some soil, and took the soil away." David didn't quite understand the behavior of "Professor Fred". He picked flowers and leaves. It is also clear that this is a sample, and the soil can be dug...

"Is there anything special about that soil?" Zhu Lin asked him.

"There's nothing special about it, it's just softer. I think it may be because the professor is not very strong?" David felt that this was the only reason.

"Okay, I understand. You continue to find someone to watch, don't expose him, and provide him with some help when necessary." Zhu Lin seemed to have heard a story called "Professor Fred's Wilderness Collection" and understood. After that, I lost interest and returned to my sickly look.

"Yes." David retreated.

However, what David didn't see was that after he left, Zhu Lin had interest in his eyes.

"Large space buttons, special tools, and things that are suspected of being able to come into contact with contaminated energy... Mr. Fred, who are you?"

Yes, after listening to the reports from his subordinates, Zhu Lin had determined that Mo Qinglan was definitely not an "unlucky professor who offended the powerful, was abandoned by his family, was exiled to the north, and was murdered with a borrowed knife."

After all, he had been a guard for a while, and was once promoted to a confidant. Naturally, he knew the dark ways these big families used to "deal with" people.

Judging from the things in his hands, Mo Qinglan couldn't be who he said he was.

Zhu Lin knew very well that the most "gentle" way for a big family to suppress and expel their children was to take back their surnames and then send people to "escort" them to their destination.

In this way, it can not only leave a good reputation of "mercy", but also ensure that the punished person reaches his place.

As for what will happen on the road, it depends on what the owners of the guards say. If it is simpler, they will rob them of their remaining belongings. If it is rough, they will not be left alive.

You will not come here as "freely" as Mo Qinglan.

When "Professor Fred" first came, Zhu Lin was a little skeptical, but he did find information about this professor, so he could only let him stay.

Now that it was confirmed, Zhu Lin felt more interested.

He is not worried that Mo Qinglan will use the polluted area in the north to do bad things. Firstly, he is very confident in the place he controls. Secondly, what does it matter if something goes wrong?

There is nothing in this world that he cares about anymore. After he was forced to come here, there has been no news from his family.

It wasn't until last month that he knew that after he left, his mother became seriously ill, which could be cured in the interstellar world. However, there was only one underage sister left in their family. After he left, there was no income, and there was no money left. Mother sent for treatment?

Later, his mother died. The cause of her death was not illness, but lack of power and money.

How ridiculous, the medical technology in the interstellar is so advanced, whether it is regeneration of amputated limbs, organ cultivation, or virus removal, it is a piece of cake, but his mother still died.

And his sister is also missing.

He was obviously on the front line, and people gave them unlimited honors for their efforts, saying how much they admired them, but in the end, they ended up like this.

After Zhu Lin got the news, he locked himself in the room for three days. When he came out again, there was a gloomy atmosphere around him, and people around him did not dare to approach him at all.

Zhu Lin knew that he had nothing to rely on anymore, and if he stayed here to guard, he would just linger on, or he would never be able to find anything else to do.

So even if he confirmed that Mo Qinglan's identity was fake, he didn't want to expose it. He just wanted to see what this "Professor Fred" wanted to do after going all the way to a ghostly place like the contaminated area. do what.

At this time, Mo Qinglan didn't know that his fabricated identity had been revealed by Zhu Lin.

When Mo Qinglan came out of the contaminated area, he found that the soldiers on duty had changed. After greeting them, he returned to his stone house and began to clean up today's "results."

After labeling the samples, he placed them on the shelves in categories.

With the decent "experimental equipment" next to him, people who don't know his identity may be fooled into believing that he is a genuine professor.

Mo Qinglan thought of today's discovery and made a guess in her mind. With a thought, she started to contact Su Nianwei...