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

Lannost didn't know what the purpose of this group of people was here, but he speculated that there must be something in the contaminated area that attracted them.

And...there should be huge benefits hidden in this unknown thing.

Otherwise, who would want to come to this damn place?

These outsiders are unreliable. Wouldn't it be nice to have a ready-made "Professor Fred" in the station?

No matter what interests he has, they will all be his once he takes office. If this "professor" had some eyes, he should know what to do, so he would be kind and give him a chance to live.

If not...that's a different story.

While Lannost was secretly making bad plans in his mind, Mo Qinglan also made some new discoveries.

However, right now...

"Ah..." Mo Qinglan sneezed heavily under the heavy protective clothing. The movement was so big that even the team members in front who were busy repairing the gap couldn't help but look back.

"Professor, are you catching a cold?" People close to him couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, I don't feel anything special." Mo Qinglan felt his nose was a little itchy, but he couldn't move through the protective suit.

For some reason, he always felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Professor, please be more careful and don't get really sick. We are short of medicine here. If something happens, you have to stand firm." Erikson inserted the newly woven protective fence into the soil and patted his hands. Detu stood up.

"Well, I understand. How long will your work last?" Mo Qinglan asked.

"There are still three areas. It should take another two or three days, but our return time may be pushed back..." Erikson had already made an agreement with Zhu Lin before, and none of them were willing to get involved there. Among the group of aristocratic children, they all planned to delay it.

"It's okay, I'll come with you. Besides, I have some other things to do." Mo Qinglan himself didn't want to go back. He and Zhu Lin both knew the tricks of his identity, so naturally they didn't want to go back and ask for trouble.

"Eh? What does the professor have to do? Do you need our help?" After the group woke up, they realized that the injury on their bodies healed so quickly was probably the work of the professor.

What's more, they later saw the exchange between Mo Qinglan and Zhu Lin. Although they didn't know what they said, it didn't stop them from knowing that they were in the same group.

In this way, they would become closer to Mo Qinglan.

Well, they don't mind covering up some of the things Mo Qinglan does, and they can also help with what he wants to do.

Even if the relationship between Mo Qinglan and Zhu Lin is put aside, they can still accept Mo Qinglan's love and suffer less.

"Then I will remember it. You said so yourself. If you don't help me when you are done with this, I will cause trouble for you one by one!" Mo Qinglan did not refuse, cheerfully. Complied.

They were repairing the gaps left by the riot, and Mo Qinglan was not idle either. He sat beside him and slowly sorted out the data from some experiments done at Qing Rong's place some time ago.

It’s not yet clear how credible Qing Rong’s words are, but it provides him with a good place to experiment.

Mo Qinglan was always vigilant. He was not going to believe Qing Rong until he found definite evidence. Moreover, even if Qing Rong could be found in the things left by his parents, he could only be sure that Qing Rong and he were old friends for the time being.

As for other things...favor, he didn't believe in it.

His parents had passed away so many years ago, and there were so many people who had benefited from his parents during their lifetimes, and few of them actually remembered it.

Over the years, although he had no worries about food and clothing, he had also received a lot of cold looks.

However, after sitting on the ground for a long time, Mo Qinglan always felt a little uncomfortable.

Quietly taking out the crystal given by Su Nianwei from the space, my ears and eyes suddenly became clear.

At this time, he looked around and realized that there was some kind of damaged protective fence here? There are clearly rows of short mutant plants all around!

The group of people around him were still mechanically repeating the repairing action, and even one or two sentences came out from their mouths from time to time. The preface and the follower were so inconsistent that Mo Qinglan didn't understand what they were saying for a while.

He just said that these people were so sweet-mouthed today and didn't take the opportunity to ask for any favors from him, so that's why.

It seems that if he wants this group of people to help him do something for free, he must be dreaming.

Mo Qinglan thought for a moment and took out some ice he had made earlier from his bag. Everyone else was also wearing protective clothing. He couldn't open it from the outside, so he could only choose the gloves that could best contact them and stick it out.

The coldness of the ice did not wake them up, and they still maintained their original actions.

Mo Qinglan frowned, finally took off his gloves, pinched the crystals and put them into the small pile of ice.

After a long time, the crystals were put away, and then the ice cubes were passed from the gloves to several people and put into the protective clothing.

Following his movements, the puppet-like movements of several people stopped. Their somewhat cloudy eyes blinked and gradually became clear.

"Professor? Aren't you giving us energy stones?" Someone was still in a trance for a moment and blurted out when he saw Mo Qinglan standing in front of him.

After saying that, I realized something was wrong. Why...the professor had a weird expression?

Mo Qinglan almost laughed angrily, took out two more pieces of ice from the container in his hand, and handed them to him firmly.

"Here, your energy stone. Get it!"

At this time, the man was completely awake, and the chill was biting, making him shiver.

At this time, Erikson had woken up, looked at everything around him, and reacted.

"Where...are we entering?" He looked at the unfamiliar environment around him.

"You don't know where this is?" Mo Qinglan was a little surprised.

He didn't have permission to get all the maps at the station, but Erikson and the others did. He followed them all the way here. How come they didn't know it themselves?

"We have definitely never been to this place, otherwise so many dream flowers would have been cleared away long ago." Erikson recognized these plants.

"This is a dream flower. It grows extremely fast and has a strong vitality. This thing is not dangerous. As the name suggests, the effect is to make you fall into a dream. There will be no problem in a short time. After a long time, you need to take a good rest, otherwise you will easily become nervous. If you are confused, you will usually have hallucinations.”

"However, if it is handled by professionals, it can be used as an anesthetic. Every time when we have to file an annual report, we get some and trade them on the black market for some drugs." Erikson saw Mo Qinglan Looking a little curious, he opened his mouth to explain.

"With such a large group, you can consider it a 'good harvest'." Mo Qinglan joked.

"There are too many. These things can grow once every two months. The key is that they need to be stored in a completely airtight device, otherwise they will rot in less than two hours after being picked. We don't have them with us." Eric Sen felt that these dream flowers were a bit of a headache.

He felt both pity and trouble. It's a pity that these dream flowers can no longer be traded, and a lot of things are missing. The trouble is that it is such a large area, and it will take a lot of effort to clean it up.

"Instruments? I can lend you my experimental instruments, but you can get some points if you exchange them later." Mo Qinglan spoke.

"But, this...isn't the end of the year." After hearing this, Erikson thought of another question.

"Didn't someone come to your station? Isn't this ready-made? I know the nobles well. I want whatever is rare and exciting. Isn't this a ready-made excitement?" Mo Qinglan gave him an idea.

"That's right! I'll send a message to the commander later and ask him to take the things back. I'll be able to exchange them for a lot of good things! Professor, your brain is really useful! I'll give you a big bonus later!" Ericson said now Excited, he hurriedly greeted his companions, took the sealed box from Mo Qinglan, and began to pick the dream flowers.

Then Mo Qinglan watched them take out a tentative... tube? He inserted it into his nose and started walking towards the flowers that were already blooming.