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

Zhu Lin left in such a hurry not because he had anything important to do, but simply because he didn't want to waste time here with the adjutant.

After all, after hiding it from the adjutant for so long, an outsider like Mo Qinglan found out first. Although the news did not come from him, he still felt a little guilty in his heart.

However, since "Professor Fred" was just mentioned, Zhu Lin thought for a moment and realized that he hadn't seen this professor's research results for a long time, so he turned around and started walking towards Mo Qinglan's laboratory. .

"Has there been any progress recently?" He had authority over Mo Qinglan's laboratory, so he could go in directly without asking Mo Qinglan to open the door himself.

"I have some ideas. The thing is over there. If you have time, help me get it to try." Mo Qinglan replied directly without raising his head, but there was indescribable fatigue in his voice.

Following the direction he pointed, Zhu Lin slowly walked over. This was a huge shelf that took up almost one-third of the space in his laboratory.

The side near the door was filled with all kinds of strange things that they had sent over during this period. These were materials that Mo Qinglan would find time to use for experiments in the future.

The side near the wall was filled with various jars, and it was vaguely visible that they were full of things - this was the result of Mo Qinglan's time.

"Shall I take it all for you? Or..." Zhu Lin asked.

"Take half of each item, and keep the rest for me. I will try it when I have time. By the way, you have to record the whole process of the experiment for me." Mo Qinglan finished his work at this time At that point, get up and relax.

"Is the recorder we use when we go on a mission okay?" he asked.

Although he was not sure about the requirements of other research experts, as for Mo Qinglan's requirements... Zhu Lin felt that he had to ask first.

"Let me see if I can see it clearly enough." Mo Qinglan had only seen Erikson and the others using a recorder, but he really didn't know what the image quality was like in the recorder.

"Here." Zhu Lin took one from the Space Niu and gave it to him.

This space button is still a "relic" that he pulled off those unlucky people this time. Under their own conditions, they cannot afford such a high-end gadget.

but……

Such a high-end thing was eventually used by him to hold all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Mo Qinglan took the recorder from his hand and looked at it for a long time before determining the model of this thing.

To be honest, in today's world where technology is changing very rapidly, this thing can already be regarded as an "old antique".

If it weren't for the fact that his parents' things were well preserved by him, and if he himself had some experience in this area, he might not even be able to recognize this model.

"Are you sure this thing can still be used?" Although he believed in Zhu Lin, he didn't believe in this machine.

"Isn't this good? We have been using it for a long time." Looking at his expression, Zhu Lin knew that this thing was not suitable for him.

However, he still reached out and opened the recorder to show Mo Qinglan its picture quality.

"I'm afraid it won't meet the requirements. Wait for me to modify it." Mo Qinglan remembered the parts he found on the black market last time and decided to modify the instrument himself.

"Can I watch?" Zhu Lin was not very good at modifying instruments, but that didn't stop him from wanting to see how Mo Qinglan did it.

When he was first sent to the station, he didn't know anything. He figured out many things by himself or learned by watching others.

For example, in the field of medicine, he secretly learned it by watching others. It must be said that his self-learning ability is quite strong.

"You can do it yourself and don't disturb me." Mo Qinglan didn't take this to heart. He looked at it casually. He felt that this thing was not particularly difficult. If Zhu Lin learned it, it would be his own ability.

After saying that, he started to look for his tool box, sat aside and started to disassemble the instrument.