Yang Ming is not a fool. He will not use his own destiny to test human nature, nor will he put his destiny into the hands of others.

Therefore, even though Yang Ming already had a lot of things in his system space before, Yang Ming seldom took them out because he lacked an absolutely safe place.

Yang Ming and Director Yang came to the office next door together. The office was very spacious. Against the wall was a row of large bookshelves and cabinets for blueprints.

Then, by the window is Yang Ming's desk, on which there are paper, pens, drawing tools, and a telephone.

In this day and age, not everyone has an office equipped with a telephone. Opposite the desk is a large leather sofa, and then there is a coffee table.

There were tea sets and several tea cans on the coffee table. It was obvious that Director Yang had taken out his own private collection.

The windows in the office are large, providing good lighting and ventilation. It is obvious that Director Yang specially picked this office for Yang Ming.

Director Yang: "Yang Ming, how is it? If you are not satisfied with anything or need anything, just tell me and I will get it for you."

Yang Ming: "It's very complete, that's all."

Director Yang nodded: "Okay, it's getting late, Yang Ming, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go back first!"

Yang Ming nodded. It was almost time to get off work. After Director Yang and Chief Engineer Zhou left, the technicians from the Technical Department moved Yang Ming's things over.

"Engineer Yang, these are the things from your office, bring them all over!"

Yang Ming nodded: "You can put them all on my desk!"

After everyone from the technical department left, Yang Ming locked the office door from the inside and drew the curtains on the windows.

After doing all this, Yang Ming moved his mind and entered the space.

When Yang Ming entered the space, his whole body was washed by the refreshing air. Yang Ming took a deep breath and felt much fresher.

Yang Ming raised his head and saw a round altar not far from him. Inside the altar was a pool. In the center of the pool, there should be a spring, bubbling with spring water.

Yang Ming walked to the Chishui River and took a sip of the spring water. The water was cool and refreshing. That coolness, like spiritual energy, instantly flowed through Yang Ming's limbs and bones.

Yang Ming only felt that his mind was much clearer and his body was much lighter.

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Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly. He had heard that in the past, when one traveled through the male protagonist's space, one must bring a spiritual spring with him. The spiritual spring would cure all diseases and strengthen the body. Now it seems that the author Gou was not deceiving him.

After looking at the fountain, Yang Ming thought about his several rewards for bullying the scumbags. The number of draws alone should have been nine.

I don't know what the raffle will contain.

As soon as Yang Ming had an idea, a System Shangcheng appeared on the system panel in his mind, and the products in System Shangcheng were no longer gray.

Yang Ming looked at the system Shangcheng. The cheapest thing was the design drawing of the 8.9-ton nuclear-powered ocean-going ship of the Ugly Country. This thing...

Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly. According to Yang Ming's memory, this thing was first invented by Ugly Country, which also laid the foundation for its status as a superpower in the later period.

......... . .......

After all, their development in science and technology and military is truly amazing!

However, since he has discovered this thing, there is no need to hesitate. He will definitely find an opportunity to take it out before Chouguo.

Yang Ming looked down at the price and was instantly speechless.

The points required are two million!

However, Yang Ming’s total points in the space are only 20,000.

Yang Ming sighed, could it be that the scumbag wasn't diligent enough?

Two million points, this will surely make Qinman Siheyuan very miserable!

Yang Ming sighed, and he lost the mood to look at the rest. After all, the cheapest one, 2 million points, was still far away from him, and if he wanted to buy anything higher, it would be a waste!

Yang Ming looked at the lottery column.

Currently, Yang Ming has drawn nine times.

The rules of the lottery are very simple. You will draw once every three times, and the prizes include various technologies, daily necessities, and system points!

What you draw depends entirely on luck.

Yang Ming took a deep breath: "Draw three times!"

System: "Drawing a lottery for the host... Please wait patiently!"

Yang Ming instantly remembered the sound of the lottery machine, and at the same time, the system panel in his mind was running rapidly.

Various exciting prizes flashed before Yang Ming's eyes, and Yang Ming was looking forward to it....

What will the system give in the first lottery?

Yang Ming was really looking forward to it!

"boom"

The speed of the turntable slowly decreased, and Yang Ming's attention was now focused on the turntable.

"boom"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained ten kilograms of spare ribs, ten kilograms of pork belly, and ten thousand system points. The host currently has thirty thousand points in his space!"

Yang Ming: “….”

What a stupid system! He had forgotten how stupid his system was, to the point that he actually had hope for the system's lottery.

"The rewards have been distributed to the host in the space. The host can withdraw them at any time. May I ask if the host still needs to continue the lottery?"

Yang Ming gritted his teeth: "No more smoking!"

If he continued to smoke, he was worried that he would not be able to resist smoking the system.

System: "Okay, the host's current space points: 30,000 points. The remaining number of system draws: six."

Yang Ming didn't care about the system points. The current system points were just a drop in the bucket for Yang Ming. Yang Ming took three pounds of ribs and two pounds of pork belly from the space and flashed out of the space.

The office was very quiet, and Yang Ming was very satisfied with it. It would be much more convenient to get things from the space in the future.

"Jingle Bell"

At this moment, the bell of the steel mill rang, and it was time to get off work. Yang Ming carried pork and ribs and walked to the door of the steel mill.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw Lao Ye standing next to the black car, waiting for him.

"Engineer Yang, are you off work? Are you going home?"

Yang Ming nodded: "Uncle Ye, you can just call me Yang Ming."

Old Ye is also a straightforward person. He smiled and said, "Okay, Yang Ming, then tell me the way home!"

Yang Ming nodded, got into the car, and told Lao Ye the way to the courtyard.

Old Ye used to drive frequently and was very good at remembering the way. Yang Ming just briefly explained it and Old Ye knew the way.

The black car turned into the alley of the courtyard and happened to meet Yan Bugui walking in front.

"Drip drip"

A car horn beeped, and Yan Bugui turned around and looked at a black car. His eyes lit up. Another black car?

Could it be that he was here to pick up Yang Ming to have dinner with the big boss again?

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Bugui felt a pang of sadness in his heart. If he had known this earlier, he would not have gone along with Yi Zhonghai and the others!

If he had tried to please Yang Ming at the beginning, with Yang Ming's current ability, even a little bit of the food that slipped through his fingers would have been enough to feed his family for several months.

The more Yan Bugui thought about it, the more he felt he had lost out!

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