Plane Trade Riches

Ye Qinghe was watching over Ye Jieqi. Although Lin Fan suspected that all the previous incidents had something to do with the Ye family, but there was no evidence to prove this at the moment, so he could only put it aside for the time being and stop in silence.

In the following time, Lin Fan put almost all his energy on the research of "Lingfan" technology.

The reason for the existence of "Lingfan" technology is to build a new virtual technology system, which involves all aspects and requires all kinds of talents, and all of this must be watched by Lin Fan himself.

"You haven't been with me for a long time." Han Zhu sighed, but he didn't complain much, after all, Lin Fan's hard work was before his eyes.

Lin Fan let out a long sigh. His desktop was filled with a lot of information, some of which were copied from the interstellar plane, and some were his research plans based on the technologies of the two planes.

This is like computer research. Even if high-end talents living in the 21st century travel to the [-]th century, it is impossible to develop the latest notebook at once. Instead, they must start with bulky large-scale computers. The time required for this process In the case of a prophet, it will be greatly shortened, but it cannot be accomplished overnight.

Lin Fan lay down on the table, helplessly said: "I feel that my mind is full of all kinds of codes, the codes of the stars, the codes of the earth, they are about to become a mess."

Han Zhu shook his head, walked up to Lin Fan, raised his hands to press his temples, and said in a low voice, "Even if you are a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, it is best not to overuse your brain power. Your brain has been working fast recently. , will definitely be uncomfortable."

Lin Fan responded in a low voice, and leaned against Han Zhu with his eyes closed: "No wonder I feel so tired all of a sudden, it seems that even my spiritual consciousness is overdrawn."

The movements of Han Zhu's hands were slow and gentle, inputting his aura bit by bit, gradually improving Lin Fan's brain condition.

He didn't say anything to make Lin Fan give up, because he knew very well that with Lin Fan's character, since it was something he wanted to do, he would definitely do his best. No matter what others said at this time, it would be of no use. The only thing is to stand behind Lin Fan and support him.

After a long time, Lin Fan's breathing became long.

Han Zhu laughed silently, and gently put Lin Fan's head on the back of the chair.

Stepping aside, she bent down and picked him up.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, Han Zhu's movements were always very light. When he came to the door of the room, he raised his foot to open the door, and then carried Lin Fan into the room.

When he got to the bed, Han Zhu knelt on the window sill with one knee, and gently placed Lin Fan in his arms on the bed, but Lin Fan just turned around, hugged the quilt on the side tightly, and rubbed the quilt. corner, fell asleep again.

Han Zhu raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why he was suddenly jealous of the quilt, he should be the one lying there.

Since it was at home, Lin Fan was only wearing slippers, and the slippers had fallen off at the beginning, so Han Zhu didn't need to take it off for him.

Looking at Lin Fan who was hugging the quilt tightly and falling asleep, Han Zhu still couldn't hold back the smile on his face, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said in a low voice, "Have a good rest."

Han Zhu wanted to sleep with Lin Fan, but he still had some work matters to deal with, so seeing that Lin Fan was sleeping soundly, he also went back to the study.

The study occupies an entire floor, so the area inside is not small, and the originally empty study was filled bit by bit during the living process.

The two each occupy a desk. Although they are placed side by side, the amount of information on it can show the situation of the two of them during this period.

Although there are a lot of materials on Han Zhu's desk, they are neat and tidy. Those that have been done and those that have not been done are clean and clean.

As for Lin Fan, it was probably because he was too busy during this period, so he didn't have time to sort out these materials. Most of the time he had to find the one he wanted among a lot of materials.

Han Zhu really wanted to help, but he just looked at the information on the big table, but he still didn't do anything. Lin Fan had been working on this table for a long time, and he probably knew where the information was. If he sorted it out, it might cause problems confusion of these data.

Thinking of this, he still continued to deal with his work, but it was only his original part of the work, and he still did not take any action on Han's side.

After dealing with it for a while, Han Zhu's cell phone rang suddenly. He looked at the number displayed on it, and it showed an unknown call.

Han Zhu frowned slightly, but still picked up the phone: "Hello."

"Hello, long time no see, Shangshen, oh, no, I should call you Han Zhu now." The voice on the other side was indistinguishable, it sounded like it was specially processed by a machine, and there was a hint of Ridicule, and a trace of inexplicable respect.

Han Zhu frowned: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," the other party laughed, "It's just that Shangshen really doesn't want to go back?"

The other party's words made Han Zhu a little confused: "Who are you, and what do these words mean?"

"Ah..." The other party was surprised suddenly, and said suddenly, "I almost forgot, the current Shangshen is no longer a Shangshen, you are just an ordinary mortal, tsk, who would have thought that the Shangshen who once ruled the God Realm It is a pity that it will be reduced to this point, and it is a pity."

Han Zhu lowered his eyes and smiled lowly: "Your words are really interesting, do you want to ask me to make a movie?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the microphone, and he probably didn't expect Han Zhu to play cards out of common sense, but soon he laughed: "Could it be that God is greedy for this world and doesn't want to go back?"

Han Zhu smiled lightly: "That's quite a good point. I'm afraid you won't understand how good this earthly world is."

"So that's the case, so the God is not curious why I call you that? I really don't wonder why the God came to this filthy world?" The other party tempted Han Zhu a little bit, trying to make him ask, In this way, he can grasp the initiative.

Han Zhu shook his head now: "To be honest, if it was normal, I wouldn't answer calls from strangers at all, but I'm in a good mood today, this... I don't know what to call my friend, no matter what your status is, I advise you Go to the hospital for examination as soon as possible, so as not to miss the best time for treatment."

Hearing this, the other party was obviously stunned: "Check, what check?"

Han Zhu said with a smile: "Naturally, it's a neurological examination. Alas, you are quite pitiful, but it's not good to avoid medical treatment after all. Taking medicine early can make you recover sooner."

"Depend on!!!"

Before Han Zhu hung up the phone, he only heard the sound of smashing the phone from the other side.

He hung up the phone with a smile.

Looks change.

The other party obviously didn't know that he had already started to cultivate, otherwise he wouldn't have said the five words "ordinary mortal".

This person can clearly say his name, and it can also involve cultivation matters, or he is really a mental patient in some hospital, and he just happened to call his mobile phone with a phone that only shows "unknown call", how can he still be like this? Promptly say his name.

Or... what the other party said is true.

Han Zhu's heart was full of curiosity, but he was also very clear that this matter must not be taken away by the other party. He believed that after hanging up the phone this time, the other party would definitely come to the door again.

He squinted his eyes, feeling that this matter would not be that simple.

Thinking of this, he made a call.

"Please help me check the list of all the calls that have been made to me today... Unknown call? Just now?...Okay, I see...Thank you."

Han Zhu tapped the table slowly, stood up and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The city at night is shrouded in patches of colorful lights, with a bit of extreme dazzling color.

He smiled slightly, otherwise what the other party said just hit the point, even if he is really the so-called God, if he came to this earthly world, he might not want to leave, after all, there is still that person in this world.

He closed the laptop on his desk, went downstairs and opened the door, looking at someone sleeping soundly on the bed, he couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes.

After washing up, he went to the bed and lay down, taking Lin Fan into his arms.

Lin Fan was still the same, after touching the heat beside him, he rolled over, grabbed his waist tightly, leaned against his chest and continued to sleep deeply.

Han Zhu hugged him back, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

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"Owner!"

"Follow him, don't let him get hurt in the slightest, but don't appear in front of him unless necessary."

"Yes, master, but you, master..."

"It doesn't matter, put him first."

"Yes."

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Han Zhu suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Lin Fan's sleeping face at the first sight. Although the memory in the dream was a little fuzzy, he could feel that "he" should refer to Lin Fan. There was no reason, he was just I thought so.

At this moment, Lin Fan also moved slightly. In order to wake up as soon as possible, he rubbed his face against Han Zhu's chest, and then slowly opened his eyes, meeting Han Zhu's eyes.

"Morning~~"

"Morning," Han Zhu chuckled, "You slept for a really long time."

"Huh?" Lin Fan blinked, "How long have you slept?"

Han Zhu said casually, "At least twelve hours."

"Ah? After sleeping for so long?" Lin Fan straightened up, patted his cheek, and said with a smile, "But my spirit is finally much better, I think I can still fight for three hundred rounds!"

"Really?" Han Zhu put his arms around Lin Fan's waist, pulled him down, looked into his eyes and said in a low voice, "Then let's fight for three hundred rounds?"

Sensing Han Zhu's erection somewhere, Lin Fan blushed slightly, and said angrily in a low voice, "That's not what I meant."

"That's what I meant." Han Zhu directly pulled Lin Fan down, flipped his body, and directly changed his up and down postures. His right hand caressed Lin Fan's cheek.

Slowly bow your head.

After a long time, Lin Fan panted and glared at Han Zhu: "Beast!"

"Huh?" Han Zhu raised his voice at the end, "Actually, I can be more beastly."

Lin Fan blushed silently: "I won't say anything."

Han Zhu smiled lightly and said, "I love to hear what you say."

Lin Fan glared at him: "Then let you climb up the pole?"

This time, Han Zhu's laughter seemed to overflow from his throat, full of magnetism: "Boss Lin is getting smarter and smarter."

"Putting up, I won't be fooled!" Lin Fan pushed him away, "Go take a shower, your body is sticky!"

"Okay, Boss Lin, does Boss Lin need to wash?"

"Shut up, hurry up!"

"As ordered."