Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

This is a theoretical value.

But no one has tried it, so no one knows what will happen after six days if the source of consciousness is continuously circulated 24 hours a day.

With enough time and practice without pause, the method of increasing the source of consciousness will change from quantitative change to qualitative change at a certain critical point, and it will suddenly rise in the form of an exponential explosion.

During these six days, Nan Jing closed his eyes and rested for a while or drank some nutrient solution to fill his stomach when the source of consciousness was empty.

Race against time, no time wasted.

So, he succeeded.

The upper limit of this kind of practice is to talk about the development of the source of consciousness to the primary level.

South Mirror did it.

Whether he is a genetic genius or not, he is at least a hardworking genius.

Smart No. [-] is at a loss for words, it has as much information as the stars in the universe, but at this time it is at a loss for words.

After the ecstasy, Nan Jing gradually calmed down.

He still has a lot to do.

"Chu Letong's source of consciousness is level four, and he has already applied to the third-year laboratory. So I can at least apply to the second-year laboratory, or I can try to apply to the third-year laboratory?"

The more Nan Jing thought about it, the more excited he became, but the reason for his excitement seemed wrong?

As soon as Smart No. [-] was convinced by Nan Jing, he was immediately annoyed by Nan Jing's self-defeating Er Que thinking.

"What is a third-grade laboratory? Do you dare to be a little bit accurate!" Smart No. [-] hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Shouldn't it be time to go all out and study the records of the eighth part and confidently defeat Sidia and let the group of people who saw the joke slap themselves?What the hell are you thinking about the goddamn third grade lab with such gusto?

"Well, I admit that I have nothing to pursue."

Nan Jing had a smile on his face. In the past few days, in order to practice using the source of consciousness to look at the pages of the book, he has already read almost all the basic parts information, and he has a rough understanding of mecha manufacturing from the beginning. .

Although there is no hands-on operation, the mastery of theoretical knowledge is still very sufficient.

The experimental equipment in the third-grade laboratory is much more advanced than that in the first-grade. If you want to make third-grade parts, you must use some of the equipment.

Nan Jing is very interested in some parts, and he can't wait to try to learn.

Smart No. [-]’s unique method of developing the primary source of consciousness, in the words of Smart No. [-], has been used to the extreme and there is no residual value to be squeezed. Nanjing also feels that the source of consciousness will become more abundant and difficult as it goes to the back empty.

The original plan to break through to the second level has been overfulfilled, and Nan Jing thought about taking a break first.

During these six days, except for eating and basic cleaning, Nan Jing never even left the stool in front of the desk.

Nan Jing supported the table and just stood up when his eyes fell to darkness.

Smart No. [-] hadn't had time to alert Nan Jing to the low pressure in his body, when he heard a "plop", the host was already lying on the floor with his eyes closed and lost consciousness.

"Host host!" Smart No. [-] was thumping in Nan Jing's mind, afraid that Nan Jing would die from exhaustion. After calling for half a minute, he found that Nan Jing was still unconscious. Smart No. [-] quickly detected Nan Jing's body .

If the nerve element is seriously damaged, even if it fights hard, it will not be repaired by the host!

Another half minute passed...

Smart No. [-] blinked silently, and completely gave up on the plan to wake up Nan Jing.

It can only be said that Nan Jing is an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Six days of high-intensity training, even a person with a very strong mental strength may not be able to bear it physically, and some symptoms of neurasthenia will appear to some extent.

And Nan Jing, with his extremely weak mental strength, actually just fell asleep!

Smart No. [-] made the sound of grinding teeth, and the childish baby voice gave a disobedient smile, invaded the contact area of ​​the terminal, and sent a message.

In the dream, Nan Jing felt someone calling his name hastily in his ear, and then he was embraced by a pair of strong arms. The weightlessness of his body made him mutter twice uncomfortably, and fell into a deeper sleep among.

He slept in the dark for a whole day, and when Nan Jing struggled to wake up from his sleep, his whole body seemed to have been injected with acid water, limp and weak, and his head was still throbbing, swollen and painful .

He opened his eyes in a daze, and his vision returned to normal after a moment of indistinct haze.

Lifting his eyelids, he saw Landis sitting aside and reading a book in a blink of an eye.

A black silk nightgown that looked very comfortable, under the dim light, made the fragile white skin smoother.

The slightly drooping eyelashes are like small fans, gently covering the deep ice blue pupils, the bridge of the nose is straight, the red lips are slightly parted, and a few strands of forehead hair hang down on the sides, scattered on the pages of the book spread on the legs.

Landis' name came to his lips, but Nan Jing swallowed it back.

Such a beautiful and mysterious Landis is as quiet as a precious painting with a heavy sense of history. I was also afraid of disturbing such a beautiful beauty, so I didn't dare to make a sound, let alone touch it.

"Does it look good?"

The gorgeous voice sounded out of nowhere, and the eyelashes moved, revealing the ice blue eyes that seemed to be dotted.

Nan Jing was completely immersed in the shock that Landis brought him, and nodded stupidly: "It looks good."

Landis laughed softly, closed the book and put it on the desk beside him, and still sat gracefully on the chair, with no emotion in his eyes.

Nan Jing has broken away from the nympho state, because he seems to have a vague feeling that Landis's mood is not right?

Pushing himself up, Nan Jing wailed in his heart that he must have slept for too long and his head was about to explode. Frowning, he reached out and rubbed his painful temples, and vaguely heard Landis's helpless sigh.

Landis is indeed not very happy, even if Nan Jing's affection for him is stronger, it is not enough to change his plan to punish Nan Jing.

However, seeing Nan Jing's uncomfortable expression, he still got up and came to the bed, sat beside Nan Jing, stretched out his hand to wrap Nan Jing's shoulders, and let his whole back rest in his arms. A kiss on the forehead.

A familiar scene.

I remember that a similar situation seemed to have happened in Landis's private residence a month ago.

But the last time Landis didn't have close contact with Nan Jing after he got up, he just let Nan Jing lean on the pillow, and this time Landis sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, will still be in a daze Nan Jing leaned against his arms.

He hugged Nan Jing from behind, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Nowhere is comfortable.

Dizziness, brain swelling, limb weakness, stomach is still empty.

"Why does it feel like being beaten up..."

Nan Jing leaned comfortably on the human flesh cushion, grabbed Landis's hand and played with his fingers one by one, and suddenly couldn't do it with jealousy.

Fuck, the winners in life even have better paws than others, nails are shiny and jointed, fingers are long and slender, and skin is too good to be good, it is simply a work of art.

Landis watched Nan Jing touch his hand from behind, almost drooling.

Landis was so funny, this little guy seemed to be still asleep and didn't understand the situation.

"Headache, headache, headache is dead." Nan Jing muttered and shook his head.

He seized the opportunity to act coquettishly, thinking in his heart that Lantis was absolutely unhappy, don't ask him how he knew, he just had a sixth sense of emotions towards Landis, there was no way .

And the reason for the anger is most likely because of himself. I think that the urgent shout is that Landis came in and saw him lying unconscious on the ground, thinking that he was going to sleep, so he was anxious, right?

Learned to act like a baby?

Landis's heart softened for a moment, and he pulled out the hand that was held by Nan Jing, and massaged his temple lightly with strength.

"Well, it's comfortable... Well, try harder..."

Nan Jing hummed comfortably.

"It's more comfortable to run out of mental power."

Landis said in a low voice, and Nan Jing was stunned because he heard the meaning of danger from inside.

Yigulu got up from Landis' arms, knelt on the bed and faced Landis.

Be careful and tremble.

Landis looked at Nanjing expressionlessly with an astonishing face.

No expression is the worst expression!Nan Jing's secret channel was bad, probably Landis discovered it because of excessive use of mental power.

His heart moved, and he leaned forward without fear of death, stretched out his index finger to hook up Landis's sharp chin forehead with a smirk, nose to nose, and said with a frivolous smile: "Beauty, can you give me a smile? "

I have seen someone who is not afraid of death, I have never seen someone who is not afraid of death, let alone someone who is looking for death.

Landis was almost annoyed by Nan Jing. Here he was waiting for the uneasy little thing to admit his mistake, but the other side just turned around and teased him...

Landis closed his long eyes slightly, and asked softly in an extremely dangerous tone: "Are you sure?"

Not sure, of course not sure!