Defeat magic with science

Zhou Yan likes to watch the process of pure fire very much. The red metal is thrown into the water, with a zipper, it is slowly lifted out of the liquid, and it becomes a sharp weapon.The materials used for the mecha exoskeleton have particularly high requirements on the quenching temperature. Ordinary cold water cannot meet the requirements. Liquid nitrogen that can produce frostbite effects is needed to make the exoskeleton tough and rigid.This is a process of quenching, and it is also a process of selection, because only metals that can withstand liquid nitrogen quenching can meet the hardness requirements for making mechas.

Liquid nitrogen, how to get liquid nitrogen...

Zhou Yan thinks about work in his sleep, one is because he really wants to work, and the other is that if he doesn’t want to work, he can’t help but think of Luo Futu.

Zhou Yan slept very lightly and dreamed continuously. He tried to control the direction of his dreams. Zhou Yan himself was awkward with himself, and he had strange dreams. For example, he thought that he had to get a liquid nitrogen first. The generator came out, and then I dreamed that I opened the refrigerator door, and saw Luo Futu's cold head that had been doused with liquid nitrogen, smiling silly at him.

……

This hilarious nightmare.

Zhou Yan simply opened his eyes and got up from the bed. Luo Futu was sleeping next to him. Hearing the voice from the side, he asked, "Did you fall asleep?"

Zhou Yan covered his face with his hands wearily: "No."

There was the rustling sound of cloth rubbing in the darkness beside him. Zhou Yan knew that Luo Futu had gotten up, and he felt a little sorry: "I haven't been sleeping well recently, and I kept disturbing you until you rested."

Luo Futu smiled inwardly, but didn't tell Zhou Yan that he didn't need to sleep at all.

A healer at his level can actually eat and sleep without eating or sleeping, and he will not be tired or hungry. Some time ago, he needed to eat because his spiritual power had not recovered. Recently, the feeling of hunger has gradually disappeared, but he feels like eating with Zhou Yan Interesting, eating has become a repertoire.

Luo Futu now spends most of his time just waiting by Zhou Yan's side, like a hungry wolf waiting for his prey to tire out and wait for an opportunity. He is waiting for Zhou Yan to come into estrus, so that he can know at the first time.

Luo Futu had seen that the luggage prepared by Zhou Yan when he went out this time did not contain those magical needle tubes, and even if there were before, they are gone now.When they were avoiding Lu Lian, most of their luggage fell off the cliff—including the paper that Zhou Yan originally planned to take to the bookstore to exchange. At this time, the unexpected appearance of the monster left Zhou Yan with no time to take care of other things. He might have forgotten it long ago. , He no longer has those "inhibitors" in his hands.

Zhou Yan heard the crisp collision sound, and was immediately attracted by a wonderful smell of meat. The smell was very rich and attractive, as if it had been fried and simmered for hours in old stewed soup. Come out smell.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes wide in surprise, Luo Futu snapped his fingers lightly, and some broken stars began to fall in midair, like meteors and sparks, illuminating his eyes.

Zhou Yanluofutu held a round casserole in his hand, and the smell of meat came from the casserole.

……

Where did this guy get a pot of meat in the middle of the night?it's wired!

Zhou Yan looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while, but Luo Futu put the casserole between the two of them with a "slap" and said calmly, "Would you like to eat some together?"

Looking at the steaming pot of stewed meat, Zhou Yan never imagined that the pot of meat was actually Mu Lian holding a scimitar in the middle of the night.

Rushing into the uncle's house and forcing people to get up and make it now.All he knew was that he really wanted to eat the pot of meat in front of him.

Zhou Yan stared at the casserole and swallowed expressionlessly: "This is not suitable, everyone has nothing to eat, how can we hide in the room and eat secretly."

Luo Futu subconsciously frowned when he heard this, and was about to persuade him, but then he said: "Let's go to the back mountain to eat."

Seeing Zhou Yan getting up from the bed very quickly, Luo Futu was almost amused by him, so he picked up the casserole and followed Zhou Yan out of bed, and the two of them sneaked up the back mountain in the middle of the night.

"I thought you would say that the big guys don't have to eat, and you are determined not to eat."

Zhou Yan sat on the hillside with his knees propped up, picked up a leg of lamb with bones and stuffed it into his mouth.His action of tearing and eating mutton is not refined and elegant. If appetite is also a kind of desire, just looking at Zhou Yan's actions, one would even think that he is an indulgent person.It's just that in this case, his eyes are still indifferent, it is clear that he is eating out of his will, but he behaves as if he has completed the task, and he can't tell whether he wants to eat or not.When a person has two extreme emotions at the same time, which is extremely split, Luo Futu wonders whether he is like this for everything.

"Why don't you eat it? You brought it in front of me. It's a waste if you don't eat it. It's just that you can't eat it in the house. It's not good to be affected by the smell."

There were already people in the mine who could not understand him. If he was found eating alone again, how could he lead everyone to work hard.

Luo Futu glanced at him with a smile, then suddenly put his hands behind his head, and lay on his back on the hillside.The temperature has warmed up recently, and the snow on the hillside has melted, revealing the dry turf buried under the snowflakes, which is still soft when lying on it.Seeing him lying there, Zhou Yan only watched himself eating, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you hungry too? Why don't you eat?"

Luo Futu looked at him: "You eat so deliciously, I will be full just watching you eat."

Zhou Yan suddenly turned his head to look at him: "Are you saying that I look ugly?"

Luo Futu tilted his head with a smile, and put one hand on his ear: "Why do you always think of people as bad."

Zhou Yan didn't comment on this, and silently ate up the rest of the meat, leaving him no soup.

"Then don't blame me for eating alone."

Luo Futu had no objection to this, because his spiritual power had recovered, so he naturally didn't need to eat anymore, and this pot of mutton was originally prepared for Zhou Yan.

However, after Zhou Yan ate the mutton, he suddenly sighed deeply, and Luo Futu asked suspiciously, "Why? Haven't you eaten yet?"

"No, I thought of a problem. When tempering the exoskeleton of the mecha, it is best to use liquid nitrogen quenching, so as to achieve the purpose of selecting metals, but I don't have liquid nitrogen yet."

Is it necessary to build a machine specially for pressurizing liquefied air?

Luo Futu couldn't understand the series of words in his mouth: "What is liquid nitrogen? How do you get it?"

Zhou Yan muttered: "Pressing up to liquefy air...is to exert enough pressure on a section of gas to make it into a liquid."

When he said this, he suddenly remembered that Luo Futu said that he could turn singing birds into collectibles, so he had a whim, wondering if relying on the power of a spiritual master could easily achieve his goal.

"Can you do it?"

Zhou Yan stared at him for a while, and then suddenly came closer: "You can do it, right! The power of a spiritual master can even transcend time and space. What's the matter with high pressure, you can definitely! Come on, try it!"

Luo Futu saw that the expression on his face was full of enthusiasm, which was much more lively than the usual indifferent look, he didn't know if this was considered a beauty trick in the facial paralysis world.

Luo Futu had been with Zhou Yan for so long, and the quickest thing he learned was to swallow the yin and yang strange energy into his stomach, so although he thought that way in his heart, he didn't say it in his mouth.He sighed deeply and opened his hands to grab the void: "I can try, but I don't agree with what you said, air can be compressed into liquid, at most it can condense water vapor into water droplets."

The moment Luo Futu opened his hand, Zhou Yan obviously felt a subtle fluctuation, he subconsciously grabbed Luo Futu's arm, frowned and said, "Wait a minute."

"how?"

"You...haven't recovered yet, let's try with a little air first, and then think of another way if you succeed."

Luo Futu looked at him, feeling very warm in his heart. Every time Zhou Yan cared about him, he would feel a warm current rushing into his heart, and then it turned into a stronger warm current, rushing three inches below the navel.

He was so moved.

So Luo Futu honestly expressed his emotion: "If you look at me like this again, I won't be able to control you."

"..."

Zhou Yan let go of his hand with a cold face, and stared at him - he swore that he would be a fool no matter how he lived or died in this life.This time he made a mistake, and it was entirely because Luo Futu followed his fancy, and even gave him a pot of mutton at such a time, and his heart softened for a moment, almost falling into his trap.

Luo Futu looked at him and chuckled a few times, and lightly clenched his five fingers: "Look at it."

——Luo Futu said that there is no guarantee of success, but he is more determined in his heart. He must meet Zhou Yan's request. Even if he has never tried it before, he must be very proficient. I have never seen a surprised expression in the world.

After Luo Futu finished speaking, a round drop of liquid suddenly appeared in his palm out of thin air, and spun in his palm at a high speed. Zhou Yan opened his eyes slightly, and he saw that this drop of liquid was not a complete liquid, but the inside of the rotating spherical drop Another part is gas.That's right, the first thing to liquefy is oxygen, and then continue to pressurize to liquefy nitrogen.

"... Work harder!"

Seeing his expression like this, Luo Futu knew that he had done the right thing, so he squeezed hard, and the substance occupying that half of the sphere became liquid visibly to the naked eye. This small ball shone with silver light, very beautiful.

However, it was not as beautiful as the light in Zhou Yan's eyes.

After Luo Futu regained his spiritual power, he deliberately showed his flashy abilities in front of Zhou Yan, such as "a page of starry sky", what "a sky filled with fireworks"... But looking at Zhou Yan's appearance, it seems that the two spells he used were used as lighting. Tools, just don't have any ideas.

On the contrary, he is very fond of this humble little ball in his hand.

Luo Futu raised one eyebrow slightly, which is actually not bad, Zhou Yan likes things are easy to get, a pot of mutton pot, an air ball that can be made without much effort, he will be very happy.

... Summing it up like this, I suddenly feel that what Zhou Yan is interested in is a bit strange.

But it doesn't matter, who cares about such small details.

Naturally, Luo Futu didn't feel that he was trying to please him, he just... um... just thought it was so interesting.

Zhou Yan took the small ball made of liquid oxygen and liquid nitrogen from Luo Futu's hand. After the air ball left Luo Futu's hand, it began to vaporize rapidly, and Zhou Yan felt a bit of coolness on his fingertips.

This is really amazing, he felt for the first time... Healers are really amazing.

They can make liquid nitrogen with bare hands.

Luo Futu stared at him from the side, raised the corners of his lips and asked, "How is it? Is it a success?"

Zhou Yan looked at him approvingly: "Very successful."

Luo Futu pushed forward: "Then is there any reward?"

Zhou Yan immediately changed his indifferent face: "No."

——He is used to Zhou Yan's indifference, heh, he doesn't care.

But Luo Futu was still narrow-minded, and suddenly remembered that when he was in the hot spring today, those bastards of Sun Tian poisoned Zhou Yan, and he looked at Zhou Yan from the corner of his eyes: "Do you know why you lost consciousness in the hot spring today? ?”

Zhou Yan glanced at him suspiciously: "What do you want to say?"

"Sun Tian's gang poisoned you. It's called Drunken Grass. If you dry it and grind it into powder, and blow it into your nose, it will give you the illusion of being drunk."

Zhou Yan remembered the scene when he woke up and found himself sitting naked (harmoniously) in Luo Futu's arms, and subconsciously frowned.Luo Futu continued: "I let you soak in the hot spring to detoxify you. The poison of the drunken weed can be detoxified by soaking in hot water for a while. I didn't want to take advantage of you."

"...You will be more believable if you don't say the last sentence."

Luo Futu smiled slightly: "Hmph, don't worry, I'll clean them up for you right now. Anyway, that Sun Tian always resists you, I've seen him upset."

"No."

Zhou Yan glanced at him disapprovingly, and twirled his fingers: "Violence can make people fearful, but it can't make people submit. I will handle it myself."

Luo Futu nodded thoughtfully, then got up from the ground: "Alright, then I'll put a curse on him."

"……Hey!"

——Does this person not understand human speech? !

"Didn't I say I don't care?!"

Luo Futu turned around with a smile, his eyes were a little cold: "This is my punishment, it has nothing to do with you. Of course, you can also stop me in other ways, such as additional agreements."

"..."

"But the additional agreement seems to have expired, and it has expired for a long time. Do you want to renew the contract?"

——I knew this guy had ulterior motives!

He stared at Luo Futu for a while, but the latter sat beside him, getting closer and closer, like a pet snake waiting to be fed, with its mouth wide open and ready.Zhou Yan poked his forehead and turned his face slightly: "I just ate mutton, and my mouth was full of mutton. Doesn't the high priest dislike it?"

When Luo Futu heard him deliberately calling himself the high priest, the warm current of moving began to rush down again. He really liked Zhou Yan's appearance, pretending to be indifferent, as if he was being forced... The more he did this, the more excited he became.

Zhou Yan thought he had managed to reach Luo Futu, but was suddenly embraced by him, only to hear Luo Futu panting and leaned into his ear: "Call the high priest again."

Zhou Yan pushed his face hard: "You pervert..."

Just as Zhou Yan said this, his voice suddenly stopped.Luo Futu was actually half a beat slower than him in reacting, and it seemed that Luo Futu only reacted when Zhou Yan grabbed the back of his neck in a panic.

"The smell of pheromone... Are you in heat?"