Can I have a good rest tonight?
Sitting in the front passenger seat, Zhuo Jingsi was silent. She turned her head to look out the window and watched the trees on both sides of the road fly past. Inexplicably, because of Chen Guang's words, a myriad of thoughts ran through her mind.
She was a little shy, but also a little expectant, but she was indeed a little tired.
She wanted to have a good rest, but she had other considerations.
Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, since she was back, and everyone had already broken through that layer of window paper, it would happen sooner or later.
Everyone was an adult, and they all had needs in that area. A long drought met a good rain, so there was nothing shameful or difficult to talk about.
It was just that if the two of them were in love for a long time, there was no need to rush day and night.
Reason told Zhuo Jingsi that the best choice tonight was definitely to have a good rest and adjust her biological clock, so that she could bring out the true perfect working state during the day tomorrow to help Chen Guang solve his problems.
I understand all the logic, but I can't control myself!
Emotionally, she really couldn't control herself. Just smelling the manly scent coming from his body, her mind was a little fuzzy, and the things that happened with him in her rented house were still vivid in her mind, repeatedly replaying.
Then her heart began to beat faster, and her breathing became rapid. The devil deep in her lower abdomen was playing tricks, causing her to clamp her legs tightly, and a certain place was already faintly moist.
What should I do later?
Should we do something about it?
If he takes the initiative to ask, I definitely can't resist and agree immediately.
But if he feels that I'm too tired and a taciturn gourd, should I take the initiative to attack?
But will he think that I've become too loose?
Will I leave a bad impression in his heart?
Also, if I really do something and can't sleep well tonight, it will definitely affect my working state tomorrow, right?
Zhuo Jingsi really felt very conflicted, very tired, and completely unable to make up her mind.
Chen Guang thought that she was asleep, so he didn't say anything else. As he drove, he couldn't help but think of other things.
The huge debt of 1.46 billion inevitably made him feel an indescribable sense of urgency.
He must immediately get two statues of One-Line Sky Realm to pay off the debt in time after two years.
However, divine statues were not cabbages that could be found immediately.
Therefore, there would definitely be a time lag in between. At that time, there would definitely be a gap of faith.
If he wanted to survive, he had to think of a way to earn some extra income from other ideas.
For example, in the next month, he could obtain a more reliable Heaven's Line Cup Intermediate Realm and build another God Statue in time.
Another example was to develop more zealots and use the additional faith provided by zealots to make up for the difference.
Or perhaps, he could open up a high-level world within a cup that was similar to the Realm of the Transient Sea or the Realm of True Martial, and obtain some additional faith value from it.
However, there were too many variables in these matters, and he could only rely on the heavens to make a living. There was a great deal of randomness, and it was not under his control.
What was even crazier was that ever since he owed the debt, the Holy Grail had started to collect the debt on its own.
Every day, at every moment, as soon as the faith points entered his account, he would immediately confiscate them and use them to make up for the debt.
Now, the Holy Grail had become a transparent funnel. No matter how much faith points were poured in from the top, they would be instantly swallowed up by the bottom, ensuring that there would not be a single penny left in his pocket.
If it was not for this super awkward situation, Chen Guang could totally rely on the custom-made world within a cup to take a shortcut, and casually use a custom-made world within a cup that was especially easy to achieve.
For example, he could first learn the Third Order Rubik's Cube Blind Twisting in the Special Training Cup Intermediate Realm, and then directly scam some of the more popular variety shows such as "The Most Powerful Melon Seeds", "Challenge the Impossible", "Huaxia's Got Talent", or the original Central TV Guinness, and now the new show "Huaxia's 5,000 Years of Ultimate Skills".
At that time, with the astonishing hand speed of his Qilin Arm and the special training ability of the world within a cup, he could directly compress the world record from nearly 20 seconds to less than one second!
Coupled with the live broadcast of variety shows, he could achieve the effect of exploding people's eyes on the spot. Then, with crazy publicity and hype regardless of the cost, he would be able to create a Spirit God Statue in less than a month.
Although the current upper limit of the Spirit God Statue's production capacity was only about 50,000 or so, no matter how small a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat. Many a little makes a mickle, and he would eventually be able to make up for the shortfall.
Unfortunately, his heart was higher than the sky, and his life was thinner than paper. He was full of ideals, but reality was too cruel. He lost as much faith points as he collected. Right now, he couldn't even enjoy the 600,000 beggar version of the Spirit God Custom Cup Intermediate Realm.
The damned Holy Grail was even more shameless than the bank. At the very least, the bank collected a mortgage payment once a month, but the Holy Grail paid at all times!
Because of this, other than setting up two Spirit God Statues as soon as possible, whether or not Chen Guang could survive depended on the heavens. It was purely a gamble with his life.
A good face meant a good life, and a good life meant that he could live.
But he couldn't just close his eyes and wait for death without putting in some effort, right?
Forget it, he would do his best and leave it to the heavens.
In short, he only had 730 days left. Every wasted day, the possibility of him successfully repaying the loan would be lower, and he would be one step closer to death.
This was not a drill, nor was it a joke!
Now that Teacher Zhuo was back, he had also set up a strategy to rely on Teacher Zhuo to more reasonably throw out the five god-level new photocatalyst formulas. But this matter must be done quickly. He didn't have much time to continue to waste time in Tongshan Industrial Factory.
Although money was good and face was important, it was not as practical as faith points. Now that this situation had occurred, he couldn't care less about one thing and lose sight of the other. He had to distinguish between priorities.
But Tongshan Industrial Factory's front line was still very long, and it couldn't be done overnight. Knowing the formula was one thing, putting the formula into practice and turning the data on paper into a real product was another.
He had to find a way through Teacher Zhuo to contact reliable large laboratories at home and abroad to solve the problem of industrial production and application.
Tongshan Industrial Factory was so large that the demand for photocatalysts was not small. It was impossible to produce a single milligram.
However, the synthetic materials of photocatalysts were not only expensive, but also extremely difficult to obtain. Even if you waved a cheque, you might not be able to buy it. The equipment and equipment needed for synthesis were extremely high-end, representing the world's most advanced scientific research level. Money couldn't be used.
Just like the world's first ion collider in China, advanced equipment represented monopolized scientific research resources. Even if a high school student was found to use this collider, he could sort out a set of data based on the observation results, and casually write a paper that could be published in an SCI journal. It was more useful than a PhD student writing a paper for half a year.
Although Chen Guang's formula was ready-made and his theoretical knowledge was hundreds of years ahead of the world, the synthesis method was under the unspoken rules of the Heavenly Holy Grail. It just happened to be stuck at the limit of the level of modern science and technology. It was the energy efficiency limit of the world's most advanced photocatalyst synthesis equipment.
Unfortunately, this set of equipment was not in China. It happened to be in the world's first photocatalyst laboratory, Prince Laboratory, which Zhuo Jingsi had just offended.
So far, Chen Guang did not know about this situation. He was still immersed in his own troubles. Otherwise, it would only be more painful for him.
How should I tell her, explain to her, make her believe in my formula, and immediately throw away the weak project results in her hands and turn to the implementation of my five god-level formulas?
She doesn't even trust my basic level now. If I directly throw her five formulas, she must think that I am crazy and will not take it seriously at all, right?
This was really the blissful trouble of a genius.
His knowledge and ability were too far beyond this era. His realm and level were too far beyond his age, so it was too difficult to win people's trust in what he said and the ability he showed, especially this kind of knowledge.
If he was an old man in his sixties or seventies and became an old master in the eyes of others, let alone taking out five photocatalyst formulas, even if he proposed a new theory today and pushed the theoretical level of contemporary quantum mechanics forward by twenty years, or if he came up with a new set of technology tomorrow and conquered the treatment of cancer or AIDS, others would not question too much.
Even if there was controversy, at least others would not take it seriously. At most, they would question him and carry out scientific verification of his theory.
As long as his knowledge and theory itself had no problems and could stand up to scrutiny and test, after others completed verification and practice, all doubts would slowly disappear.
Science was not like politics, where what was right was right and what was wrong was wrong. It was much simpler.
What should I say now?
I can't hurt her self-esteem. It's a headache.
After leaving the Tongshan Industrial Factory, the two people with their own thoughts went straight to the hotel without saying a word.
The atmosphere was not awkward. It was just that they had something on their minds.
After arriving, Zhuo Jingsi didn't let Chen Guang help her up. "It's okay. I'm not that weak. I'm in good spirits."
Zhuo Jingsi smiled and waved her hand, forcing herself to look energetic.
She really didn't want to admit that she was pretending to be energetic so that Chen Guang wouldn't take pity on her and force her to sleep the moment they reach the hotel.
Although she was conflicted, she really wanted something to happen.
Her legs were getting weaker and her face was slowly getting redder.
After taking two steps, Zhuo Jingsi staggered again and almost fell to the ground.
Chen Guang supported her. "How are you in good spirits? Forget it. I was going to talk to you tonight about why the photocatalyst you brought back didn't work, but it seems like there's no chance. When we get up, you should sleep first. We'll talk about everything tomorrow. "
Chen Guang sighed in his heart. Although he was really in a hurry and didn't want to waste a day, it seemed that there was no other way. He couldn't be too selfish. Teacher Zhuo was too tired.
She had to rest.
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