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Chapter 92

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After all, Luo Nan had learned from Yan Hong's mistakes and had considered the problem of plagiarism.

But the Wilderness Explorers Society wasn't the academic world after all. This place didn't seem to have the soil for academic competition and competition. Instead, practical results were more important.

Plus, the status of psychics was transcendent given the current special circumstances. As long as he stood there and displayed his usefulness, no one would be able to deprive his grandfather of his achievements.

After some consideration, Luo Nan decided to trust Octopus. He simply replied:

"Okay."

Octopus immediately laughed heartily: "Excellent. I'll prepare the power of attorney. The Society will use the same format and there will be two notaries. Each of us will choose one. Who are you going to choose? Your secretary? "

Luo Nan finally felt completely at ease after hearing Octopus take the initiative to talk about this. He thought of He Yueyin's temperament and status. She was indeed the most suitable to be a notary and so he expressed his agreement.

The family had already gotten in the car and drove out of the sanatorium. Luo Nan was still sitting in the front seat. He turned his head to look at the building that was gradually turning blood red under the setting sun. He was speechless for a time.

A moment later, he transmitted to Octopus: "My grandfather is here. I'll leave him in your care."

Octopus naturally patted his chest in guarantee: "Relax! I never knew there was such a great god by my side. Now I know. From now on, he is my grandfather! I will definitely take good care of him in the morning and evening. "

"...... My grandfather's current state. Cough. You don't need to pay too much attention to him." Luo Nan was really worried that Octopus would get hot-headed and grab his grandfather like a treasure to interrogate him.

"I understand. I understand. It's not good to disturb the old man in his current state. Then can you hurry up and let me see the old man's notes?"

Octopus was in a highly excited state right now. His thoughts jumped extremely fast: "Oh right. I just heard you say that a portion of the old man's notes were lost. That's easy. We can jointly issue a mission later. As long as we set the reward high, like one honor point for one notebook, do you believe that even President Ouyang will be mobilized? Don't worry about not having enough points. I can share the burden. As long as it's related to medicine, give me a complete copy and I'll pay in full. Okay? "

Luo Nan also smiled as Octopus enthusiastically described the situation. But soon, he changed the topic to something else:

"Oh right. Bro Octopus, let me ask you again. For ability users, as long as their self-logic is complete and can be verified, it doesn't matter how crazy they are. Is that right?"

"Of course! Look at the 'Gods', 'Saints', and 'Primogenitors' of those secret sects. Their abilities to manifest their divinity are too against the rules. They can't even be stopped. "

Octopus Bro concluded, but immediately after, he felt that something was wrong, and quickly added, "Yes, yes, more important than logic is verification, verification! If you can't interfere with the real world, then you're mentally ill. If you think you can interfere with the real world, then you're severely mentally ill … F * ck, I think what I've told you this afternoon is the content of the intermediate seminar. It's beyond the syllabus. Don't let your imagination run wild! "

Octopus lived up to his reputation of working in a mental sanatorium. He was extremely sensitive to relevant issues. He was really worried that Luo Nan would let his imagination run wild and act without any scruples. At Luo Nan's age and with his occupation as a psychic, the possible problems that could arise were far too serious.

Luo Nan laughed when he saw that Octopus had the intention to continue exhorting him: "Relax Bro Octopus. I know that the most important task for me right now is to temper my body and realize a balance between my mind and body. Then I'll use the dual channels of my mind and body to slowly experience this world and gradually form an answer … … I don't need to be in a hurry to explain this world, right?"

"Okay!"

Octopus didn't know that most of Luo Nan's words were pointers from He Yueyin. He immediately let out a sigh of relief and praised loudly: "Excellent. Kid, you have the perception. You should do this step by step in a down-to-earth manner. Right now, your body really is lacking in polishing. But it doesn't matter. You're still in puberty!

"Wait until the matter with the Human-Faced Arachnid is over. I'll find you a set of training methods in the direction of mental strengthening. You'll definitely be able to achieve a balance before your body stops developing in a few years. When that time comes, you should be able to rely on the foundation laid down by the old man to become an Awakened.

"Oh right. I'll send you my notes from the junior seminar in a bit. You can refer to them first. There are a lot of very basic things in there. But these things will still be useful even if you become an Extraordinary. "

Luo Nan took a deep breath: "Thanks a lot, Bro Octopus."

Luo Nan chatted with Octopus about a few basic topics before cutting off the connection. He looked at the sky outside right now. It had already irreversibly fallen into an even deeper darkness. The street lights on both sides of the high-speed magnetic track were like two dragons of light without heads or tails. They extended and danced in the darkness. They seemed to merge together at the corner, but they separated in the blink of an eye. They were incomparably harmonious and synchronized, but they were never able to stick together.

Luo Nan leaned against the back of the chair and stared blankly at the reflections of the two dragons of light.

"One is Grandpa. The other is me … …"

"What?"

Mrs. Luo Shuqing, who was sitting in the back seat, was extremely sensitive to Luo Nan's soliloquy. In fact, Luo Nan hadn't spoken a single word ever since he got on the car. He maintained a long period of silence. This made her raise her vigilance.

Luo Nan turned his head and saw that his Aunt was clearly very nervous, but she was doing her best to maintain a calm posture.

He thought for a bit and spoke in a low voice: "Aunt. Give me a precise answer. Grandpa … … How much longer?"

Luo Shuqing's face was instantly filled with astonishment. Then she used an even more obvious frown to conceal it. Her voice was deliberately suppressed to be deep:

"What are you letting your imagination run wild!"

Luo Nan took a deep breath: "Two years?"

"I told you not to let your imagination run wild!"

"One year?"

"Luo Nan!"

Luo Shuqing suddenly raised her voice, causing Mo Peng's body to go rigid to the side. His uncle never turned his head. It was as if he hadn't heard a thing. He was acting as a driver for show.

Luo Nan let out a long breath, stabilizing the surging emotions in his heart. He also did his best to steady his voice: "Grandpa has feelings for my painting … …"

"What are you talking about?" Luo Shuqing felt that Luo Nan's train of thought was very strange.

Luo Nan lowered his head and opened the notebook. He flipped to the page of the prison building and showed it to his Aunt: "Grandpa had feelings for this painting this morning. Isn't that right, Brother Peng?"

Mo Peng's entire body felt uncomfortable when he heard Luo Nan take the initiative to call him "Brother". This was a fucking threat, but he still nodded. Of course, he had to keep his words like "It was this painting that made the old man go crazy" to his stomach.

Luo Shuqing took the notebook and looked at the chaotic lines that had other meanings. Her eyebrows furrowed even tighter. She closed the notebook. She didn't want to look too much, so as to avoid being disturbed in her train of thought: "Just say it. What do you mean in the end?"

"I want to draw a painting. I want Grandpa to see it. I want to draw a painting that will make him truly happy … … Make him happy! This isn't easy. I need time, but I just don't know how much time I have! "

Luo Nan turned his chair to sit face to face with Luo Shuqing. Their gazes met: "I need to draw up a schedule for my plan. So I hope Aunt can give me accurate information to use as a reference … … With the identity of Luo Yuandao's eldest son and grandson, is that okay?"

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