There was a ripple in the air. Ren Baqian appeared in Pingle Park, sitting on a mechanical monster that was made up of various metal parts and had a wheel on each side.
That's right, Ren Baqian brought one back from Earth to show the students what a technological product was.
Even though that bunch of idiots often made him furious, he was still very attentive.
This was because he saw something in those students that he didn't have in the past. The desire to learn. The thirst for knowledge.
Even though they were a little stupid and their minds were filled with muscles and sachima, at least they would do their homework every day.
Ren Baqian was very satisfied with this point.
The motorcycle was a cruising prince. It was a Benda Origin Beast that was launched in China last year and weighed more than 170 kilograms. The body of the motorcycle was compact and full of muscles. For the people in this world, it should be full of sci-fi.
He took off two big bags and a box from the back of the motorcycle, checked them, and hung another bag.
Besides the empress's snacks, a thumb drive filled with television dramas, solar street lights, batteries, and solar panels.
After putting everything down, Ren Baqian exerted force with both hands, shouted softly, and picked up the motorcycle to put it down in the courtyard. Then, he put on his sunglasses and stepped on the starting lever. When the motorcycle roared, he had no choice but to stop. A chubby fellow was hugging the motorcycle's tire and rubbing against it.
"Get lost!" Ren Baqian shouted.
Then, another panda eagerly came over and hugged his leg.
"Sir … What kind of monster is this?" The guard outside heard the noise and wanted to come in to ask what was going on. Then, he saw the monster that Ren Baqian was sitting on.
"Take these two fellows away." Ren Baqian waved his hand.
After that guard carried the two pandas by their necks to the side, Ren Baqian stepped on the starting lever, turned the accelerator, and directly drove out of Pingle Park.
"What kind of monster is this?" Just as he left the courtyard, he met a group of guards. The person in front almost pulled out his saber and slashed at him. He was a classic example of a person whose hands reacted faster than his brain.
"Spare him — — spare the motorcycle!" Ren Baqian quickly shouted. He was almost scared to death by that reckless fellow.
That person quickly withdrew his saber.
"Can't you see that I'm up there?" Ren Baqian clenched his teeth.
"Sir Ren!" The five guards quickly cupped their hands. "When I heard the roar and saw this thing, I thought it was a monster. Sir Ren, please don't blame me."
Ren Baqian gritted his teeth. This bunch of muscleheads.
The few of them looked at Ren Baqian, who had ground two black gemstones into thin slices and hung them in front of his eyes. Recently, many adults seemed to like these things very much. Every day, they would look up at the sky with these things on their heads.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the motorcycle that Ren Baqian was sitting on. "Sir Ren, what is this?"
"This is my new ride. Make way, make way. Let me show you." Ren Baqian and the rest made way for them. Then, he stepped on the accelerator and sped off with a roar.
"What monster?"
"Spare the chariot …"
The same voice came from afar.
The guards were still in a daze. What exactly was Sir Ren's new mount? They didn't have legs. Instead, they were two things that looked like carriage tires.
"This item is extraordinary!" someone said enviously.
The others nodded in agreement.
This mount was much more powerful than riding a horned cow.
Along the way, Ren Baqian was almost killed a few times. He was so angry that he cursed out loud.
Fortunately, when he arrived at Yangxin Palace Hall, he carried the empress's snacks in. The empress was still watching television. Recently, she had been obsessed with it.
In the past, when she had nothing to do, she would call for two musicians. Ever since she had a laptop, the few musicians in the palace were almost out of work.
"What was that sound just now?" the empress turned her head and asked. That sound was inexplicably familiar.
"A motorcycle." Ren Baqian smiled and opened his bag. He took out two bottles of wine and placed them at the side. Then, he took out the empress's favorite ice cream and said, "It's still cold and hasn't melted."
The empress took the ice cream, wrinkled her nose slightly, and looked very satisfied.
"Dang dang dang dang, and your favorite popcorn!" Ren Baqian took out two buckets of popcorn from his bag and instantly appeared in the empress's hands.
Following which, the empress stuffed all kinds of chocolates and candies into the cracks of the sofa.
In the past, he didn't pay much attention to these things. Now, Ren Baqian finally knew where the empress usually hid her snacks.
He took out a few packets of potato chips, placed the empty bag at the side, and sat on the sofa.
His fingers intertwined as if they were dancing on the sofa. The moment he touched the empress's palm, he heard a slap.
Ren Baqian nonchalantly touched the back of his hand. He couldn't remember who once said, "Get used to being beaten and beaten."
This sentence was very reasonable.
"You said that there might be salt in the mountains." The empress suddenly thought of this problem after watching a television series for a while and seeing the dishes on the television series. Salt was still very important to Dayao. The price of salt in Dayao had always been limited by people.
"Let's wait for another month. First, teach them some basic knowledge, then bring them for an outing in the mountains." Ren Baqian thought for a while and said. Now that he had just gotten on the right track, he really didn't want to abandon this group of students and run into the mountains.
It would be better to wait for another month until the beginning of March. At that time, he would be able to demonstrate a chemistry experiment to them.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the lake was as he imagined it to be.
"Those people in the south are being dishonest again. A few days ago, we found a lot of crossbows made in the Yun Nation and chopped off the heads of more than 300 people. However, this matter isn't over yet," the empress said faintly with a trace of killing intent in her voice.
Ren Baqian rubbed his head. He had long heard about the situation in the south from the empress. He also had some ideas, but it required time.
He still had to go and see for himself.
"Let's put this matter aside for now. If there are any disobedient people, we can just chop them off. In any case, we have to chop them off sooner or later. It's not a pity to chop off those fools who exposed themselves so easily. The rest are those who are honest or well-hidden. I will see how to deal with them when the time comes. "
Ren Baqian was a little hesitant. Should he kidnap an elite MLM from Earth? Those guys were definitely much stronger than him in this aspect.
However, that kind of person was a double-edged sword. If used well, the problem in the south would be easily solved. If not, it might cause even more trouble.
Ren Baqian also felt that kidnapping a monk could have the same effect. However, it was also a double-edged sword.
He wondered what would happen if he set up a religion in the south.
It seemed that the effect would be better and it would be easier to control.
If he combined the MLM model with religion, the effect would be fast and it would be easy to control.
Furthermore, if he thought about it in the long run, this kind of religion could also dissolve the antagonism between the aboriginals and the Hao Nation's immigrants.
As for what this religion would become after his death, according to Ren Baqian's opinion, the future generations would have their own blessings.
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