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    Few people come to the laboratory on the Xingtian ship. It's not that others are prohibited from entering, but there are various horrific legends circulating on the ship. The legends have basis. After each battle, the enemy's mutilated corpses are collected and sent to the convenience store.  It's a laboratory.  Dr. Blair is the chief medical officer on the ship. He often goes to the infirmary to treat soldiers. The expression on his face covered by a mask is unclear, but the love for human tissues revealed in his eyes is frightening.

    In the culture cabins around the laboratory, the organs of the Zerg that have been separated from the body still have a certain degree of activity, moving slowly in the thick liquid. Some compound eyes will even drag a tail-like blood vessel close to the inner wall of the culture cabin, like  Do your best to see what's going on outside.

    Ryan withdrew his gaze and focused on the movements of his hands. He cut the big fish head in half, washed it, put it on a large round plate, covered it with chopped pepper and other seasonings, and put it in the steamer.  Dr. Blair's laboratory is very complete with all kinds of kitchen utensils, but looking at this doctor, he does not look like someone who can cook. These kitchen utensils are more like

    Ryan stopped his wandering thoughts in time, closed the steamer and cooked three or four more dishes.  After finishing the work at hand and waiting for the steamed, roasted or stewed dishes to be cooked, Ryan looked at Alston and looked at Blair by the way. They were looking at the things brought from u167 to completely change this planet.  Planet-worthy stuff.

    "This is a fungus that is non-toxic and edible. It is rich in mineral elements, amino acids, and multiple vitamins Oh my God, what kind of magic mushroom is this? It is the most nutritious and edible plant that I know of.  The most comprehensive one is simply a concentrated nutrient, and" Blair brought the cut cross-section of the fungus close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it with enjoyment, "The smell has a woody fragrance, and maybe it will change after cooking.  .¡±

    Auston stood on one side, holding an unnamed fungus with his slender fingers. It was black and an irregular sphere, with a white snowflake pattern on its cross-section after being cut open.

    "Just being rich in nutrients is not enough to improve the evaluation level of u167." He said it was very impressive, and he did not attach unusual importance to these fungi because they were discovered by Ryan.

    Ryan was about to explain when the machine beeped and a piece of paper with lines drawn in various colors was slowly spit out. Blair took it over and looked at it and his eyes widened in surprise, "No, Auston, I think it should be  Pay more attention to the development of u167."

    "Why?" Auston walked to Blair's side and looked at the test note together.

    Blair excitedly showed the data strip to Alston, "There is actually ¦Õ3 in it."

    In the interstellar age, human beings are exposed to cosmic radiation, which is often accompanied by genetic instability. The direct consequence is a decrease in fertility.  Even for the most genetically matched couple, having a child is a matter of continuous hard work and luck given by God.

    Genetic instability caused by radiation is medically known as ¦Õ3 element deficiency. The incidence rate in the entire empire is over 30%. The incidence rate among soldiers who have been floating in space all year round is even 50%. It is a trouble.  A disease that affects the entire empire and affects the future of mankind.

    "The content is 0.6 micrograms per 500 grams." Only professionals can understand those undulating lines. What Auston saw was the final summary.

    "Don't underestimate this 0.6 microgram. The standard content of ¦Õ3 element in a normal human body is between 0.255 microgram and 0.3 microgram. This small mushroom contains more than human beings."

    Auston immediately understood the value, "Star of Hope!"

    "Yes, Star of Hope. The Western Legion discovered a kind of octopus in the ocean of this planet. Each ton can extract 1 microgram of ¦Õ3 element, so it was named Star of Hope by the empire." Blair turned the little bacteria on his hand.  Ball, "The fungus ball discovered by u167 is much more powerful than those hard-to-catch octopuses."

    On the Star of Hope, only wild deep-sea giant octopuses have ¦Õ3 elements. Artificially cultivated ones have lost this characteristic and can only be beaten into paste to make nutrients with strange tastes.

    "Ryan, tell me about the process of discovering the fungus ball." As the head coach of the legion, Auston has already begun planning the development of u167.  He looked at Ryan, who was standing at the table. He was a gentle and shy man with black hair and brown eyes. He was still wearing a military uniform from ground operations. The neat and simple style made him look more capable and sassy, ??but his eyes were as gentle as ever.  .

    Under the gaze of Auston, Ryan told the whole process of discovering the fungus ball.  On the way back, we passed a dry river with dry cracks crisscrossing the river. The widest crack was three fingers wide. The place under your feet was the most easily overlooked place. Ryan was attentive and good at observing. When the crack was three meters from the ground,  ten centimetersUnleash more of your potential.  Derrick persuaded, "As a warrior, you should go deep into the battlefield and shed your blood and blood to protect your country."  "

    After listening to what he said, Ryan expressed his opinion, "Sorry, I have no plans to enter the operations department."

    "Why?" Could it be that he was exercising and working hard to improve his individual soldier abilities just to enter the battlefield?

    Ryan said: "My current goal is to become a mecha restorer."

    "Is it possible to become a restorer code-named Zero?"

    Ryan is reserved. This is what he thinks in his heart, but Derrick reveals it.  Pursing his lips, Ryan said nothing, but not speaking was tantamount to acquiescence.

    Derrick slapped his forehead, "The combat brigade can also fight side by side with the general."

    "Sorry, I have made up my mind."

    "I won't give up." Derrick didn't say that it was too difficult to become a dedicated restorer. It would be easier to change jobs.  "I also wish you success."

    "Thanks."

    Before leaving, Derrick said: "Ryan, with your ability, you shouldn't be assigned to the kitchen."

    Ryan smiled faintly, "I offended my classmates unintentionally." Because he was too good in school, he was tricked into joining the army after graduation and became a member of the kitchen.  His family had no power and power, so they only owned a small planting star. They had no way to find a way to change places for themselves, and they had no way to protest, so they could only bear it.

    Derrick understood instantly and held Ryan's shoulders comfortingly, "The Xingtian Ship, under the leadership of the general, is fair and just. But it is inevitable that there will be strife among people. If you are in trouble, come to me. Although I have a military rank,  It¡¯s not a big job, it¡¯s not a high-level position, but it has some connections, so I¡¯ll definitely help if I can.¡±

    "Thanks."

    "My brothers don't need to be so polite." After a few days of getting along, Derrick and Ryan have become brothers. "Okay, there's no need to send him off."

    Derrick went out and returned to the floor where his military branch was located. On the way to the elevator, he met General Alston.

    "General!" Derrick stood aside and saluted. When the general passed by, he muttered to himself, "What is the general doing here on the logistics floor? The only people in this direction are going to Ryan's dormitory. Could it be that he was looking for Ryan? I  What are you thinking, how is it possible, Ryan and the general have only met twice, and it can't be because of that bowl of noodles." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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