Now I have no mind, "Why didn't I hear the drums?"

Wang Yu was speechless, "I have been knocking for a long time, you are laughing by yourself."

"Oh." Zhao Wei's old face turned red, "Let's go, take a look!"

Wang Sheng is here, or in other words, not only Wang Sheng, but almost all the people from Zhizhiyuan in Diaoyu City have come here, including Liu Derou, Alaowading and others.

After learning that Kublai Khan led several major khanates to siege the Americas, Zhao Wei decided to let the Zhizhiyuan move here.

First of all, this will be the focus in the next few years, and Zhizhi Academy's technology will also help.

Secondly, Sichuan is just a few lonely cities after all, and it has too much limitation. Some special materials needed have to be used from the Yuan-occupied area, which is troublesome.

But America is different. There are all things you need in your own land. Many resources that are not available in the Central Plains are also sufficient, which is more conducive to the development of Zhizhi Academy.

When I arrived at the pier, I saw a large flying boat docked at the shore. Wang Sheng, A Lao and others were getting off the boat.

Zhao Wei quickly met him. Old Ah walked in front and was about to say hello to King Ning. Who would have thought that Zhao Wei went directly over him and came with a bear hug with Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng has become much white, the kind of white that has not seen the sun for a long time.

"Fuck!" Zhao Wei was not polite at all, "You are here! I don't dare to leave the city without you by my side!"

"Ha." Wang Sheng also laughed, "I can't accompany you out of the city even if I come!" There was a little loneliness in his tone.

He is no longer Zhao Wei's guard, but an academician who specializes in surgical medicine at Zhizhi Academy. The days when he and Zhao Wei traveled north and south, fighting in and out are gone forever.

Alao Wading, John's talisman curled his lips and looked at the two big men hugging each other. This is really... it's different from closeness. The bad Taoist who fiddled with people was still favored.

Well, don’t forget that the Zhizhiyuan in Diaoyu City is not as harmonious as the craftsmen in Fusang. The "New Song School" and "packing school" have never stopped.

Mr. Ah is not a good person at all, and he is the leader of the packing sect. He immediately despised him, "Your Highness is still as favored as ever!"

"I have been sleeping for several years, and I have copied over a hundred books for His Majesty's collection of Baghdad Wisdom Museum, right? Why don't you see Your Highness so loving?"

"That's it!" John's charlatan also held his stinky feet.

"I have discovered another rare blood type, which further improved the blueprint of hematology. Your Highness is not doing anything!"

"Come on, you!" Zhao Wei shook his chin and was not polite to these people at all. They were all hired for money.

"Old Mr. A can show off his face. You are a charlatan who can only bleed, so why are you blowing?"

"Ahem!!" John said nothing.

Zhao Wei is right. Apart from blood type research, he does not seem to have any future.

Zhao Wei squinted his eyes and looked at them again, and seemed to guess it, and said to Wang Sheng in a low voice: "Why, the surgery is not going well?"

Wang Sheng suffered a lot, and he was no longer free and easy as before. "It's not very...it's not very smooth."

Zhao Wei: "Where are you going? Still playing with someone to death?"

"Not that." Wang Sheng shook his head, "I have used a knife on several patients with mortal intestinal abscess, but..."

“But how?”

John over there gloatingly replied, "But... ten deaths are alive!"

Zhao Wei: "..."

Wang Sheng also smiled bitterly, "There is no way, I don't know what went wrong, and no one survived."

"Oh!" But someone sighed behind him, and Zhao Youqin came over.

He first met Zhao Wei, and then said to Wang Sheng: "I think this matter still doesn't work. It's hard to survive if you break your stomach! What's more, you have cut your intestines? Otherwise, give up!"

Wang Sheng didn't say anything. This was his current situation. He didn't even have confidence in his own people. He also had the will he was consuming in failures again and again.

Seeing this, Zhao Wei didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, so he simply said, "I can't hurry, how long have you been? It's less than two years?"

"It's still early, take your time!"

"Look back and talk to me about your surgical plan and see if I can help."

Wang Sheng nodded mutely, he actually felt a little ashamed of Zhao Wei.

"Okay!"

Zhao Wei didn't say much, the occasion here was wrong.

He led everyone out of the dock and chatted: "What are the results of this year? I am not here, don't just take money and not work!"

"There are results!" Zhao Youqin rushed up, "I have created the telescope!"

"Oh!" Zhao Wei's eyes lit up, "Really!?"

"real!!"

As he spoke, Zhao Youqin took out something, a long tube.

Zhao Wei leaned in front of him and saw that it was covered in white, but he still couldn't see clearly.

Subconsciously, I put my hands closer, and sure enough, I could see them all very clearly.

I was speechless, "Isn't this still a microscope?"

As a result, Zhao Youqin smiled embarrassedly, and his smile was quite stiff, "Take it... it's wrong."

"opposite......"

Zhao Wei suddenly realized, and when he moved over, he saw... it was a telescope, which was very far away and very clear.

It's just... everything you see is reversed, with a big head facing down, which is a bit awkward.

But that's fine, at least it has the function of a telescope.

He was very happy in his hand, "It's not bad, it's finally made!"

"How are you..."

Halfway through, he suddenly became stunned and stared at the telescope.

Look at this...microscope...

Look at the other end...the telescope...

I suddenly realized, "Isn't this... just dropping the microscope?"

When Zhao Youqin heard this, he felt even more embarrassed.

"Indeed, the microscope before... asked me to put the lens in reverse."

"Cha!!" Zhao Wei was speechless, "This is OK?"

He discovered that something so fucking science is just luck.

Zhao Youqin is lucky, and Wang Wulang from Fusang is also lucky.

He photographed Wang Sheng, "It's okay, you just didn't have luck!"

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I’m a little confused today, so I’ll post a big chapter and take a rest for an afternoon, and I’ll update it tomorrow!
Chapter completed!