Five o'clock in the morning.

Du Gang took Yingxiao and a few others to a lawn in the wetland park.

My body has indeed improved significantly recently, but I still don’t have a clear understanding of how much it has strengthened.

So he has to conduct a test to see what level he is at.

After a series of tests on speed, strength, explosive power, and reaction speed, the three brothers and sisters of Trump came to a consensus conclusion based on their own experience in their practice.

His overall level is now about five times that of ordinary earthlings, similar to those of practitioners who are about to enter the body refining stage.

As long as you strengthen a little more, you can use medicines and exercises to refine your body with confidence and enter the ranks of practitioners.

But this last point is not easy to improve.

The effect of the big locust legs is getting weaker and weaker for him. It is not very meaningful to continue eating, and there is nothing else to replace it.

If you only rely on running and practicing boxing to improve, it is estimated that it will take several years or even more than ten years.

This made him feel a little sad.

"Can the quasi-emperor-level locust have just a little effect?"

"It's not the end," said Du Trump. "If you can persist in eating a quasi-emperor-level body, you can pass the body refining period at most one Earth year."

"Then why can't I do it?"

"After the last time we fought against Lou Jun, we also noticed something was wrong," Ying Xiao said. "Later, after many discussions and tests, we found that something seemed to be suppressing us in this part of the earth.

"The effect of spiritual power recovery, as well as the use of magic and martial arts is less than one-tenth of the previous ones.

"The suppression of the body is even more powerful. When there is no spiritual power, the body's strength is less than one percent."

"What's suppressing you?" Du Gang asked.

"I don't know," Trump shook his head, "but this seems to be the case with you."

Even if there is no suppression, but you can't find anything to continue to improve, it is a headache.

"My father, we actually have a small thing we don't understand."

"What's up?"

"With our strength, we can completely ignore most of the threats on the earth," Du Trump said. "Then why should we be so careful? Turn the earth into our territory and collect global cultivation materials. Wouldn't it be faster?"

Du Gang shook his head: "I have my own plans."

In fact, he had carefully considered Trump's proposal.

But the key is adventure!

If he goes big now and messes up the earth, once he misses the adventure and there are no resources for cultivation on the earth, wouldn’t he have no place to cry?

Now I have a large fixed income every month, so it’s only a matter of time before I open the company again and fulfill my parents’ last wishes.

So he decided to let Trump and others do everything about making money and starting a company, without having to do everything himself.

Try to restore your previous life trajectory and wait for the adventure that will come at some unknown time.

"From today on the job of making money, Trump will be fully responsible." So he said, "Try to follow the rules of the earth and don't do things that are too outrageous."

"yes."

Trump immediately responded.

He likes this task.

Now that he has some capital, he has long wanted to try the waters in the financial field.

Those important Internet companies, media, energy companies, especially news and public opinion, and information circulation must also be controlled in their hands.

In this way, my father can truly be low-key.

In short, there are many things to do, which are very complicated, but he is full of confidence.

After all, as a generation of understanding kings, no one knows how to make money better than him.

"Eagle Roar, Sce," Du Gang continued to arrange, "You assist Du Trump."

"What about your safety?"

"I am responsible for this. I am no longer an ordinary person with no power," Du Gang patted Da Hei's head, "Besides, Da Hei is with me, what else can I worry about?"

Of course, this is not that Du Gang is too confident and ignores his own safety.

Instead, he felt that the less contact with Yingxiao and others, the smaller the deviation of their life trajectory would be, and the chance of missing out on adventures would be greatly reduced.

"Who will be responsible for the company?" asked Du Trump.

"The company will take at least three months, no hurry," Du Gang said, "When the time comes, Uncle Liu is responsible for management and Song Zimo is responsible for research, it will be almost done. Today I will find an opportunity to tell him."

As soon as he heard that the second senior brother was in charge, the three brothers and sisters of Trump were relieved.

I can’t find many people in the entire universe who can compare with him in terms of elixirs and poisons.

It's a bit stunning and scary.

...

Song Zimo stayed up all night last night and didn't plan to go to bed in the morning.

I have been studying the big locust for several days, and I have been collecting Ouyang Xiaoxiao's data.

But unfortunately, he has not yet developed any results.

Today is Sunday, and Dolby Eagle Shaw is going to make health pills, so he plans to visit the production process.

"Yes, come with me."

Yingxiao led Song Zimo into the kitchen with the legs of a bowl of little locusts.

"You won't go to the lab?"

"We don't have a lab," Ying Xiao put the bowl on the stove, "all the health pills are made here."

Song Zimo:...

Although it is a Chinese medicine pill, isn’t it too unprotectable to make it in the kitchen?

Even if there is no sterile room, at least a clean place should be made?

But the subsequent "production process" surprised him even more.

Eagle roars randomly broke the locust legs, poured them into flour, added sugar, and mint juice... After kneading them a few times, he casually pulled the dough into small pieces, rolled them into small balls, and then fried them in the pot.

What I can’t understand most is that Ying Xiao is actually cooking while making pills.

Let’s see if the stewed soup is ready, and then use hot water to make some fungus, soak some vermicelli, etc.

Song Zimo felt like he was about to collapse.

Is this a fucking pill or cooking?

Even if the kitchen is clean, would you please rub the balls to the same size?

Too unscientific and unrigorous.

Headache.

"How is it?" At some point, Du Gang also walked into the kitchen.

"A thousand words are not enough to express my horror."

"Haha, it's a bit casual," Du Gang smiled, "but who made us not professional? How about it, do you want to think about it, quit your job and come to me to develop?"

Song Zimo wanted to agree at once, but suddenly thought of a very serious problem. He signed a confidentiality agreement with the company and was not allowed to enter any pharmaceutical-related industry within two years of resignation.

In other words, if the company knows that he is doing research here, he will be legally responsible.

But he was absolutely reluctant to refuse Du Gang's invitation.

what to do?

Seeing him pondering, Du Gang asked, "Is the big locust very magic?"

"yes."

This is undeniable.

"Tell me this way," Du Gang said, "If you come to me, there will be more magical things for you to study in the future than the big locusts."

“How many are there?”

"Maybe you can't be busy."

"I'll do it!"

Song Zimo felt that there was no need to hesitate.

Not everyone has the lucky one to meet this kind of common sense that cannot be understood. There are more to study. If you don’t come, you will be brainless.

As for the confidentiality agreement, there is something hidden, and it is enough not to sign the future results, and there is always a way.

"But I have a requirement." Song Zimo said.
To be continued...