When Midsummer Night returned to his residence, he felt a little excited. This feeling was similar to when he was about to sneak into the enemy's camp to carry out a decapitation operation.
The same trembling all over, and the same … peeing like rain!
After coming out of the bathroom, Midsummer Night finally calmed down. He felt a little self-deprecating.
In the end, he was still an otaku. After coming to this world of blood and fire, his hands were inevitably stained with blood.
However, it was far from time to erase the excitement in his bones when he encountered something big.
The familiar sound of the disassembling machine sounded. Only then did Midsummer Night completely calm down.
To be honest, in this strange yet familiar world, the familiar sound of the disassembling machine gave him the greatest degree of comfort.
[Announcement!]
[Item disassembling successful!]
[Genetic knowledge * 1]
[Disassembling machine experience + 1]
[Disassembling complete. Do you want to retrieve it immediately?]
"Retrieve!"
Midsummer Night felt the voice in his head getting a little excited.
Then, a book that was almost the same as the one produced by the disassembling machine appeared in Midsummer Night's hands.
He reached out and clapped. The next moment, Midsummer Night's mind was filled with a lot of knowledge that he had never understood before.
"It actually works?"
Midsummer Night's eyes widened. He suddenly felt that it would be great if he had this thing before he transmigrated.
He would have become a CEO, married a fair, rich, and beautiful woman, and reached the peak of his life.
The disassembling continued!
Ten minutes later, the books that Midsummer Night bought were all disassembled.
He discovered an interesting phenomenon …
First of all, when disassembling a book, he didn't get a 'disassemble equipment' prompt, but a 'disassemble item' prompt.
Secondly, regardless of whether the book was new or old, the disassembling result was * 1!
There must be a pattern in this, but Midsummer Night couldn't figure out what this pattern was.
What was the difference between items and equipment?
However, he didn't seek to understand it. It was fine as long as he could get practical benefits.
There was no point in getting to the bottom of it. Even if he knew the pattern, he wouldn't be able to gain much.
In total, he had obtained a total of 12 books of genetic knowledge.
After absorbing everything, Midsummer Night didn't know what level he had reached.
In any case, he felt like an old professor who had been researching in the field of genetics for many years. All kinds of knowledge were about to overflow.
"Alright, this might be an illusion."
As Summer Night thought of this, he suddenly remembered the documents scattered all over the floor in Dr. Erskine's room.
His memory had been strengthened by the Fighting Soul and had reached a terrifying level.
Now that he thought about it, it was actually vivid in his mind.
They were equations, theoretical foundations, and so on.
Combining the knowledge in his mind, Xia Zhi Ye picked up the pen and paper on the table and subconsciously scribbled on the paper. He also wrote down a few conjecture formulas, but in the end, he stared at himself like a mosquito coil.
"Let's sleep, let's sleep …"
Midsummer Night yawned and couldn't write anymore. He threw the pen in his hand on the table, threw himself on the bed, and went to sleep.
Perhaps because of the large amount of knowledge, Midsummer Night felt that his head was a bit swollen.
This sleep was deep enough that all perception of the outside world was on strike.
When he woke up in the morning, he didn't know when there was another person in the room …
The person's back was facing him. He stood in front of the table, holding two pieces of paper in his hand and looking at them carefully. It was as if he wanted to memorize every piece of data.
"Not good!!!"
Midsummer Night was shocked. Not good!
This is Dr. Erskine!
Why aren't you resting in your room early in the morning? What are you doing here?
Are you really used to sleeping early and waking up early?
And … aren't you holding the thing I wrote yesterday?
Even he was confused after he finished writing "Summer's Night". To Dr. Erskine, this was definitely nonsense!
It's over!
Midsummer Night lamented in his heart. He wanted to improve his knowledge of genetics first.
Then, intentionally or unintentionally, he would show off in front of Dr. Erskine, letting him 'discover' that he actually had knowledge in this area. Then, Dr. Erskine would naturally bring him into the academic field!
But now?
In the eyes of Professor Erskine, what he had written was definitely worthless!
All his dreams were shattered!
With this level, it was impossible for Dr. Erskine to look at him in a different light.
While he was thinking, Dr. Erskine had already turned his head. When he saw Midsummer Night looking at him without any focus, he suddenly said a bit awkwardly, "I knocked on the door."
"Ah?
Oh, it's okay, it's okay … Doctor, you're up early. "
Midsummer Night laughed and thought about quickly changing the topic to make Dr. Erskine forget his' doodle '.
"You wrote this?"
Dr. Erskine did not answer at all. He directly waved the two pieces of paper in his hand.
Midsummer Night's face darkened. What could he do now?
He could only nod and smiled bitterly, "It's just … an essay, an essay … I've been self-studying in this area recently. Sorry for making a fool of myself."
"You learned it recently?"
Dr. Erskine looked at the paper in his hand, then shook his head and said, "Colonel Phillips's evaluation of you is unfair. In his words, you are an arrogant child who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Because of the early death of your parents, you are even a bit cynical.
But now it seems that not only are you active and brave on the battlefield, but you are also tireless in your thirst for knowledge.
And … you are too modest! "
Dr. Erskine came to Midsummer Night's side, sat on the bed and said, "To be honest, I'm too surprised!
I didn't expect you to be reading books in this area and self-studying.
In fact, these few pieces of paper have subverted my understanding of you!
Xia, do you know?
You're a genius!!! "
I'm a f * cking genius, and I need someone else to tell me!!!??
Midsummer Night's face was filled with confusion.
"If I hadn't immersed myself in the relevant knowledge for more than ten years, I wouldn't be able to write such data!"