Chapter 4

With that, my father closed the video and was busy working.

At that time, he was seriously ill, but he still insisted on working. The earth times, a giant cross era spacecraft, was built bit by bit in the hands of these workaholics.

Zhang Yuan was dazed at the iron box.

Even after being ridiculed, I still feel reluctant to give up.

Dad's memory has become a little vague, but now it has become clear again, as if it had just been separated yesterday.

That feeling, very sad

After two seconds, he remembered something again and looked at the iron box.

A potion that can increase intelligence!

Really, fake?

Zhang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, frowned and opened the iron box.

He found a small blue glass bottle filled with liquid and a disposable needle.

It's impossible to enhance intelligence. Is there really such black technology in the world?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"If there were, the world would have been full of talents. Doctors are not as good as dogs. No matter how high the price is. "

However, since it was his father's words, it must not be groundless.

Pick up the glass bottle. It is cold under the influence of dry ice. The light blue liquid inside is no more than 3ml.

Zhang Yuan hesitated and wanted to find an organization to test the composition of the liquid. But I'm afraid this thing has timeliness. Once the temperature rises, it may deteriorate and lose its effect.

So, do you want to use it?

Clenched his fist and thought hard for three seconds.

"Let's review it. Although this book is classic, it gives the elementary applications of simulation, numerical method, symbolic calculation, software and system design. The difficult place is still very difficult."

Gradually, he entered a state of high concentration, and a wonderful emotion sprang up in his mind.

When thinking and solving problems, it seems to be overcoming difficult hurdles.

This strong desire for conquest and satisfaction attracted him to keep reading.

Time passed by minute by minute. Until more than 200 pages of books were completely read, Zhang Yuan nodded his head, as if he had a beautiful meal.

A good book, no waste of time!

He stopped his pen, hammered his sour back, and kept recalling what he had learned.

Looked up at the time.

No, it's already three o'clock in the morning. I've been reading for six hours!

Time flies. It's time to go to bed.

wait a minute!

Wisdom... IQ!

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a strong sense of joy welled up in his heart.

In the past, although Zhang Yuan is a diligent and self-discipline good student, he can't be diligent enough to study boring books for six hours in a row, and he doesn't even feel the passage of time.

But now, it seems a little different. The whole book is not only read at one time, but also there is no jam in the middle. Everything seems to be natural.

ha-ha!

It's true!

I'm really smart!

He rolled excitedly in bed