Chapter 1111

Of course, Lin Beichen has no interest in making money.

The biggest regret is to get the death mobile phone and hang it all the way.

If he had a choice, he would like to be an ordinary otaku. After all, the happiest time in his life is to lie in bed and watch ghost animals at station B every day, while playing with cats and dogs to watch movies

Ah, happy times are always gone forever.

Lin Beichen's general business plan is to settle Qinglei's mother and daughter, and to accumulate some wealth to feed death's mobile phone.

After all, this mobile phone is the biggest gold gobbler.

Who knows if the next hardware upgrade will directly use Shenshi as the monetary unit and charge with Shenshi?

The so-called prepare for a rainy day.

It's just noon.

After the meal, Lin Beichen and the young woman have a deep and close communication. They learn from each other's strong points to make up for each other's weak points.

Russia.

The Qianlong finally came in a hurry.

Let a group of bodyguards wait outside the gate, he went straight to the yard.

"Boss, God, God..."

The young master of the golden xunlu family yelled as soon as he entered.

But see standing beside Lin Beichen green bud, he immediately subconsciously convergence voice, did not continue to say.

Qinglei is a very intelligent woman.

"I'll prepare some tea and fruit."

She turned to leave.

Lin Beichen took Qinglei's little hand and said, "it's OK. You stay here and just listen to what we're planning."

When Qianlong saw this scene, he immediately realized that in the heart of the eldest, this gorgeous young woman had a place of her own.

He took a short time to sit down and have a sip of tea, and immediately adjusted the positioning and judgment of several people's relationship.

"Boss, sister-in-law..."

Qianlong first said hello, and then said: "boss, the medicine you gave me has a remarkable effect. There are 36 clinical experimenters in total... Yes, the 18 people who used [Beichen cephalosporin] and [Beichen Shenye] after taking the medicine, their symptoms were greatly alleviated, and the petals of flower marks began to disappear in reverse direction..."

Lin Beichen's heart moved.

It's [ceflorine] and [oseltamivir] that work.

In other words, in the judgment of mobile phones, the symptoms of "flower mark" are actually biased towards virus infection.

According to the direction of antiviral treatment, you can buy drugs on the Taobao app.

"Another group, no effect?"

Lin Beichen inherits Science

The spirit of learning, asked.

The Dragon nodded.

Lin Beichen said: "I know. Pay close attention to it. If there are cured cases, let me know as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, boss. I'm watching myself now."

Qianlong excitedly said: "I have handled the withdrawal of the divine selection competition, and all my energy has been put on this aspect. There will be no mistake."

What is it?

Lin Beichen was surprised.

"The God chooses the big match, also may withdraw from the match?"

It was the first time he heard that.

"Of course."

Qianlong was also surprised and said, "boss, do you not carefully look at the rules of the competition? As long as you are not on the field, you can withdraw from the competition at any time, and you will keep your achievements."

"Ah?"

Lin Beichen blinked: "is that so? Ah ha ha... Look, grey machine. "

It's embarrassing.

It also exposed the characteristic of learning dregs that they don't like reading.

"Of course it is."

Qianlong said: "a lot of people just take part in the first few rounds of the divine election competition, take a place, mix up some fame, and stop when it's good. After all, the results can be preserved, and all the major Protoss will admit it. But the death rate of the divine election competition has always been very high. The more dangerous it is, the more dangerous it is. There's no absolute certainty. There's no need to die."

That's how it turned out.

Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows.

No wonder the death rate of the contest is so high, and there are many large families who send their descendants and disciples to participate.

It's just a gold plating.

When they talk, Qinglei on one side is shocked, dull and surprised.

She understood.

Little man and Qianlong are talking about the way to cure the disease of flower mark.

And, indeed, there was hope.

It must be because of ANN, that's why the little man works so hard.

Qinglei's heart was completely conquered.

At this moment, her soul told her that from now on, she would be doomed to cry for the little man, laugh for the little man, and pester with him all her life. No matter what kind of things she met, she would never let him go.

"Well, you two can discuss the next thing."

Lin Beichen gets up.

Business cooperation involves one of his many knowledge blind areas.

He just put forward the idea of closely combining his animal remains, animal sources and medicine. After mentioning it, Qianlong and Qinglei felt that a giant with the ability to become the overlord of the divine world was quietly emerging

It's in its infancy.

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"Niang, you... All the petals on your back have really disappeared..."

"How do you... How do you feel now?" said panghu

The old woman with long silver gray hair said: "I can't believe it... But the poison of [flower mark] in her body seems to be really disappearing. If it doesn't recur, continue to take the medicine, and it will be cured in five days."

"Great, Niang..."

The fat tiger jumped excitedly in place.

"Tomorrow will be the third round of the divine selection contest, a one-on-one battle of life and death on the ancient bridge of the howling abyss."

The silver gray long hair old woman said: "your [ten imperial body respect skill], the first level of the first imperial realm has not yet completely broken through. Seize the time. Only when you enter the first level of the first yellow realm can you hope to win the championship."

"Oh, yes, mother."

"Fat tiger shrunk his head and said:" but, Niang, I think I may not be the boss's opponent

"I know you adore Jian Xiaoyao."

Silver gray long hair old woman: "but you have to remember that no one in this small post is worthy of being your enemy. Sooner or later, you are going to leave this small puddle and go to the real sea. Since you worship him so much, you should regard him as the first person to be defeated on your way to rise."

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Time flies.

The next day.

The melodious Dahuang God bell rings all over the city.

The third round of the divine selection contest begins.

If the first two rounds are still selected, then the third round is the real knockout.

More than 1000 people entered the race, which should have been more than 600 people. As a result, more than 400 people came out alive in the map of the golden desert. As a result, more than 1100 people entered the race. They will compete for life and death one on one on the ancient bridge of the howling abyss.

As long as it is to step on the ancient bridge, it means that someone must fall.

On this bridge, which has been filled with the blood of the warriors of the divine world, it is divided into the high and the low, as well as the life and death.

Catch those who fight and never die.

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