The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 458 The Mage's Berserker Dream
"Research Institute for Longevity of Heaven and Earth"

"Is this name legitimate?" An Sheng, with its two paws on the shoulders of the Lin family patriarch and its two hind legs pushing against his back, asked Lin Qi with a strange expression about the research institute's attributes.

In An Sheng's stereotype, the Xia Kingdom was very composed when naming important treasures, and the names were all based on auspicious allusions and classical texts.

But the name "天地同寿"
An Sheng always felt that it had a bit of a nuclear element to it. What if, after he finished signing for the package, the fox turned green and then became a green giant that flew into the sky?

Lin Qi, who was walking towards Lin Ying's house, glanced at the little fox and said with a smile:

"The phrase 'Heaven and Earth live as long as Heaven and Earth' comes from Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters. The phrases 'Heaven and Earth live as long as Heaven and Earth' and 'Sun and Moon shine as brightly' both originate from this. In fact, at the very beginning, the director of the Institute ...

“In the emerging agricultural academy, they also have a national-level research institute called Peony, but the name Peony Research Institute is an abbreviation. The full name is: Research Group of Single Researchers.”

Lin Qi, with a broad smile, began to recount some interesting anecdotes about the early days of the establishment of Xia Guo's top research institute.

A question mark appeared on An Sheng's little fox face.

"There's no need to be surprised. [Spirit Particles] are something new to everyone. No one dares to say they have extensive experience in this field. Basically, everyone is on the same starting line."

Lin Qi spoke with a mix of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing regret, regret, and a touch of unease), saying, "Although the old man has a wealth of life experience, he doesn't have the energy to learn new things in emerging fields."

"In Xia Guoling's cutting-edge basic research, the average age of senior scholars is around forty. If we exclude administrative positions and advisors to the two academies, the average age of scholars may even be reduced to their thirties."

"They are all energetic young people."

"If you see some research institutes that have plenty of funding but little output, their work is probably just research on 'spiritual particle applications'."

When it comes to words like age and energy, Lynch himself has a very deep understanding.

At fifty, he developed mild presbyopia.

At sixty, energy levels decline significantly, and one can clearly feel a lack of strength and a vague sense that one cannot fully comprehend the changes and replacements of new things.

At seventy, perhaps due to rigid thinking or path dependence caused by habitual thinking, he will instinctively feel resistant to some new things. He can only gradually relinquish the clan management work, focus on the big strategy, and choose successors to pass on their experience.

Over the course of ten years, Lin Qi could feel his energy visibly waning. His past injuries were recurring. Although his mental state hadn't changed much, he would occasionally feel a sense of profound change, as if he were clinging to outdated ideas, exuding an air of incongruity.

Rejection of emerging technologies.

Questioning one's own choices.

Ultimately, it turned into a conservative approach that was hesitant and indecisive, and what outsiders perceived as stubbornness and rigidity.

In his most extreme moments, Lynch even considered using his power to stifle some so-called cutting-edge technologies, so that the world's operating rules could still be understood, observed, and controlled by him.

Until
“You have a good understanding of the internal structure of Xia Kingdom!” An Sheng nodded slightly, then asked with a hint of doubt.

"The one who knows you best is always your enemy." Lin Qi smiled dismissively and said, "If there are sheep on the ranch that can't be grazed, the rancher will naturally worry that the lead sheep will butt his lumbar disc."

"Or the lead sheep might organize the other lambs to kill themselves with long knives."

Within the core of the Longevity Club, in the eyes of those new-era landowners, Blue Star was nothing more than a pasture.

They can eat lamb chops whenever they want.

If you want to pinch a sheep's bottom, pinch its pert rump.

However, at one point, a goat wandered into the flock of sheep and gave them a hard time.

and.

The goat really did pick up a stone and smash it against the shepherd's head, knocking out three of his four sharpest canine teeth. Furthermore, it used incentives and division to incite internal conflict within the shepherd's brain. Until...

The shepherd discovered that as long as the goats were ignored, the pasture wouldn't be plagued by Satan, but would be teeming with succubi.
There are no goats.

That doesn't exist; it's just a nightmare you had last night because you were so dizzy from touching a sheep's rear end.

"Wow! You really dare to say that! Aren't you afraid I'll call the police later?"

“I entered the country illegally, so I don’t have any identity. Besides, what does your arrest of Lin Zhe have to do with me, Lin?”

When faced with the joke thrown by Master Fuli, Master Lin happily caught it and immediately threw out the old joke about Zhou Shuren.

Master Fuli looked completely bewildered.

Good guy!
I don't have an ID card, but at least I have to bring a registration certificate when I get my parasites treated. You're practically an unregistered resident!

In the course of their question-and-answer session, Lin Qi led the little fox back to Lin Ying's villa.

This time, Lin Qi's treatment was much better; he could unlock the door and enter the house with his fingerprint without needing to use Master Fuli's facial recognition.

He didn't have this kind of treatment before; if no one opened the door, he could only squat at the villa's entrance.

"Master Fuli!"

As soon as the villa gate opened, a familiar female voice reached An Sheng's ears. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Jin Wanlin sitting on a beach chair in the courtyard, and Feng Wenyu sitting cross-legged on the edge of the flower bed, looking at a tablet.

Grandpa Jinlong, whom we hadn't seen for a long time, stood on the bar with both legs, holding a plastic cup in his hands, sticking out his tongue excitedly and shaking the cup vigorously.

Aside from Jin, Feng, and three other acquaintances.

The most eye-catching thing was a rectangular wooden box placed on the garden path.

"How come your big lizard looks like a canine?"

An Sheng leaped off Lin Qi's shoulder, landed on the ground, looked at Jin Wanlin and spoke, glancing at Grandpa Jinlong.

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Jin Wanlin was taken aback upon hearing this. She glanced at Jinlong, who was shaking the cup, and said with a helpless expression:
"Perhaps all mages have a berserker fantasy? Ever since it was slapped away by a passing black cockroach last time, it has developed a habit of drinking muscle-building powder after returning home."

Jin Wanlin looked at the bar and gave a strange look.

In the Dongxiang Research Institute, the Golden Dragon, who could rule as king and manage all beasts, suffered a great defeat at the hands of the fungal parasitic beast and was beaten up like a tyrant by the parasitic beast.

Emerging from the research institute, one witnesses firsthand the ferocious power of the outside world, where the fox can shatter the earth with a single blow, sending sand and stones flying. In the end, even a passing cockroach can slap it twice.

Grandpa Jinlong
Most likely, their mental state completely collapsed.

"Isn't muscle-building powder just like milk tea?" An Sheng looked at Jin Wanlin with a strange expression.

Although An Sheng has never tried muscle-building powder, his colleagues used to drink it when he was working in an office!
Then, a physical examination revealed that I had prediabetes.

"But its product name is muscle-building powder," Jin Wanlin said with a helpless expression.

"After Jinlong finishes using the toilet, remember to sniff around in the bathroom to see if there's a sugary smell or if there are ants crawling around the house."

An Sheng muttered a complaint, then turned her gaze to the large wooden crate on the main road and said:
"Is that my new hammer?"

(End of this chapter)