Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

in the office.

Su Yunchang stared intently at the screen.

On the left side of the screen is a handsome young man in a sharp suit.

The right side of the screen is divided into two parts: the upper part is a research report on the Seven Emotions Vine, and the lower part is a video.

The video is from a first-person perspective, showing the person filming walking through the garden as if no one else is watching. The soldiers on both sides of the road don't even glance at them, as if they don't see them at all.

"That's actually quite interesting."

Su Yunchang clicked his tongue in amazement, watching the video several times before finally closing it.

The young man smiled and said, "Congratulations, Professor Su! Where did you find this treasure?"

Su Yunchang smiled, looking quite pleased with himself: "We have more than just this one gem in our team! Just ask me whatever you want!"

The young man narrowed his eyes: "I'd like to ask Professor Su, don't you feel that this seemingly miraculous technique looks somewhat familiar?"

Su Yunchang countered, "Really? I didn't notice. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now; my precious kids are still waiting for me outside."

The young man panicked: "Hey! No! Professor Su, I still..."

"beep!"

The video call ended.

Su Yunchang stood up, stretched comfortably, and closed all the documents on his desk before walking to the door. "Yanzhi, did Xiao Jiang come to work today?"

"They're here!"

"They're here!"

The two responded and went into the office one after the other.

Su Yunchang poured two cups of tea and placed them on the coffee table. After they each took a sip, he asked, "Xiao Jiang, how's the research going?"

Jiang Lang leaned back on the sofa: "The research report has been completed, and Guiyan and the others have gone to collect resources. It should be enough to last for a month or two. After all, they are my own children, and my stepmother still loves me very much."

He was just making things up, after all, his biggest role in this research group was to secure resources.

To reassure the boss, you absolutely cannot create an atmosphere of insecurity.

Su Yunchang looked at him with a half-smile, but didn't expose him, and said leisurely, "Looks like you've got some skills, kid!"

Jiang Lang humbly stated, "It's nothing more than relying on some mundane connections."

Su Yunchang rolled his eyes at him, then tossed him a paper: "I'll submit this paper later. Once the school's academic council approves it, you can be officially hired. Take a look at this paper and the listed references, so you won't be clueless when someone asks."

"Okay! Thank you, teacher."

Jiang Lang chuckled as he took the thesis. From today onward, our old Jiang is a proper graduate student.

Indeed, sucking up to your mentor is better than anything else.

Nowadays, most universities prioritize performance. As long as there are enough papers and good grades, the restrictions on the length of study are basically meaningless.

If Wu Sheng's grades meet the requirements, Su Yunchang could accumulate enough performance bonuses to be promoted to associate professor within a year, provided he was willing.

"Hey hey!"

Xu Yanzhi nudged Jiang Lang on the shoulder and winked at him.

Jiang Lang then put away his thesis and took out a banyan fruit: "Teacher, I have a question. I cultivate the Horn Constellation, and this is a banyan fruit I obtained in the Azure Vein Domain. Recently, I don't know what happened, but it has been sucking my blood and the Horn Constellation radiation in my body, and then it became like this."

"Oh?"

Su Yunchang took the banyan fruit, took off his reading glasses, and carefully observed it in the sunlight: "Huh? It looks like it's about to sprout, but why does the sprout seem to be moving? Yanzhi, go to the drawer and get my flashlight."

"Is it the one with the decay wave detector?"

"Yes! And while you're at it, tune to the Spica band."

"good!"

A moment later, Xu Yanzhi brought over a flashlight.

Dark matter decay waves are invisible to the naked eye, but the flashlight will create a field, and when the dark matter decay waves pass through this field, they will be excited to emit visible light.

Su Yunchang drew the curtains, and the room immediately became as dark as night.

He held the flashlight to the banyan fruit and turned it on. Sure enough, it emitted a faint bluish-green light, and inside the pit, a tiny thing was wriggling.

Upon seeing this, he was overjoyed: "It seems I guessed right."

"What?"

Jiang Lang became increasingly curious.

Su Yunchang returned the banyan fruit to Jiang Lang, turned off the flashlight, and opened the curtains: "The 'Jiao' in Jiaomu Jiao is not without reason. The first director of Xinghuo Research Institute once conducted an experiment. The process was a bit complicated, and I doubt you would understand if I explained it to you."

The conclusion is quite interesting: the extraordinary plants cultivated with the blood of the Horned Star cultivators have a significantly higher gene mutation rate compared to the control group, and they can self-select out unfavorable mutations. Many of them even simulate a nervous system, in other words... they have become somewhat animalistic.

However, this improvement was only relative, and the absolute change was not significant. He tried many methods to increase this improvement, but all to no avail.

Later, the former site of the Spark Research Institute was bombed, and with increasing warfare, there weren't enough Horned Star cultivators to donate blood, so the research was shelved. However, in the surviving documents, researchers defined this phenomenon as the evolutionary development of the Jiao (a type of dragon).

The old saying, "A snake grows into a python, a python grows into a boa constrictor, a boa constrictor grows into a dragon, and a dragon grows into a jiao," illustrates this principle.

"hiss……"

Jiang Lang was somewhat surprised: "Could this thing hatch into a real dragon?"

Su Yunchang shook his head: "Probably not. After all, its genetic makeup is still that of a banyan tree, and its flesh and blood come from you. It's impossible for it to become a real dragon. Here's what we'll do: keep this banyan fruit with you. Bring it over every five days for observation, and also leave 250cc of its whole blood. Yanzhi and I will try out a plant cultivation experiment first."

"good!"

Jiang Lang did not refuse. This amount of blood loss was not a problem for him; he had lost a lot of blood in the past.

He just felt something was off, like the old banyan tree had given birth to his child.

Su Yunchang nodded slightly: "You should have realized by now that all research requires massive amounts of data to support it. Our Qida University has hundreds of basic radiation points in the community, which contain first-hand data on decay wave radiation received by ordinary volunteers. After the martial arts competition, you can focus on collecting data."

"Huh? If it's data, why don't they just send it over?"

You'll find out then.

Su Yunchang smiled meaningfully: "Yanzhi, you take him to have his blood drawn."

"good!"

Xu Yanzhi responded and led Jiang Lang out of the office, took the 250cc, and went into the laboratory.

Jiang Lang had nothing to do, so he went to observe the radiation room.

When they arrived, Wu Lie was already lying in the radiation chamber. The reading on the external radiation pressure gauge slowly rose, climbing from 9 to 9.3 in a short while.

The 10-star dome signifies that the psionic loop of a single star cluster is open, and all base stations within the loop are activated to their basic state. Only at this point can the basic characteristics of each star cluster be used.

It can be said that if you can't reach 10 stars, even if you are 9.9, it is almost the same as 1, which is why everyone was so anxious a few days ago.

Judging from the upward trend of Wu Lie's stats, reaching 10 Star Dome seems to be a certainty.

"You guys are all glued to your phones, what's there to be stingy about?"

Jiang Lang moved closer to Chen Hang and found that the guy was passionately arguing with someone on the forum, constantly spewing trash talk, including but not limited to "I'll take your head off tomorrow and stuff it in your ass", "I'll squeeze your balls", "I suggest you get a crotch protector made to wear on your head, since your head is the same size anyway".

His lips twitched as he looked at him: "How can you have such low manners?"

Ghost Eyes crossed his arms: "This little brat can't stand being ridiculed. He's only been part of the online celebrity research group for a few days, and he can't take the mockery anymore."

Chen Hang looked up: "Instructor, stop talking. You're the one with the 'ghostly eyes,' aren't you? You're the one who spews the dirtiest words."

Ghost Eyes said with a stern face, "Wasn't that helping you draw fire? You bunch of useless trash, you don't even dare to open your mouths until the resources are right in front of you, aren't you all relying on me to hold you back?"

"Too."

Chen Hang thought about it and agreed, then continued tapping on the screen.

Ghost Eyes crossed his arms, his remaining eye filled with malevolence.

Jiang Lang roughly understood that this guy harbored an extraordinary hatred for the resident instructors of Hu Lintian's group.

Cowards who abandon the city and flee deserve to die.

To serve as an instructor at a university is a blatant challenge to one's limits of endurance.

……

It only took one night.

Qin Wei's entire demeanor became listless.

It's been almost twelve hours, and the Seven Emotions Vine hasn't been saved, nor has the murderer been caught.

Last night's experience is almost the biggest stain on his military career!

Where did the killer go?!

"Ring ring!"

The landline in the room rang.

He quickly answered the phone, yelling irritably, "How long has it been? Still haven't caught them? Useless!"

"Who should we arrest?"

Bai Heng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Wei's face stiffened instantly, and he quickly stood up at attention: "Marshal!"

Bai Heng asked calmly, "Who did you say you were going to arrest?"

Qin Wei felt a chill run down his spine, but he also knew that Bai Heng's call was from a landline, which meant that he already knew everything about this place. He could only bite the bullet and recount what had happened last night.

Finally, he said in a deep voice, "General, after this matter is over, please punish me according to military law. But before that, please allow me to continue to capture the murderers and atone for my crimes through meritorious service."

"Do you have any clue?"

"without……"

"Check your email."

"Um?"

Qin Wei quickly turned on his military computer, logged into his email, and sure enough, found a new email.

It was forwarded to me by Bai Heng, and inside was a research report on the Seven Emotions Vine.

The last attachment was a video, and when he opened it, his scalp tingled.

Two people.

He swaggered into the garden and, under the camera's gaze, leisurely trimmed a root.

The guards throughout the entire garden were completely blind.

If the video hadn't been in a research-specific format, making it impossible to fake, he would have thought it was produced using technical means.

I checked the time; it was right around the same time as the murderer.

The original email was sent by Jiang Tai, and the person commissioning the research was Jiang Lang.

Qin Wei felt as if his face was about to be slapped to pieces. He said in a deep voice, "Marshal! I will go to the Jiang family to investigate immediately."

"Do you know what to do?"

"The vine was planted at your instruction, and a virus-free process was carried out. However, some scoundrels were incompetent and negligent, resulting in some untreated roots leaking out. This must be dealt with to the fullest extent of the law. Jiang Tai cares about the people, and his actions should be commended and rewarded. However, the relationship between Jiang Lang and the imitator must be investigated. If any misconduct is found, they should be severely punished."