Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Zhou He simply smiled and offered no further explanation.

The man who looked like a leader seemed to have thought of something, his expression changing repeatedly as he looked at Ga Gouwa, who was trailing far behind Zhou He.

Zhou He shook his head and said:

"He won't go in," she said, turning to look at Ga Gouwa.

"Find a place to wait for me. If I don't come out by four or five o'clock, go back to the guesthouse first."

After saying that, he thought for a moment, took out a few coins and handed them to Ga Gouwa, then followed Section Chief Niu into the school gate.

"Zhou, the acting deputy director is probably still in a meeting with Director Qu from our university's research institute. Would you like to take a break?"

"No need, just take me to find it."

Zhou He smiled politely, but his tattered clothes clashed sharply with the clean and tidy campus.

At Jincheng University, the roads are wide, the ground is flat, and the roadside trees are arranged in an orderly manner and trimmed beautifully. Every now and then, a few students carrying books or backpacks would pass by, and when they saw Zhou He, they would all show a look of disgust and disdain.

Section Chief Niu led Zhou He through the buildings, and soon they arrived at a building that looked rather unassuming.

Compared to other magnificent and grand teaching buildings, this three-story red brick building, although occupying a considerable area, looks rather inconspicuous.

There was a sign hanging on the side of the building that read:

Meat Research Institute, Kincheng University.

As they approached the research institute, a pleasant yet somewhat pungent fragrance wafted through the air. Zhou He tried hard to discern that it was the scent of cloves.

However, lilac should be relatively light and elegant, not so strong.

Such an aroma could only be created by crushing and kneading a large number of cloves together, extracting their fragrance, and then mixing them with volatile substances such as alcohol.

The aroma seemed to carry a hint of Zhou He's familiar scent.

The smell of burning cypress.

Reaching the corner on the second floor, in a small conference room with its door tightly closed, Section Chief Niu looked at Zhou He:

"The deputy director and the others are inside. Do you need me to report this to them?"

Zhou He waved his hand and smiled politely:

"Thank you for your hard work. You can go ahead and do your work. I'll wait here."

Section Chief Niu pursed his lips, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Zhou He found a more comfortable spot, leaned against the wall and sat down on the ground, propped his chin up with one hand, and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

There didn't seem to be many people in the building. Zhou He sat there and felt very quiet. He started counting his heartbeats again.

Is the heart beating right now still your own?

He was trying his best to control himself and not think too much.

A series of hurried footsteps approached, and several boys and girls dressed as students walked up to the second floor.

Upon seeing Zhou He, the tall, beautiful woman with short hair who was walking at the front frowned.

A tall, handsome boy behind her also raised his eyebrows and gave a wink to the people next to him.

The slightly shorter younger brother next to him looked confused and asked in a low voice:

"Brother, what does that mean?"

The handsome man let out a sigh of exasperation and said in a low voice:

"The institute has an important reception today, how could we let these people in? Let them out."

"oh oh."

The younger brother then understood and, along with another, slightly fatter younger brother, walked up to Zhou He:

"You, hurry up and leave, there are important people here."

Zhou ignored them.

"Hey, can't you understand me?"

Zhou He had smelled the cypress scent on the group as they approached. He looked up, examined them closely, and said:

"I understand, but I'm waiting for someone here."

"Brother, he said he's waiting for someone."

The younger brother turned to look at the handsome man, while the older brother was speechless. He slapped his forehead, walked closer, and asked:

"Meat customer?"

Zhou He thought for a moment and nodded.

"We're not buying meat these days, and you shouldn't have come to the building in the first place."

He did seem to have some manners.

Zhou He didn't intend to argue with the students, he simply nodded:

"Okay, I'll be leaving in a bit."

The tall man turned around and glanced at the short-haired woman. Seeing that she didn't seem to react, he froze for a moment.

A smile appeared on Zhou's face beneath his hat.

He really likes this kind of simple and pure person.

Just like Shuanzi, just like Ga Gouwa.

But how come there are so many old silver coins hidden away in this world?

He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

"Sir, I haven't seen you before."

The short-haired woman stepped forward, her voice clear and bright.

"I've never seen you before either."

The short-haired woman thought for a moment and said:

"The other butchers haven't been coming to school lately... Could you carry some meat for me this once?"

Zhou He adjusted his fisherman's hat and nodded:

"What is your research project?"

Just then, the meeting room door opened.

"Director, how about I arrange for us to have a light lunch later?"

The conference room door opened, and a short, chubby figure with a big smile looked at the slender, elegant man in a suit beside him.

The man in the suit frowned and said:

"vice."

"Oh, right, Deputy Director Dai, oh dear, almost there... What are you doing here? What are you all doing here?"

As soon as he stepped outside, the short, fat man saw several students surrounding Zhou He, who was dressed in tattered clothes and exuded a heavy aura. He was displeased and started shouting.

"This is my student," the acting deputy director said, reaching out to stop him and pointing at Zhou He.

"I'm skipping lunch. Give me a quiet office."

His tone was direct and straightforward, without a trace of politeness or formality.

The students behind him looked at each other in bewilderment.

The short-haired woman had a thoughtful expression, and the tall man glanced at her and gave her the same look.

The other two stared at each other, somewhat confused about the situation.

Zhou He nodded at them and smiled:

"Wait for me here... or downstairs is fine too."

The short, stout Director Qu showed no unusual reaction, and with a forced smile, he personally went to the side and opened the door to an office.

The door reads "Director's Office".

Deputy Director Dai frowned and said:

"I meant a quiet office, a quiet one."

Director Qu's face was somewhat unpleasant, but he quickly put on a fawning smile, closed the door to his office, and led Zhou He and the acting deputy director to the third floor, where they found an office in a corner.

"This is us..."

He seemed to be about to make an introduction, but the acting deputy director interrupted him directly:

"Alright, you can go back now. Tell your people to go back as well."

After saying that, he went into the office, and Zhou He followed him in.

The office contained only a table, two chairs, and an empty bookshelf, which was clean but dust-free.

The deputy director sat behind his desk, waiting for the footsteps outside to disappear before looking Zhou He up and down, who was standing opposite him.

Zhou He still smiled politely, but his smile was mostly hidden by his hat.

After a long pause, it was the acting deputy director who spoke first:

"Zhou He... your deduction is correct."