The strongest Superman system reaches full level instantly

"Who are you trying to defeat!" A lazy voice came over, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become more powerful!"

"Brother Duanmu, you're out!" Shen Meng immediately recognized that the voice came from Duanmu Haoyu. She looked at him in surprise, "Are you done?"

"Well, fortunately, it's all done!" Duanmu Haoyu was still wearing a white dust-proof suit and gloves on his hands. He sat down on the sofa, "This operating system and optimization algorithm are really a bit... The difficulty takes the most time, otherwise I would have come out long ago."

"Haoyu, do you know what you are talking about?" Zhong Yiwen looked at him with burning eyes.

"Huh? Sister Zhong, what's wrong? Are you looking at me so seriously?" Duanmu Haoyu scratched his head, feeling a little strange.

"The motherboard, memory, chips, as well as the new mobile phone operating system and optimization algorithm. You invented them all in less than a month." Zhong Yiwen still looked at him seriously, "You know, If it were someone else, how long would it take?"

"It will probably take decades, right?" Duanmu Haoyu nodded. Of course, Duanmu Haoyu knew how high the technical content was.

"So, you have done all this in a month, and you are still here shouting slow?" Zhong Yiwen was a little crazy. If she didn't know Duanmu Haoyu, she would have thought that he was pretending to be 13.

"For me, it's already very slow!" Finally knowing what she meant, Duanmu Haoyu chuckled, "I'm not an ordinary person! Who am I? I'm Duanmu Haoyu?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know that brother Duanmu will always be the most powerful!" The little girl Shen Meng's eyes were already full of stars at this time. She looked at him with admiration.

"Okay, okay, I know you're great!" Zhong Yiwen was angry and funny and tapped Duanmu Haoyu's forehead with her finger, "Take off these clothes quickly, they're all a bit rancid!"

"Do me a favor and take off your gloves!" Duanmu Haoyu stretched out his hand.

"I'll come, I'll come! Hey, why are the gloves so tight?" Shen Meng tugged at his rubber gloves, but couldn't pull them off even though he used a lot of strength.

"Forget it, just cut it with scissors!" Duanmu Haoyu was a little tired.

Shen Meng found scissors and carefully cut open the gloves. Duanmu Haoyu's skin, which was soaked in sweat and turned white, was exposed.

"Ah, what happened?" Looking at the pale and scary hands, Zhong Yiwen exclaimed.

"I turned off the air conditioner in the laboratory because the required environment is very harsh!" Duanmu Haoyu moved his fingers with some difficulty, "I sweat too much, that's why it's like this!"

"Brother Duanmu, are you okay?" Shen Meng was about to cry. She helped Duanmu Haoyu take off his dustproof suit and looked at his face that was gradually turning pale with distress.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired!" Duanmu Haoyu was relieved. Now he only felt sore all over his body and couldn't even move his fingers.

"Lie down first and don't talk!" Zhong Yiwen and Shen Meng hurriedly laid him flat on the sofa, "Why do you have to work so hard on yourself?"

"Hmph, I can't stand that Morrison provoking me like this!" Duanmu Haoyu snorted, "I'm not a gentleman, I won't wait ten years!"

"But don't be so desperate!" Shen Meng's eyes were moist.

However, Duanmu Haoyu could no longer hear these words - he had already fallen asleep without knowing it.