At the same time, Miss Xiao Rou, carrying experimental data and potions, was carefully navigating through dark alleys, cautiously avoiding pedestrians, trying to keep a low profile and avoid attracting attention.
Although her transaction with Bu Yan Yun was complete, her mission was not yet entirely over.
She had to deliver these materials and potions to Zuo Feng as quickly as possible; only then would her mission be considered successfully completed.
With two six-line zombie crystals at stake, Miss Xiao Rou was naturally extremely cautious.
Finally, Miss Xiao Rou safely arrived at Zuo Feng's residence.
Although it was already late at night, Miss Xiao Rou thought Zuo Feng might be asleep, but to avoid any complications, she still knocked on the door.
A moment later, the door slowly opened, and Zuo Feng's slightly fatigued face appeared at the doorway.
Seeing Miss Xiao Rou, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes: “Miss Xiao Rou, it's so late, why are you here?”
Miss Xiao Rou handed the document bag and potion box to Zuo Feng, lowering her voice: “Mr. Zuo, I've got what you wanted; take a look quickly.”
Zuo Feng was momentarily stunned by her words, then a flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes; he quickly took the document bag and potion box, opened the door, and gestured for Miss Xiao Rou to come inside to talk.
He hadn't expected it; he had originally thought such data and potions would be difficult to obtain, and he never imagined Miss Xiao Rou could complete the task so quickly, as if it were as simple as going out to buy a hamburger.
These were experimental data and potions! No matter where you put them, they are highly confidential items, right?
He closed the door, turned on the light, placed the package on the table, and eagerly opened it.
When he opened the experimental box containing the potions, Zuo Feng was slightly taken aback, not for any other reason, but because there were too many potions in the box, nearly twenty bottles of various colors, far exceeding his expectations.
Zuo Feng couldn't help but look at Miss Xiao Rou in confusion, asking, “Why are there so many potions?” Zuo Feng had thought there would only be one sample bottle of potion, but he hadn't expected so many.
Miss Xiao Rou softly explained: “Mr. Zuo, these potions are the ones that A Mao's previous batch of volunteers were injected with.
The potions used by that batch of volunteers were all different; their components and manufacturing methods were similar, but their attributes were not the same. These are all the potion samples from that experiment. The seller doesn't sell them individually, only in bulk.
However, I also told the seller about A Mao's condition, and combining it with her symptoms, he specifically prepared an extra bottle of the potion A Mao was injected with.”
After speaking, Miss Xiao Rou took out two bottles of green potion from the box and handed them to Zuo Feng, continuing, “These two bottles are the potions A Mao was injected with.”
Zuo Feng took the potions, glanced at them indifferently, and then put them back in the box.
He wasn't a researcher and couldn't understand them; it was enough for him to remember that these two bottles were the ones A Mao was injected with.
Zuo Feng had originally thought that ten six-line zombie crystals would at most only buy the data and samples of the potion A Mao was injected with.
He hadn't expected to also receive such a rich collection of experimental samples; having other potions as reference could only benefit, not harm, the treatment of A Mao.
Zuo Feng secretly congratulated himself; Miss Xiao Rou's capabilities far exceeded his expectations.
Zuo Feng then opened the document bag, which contained detailed records of each potion's ingredients, manufacturing process, and experimental data, including the volunteers' reactions after injection, side effects, and speculative analysis. There were even proposed treatment plans and suggestions for subsequent improvements.
These materials were extremely detailed, giving Zuo Feng greater confidence in being able to cure A Mao.
Zuo Feng looked up at Miss Xiao Rou, a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and softly said, “Xiao Rou, I really owe you a lot this time. With these materials and potions, A Mao's hope of being cured has greatly increased.”
Miss Xiao Rou smiled slightly at his words, feeling quite happy herself.
“Mr. Zuo, you're too kind. I'm also very happy to be able to help you. Mr. Zuo spent nine six-line zombie crystals to purchase these materials. These are the remaining two six-line zombie crystals.”
Miss Xiao Rou gently placed two sparkling six-line zombie crystals on the table. Although Zuo Feng had said that she didn't need to return any extra loss crystals, Miss Xiao Rou still wanted to confirm again.
Zuo Feng smiled faintly; Miss Xiao Rou's actions were very skillful. She merely placed the loss crystals on the table instead of directly handing them to him, and her words were about the 'remaining' two loss crystals, without the word 'return' in them.
This girl clearly wanted the loss crystals desperately. Zuo Feng had already said that any excess loss crystals would be hers, and yet this girl managed to get Zuo Feng to confirm it again, which was truly not easy.
Zuo Feng smiled slightly: “Miss Xiao Rou, as we agreed before, any excess loss crystals are your remuneration. Please accept these two six-line zombie crystals; they are for your hard work. I can't let you work for me for nothing.”
A flicker of joy appeared in Miss Xiao Rou's eyes, but she still maintained her humility: “Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Zuo. Then I won't be polite. Mr. Zuo, if you ever need help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask.”
Miss Xiao Rou picked up the loss crystals, her breathing quickening. She carefully put the loss crystals into her embrace, her eyes sparkling with unconcealed excitement. At this moment, she was so excited she just wanted to climb into Zuo Feng's bed.
However, she also understood that Zuo Feng had no such intentions towards her, so she didn't linger and then rose to take her leave.
Zuo Feng nodded, watching her depart. Once Miss Xiao Rou had left, Zuo Feng then got up and knocked on A Mao's bedroom door. Now that the potions were in hand, Zuo Feng needed A Mao to confirm if the potion she was previously injected with was indeed this kind.
At the same time, Lord Gun's team had already driven out of E City and entered the wilderness. Lord Gun sat in the back seat of the SUV, his eyes filled with excitement and urgency.
“Drive faster! What are you dawdling for? Are there no traffic police? All of you, hurry up for me! My little beauties are still waiting for me!”
Lord Gun had urged the driver countless times along the way. Dozens of stunning and super-stunning beauties were about to be his, and Lord Gun was now burning with impatience, every second feeling like a year.
The group sped along, but in the wilderness, the more they rushed, the more prone to mistakes they were. Without smart navigation, the driver even took a wrong turn once in the wilderness.
Throughout the journey, Lord Gun's angry roars were incessant.
Because they took a wrong turn midway, by the time they arrived at X City, it was already six in the morning. As they got closer to their destination, Lord Gun's mood grew more urgent, his eyes gleaming with greed and fervent anticipation.
When Lord Gun arrived at the Firefly construction site, it was another hour later, and the sky was already bright.
The construction site was bustling with busy figures. Lord Gun got out of the car, and with just one glance, Lord Gun's eyes widened. What did he see?
Eight campus-belle-level student girls were walking towards him!
Lord Gun was about to get drunk; this place was simply paradise!
Lord Gun's breathing instantly quickened, his greedy gaze sweeping over each youthful face, his heart overflowing with indescribable joy.
To have so many little beauties just upon arriving, he became even more convinced that there really were dozens of stunning and super-stunning beauties waiting for him here.
Lord Gun tried to straighten his back, attempting to hide his inner ecstasy, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and extended his hand to the leading young beauty: “Hello, little beauties, I am Lord Gun from Mo Wen Tian Ya in E City. Nice to meet you for the first time!”