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Chapter 92? Hand Over Yan Hao

Entering the super-light brain ventricle again, the calculation is indeed over. The numbers that jumped across the screen before are gone, and a Rubik's cube-like thing is quietly floating in the middle of the screen, which is the final data model.

Yan Hao exported the data model and resumed the initial test of the super-optical brain before returning to the laboratory.

"Teacher, I have finished the calculation, I will send you the data model." Yan Hao said to Pang Lao.

"No, isn't there a communication number in it? That number belongs to the owner of this medicine formula. You can add him and send it directly to him." Old Pang was looking at the drawing and said without raising his head.

This medicine calculation can't be finished at one time, and I will definitely change it when I look back at the pharmacist.

"Okay." Seeing that Mr. Pang was busy, Yan Hao didn't speak, and added the communication number while walking to the parts warehouse.

When he returned to the warehouse, Yan Hao's friend application had already been approved, and a message was sent at the same time.

[Are you a disciple of Old Pang? ?

Yan Hao replied politely: [Hello, this is Yan Hao. ?

[Hello, this is Xia Yi. ?

Summer Yi? Yan Hao was stunned for a moment. He had heard this name. This person will become the youngest Level 8 pharmacist in the future. Before Level 9, his progress rate even surpassed Yan Fei. It is a pity that he is at Level 8 Pharmacist. The teacher stagnated for a long time, so that Yan Fei came from behind. He surpassed the ninth level first, and it took another two years to become the youngest full-level pharmacist.

[Pharmaceutical calculation, are you here to help me? ] Summer Yi asked.

Yan Hao remarked Xia Yi's name, and returned a yes.

[I'm busy with something now and it's inconvenient to talk to you. It will take about half an hour before I have time. When that happens, let's make a video. I will tell you my vision of the prescription so that it will be convenient for you to calculate. ?After all, it is to help herself calculate. If it is not busy, Xia Yi will talk to Yan Hao as soon as possible instead of sending a message.

Yan Hao: [No, I have completed the calculations. Send the model to your email. If you have any questions, please contact me again. ?

In the Federation, all e-mail addresses are registered with a communication number, so knowing the communication number is equivalent to knowing the other party's mailbox. After speaking, Yan Hao packaged and sent the data model.

Xia Xia Yi: [So fast! ?

Yan Hao: [Super Optical Brain is just empty, so the calculation is faster. ?

After Yan Hao replied, there was no more news from the communication end, and he didn't care, so he turned around and changed his weapon line.

On the distant planet T, a twenty-five-year-old young man was staring at the optical brain terminal in a daze. This young man was Xia Yi. After being stunned for a full two minutes, he sighed, some helplessly continuing to deal with the herbs in his hand.

In this golden feather flower, only pollen within one hour of blooming has medicinal effects, and expired feces are no different from ordinary pollen. He didn't care about talking to Yan Haoduo just to collect these pollen. He continued to collect the pollen, and when the harvest was almost complete, Mr. Wen walked in from outside.

"Teacher." Xia Yi hurriedly stood up and shouted.

"Keep busy with you." Old Wen motioned for him to continue.

"It's almost done." As he said, Xia Xia Yi knelt down and began to collect the last small piece of golden feather flower pollen.

"Did Old Man Pang let someone contact you?" Mr. Wen just asked Mr. Pang for help. As for who was asked to help in the final calculation, he didn't know, so he could only wait for the person on the other side of Pang to take the initiative to contact him.

"Contacted me." Xia Yi nodded.

"Who?"

"It's called Yan Hao."

"It should be the closed disciple whom he newly recruited some time ago." Old Wen asked casually, "How is this kid?"

Xia Yi hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Old Wen saw the anomaly.

"The student named Yan Hao said that he has finished the calculation." Xia Yi said with a wry smile.

It has only been less than four hours from giving Pang Lao the data to the present. During this period, he did not even communicate with the designer of his own prescription. The medicinal properties of 385 kinds of herbs are different. If you are not familiar with the medicinal properties, how to calculate this. So he didn't believe that what Yan Hao gave him was an accurate value.

"What?!" Old Wen frowned, "Old Pang won't just find an ordinary student to fool you, I'll go to him."

"Teacher, don't, I'll just check Yan Hao's calculations first. When I look back, I will take the initiative to communicate with him. I can't talk about it." After all, he was asking for help, he didn't dare to be as arrogant as his teacher.

"That's all right, if there is a problem, you can find me again." Wen Lao nodded.

Xia Yi did not rush to collect the pollen of the last two flowers, and then went back to the laboratory, and used special equipment to process the pollen without rushing, so that the pollen of the golden feather flower can maintain the efficacy for a long time. By the time these things were done, it was already past eleven o'clock in the night. Xia Xia Yi opened the mailbox and downloaded the data model that Yan Hao sent him.

Then…

At twelve o'clock in the night, Pang Lao, who finally fell asleep, was dragged by Wen Lao's life-threatening serial communication CALL.

"Old man Wen, you better have something big..." The woken old Pang was very upset.

"Old Pang, hand over Yan Hao!" Wen Lao didn't listen to Pang Lao at all, and as soon as the communication was connected, he yelled almost frantically.

"!"

Yan Hao was discovered? Old man Wen is trying to grab my apprentice?