Chapter 231 (Chapter 231...)

In the past six years, he kept climbing the ladder and learning the knowledge in the system. At the same time, with the full support of the country, he was able to thoroughly study the flight power source.

The flying wings only show the role of the power source of flight.

Next, this adds up to more than a hundred technologies that will be applied to various departments. After six years of development and training, Zhongzhou is no longer the same Zhongzhou that needed technology but not technology, and needed talents but lacked talents.

Song Yao no longer needs to hold on, but can safely hand over the complicated and large amount of technical work to others and turn to do things that interest him.

Compared to flying wings, it is more like a big toy. After all, although flying swords are safe and secure, they are too big to shrink like flying wings, and due to their size, they are not as flexible as flying wings.

In short, in terms of technology, flying swords are inferior to flying wings.

But in terms of popularity, Song Yao can guarantee that 60% of the people in Central China will prefer Feijian.

Since the war-era movie shot six years ago was released, Zhongzhou, which was originally a little biased towards foreign culture, has immediately fallen back to its original place. When those countries are discussed on the Internet, it is no longer how well they developed, but what they once did to them. Zhongzhou has done something evil.

In addition, Song Yao had made a good start. After he became busy, some netizens from Zhongzhou who knew foreign languages ​​naturally took the initiative and spontaneously posted some remarks by foreigners showing off Zhongzhou to the forum.

In addition, the country has made 80% of the efforts, and Zhongzhou, which has been able to eat and drink enough to pursue spiritual happiness, quickly developed a "Central-Continent Cultural Style".

TV series and movies have also emerged one after another, and the trend of martial arts is closely followed by Xianxia.

And when the author of "Dream of the Two Swordsmen" wrote the sequel "The Dream of the Swordsman", the theme of the Swordsman became popular in Central Continent overnight.

At first, it was just novels, and later it was TV series and movies. After discovering that there was a market, such themes flourished and competed with each other, and also brought about a Hanfu style.

When I was reading the novel, I just thought "Wow! So handsome." But when I saw the TV series, the immortal in it was standing on a flying sword with ease and ease, punishing evil and promoting good, subduing demons and slaying demons. With one finger, the whole mountain collapsed. He Everyone was excited.

Note that when Song Yao watched the Xianxia TV series for the first time in his life, he was sixteen years old, which was the most perfect moment.

During that time, he didn't even play his favorite spaceship game. He went to the history courses all day long to read the records of the "Era of Immortals". Not only was he yearning for it, the main history courses were usually full of pictures and texts, and sometimes there were projections.

Those "Xianxia Supplies" are high-tech products from a few years ago. They look more realistic and stylish than the TV series. Can Song Yao be unhappy watching them?

Just like the "Magic Age", the "Xianxia Age" is also a man-made high-tech product. Thousands of years later, the people of Central Continent, who are still middle-class, obviously still like Xianxia, ​​and there are all kinds of s.

Many people wear fairy clothes and jade ornaments, get hair extensions, and stand on Feijian to get off work every day.

The Mustard Seed Space uses space compression technology, so it can still contain a lot of items with a wave of its hand.

If an uninformed tourist from another planet saw it, he might even think that this planet relies on cultivating immortality rather than technology.

When Song Yao learned about this period of history, he only thought it was fun and said that he also wanted to fly. However, after being exposed to a large number of fairy novels and TV series, he had a different feeling when he watched it again.

He can't create space compression now. Even if he speeds up the technological process of history, he can't come up with space compression technology when there is a lack of materials on Blue Star.

Even if it is not as flexible and convenient as in the interstellar era, it is still possible to pretend to be brave (cross out) and fulfill your wish.

Song Yao happily picked up the flying sword. At the beginning of this year, his height exceeded 187 (he felt that he could grow even taller). It was easy to pick up this flying sword that was longer than himself.

Putting it on the test bench, the beautiful young man happily recorded the data.

He made this flying sword secretly for the [Best Creativity] competition that everyone competes for every year.

If everyone knew about Feijian in advance and they knew the basics, how could they catch Zhao Xiaodong and the others off guard at the end of the year.

Song Yao hurriedly ran to the cabinet with the long flying sword in his arms, Pupil stepped forward to unlock it, stuffed the flying sword in, then closed the door again, and then returned to the test stand and pressed the door button.

"Yao'er, when will you give me permission to open this door? It's so troublesome to have to wait for you to open the door every time I come here."

Wang Hua complained while pushing a box in. The military comrades guarding the door did not help. Regarding these confidential documents or materials, the regulations stated that they were not allowed to interfere...unless Wang Hua could not lift them.

Song Yao would not be fooled: "You think I'm stupid, I'll give you permission, and then you can come to the laboratory and see what my best ideas are doing. I won't make the stupid mistakes that Zhao Xiaodong made." "

Wang Hua's idea was exposed, and he smiled: "You said it, you can also use cunning methods."

"But I'm really curious, what exactly do you do? What Zhao Xiaodong makes is a puppet machine. My creativity is not as good as his. Do you think you can compare with him?"

Song Yao: "You still want to talk nonsense, but I won't say a word."

Wang Hua had no way to deal with him, so she could only kick a box of materials forward: "Here, this is what you want. The materials for this month haven't arrived yet. I don't need them anyway, so I brought them all to you."

Song Yao, who was chatting and doing simple experiments, looked up and smiled: "Thank you! I knew you were my best friend!"

Zhao Xiaodong's voice came from the corridor: "Okay! You're doing this again. I'm afraid you've said the same thing to thousands of people?"

After a few seconds, he appeared at the door with a box in his arms.

Zhao Xiaodong put the box on the ground: "I need half of the materials you want this month, and the remaining half is here."

Song Yao smiled even more brightly: "Thank you, Zhao Xiaodong, you are really my best friend."

This is the behavior of my childhood friend. Zhao Xiaodong shrugged and didn't care. Instead, he laughed happily: "You haven't passed the physical training yet, hahahahaha, everyone flew but you didn't, don't you feel uncomfortable, hahahahaha."

As the first in physical training, he is qualified to laugh at Song Yao.

Of course, Song Yao is also qualified to hold a grudge.

The young man narrowed his eyes and raised his mouth slightly: "Dongdong, have you forgotten that your wings are not made well, and the wings you use are still mine?"

Zhao Xiaodong was not affected at all, and laughed happily as usual: "Yes, but that is better than failing the physical training, hahahaha, it was you who first proposed the proposal of physical training for students across the country, but you failed hahahaha."

Wang Hua looked at Song Yao's increasingly dangerous eyes and was already helpless to cover her face.

It is well known that Song Yao is a very vengeful person.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always followed the principle of revenge. Those who can't beat him, such as Wang Hua and Wang Duo, are the ones who find that they can't beat him and don't die.

Zhou Yi and Tuesday have exchanges with Song Yao. Sometimes they win, sometimes Song Yao wins, and the two sides can generally draw.

But Zhao Xiaodong is different.

He is the type who wants to play even if he can't beat him, and the worse he is, the more he loves to die.

Of course, there is a reason why Zhao Xiaodong is so fearless. He has good physical fitness, thick skin and thick face. Song Yao's "revenge" is mostly painless to him.

So, he finally got a chance to laugh at Song Yao, and he became more arrogant.

Zhao Xiaodong was fearless as usual: "Just wait, I can remember all your tricks. Isn't it just to increase my workload and pull me to study? It's the same old trick."

"If you want to fight me, I will fly to the sky. You can't fly up to chase me, hahahaha, okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to work."

Wang Hua went to see Song Yao, and the handsome face of the young man was already cold with anger.

He: "..."

I hope Song Yao doesn't really get angry and go to Zhao Xiaodong to fight in the middle of the night.

As for why in the middle of the night... Because only in the middle of the night Zhao Xiaodong is not on guard, Song Yao can beat him.

Now Zhao Xiaodong is so strong that even Brother Yuan Jiang has to fight him for more than half an hour.

"Little boy, don't be angry. Zhao Xiaodong is deliberately teasing you. He likes to play. He hasn't been out of the institute for such a long time. He likes to tease you when he feels bored. You should know that, right?"

"I know. He has been like this since he was a child." Song Yao laughed and pulled down the light on the test bench: "When I was a child, I liked reading books and didn't like to go out to play. He deliberately took a toy snake made of wood so that I would chase him and play with him. I always remember it."

Wang Hua saw that he was laughing so happily, and laughed too: "Right, Zhao Xiaodong has this temper. He is already twenty years old, but he is not as stable as my brother."

He talked to Song Yao for a while before returning to his laboratory.

Just as he was about to start working, the door of the laboratory opened and Wang Duo walked in: "Brother, do you know that Zhao Xiaodong has annoyed the youngest again? It's really strange that the youngest can bear not to come to him [to exchange]."

As Wang Hua grew up, her temperament became more gentle, and she smiled and said: "It's okay, the youngest said that Zhao Xiaodong has been like this since he was a child. I saw that he was smiling happily, so he should not care about it."

Wang Duo: "? He has even brought up the grudges from his childhood, and he still doesn't care?"

"Ah? How can this be considered as digging up the past? It's just reminiscing about childhood. Don't worry, the youngest loves face, and the student still lives in the institute. He won't do anything at this time. He still pretends to be steady every day."

Wang Duo: "...I hope so."

Compared to the brothers who eat melons on Mondays and Tuesdays and can't wait to watch with melon seeds in their hands, Wang Duo is more inclined to peace.

Of course, this peace refers to others. If he is provoked, he will not be peaceful 99% of the time.

Anyway, he thinks that Song Yao's character of not wanting to suffer losses will most likely want to retaliate.

However, Song Yao has another advantage, which is his strong patience. As long as he wants, he can endure a thing for a long time. Maybe Song Yao will wait until the students leave for the sake of the institute and the students before taking action.

That afternoon, Song Yao did nothing and invited Zhao Xiaodong to roast sweet potatoes with him as if nothing had happened.

Everyone was very excited to see the open fire. Zhao Xiaodong watched Song Yao eat the sweet potatoes first and then followed him. After finding that there was nothing wrong, he roasted them with peace of mind.

Nothing happened in the afternoon and they had a lot of fun.

That night.

Zhao Xiaodong was sleeping soundly on his own luxurious bed when he suddenly heard a knock under the bed.

He turned over and back again. He couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help shouting: "Little boy, I know it's you. You are bored. You are still using the tricks you used when you were 14 years old."

The knocking sound under the bed still didn't stop.

Zhao Xiaodong opened the quilt, yawned, and buried his head directly under the bed: "Do you want to fight? I haven't fought with you for a long time. I really want to..."

The rest of his words got stuck in his throat.

A pale hand ran out very skillfully with its fingers as a fulcrum, and ran straight to Zhao Xiaodong's face.

Listening to Zhao Xiaodong's screams in the house, the young man leaned against the door, raised his mouth corners proudly, and took out a small notebook.

This small notebook was used when he was seven years old, but he kept it very well, and the neat handwriting on it was still clear.

Song Yao hummed a song, and in a good mood, he wrote two big words after the line "Zhao Xiaodong used a toy snake to scare me, I must do the hand that he fears the most to scare him back":

Done!