I can summon myself

Looking at the ten instant noodle bags in front of Bai Chen.

Tian Gang thought for a while, overeating would be more acceptable to him than hitting a tree in the middle of the night, but in the end he did not say, Junior Brother, eat less.

"Senior brother, I'm fine. You can go back to your hometown now and don't affect the ancestor worship."

Bai Chen put down the bowl and finally felt a little full after eating ten bags of instant noodles. He was sure that in addition to the Great Void Cultivation Technique Blue Star Bai Chen's existence would also consume a lot of his energy.

The senior brother misunderstood that he was on a hunger strike because Lanxing Baichen consumed too much, causing him to feel that he was about to collapse.

"Is everything okay?"

Tian Gang said worriedly. If it were normal, he would definitely stay at the base to accompany Bai Chen for a few days.

But tomorrow is the Qingming Festival and he must go back to his hometown to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony.

"It's okay, senior brother, I really didn't have trouble thinking about it. I was so engrossed in my thesis that I suffered from hypoglycemia. As a result, the hypoglycemia made me dizzy and I accidentally hit a tree."

Seeing Bai Chen's calm look, Tian Gang accepted this statement.

"Can Mu Lingxi?"

Bai Chen interrupted what Tian Gang wanted to say.

"It has passed."

Bai Chen's calm tone was not a pretense, and finding out that he was kicked by his ex-girlfriend was not a life-threatening situation as he imagined.

As the Great Void Cultivation Method started on its own, Bai Chen felt that his state of mind seemed to have improved a lot.

"now it's right."

Feeling Bai Chen's free and easy expression, Tian Gang felt that Bai Chen had matured a lot overnight.

"When I come back during the Qingming Festival, I will give you a good introduction."

Tian Gang gave Bai Chen a "you know" look.

"gone."

Bai Chen sent Tian Gang out of the base.

He had just returned to his room.

Suddenly a lot of inspiration came to my mind.

The previous graduation thesis, which could not be made up for the lack of data on improved crayfish, suddenly had many new ideas.

"Is this the Great Void Cultivation Method?"

"It's too buggy."

Bai Chen wrote down one after another profound psychic calculation formulas on the manuscript paper.

He couldn't believe that as a numbers geek with only mediocre talent in mathematics subjects, he could actually become very familiar with formulas.

"Not only can I write, but I can also understand and derive extensions!"

Bai Chen felt as if he had suddenly enlightened, and his whole body was floating.

"My dear, you have such an illusion because you are really poor in basic mathematics."

This line of text suddenly appeared on the laptop screen in front of Bai Chen.

He turned around and saw that the keyboard was typing on its own without any control from him.

Bai Chen curled his lips and said unconvinced: "Lanxing Baichen, don't you call yourself a top student? Come and try to write a paper for me."

"don't know."

Bai Chen rolled his eyes angrily, not knowing what to say.

"It's not that I don't understand, it's that you can't understand what I wrote."

Lan Xing Bai Chen said lightly.

Bai Chen was infuriated by this guy's inadvertent expression of arrogance.

He immediately gave up his seat.

"I don't understand? Okay, you can show me how I don't understand!"

If it is Blue Star Bai Chen's parallel universe theory, then Bai Chen really can't understand such extremely professional stuff.

But his graduation thesis was on improved crayfish.

He really didn't believe that even Blue Star Bai Chen, who was a top student at Blue Star, could understand, digest and absorb the crayfish knowledge on Earth in such a short period of time to a level that Bai Chen couldn't understand.

He doesn't believe in this evil.

"If you go back to your seat and write it, you have to write it yourself. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like me from Blue Star slapping the Earth in the face?"

"Slapping yourself in the face? I'm not a fool."

After saying that, Lan Xing Bai Chen passed the crayfish paper he had casually written into Bai Chen's mind.

I skimmed the beginning.

Bai Chen looked like he had seen a ghost.

He returned to his seat, picked up his pen and started writing furiously.

He was so focused that he didn't know that the door to his room, which was ajar, was opened from the outside at some point.