Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Liang Yuhang had long been accustomed to the feeling of being looked down upon, and did not want to kowtow to people like Bethea like some of his team members.

He ignored Bethea's question, waited for the test report to be printed out, picked up the paper and glanced at it, and prepared to go back.

At this moment.

His body stiffened for a moment.

The huge surprise and astonishment shocked his nerves, making him forget that there was someone beside him, and he murmured in a low voice: "95%."

The purity of uranium and plutonium in the experiment he just conducted reached an astonishing 95%!

The test report in Liang Yuhang's hand was snatched away by someone.

"Let me see!"

He frowned, and saw Bethea snatched the A4 paper and read it quickly, her eyes bursting with fanatical light and captured his face.

"How did you do it?"

She had just done the same experiment and only got 88% purity. Uranium and plutonium with such purity could not achieve a 56% extraction rate in subsequent experiments.

And an inconspicuous little person in the tenth group achieved 95% purity.

Liang Yuhang quickly came to his senses, snatched his printed report from her, and said lightly: "Coincidence."

He turned around to get the uranium and plutonium in the detection instrument.

Besia blocked his way and said very persistently: "I don't believe it's just a coincidence. If it's just a coincidence, do it again in front of me."

"Don't you know?"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't know?"

Besia frowned: "I should know something."

Liang Yuhang deduced from her few words that the chemist had never shown his strength in their group for some reason, and swallowed it back silently: "... Forget it if you don't know, it's nothing."

Liang Yuhang wanted to leave again.

"Don't go." The more he did this, the less Besia would let him go, and once again opened her arms to block him.

"What do you know?"

Liang Yuhang took a deep breath, and in order to get rid of her entanglement, his eyes fell on her with a cold distance: "Go ask the chemist!"

...

The 'chemist' they were talking about was looking for someone outside at this moment.

After she went out, she heard someone calling from behind her right.

"Here."

Qiao Nian quickly turned to look in the direction of the voice, and saw Pierre, whom she hadn't seen for more than two days.

Pierre still had a short haircut, and his features were three-dimensional and tough, giving people a feeling of being a gangster who was not easy to mess with. However, compared with their first meeting at the dock, his attitude changed a lot in a short time.

From looking down on Qiao Nian, a thin oriental "chemist", at the beginning, to now looking at Qiao Nian with a little more respect in his eyes.

This change is very rare for the arrogant people of the Sixth Continent.

They never respect people outside the Sixth Continent.

They claim to be above everyone.

Not to mention the yellow people who are inconsistent with their race, origin, history and culture.

Qiao Nian walked over with a bold move, revealing a little impatience when he raised his eyebrows slightly, and his dark eyes reflected his shadow coldly: "What do you want me to come out for?"

"Miss asked me to bring it to you." Pierre presented a box with both hands.

Qiao Nian took a look, took it from his hand, opened the box and saw the mobile phone inside. The corners of her lips curled up with a smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Why, can you use mobile phones again in the Sixth Continent?"

"Ahem."

Pierre coughed to cover up his embarrassment and stood by to explain: "This phone has a monitoring device installed. Your contact with the outside world is under our control..."