My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

Yu Wenbo has been a genius since he was a child and completed college at the age of fourteen.

In the subject of physics, he can be said to be self-taught and a school of his own.

Not to mention his peers, even teachers from childhood to adulthood, few can keep up with his ideas.

It was too cold to be in a high place, but there were too few people who could make him admire him from the bottom of his heart when he could discuss physics with Professor Yuwen.

Ye Turning the Lan is one, and Dean Yuan Yiming is another.

When Professor Yuwen was studying at the Global Center, he was also cared for by Dean Yuan.

A lot of knowledge is secret. If you cannot swear allegiance to the Global Center, you are not allowed to learn it.

Under such circumstances, no matter how talented Professor Yuwen was, he would not be able to learn these secrets without Dean Yuan's generous teachings.

Therefore, Professor Yuwen respects Dean Yuan Yiming from the bottom of his heart.

A few months ago, he went to the Global Center again and specially treated Dean Yuan to a meal.

At that time, Dean Yuan was in good spirits and did not look like a retired man in his eighties.

How come it didn't take long for it to look like a candle in the wind? !

Academician Wu didn't know Dean Yuan, but he heard his name and was shocked at this moment: "Turn the tide, this..."

"Professor Yuwen, Mr. Wu, and Dean Yuan are still sleeping." Ye Banlan said, "It's better to find a place to settle him first."

"Yes, yes!" Professor Yuwen slapped his forehead, waking up from a dream, "Quick, go to my apartment, I'm very safe!"

Ten minutes later, seeing Dean Yuan lying smoothly on the bed, Ye Banglan's tense nerves completely relaxed.

Although this extremely fast rescue did not consume too much of her internal energy, it greatly consumed her mind.

Fortunately, the nearly ten hours of sleep on the plane allowed her to recover.

Several people exited the bedroom and closed the door.

Professor Yuwen and Academician Wu both looked at Ye Turnan nervously, waiting for her narration.

After Ye Banglan drank another bottle of water, he slowly told what happened today.

"These bastards!" After hearing this, Professor Yuwen blew his beard and glared in anger, "Throw people away when they are no longer useful. Then who else will dare to do their best for them?"

"Alas..." Academician Wu couldn't help but wipe the tears from his eyes, "Although they are not in the same place, the situations are so similar."

She had experienced such a thing before, and Ye Turning took action in time.

"I think that after Dean Yuan wakes up and has been cultivating in Yunjing for a period of time, he will be sent to Fengyuan to rest in his old age." Ye Banlan said softly, "His research will be inherited by his students."

To carry forward the unique knowledge for the past saints and create peace for all generations. [Note 1]

They, and those who come after them, will continue to complete what their predecessors have not completed, never look back, and never give up.

"That's fine, that's fine!" Professor Yuwen sighed longly, "Teacher Yuan's dream is to go back to China to visit. When the time comes, I will accompany him to walk around. These mountains and rivers are wonderful. Wouldn't it be a pity not to take a look? ”

Academician Wu smiled: "I won't accompany you anymore. I want to lead the team to continue researching submarine warships."

"Xiao Wu is still young and has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders." Professor Yuwen said, "In thirty years, it will not be too late for you to take a rest."

"By the way, turn the tide. Are you hungry after traveling all the way?" Academician Wu said hurriedly, "I'll ask the canteen to deliver the food."

Ye Banlan nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Wu."

After finishing the meal, the sun had set.

Ye Banlan returned to China secretly, and Professor Yuwen and Academician Wu were also tight-lipped about her whereabouts.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Dean Yuan finally woke up after being in a coma for a day.

After he woke up, he kept looking at the ceiling. He was in a daze, and it was obvious that he had not come back to his senses.

"Teacher Yuan!" Professor Yuwen walked carefully to his bedside, "It's me, Mingbo!"

Dean Yuan rolled his eyes and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Ming...Bo?"

"Hey!" Professor Yuwen nodded happily, "This is China, you are in my residence, don't worry, no one will dare to hurt you again!"

Dean Yuan's expression was still blank.

His memory stayed at the moment when he was forcibly sent to the electronic prison by the people from the Tower of Babel and tortured.

Logically speaking, he should no longer be alive, so how could he suddenly come to China?

He was indeed dead, and heaven painted such an illusion for him.

"Teacher Yuan, you're not dead." Professor Yuwen said immediately, "It's turning the tide! Turning the tide saved you from the people in the Babel Tower and sent you to China. Haven't you always wanted to come?"

"Mr. Yuan." Ye Banglan held a glass of water, "You just woke up and your breath is still unstable. Take a medicine first."

After taking the medicine into your mouth, you feel a sense of warmth.

After another long silence, Dean Yuan finally figured out the whole story.

Even he found it extremely unbelievable.

Of course he had heard about Ye Turning the Tide, and Ye Xingli had shown it off to him many times.

But such a little girl who is not yet twenty years old can actually escape from the hands of Babel Tower while rescuing him?

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This is simply a fantasy!

But it happened.

Dean Yuan raised his hand with some difficulty to confirm that his limbs were still feeling.

He blinked and tears suddenly fell.

"Teacher Yuan!" Professor Yuwen was startled and stammered, "What do you feel uncomfortable about? Don't scare me."

"How old are you? Why are you still so startled?" Dean Yuan said unhappily, "These are tears of joy."

Yu Mingbo: "...Oh."

Ye Wanlan quietly retreated, leaving time for the two to find Christine.

Here, Christine was sitting on the swing in the garden and received a transoceanic call from the Global Center.

A woman's voice came from the other side: "Ms. Christine, where are you? I have something urgent to talk to you about!"

"Hello?" Christine frowned, "I'm still outside, what's the matter, tell me."

"Ms. Christine, the goods we ordered were robbed!" The woman said anxiously, "We have been waiting for this batch of goods for six months, and it was snatched away. What should we do now? We can't get such a large batch of goods in a short time!"

Christine knew what the goods the woman was talking about were. They were the medicinal materials she prepared specifically for Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan saved her more than once, and she had nothing else to give Ye Wanlan except money.

So, she spent six months ordering this batch of medicinal materials.

Who dares to rob her things?

Christine was also angry: "Who is the other party?"

"Jidao!" When the woman said these two words, her teeth were trembling, "They intercepted our medicinal materials at a price 5% higher than ours, Miss Christine, you said Jidao..."

Christine fell silent.

Sure enough, the supplier knew that this batch of goods was ordered by her, so he dared to give it to the other party, which only proved that the other party could not afford to offend.

Jidao, this very mysterious civilian force in the Global Center.

If this batch of goods was not intended for Ye Wanlan, then it would be intercepted.

But the other party was Jidao again.

Christine took a deep breath and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ye Wanlan put a glass of freshly squeezed juice in front of her, "What is it that makes it so difficult for us, the world's number one, to deal with it? Tell me?"

"The medicinal materials I ordered for you were intercepted." Christine pursed her lips, "It was Jidao."