The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Hearing this, Lan Qing's eyes went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found that the environment in front of her was completely unfamiliar, only Professor Ennell was holding a glass of water and was about to pour it out.

"woke up?"

Seeing her wake up, Ennel put away the water glass that was about to be poured, "It's just right, save me a glass of precious pure water."

"This... where is this?"

Lan Qing looked around, squeezed her neck that was still hurting, and struggled to say these words.

It was only when she spoke that she realized that her throat hurt badly. When she spoke, it was as if someone had pricked her throat with a needle. It was extremely uncomfortable.

"This is my teacher's home in Qingfeng City."

Ennell put the water glass on the coffee table next to him, snapped his fingers casually, and a robot chair came out from the corner and automatically stopped under his buttocks.

After adjusting the clothes, he sat on the robot chair at will, and gave instructions to adjust it to the most comfortable angle.

Seeing this, Lan Qing unconsciously moved her body.

Only then did he realize that his limbs were tied, and the communicator was floating in front of his eyes.

"Come on, while I'm still patient, hurry up and contact the twin mother."

Seeing her struggling to break free, Ennel smiled even wider, "Don't try to escape."

"As a student of my Ennel, you should know what is binding you."

Lan Qing: "..." Of course she knew.

This was when I was in school, a classmate proposed: "When those of us who are genetically awakened in the healing auxiliary system face a strong enemy, how should we fight back?"

"When we don't know how much the powerful enemy has hurt us, how can we prevent them from causing irreparable damage to us?"

...

With the first question asked, many similar questions came out.

Faced with these almost similar problems, the whole class was trying to find solutions for themselves.

Then Lan Qing thought of a way,

And carry out research, and finally develop such a material.

Use it to limit the enemy's turn-on genes.

However, Lan Qing never imagined in her dreams why this thing turned into a rope and used it on herself?

Facing the girl's speechless response, Ennel was very happy: "Hehehe...do you find it surprising?"

"As a teacher, I would also like to thank you. When I first proposed such a research idea, I would also like to thank you for researching its initial state."

"Now, its patent belongs to the teacher, and the right to use it is also for the teacher."

"I have to say, you young people are really active in thinking."

Lan Qing's eyes widened in disbelief: "You...you take our research..."

"Who said this is your research?"

Ennell raised his hand and patted her on the face, "This is the result of my teacher's research over the years, and it gave you inspiration when my teacher taught you."

"For so many years, being a teacher has never kept any secrets. To you students, it's really... so what?"

"Yes, what is it called a pouch?"

Listening to his talking to herself, Lan Qing finally couldn't hold back her curse: "You...shameless!"

At this moment, she was even extremely fortunate that the original sister Lingling left her original place immediately.

It's even more fortunate that Sister Lingling blocked herself and stopped contacting her.

Originally, in her impression, Professor Ennell was a respected elder who often supported young people and gave them opportunities.

But she never expected that he could take the research results of these students as his own!