That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

Chapter 1219

Outside, the "roaring" machine sounds and the human voice is boiling, while in the humble aluminum room, there is a room of warmth.

"Do you still want to sleep?"

Lu Zhian has been lying on Shi Ning's side. There is a single bed with small space. Lu Zhian supports his head with one hand and lies on his side, covering Shi Ning in his arms. They point to each other and have no further development. Except that his lips are a little red, his clothes are neat and not exposed.

Shi Ning put his arm around his thin waist and squinted like a lazy cat. "Don't sleep, lie back, it's time to go down the well."

"Eat something, pad your stomach and go down." Lu Shian looked at her for only a few days and lost a big circle of face. After losing weight, her beautiful facial features were more three-dimensional and exquisite, and even some baby faces were gone.

No, I have to bring it back.

The conditions in the mining area are difficult, and there is no way to start if you want to raise it.

Shi Ning thought for a while and said with a smile, "change your taste tonight, change your spicy taste, spicy and refreshing." you still have to pad your stomach, not your stomach. You've been staying for a long time. You're hungry.

Change the soup without changing the dressing. I still eat instant noodles.

Soon, Lu Zhian brought the instant noodles. Shi Ning had finished cleaning up. They shared a large stainless steel bowl to solve the problem of instant noodles.

Eat and drink. It's time to start.

At this time, the local news is waiting for the good news. Fang Fang sits in front of the computer, investigates the model in the computer, and can calculate the data and complete the chimera. As the screen turns black, the string of characters is flashing on the screen, and the square work rises from the computer. At half past seven in the morning, it is an overnight job.

The anti "Dan" door, which requires fingerprint, face and pupil authentication, opens. Yan Gong walks in with a bag of steamed stuffed buns. "Is there a problem with chimerism?"

"Not at the moment." Fang Gong yawned, took the steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk handed by Yan Gong, ate a few mouthfuls, slowed down, looked up at the wall watch, and tightened his eyebrows a little, "over there, it's early morning."

Yan Gong sat in front of another computer, looked up at the time, nodded, and returned the word "en".

It's early morning, and it's almost time to go down the well.

"There will be a harvest tonight," Fang asked again.

Yan Gong put his finger on the keyboard slightly. After a while, he replied, "there should be. When he was young, he has always been reliable."

There was no good news ahead. Although I was worried, I didn't think about the worst result.

For Shi Ning, all the scientists involved in the project are very confident.

Fang Gong sighed, "everything goes well on our side, and it will certainly go well when we are young. This child is a genius, a genius... Genius has always had good luck."

Otherwise, how could it be a genius.

"When did you believe in luck?" Yan Gong frowned. "She depends on her strength and has nothing to do with luck."

"Sometimes, it really needs a little luck," Fang Gong retorted. "Like mining raw materials, mining directly at the place she pointed out before actual investigation, it needs luck."

This is also why Shi Ning feels under pressure. Mining is all up to her.

Yan Gong was refuted to the corner of his mouth and answered after half a ring, "it's always good luck for hours."

"Of course." Fang Gong smiled and nodded, "so there should be good news tonight."