The Heaven’s Jailer

"Ye Qingsui is like a shooting star. It used to be extremely bright, but in the end it still couldn't escape the fate of falling." Although he didn't have much contact with Ye Qingsui, as a person who had witnessed that period of history, Zhang Daoling still endured it. Can't help complaining about the impermanence of fate.

"Alas..." Liu Lang also sighed.

Even though he had never seen Ye Qingsui before, after hearing what Zhang Daoling said, he could also imagine how amazing Ye Qingsui was back then.

In fact, it's normal to think about it. Before Ye Qingsui ascended, he had a very high attainment of formations, and he could even create a stone house that integrated space formations. If it wasn't for the heaven-defying refining of the holy patterns, there might already be three heavenly spell refiners in the heavenly court.

At the same time, Ye Qingsui's experience also made Liu Lang make up his mind that in the future, he must study the formation method well. If he has the foundation of the formation method, one day, after he ascends, he may be able to copy Ye Qingsui's path and improve his technique. Achievement.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Daoling, Liu Lang left the Immortal Prison.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to visit Deng Wubao in the hospital. After some calculation, Deng Wubao had already been hospitalized for ten days, so he should have almost recovered.

"Nurse, where are the patients in this ward?" When Liu Lang arrived at Nanshan People's Hospital, he found that the ward where Deng Wubao lived was empty. A nurse happened to pass by, so he stopped the nurse and asked.

"You mean Professor Deng from the Agricultural University, right? Professor Deng has been arguing to go back to work, and he was forced to leave the hospital the day before yesterday despite the doctor's advice." The nurse replied.

"This stubborn old man!"

Liu Lang sighed, left the People's Hospital, searched with the immortal compass, and found that Deng Wubao was indeed at Nanshan Agricultural University. He didn't call Deng Wubao again, and drove directly to Nanshan Agricultural University.

The original blackened exterior wall of Qiming Building has been repaired, and the door of the building has been reopened.

Liu Lang quickly walked up to the fourth floor. The fourth floor is where Deng Wubao's laboratory is located. Last time, Liu Lang rescued Deng Wubao from here.

The four-story corridor has also been repaired, but traces of fire can still be seen in some places.

Walking to the end of the corridor, Liu Lang saw Deng Wubao who was directing the students and other staff members to conduct experiments at a glance.

"Professor Deng!"

Liu Lang shouted outside the laboratory door.

"Mr. Liu!" Deng Wubao looked back to see that it was Liu Lang, quickly took off the disposable gloves on his hands, and walked quickly outside the laboratory, in front of Liu Lang.

"Professor Deng, why did you leave the hospital before you fully recovered?" Liu Lang looked Deng Wubao up and down, and Deng Wubao's complexion had not fully recovered.

"I'm in a hurry!" Deng Wubao sighed, "Originally, the experiment has reached a critical moment, but such a thing happened, part of the experiment data was lost, and a lot of experimental instruments were burned. Morishita Kazuya, the ungrateful little Man, don't let me meet him again!"

So far, neither Deng Wubao nor the police know that Morishita Kazuya is also dead.

"You still have to do what you can. If you feel that your body can't bear it, you can go back and rest. It doesn't matter whether the experiment is a day or a day." Liu Lang said earnestly. He is not a capitalist. Although he spent money and invested, But you can't force people to die.

"Don't worry, I know my own body best. In fact, before the accident, the formula of the soil improvement solution has made a breakthrough. Morishita Kazu must have seen the results here, so he couldn't hold back. Stealing the experimental data, the result happened to be discovered by me. Although part of the data is lost now, it is only a matter of time before it is completed. It is conservatively estimated that before the Spring Festival, I will prepare a soil improvement solution with the same composition as the sample. However, whether To have the same effect, plant growth time is required, which may take a long time, probably about half a year!"

Deng Wubao told Liu Lang the specific situation of the project, and Liu Lang nodded. He also knew that this kind of project cannot be completed overnight, and the cycle will definitely be longer. He doesn't care much about time, as long as he can imitate the soil improvement solution, he will be satisfied.

"Teacher Deng, come and see!"

At this moment, a young man wearing glasses shouted in the laboratory, his tone full of anxiety.

"What's the matter?" Deng Wubao thought that something went wrong with the experiment, so he hurried back to the laboratory, and Liu Lang followed Deng Wubao into the laboratory.

Deng Wubao saw that the young man with glasses did not operate the experiment, but sat in front of a notebook with a PDF document on the notebook screen.

Seeing that there was no problem with the experiment, Deng Wubao heaved a sigh of relief, "Xiao Jiang, don't be surprised all the time."

"No, Mr. Deng, hurry up and read this patent." The young man with glasses said, pointing to the laptop.

"What patent?" Deng Wubao sat in front of the computer suspiciously.

The young man with glasses explained: "It's a patent on a soil improvement solution. I just downloaded it from the website of the Patent Office. The formula on the patent is exactly the same as the formula we have researched now!"

"What?"

Deng Wubao, who was quite relaxed at first, suddenly became nervous. He hurriedly lay down in front of the laptop and looked carefully, the more he looked at Deng Wubao's face became uglier.

After about five minutes, Deng Wubao stood up in frustration.

"Professor Deng, what's the situation?" Liu Lang asked. ,

"The formula of our soil improvement solution was first applied for a patent, that is to say, once the other party's patent is approved, even if we have researched the same thing, it cannot be applied to commercial production, and the soil improvement solution is not commercially produced. It's worthless at all." Deng Wubao said with a bitter face, "I never thought that there would be other scientific research teams doing the same thing as us. If I had known earlier, I should have applied for a patent immediately."

"Could it be that simple?"

Liu Lang immediately became alert. The soil improvement solution was diluted with Xiaotian dog's poop. He didn't believe that someone could make the same thing without a sample.

Reminiscent of the research materials Morishita Kazuya stole before, Liu Lang immediately concluded that the patent application was related to the stolen research materials.

"Student Jiang, send that patent to my mailbox!" Liu Langwei made a decision after thinking about it, and told the young man with glasses his mailbox.

Soon, he received an email in his mobile mailbox.

"Professor Deng, you continue to do the experiment on the soil improvement solution. I will solve the patent issue." Liu Lang said to Deng Wubao.

"You solve it? How do you solve it? Unless they withdraw the patent application themselves." Deng Wubao said while sucking his teeth.

"Then let them withdraw their application!" There was a trace of coldness between Liu Lang's brows.