I Can Enhance My Talents Using Unlimited Skill Points

Wang Ronghui came back to his senses and changed the topic to the meat ball left by Luo Fu.

Chen Yiming is now one of the pillars of Jiangnan Province and even the Great Xia Kingdom. He is a scumbag who likes many girls, is not very disciplined, has a free personality, is capable but unwilling to take up specific positions, and so on.

There are still many shortcomings that have been counted, but this does not prevent Jiangnan Province from making this person a banner figure, covering up shortcomings and highlighting advantages in various propaganda.

He even secretly took the initiative to help deal with the missing places, and established a positive image of brilliance and justice.

"I didn't expect Rover to be the product of a man-made perfect bloodline warrior."

After listening to Wang Ronghui's introduction, Chen Yiming sighed.

"It's not exactly what the western countries advertise. In fact, Luo Fu must be involved in another world, although we don't know the details." Wang Ronghui added.

Chen Yiming nodded.

If it was true as the propaganda said, western countries would already mass-produce such products as Rofo, and the country of Sam is known as the lighthouse of mankind, and there are a lot of younger brothers from the country behind it, and there will not always be only two martial masters who guard the country.

Originally, he intended to hand over the meat ball to the Institute of Biology, but after Chen Yiming knew that Luo Fu had a deep connection with the blood warrior, he directly stuffed the meat ball into Wang Ronghui's hands.

"This is?" Wang Ronghui's hands trembled a little. Of course he knew that the meat balls were of great value, but he didn't expect Chen Yiming to give them away for nothing.

"A mass of flesh and blood with strong vitality, which fell out of Luo Fu's body, and he couldn't eat it. Take it to the research institute for research, and try to crack the secret."

Chen Yiming said indifferently, with a tone of indifference.

"How can this be done? The Western Consortium will definitely not let it go, this thing is handed over to us, in case of accidental loss or being snatched back..."

"Small matter! If the power of the Western consortium dares to reach out again, I will cut it off again."

"However, the level of scientific research in Jiangnan Province is limited. If the meat ball is ruined, it will be really to blame."

"There are so many problems. If you don't want it, I will destroy the meat ball so that no one will miss it." Chen Yiming said seriously.

"Alright then! I will let the best experts take charge of this matter, and then try to recruit top experts from the capital. Jiangnan Province will definitely live up to this expectation."

Hearing that he intended to destroy the meat ball, Wang Ronghui quickly agreed and made a solemn promise.

In fact, when Chen Yiming took out the meat ball and introduced it as a relic of Luo Fu, Wang Ronghui thought about it, but it was difficult to speak, and he was also afraid that the research institute in Jiangnan Province would not be able to handle things of this level.

The initial expectation in my heart was that I was already very satisfied to be able to borrow it a few times for research.

...

The war was suddenly suspended, and another three days passed peacefully. During this period, the human side sent helicopters and martial arts experts to monitor the situation 24 hours a day.

Among the nearly ten thousand Shuren who broke into Jiangnan Province, the Shuren who did not master the inner strength could not make it through the next day and died suddenly due to various changes in their bodies.

On the third day, even if the treants who had mastered the internal strength could continuously absorb energy from the earth to supplement consumption, maintaining the internal strength to protect the body against nuclear radiation would also make these treants fall into a weak state.

From the night of the third day, treants who could not withstand the nuclear radiation put away their roots and turned into human forms, walked to the space channel and returned to another world.

After another night until dawn, the strange mountain village was completely quiet, and there were no longer living tree people taking root here, only the remnants of tree people who had mutated and died suddenly due to the influence of nuclear radiation.

Some of these remnants grew distorted sarcoma-like protrusions, some completely decayed and lost all vitality, and some were covered with large and small gray-white spots.

Chen Yiming walked around within a distance of ten kilometers, but the tree people rooted in the strange mountain village did not move.

He tried to mobilize a little bit of cloud power to stir the clouds, and the tree figures immediately seemed to sense something, and the outlines of their faces emerged, showing an impatient, complicated, and contemplative look.

"The life in another world like tree people is not simple, and tree people at the level of warriors are so sensitive to the power of nature." Chen Yiming looked solemn.

Although I don't know how the tree man noticed it, is it inheritance? Or is it another reason?

But undoubtedly the biggest factor that stopped the treant from invading was the night when he ambush Rover, he fully mobilized the power of the cloud.

It's just that Chen Yiming didn't expect that he could be detected from such a distance, although the range of power he mobilized the cloud was a bit wide, and he used too much force.

"The tree people occupied the territory of the original Heishui River through war. It cannot be for no reason. The huge root system of plant life and the desolate Gobi Desert are the only underground conditions that cannot be seen clearly."

Thinking of this, Chen Yiming had the idea of ​​sending a spirit villain into another world to investigate in the Gobi Desert.

But after thinking about it, honestly adding a little bit can make him stronger, and there is no need to put Jiangnan Province back in the crisis of treant invasion for his own selfishness, so he temporarily extinguished this curiosity.

All in all, it's the same thing if you become stronger and then push across. The cheating players are so confident.

...

On this day, all the invading tree people retreated to the space channel, and the major cities in Jiangnan Province began to clear up the wounded plants from the city to the wilderness.

Jiangnan City, former site of City Forest Park.

The originally tree-lined park has become a bare and open area. At this time, an army of thousands of people is assembled here, and there are also a group of small folk martial arts forces.

For unknown reasons, the military invited Han Qiufeng to sing the song "Tomorrow Will Be Better" before going out of the city to clear up the wilderness and hurt plants. It is said that it was to encourage the people below.

Many people scoffed at the civil forces involved in the operation.

For them, writing can't save the world, no matter how beautiful the singing is, it's empty, only strength can bring a sufficient sense of security, and they don't agree with the formalism practiced by the military.

But his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he suppressed his urge to complain and listened to the song.

The only bright spot is that the singing woman is very beautiful, attracting many warriors who think they are well-qualified, and intend to have some indescribable exchanges with Han Qiufeng.

Chen Yiming returned to Jiangnan City from near the strange mountain village.

It is said that the newly reorganized Provincial Institute of Biology made a major discovery when studying the meat balls left by Rover, and he planned to go over and take a look.

It was almost noon, and Chen Yiming felt a little hungry when he heard the sound of cooking in small restaurants on the street.

He chose a store at random and walked in.

"What do you want to eat?"

The person in charge of ordering food for customers is a young girl with a sweet smile and a very polite smile, with a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, she looks about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Three servings, no, five servings of stir-fried beef, let me choose any side dishes." Chen Yiming glanced at the menu and said.

His appetite to eat three or five servings is actually the same, but five servings can take a few more mouthfuls to satisfy his appetite.

"Please wait!"

The young girl handed the meal number plate to Chen Yiming. He pulled it and found that the other side hadn't let go. He looked down again, and it turned out that the other party was in a daze.

"Ahem!" Chen Yiming coughed twice as a reminder.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." The young girl woke up with a start and quickly apologized.

"It's okay." Chen Yiming replied, and sat down at an empty table with the meal number plate.

He imagined in his heart that maybe even if he didn't open the hang after time travel, he should be able to do well with this face. Chen Yiming subconsciously ignored the changes brought about by the transformation of the body during the cultivation process.

In fact, if there is no way to embark on martial arts, the original body is an ordinary dick who cannot be more ordinary.

Soon, five servings of fried beef were served by the young girl, and the other party also gave a bottle of drink for free, and introduced with a smile that every customer who came to eat today would give it away.

Chen Yiming waited for the other party to turn around, and glanced at the other tables. Most of them had no drinks, and wondered in his heart that the young girl might not be the daughter of the restaurant owner.

In the ears, there were whispers from other people who came to eat.

"Have you heard that the invading treants have been repulsed?"

"I knew it a long time ago. The morning news is reported, and I pay attention to it every day."

"The tree people are not very powerful! There is such a big battle in the province, and there are nuclear explosions and mobilization of the army to surround them. I didn't expect it to be over in a few days."

"Who knows? Anyway, the wartime status has been cancelled, and I have to go back to the company to work overtime after eating in the afternoon. I suddenly miss the days when I lay flat at home."

After eating, Chen Yiming came out of the restaurant and just walked a few dozen meters forward.

Across the street, a beautiful woman with a peaked cap on her head, big sunglasses on her face, and a long windbreaker walked out of the milk tea shop with a cup of milk tea in her hand, followed by two strong men in black suits.

"It's you!"

Just as Chen Yiming was about to go to the Provincial Institute of Biology, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. He looked across the street and said in surprise, "Han Qiufeng, it's you!"

Although Han Qiufeng was fully armed and wrapped himself up tightly, Chen Yiming recognized him at a glance, but he didn't expect to see him for a few days, and the other party seemed to get rid of his troubles.

The original manager was gone, replaced by two burly bodyguards.

Han Qiufeng trotted over from across the street, took off his peaked cap and big sunglasses with a guilty conscience, and revealed a delicate face: "I didn't even have the chance to thank you. It's really thanks to you being there that day. Without your help, I would definitely be finished."

"It's okay! I also can't understand those nasty things, but it just happened to happen." Chen Yiming said casually.

When Han Qiufeng heard this, he was instantly filled with a sense of loss, which was a bit different from what he expected.

To know that she was able to get out of the quagmire smoothly, she met this noble person in front of her who was willing to lend a helping hand.

After that day, the person who set up a trap behind the scenes, a second-generation martial artist, came to the door and knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

In addition, she was quickly arranged to enter the army to become a literary female soldier, but she did not need to report to the army and lived a normal life.

The manager appointment was also quickly transferred to Jiangnan Provincial TV Station, where an experienced manager took over, and four strong bodyguards were arranged to rotate between them 24 hours a day.

She didn't dare to think about this kind of treatment in her dreams. After all, in this era, force is the most important thing, and everything else is several levels lower.

Some passers-by on the street recognized the popular Han Qiufeng and looked over curiously.

With an idea, Chen Yiming put on Han Qiufeng's big sunglasses, and then left a sentence: "There are too many people here, I like to keep a low profile, so I'll go first."

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

When Han Qiufeng reacted in a daze, he had already walked a long way, and after half a second of hesitation, he disappeared on the street.

...

The Jiangnan Provincial Institute of Biology is only one street away from Jiangnan University.

It was originally a small unit, but after receiving policy support suddenly, several small units and private houses next to it were moved out, and quickly refitted and handed over to the Provincial Institute of Biology for use.

The director, Wu Weiguo, is over half a century old and has short gray hair, but he is full of vigor and vitality, and he does not feel the exhaustion of the years from his body.

He was walking back and forth between various laboratories at this time, the whole building was relatively quiet, and some young researchers did not dare to talk in a low voice, almost only the sound of the equipment running.

Before, a researcher couldn't stand the almost militarized management rules. After being found lazy, he just complained and justified a few words, but was thrown out of the institute by the director Wu Weiguo on the spot, announcing that the researcher was fired.

This researcher is not a dispensable one. He has worked in a key laboratory in Beijing for many years, and returned to Jiangnan Province in the early years. He has always been a core member of the project.

This move directly deterred the reorganized Institute of Biology, and no one dared to be lazy and fool around after that.

A soldier ran quickly to the research building, and high-frequency footsteps came from the stairwell. After the soldier found the director Wu Weiguo, he informed him that he had arrived.

Wu Weiguo put away his stern expression, turned into a kind old man, and followed the soldiers downstairs.

Chen Yiming walked around the institute with a pair of big sunglasses and a guard guard at the entrance.

With a sweep of his mental strength, he found that there are researchers working in every laboratory in every building, and everyone is extremely serious, racing against time to do experiments.

He secretly said in his heart: "Not bad! It seems that there is no problem with the treatment of the meat balls left by Luo Fu."

Meat balls are useless to him, but they are of great scientific research value. If they are used well, they may catch up with the research on blood warriors in Western countries.

And if it is handed over to the wrong person, it will be troublesome, and there may be some troubles. After all, only when Luo Fu's relics fall into his hands will no one dare to peep.

Wu Weiguo came out from the stairs, and walked quickly towards Chen Yiming and the soldier guarding the gate.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Wu Weiguo greeted him and offered to shake hands.

"It's okay, the institute is quite busy." Chen Yiming replied.

He got acquainted with Director Wu briefly, exchanged some pleasantries, and then followed him to the basement where the meat balls were kept.

The entrance to the basement was guarded by military martial arts experts, and the same was true inside. After a total of three procedures, the two were able to enter the room where the meat balls were stored.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Yiming saw that the meat balls left by Luo Fu had changed drastically. They were inserted with catheters and soaked in a pool of blue liquid.

The size did not change, but the breath of life was much stronger, and it kept beating like a real heart.

At the same time, the pool of cyan liquid became thinner little by little, and every minute or so, the meat ball discharged a stream of bright red air into the catheter.