Chapter 411: Chapter 126: Secrets of the Human Body? (Part 3)

Admiral Bai comfortably lay back in his chair after hanging up the phone.

He was pleased that Su Xiaocai didn’t go back on her word or brush things off.

It’s quite fascinating; although she’s a businesswoman, dedicated to making money, she tends to disseminate the knowledge in her mind.

Once ten trainees return from their studies, driving technological progress forward, Su Xiaocai will likely earn the honorary title of a prominent figure.

The student status doesn’t suit her.

The ten trainees were rapidly digesting today’s lessons; it was almost midnight when Ai Shengping said, “We’ll have to get up early tomorrow. You all stay up, but I’m going to bed.”

“You go to sleep, I need to sleep too.”

The crammers can stay up, but as someone intended to attend more lectures tomorrow, they needed to study hard and be full of energy to learn more.

Ai Shengping: As expected, it’s easy to manage a group of stubborn people.

Late at night, the dark clouds settled overhead, obscuring the brilliant Milky Way.

The laboratory lights were bright, and Su Xiaocai sat on a swivel chair, researching the video recorded today.

She had watched it at least ten times, unable to comprehend the principle behind the body’s “deflation.”

Her pen was unconsciously scribbling on the white paper, with the chaotic lines mirroring her tangled thoughts.

Xiao Wanzi brought over a realistic dummy next to her, “Caicai, Doctor Ji sent this over, saying your turtle takes up too much space, so he gave you the dummy that was originally in the clinic.”

Su Xiaocai turned to look at the dummy; it wasn’t very delicate, half a normal face, half with the skin gone, and the vacant eyes rather creepy.

Su Xiaocai had a sudden thought that inside the human body, there might be mysterious pathways that are difficult to detect even by oneself.

After all, the concept of Qi Sensing itself isn’t very scientific.

Su Xiaocai ignored the dummy’s scary exterior and, according to the video, recreated the places where the tiny electric arc pierced.

Once pointed out.

Su Xiaocai touched herself in several places, feeling the differences with her fingertips.

Closing her eyes, she carefully explored every subtle change across each inch.

Lightly pressing down, skin, pulse, then she pointed at the philtrum. She remembers from her childhood in the countryside in her past life, elderly folks would press the philtrum for a fainted person.

Later, she wasn’t sure why this method disappeared; resuscitation was done through chest compression and oxygen inhalation.

She opened her eyes, her finger once again starting from the initial point.

Not very obvious, yet it certainly existed, Qi Sensing flowed gently, like small streams, with slight differences at each place it reached.

Su Xiaocai wasn’t sure whether she was perceiving things incorrectly or not.

She rummaged through the cabinet and took out some needles used for human suturing.

Too thick, sticking this into the flesh would surely hurt immensely.

She wanted the kind of pain sensation brought by a tiny electric arc lightly brushing the skin.

The intuition demanded needles as thin as a strand of hair yet not easy to break.

Opening the online platform, Su Xiaocai searched the keyword “needle.” Many choices popped up, she filtered by thickness and size, flipping through several pages, but found none.

There’s none, just make it on your own. Anyway, the machinery here is fully equipped to make any precise equipment desired.

Working overnight, by 3 a.m., Su Xiaocai couldn’t hold on any longer, “Xiao Wanzi, keep an eye on this batch of needles, they mustn’t go wrong.”

Xiao Wanzi: “Mm-hmm, Caicai, go and rest.”

Two and a half hours later, the microsurgical needles were ready and entered the sterilization phase.

Xiao Wanzi said, “Caicai, go to class, I’ll help you assemble them.”

Sweet and considerate little Xiao Wanzi, Su Xiaocai liked her so much.

She blew a kiss to Xiao Wanzi, holding a gigantic sandwich in one hand and hugging Huahua in the other, she ran to the Extraordinary Island’s office building.

Su Xiaocai arrived at the entertainment area at precisely six o’clock, not having finished her breakfast, and her hair was uncombed; she casually grabbed and tied it into a ponytail, with loose strands jutting out, looking like she wasn’t awake yet.

She saw a few extra tea tables in the entertainment area, with adorable tea pets displayed on them.

Her sleepy state improved significantly.

The entertainment area already had strange bamboo mats, and overnight, it had more tea tables and tea pets, quite fragmented indeed.

“Does Professor Su want tea?” After breakfast, a cup of tea helps dispel greasiness.

Ai Shengping handed Su Xiaocai a cup.

“Thanks, just call me Xiao Su, please.” There were several of them who were honorary professors, prominent figures.

They were truly deserving scholars.

She relied on having a bit more knowledge from her past life, just slightly leading them.

The reason they called Su Xiaocai a professor was because, after several hours of struggle overnight, they determined that the content Su Xiaocai taught was mostly accurate.

To know, what Su Xiaocai taught was not only new but also crucial chip technology.

Just her selfless spirit was enough for them to address her as Professor.

Ai Shengping: “Should we call her Teacher Su?”

Su Xiaocai rolled her eyes at them, it was no different from calling her Professor Su.

“Just call me Coach Su. We’re all the same, focused training in a private camp.” Hu Ping didn’t know these people, but he was savvy enough to realize from their conversations that they were scholars in certain fields.

Since they were all here for short-term learning, calling her Coach Su should be fine.

Ai Shengping: “What does Coach Su think.”

“Whatever you say. Let’s start the class.” Su Xiaocai yawned.

What followed was a day of classes, with everyone looking fatigued.

Contrarily, Su Xiaocai was full of energy and swiftly left to return to the lab.

Ai Shengping compared the young generation beside him, shook his head, and sighed, “No wonder at such a young age, she’s achieved so much. Can’t compare, can’t compare.”

The young trainees were munching food, the deliciousness soothing their hungry stomachs but not alleviating their swollen, dizzy heads, hence they didn’t notice Ai Shengping’s iron stare of resentment.

They were still in better shape, while Wu Qingqing couldn’t even hold the chopsticks steadily.

“Look at this, are my fingers drunk?” Shaking like having a severe illness.

Her muscles weren’t sore; the simulation pods during training even massaged their muscles.

Being in a new simulation pod for too long, neural reactions sped up, leading to loss of control.

“Soaking in a bath to relax would be good.” Ji Heng was similarly having trouble holding chopsticks, but he knew that should a bullet come flying at this moment, he’d probably have the chance to dodge it.

The simulation pod indeed made the body stronger, the body merely needed time to adapt to the brain and nerves.

But this growth rate had Ji Heng a bit worried about genetic breakdown.

The others didn’t think so much, their momentum for grabbing food was rising.

The bamboo shoots on the table were essential daily, Su Xiaocai had them eat them every day. Without knowing the reason, they obediently complied, because the key point was that they tasted delicious.

Wu Qingqing slurped a strip of bamboo shoot, with vinegar and red oil, the cold mixed bamboo shoot was especially sour and spicy.

“What are you eating?” After two days in the same space, both sides lost the strong sense of distance and the military trainees boldly closed the gap.

“Bamboo shoots, special supply foods, unavailable to others. Stir-fried, stewed, cold mixed, all taste great.” Hu Ping, this guy, particularly enjoyed putting bamboo shoots into his mouth.

“Special supply? Can we try some?”

“That’s not possible, Master said the food given to us can only be eaten by ourselves.” Even every day, it’s just a few bites, not enough to satisfy that bit of oral craving.

Su Xiaocai’s control was just right; voluntary long-term intake was much better than treating it as a task to eat, boosting mood and absorption.

Ai Shengping eyed them a few more times, quite wanting to have a taste, but the Military Training students eat too savorily.

As Chef Li came in to serve dessert, he asked the military trainees if tomorrow’s menu could add bamboo shoots.

Chef Li shook his head, skilled chef with no ingredients to cook with, “These are sent by Su Xiaocai’s dad, only this much comes daily. Sorry, can’t provide more.”

“Don’t apologize, the kids all said it’s a special supply, it’s just us craving mouths.”

“I’ll ask the boss if he can send more, but this stuff isn’t cheap, three thousand a pound.”

“Oops.”

“Oops?”

“What?”

Liu Xun nearly spit out the bamboo shoots, covering his mouth, desperately swallowing them back.

“This stuff costs three thousand a pound?” Li Shanchun fondled his belly.

Despite the affluence of his family, it’s impossible to indulge daily in such luxury.

Wu Qingqing’s pupils quivered. The meals paid for couldn’t possibly cover this small dish. If anyone says again that farmers aren’t rich, she’d be the first to throw bamboo shoots in that person’s face.

That expanse of bamboo forest, bamboo shoots growing everywhere, how much money is only that.

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