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After saying this, my father turned off the video and went to work.

At that time, he was already seriously ill, but he still insisted on working. The Earth Era, this giant cross-age spaceship, was built bit by bit in the hands of this group of workaholics.

Zhang Yuan stared at the iron box in a daze.

Even after being ridiculed, he was still a little reluctant.

Dad's memory had already become a little fuzzy, but now it became clear again, as if we had just parted yesterday.

That feeling is very sad...

After two seconds, he remembered something again, and looked at the iron box suddenly.

A potion that can increase intelligence!

real or fake?

Zhang Yuan swallowed, frowned, and opened the iron box.

Inside he found a small blue glass vial filled with liquid and a disposable syringe.

Impossible to enhance intelligence, is there really such black technology in the world?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"If it really existed, the world would have been full of geniuses long ago. Doctors are not as good as dogs. No matter how high the price is."

However, since it was what my father said, it must not be groundless.

Pick up the glass bottle, under the influence of dry ice, icy cold, with no more than 3ml of light blue liquid inside.

Zhang Yuan hesitated and wanted to find an institution to test the composition of the liquid. But I am afraid that this thing is time-sensitive. Once the temperature rises, it may deteriorate and lose its effect.

So, should it be used?

He clenched his fists and thought hard for three seconds.

First, the probability of success is greater than the probability of failure.

Second, since it was sent by my father, it should not be a harmful substance...

Third, he is really not reconciled, so he just acts like an ordinary person.

Use, don't be a fool!

Making up his mind, Zhang Yuan stopped ink stains, took out a disposable needle, and took out the blue liquid from the glass bottle.

"Intravenous..."

"Quiet, quiet."

Taking a deep breath, the needle pierced the vein in his arm.

A sting.

As an astronaut, I have received some medical training, and I am no stranger to this aspect.

Just a needle.

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth, pressed the syringe with his thumb, and slowly pushed the blue liquid in.

Soon, his cheeks began to heat up, and a strange drowsiness came from his head. He didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or because the medicine was taking effect.

Suddenly, the world is spinning!

He stared and fell to the ground.

...

When he woke up again, he felt his mind was in a daze, as if a vortex was spinning rapidly.

After lying on the ground for a few more minutes, the severe pain in the brain slowly eased down.

"...I can think now."

Zhang Yuan struggled to get up, looked around suspiciously, packed the needles and glass bottles on the ground, and put them in the refrigerator.

If necessary, perhaps find a place to test the composition of the remaining liquid.

"Am I smarter, or dumber?"

"Try it!" he thought enthusiastically.

The easiest attempt, of course, is calculation.

Zhang Yuan asked himself a question: "7812378*7812378=..."

? ? ?

? ?

?

As if the machine had rusted and jammed, the answer didn't immediately spring to mind.

It's over!

A fit of distraught.

The whole complexion turned into a liver color.

Fuck your uncle.

Didn't become smarter, did I become stupid? !

"It shouldn't be so bad... Hey, if it is really so bad, I can only admit it."

He got up from the ground, looked at the time, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening, and he was so hungry that he died.

"Maybe it's because the blood sugar concentration is too low, which causes the mental retardation of the brain..."

He found a random reason, tried his best to calm down his chaotic mood, walked into the kitchen, cooked a bowl of noodles for himself, and ate it.

People are iron, rice is steel, and IQ will be tested after eating noodles.

Zhang Yuan walked towards the study room and pulled out the book "Far Abelian Geometry and Docile Topology".

Can't understand, still can't understand.

"It's not right, I was too anxious, this book is too difficult."

Whether you can read or understand a book is not only related to intelligence, but also related to the accumulation of knowledge. Far Abelian geometry is a remote branch of algebraic geometry. Doctors in the Department of Mathematics are all overwhelmed. Without relevant pre-knowledge, even if Zhang Yuan's IQ is as high as 250, it is impossible to understand the content.

Then replace it with a simple one.

The Art of Computer Programming

A very classic book!

In this era, programming has become a compulsory course in high school and university, even though many people hate this course just like mathematics and physics.

According to their words, "What's the use of learning this thing? I don't have to work in this field in the future!"

But it is undeniable that software engineering is still the profession with the highest employment rate. Whether it is in the field of artificial intelligence, information technology or various mechanical designs, programming is all used.

Zhang Yuan's major in college is "Space Mechanical Engineering". This is a miscellaneous major who can learn almost everything, and programming is of course not so-so.

Zhang Yuan recalled the knowledge in his mind and turned to the first page.

[Volume 1, Chapter 1, Basic Algorithms. 】

"Take it as a review. Although this book is a classic, it gives the elementary applications of simulation, numerical methods, symbolic calculations, software and system design. It is quite difficult where it should be difficult."

Gradually, he entered a state of high concentration, and a strange emotion appeared in his mind.

When thinking about problems and solving problems, it seems to be overcoming difficult levels one by one.

This strong desire to conquer and a sense of satisfaction are attracting him to keep reading.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Zhang Yuan nodded his head, as if he had eaten an exquisite meal, when he had finished reading more than 200 pages of the book.

Very good book, no time wasted!

He stopped the pen in his hand, hammered his sore back, and kept reviewing the knowledge he had learned.

He looked up at the time.

No, it's already three o'clock in the morning, and I've been reading for six hours!

Time flies so fast, it's time to sleep.

Wait a moment!

Smart... IQ!

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a deep sense of joy welled up in his heart.

In the past, although Zhang Yuan was a good student who was diligent and self-disciplined, it was impossible for him to work so hard that he would spend six hours in a row reading boring books, and he was studying continuously without any gaps in the middle... He didn't even feel the passage of time.

But now, it seems a bit different, the whole book is not only read through at once, there is not even any stuck place in the middle, everything seems to be natural.

Ha ha!

This is real!

I really got smarter!

He excitedly rolled a few times on the bed...