Chapter 29 Minister, please come in

Wang Xiaoming carefully felt the feedback from the potion in his body. The digestion rate was very low, so low that he could not tell how much potion he had digested.

It seems that digesting a Sequence 8 potion is more difficult than a Sequence 9 potion.

However, the weak digestion of the potion also indirectly proved that his method of studying history to digest the potion was correct.

Wang Xiaoming's thoughts raced in his mind, and after confirming the extent of the potion's digestion, he raised the book in his hand again.

Time flies and it is soon evening.

In one day, Wang Xiaoming had finished reading the entire "Overview of History" and was now flipping through a copy of "Records of the Grand Historian".

Ever since he acquired the ability to hear and see sharply, his learning ability has been further enhanced. Normally, he finds some advanced mathematics and calculus extremely easy, and now reading history books is even easier for him.

Seeing that it was getting late and feeling a little hungry, Wang Xiaoming reluctantly put down the book in his hand and went out to eat with Li Jun.

Along the way, Wang Xiaoming found that there were more people on the road. At this time of the week, most people were still working in the laboratory, and few people could eat on time.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming didn't know that during the time he was reading, a piece of news had spread throughout the experimental base.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Wang Xiaoming was stunned by the scene before him. There were no empty seats in the cafeteria that could seat hundreds of people, and many people were eating while standing. This was the first time he had seen such a scene in more than a year at the experimental base.

The cafeteria was crowded and bustling. Wang Xiaoming simply walked to the stairs and came to the second floor of the cafeteria. It was not too crowded here, and there were still many empty seats.

Because most of the people who come to the second floor of the cafeteria to eat are base leaders, many base employees are reluctant to come to the second floor for fear of being seen by the leaders, so empty seats are left here.

When the two of them had prepared their meals and were about to sit down to eat, Wang Xiaoming saw two professors in charge of the laboratory.

One of them was Professor Liao, who had escorted him to the laboratory the day before yesterday. He was not familiar with the other person. He only knew that his surname was Zhu and that he was the professor who managed Laboratory No. 8.

I saw two people entering the private room on the second floor, one in front and one behind, and I didn't know what they were going to do.

Wang Xiaoming sensed that something was going to happen, and he felt a little curious, so he took out his mobile phone, opened Fetion, and immediately saw the top message in the group.

It turns out that the deputy director of the headquarters will come to the experimental base tomorrow to preside over the selection of the person in charge of the experimental base.

No wonder there was such a big commotion, it turns out the leader is coming.

But it has nothing to do with me.

Wang Xiaoming turned off his mobile phone and indulged in eating.

In the private room on the second floor,
There are not only Professor Liao and Professor Zhu, but also Professor Huang and Director Ma who is in charge of logistics.

The four of them sat at separate tables, on which was placed the finest Maotai liquor. They first raised their glasses and drank a few cups together before starting a conversation.

"I would like to congratulate Professor Liao in advance on his promotion," Director Ma, a man with a long face and a black shirt, raised his glass and drank it all.

The professors present also cheered: "Congratulations to Professor Liao on his promotion."

"You're all too polite. This is still uncertain, so we can't say anything careless." Professor Liao explained with a smile on his face after drinking the wine in his glass.

I don’t know if it was because he drank too much or he was too excited, but Professor Liao’s face was red.

"Professor Liao is too modest. He is a role model for us to learn from," Director Ma said, raising another glass of wine. "In the future, we will rely on Professor Liao to take care of us at the base."

After saying this, Director Ma raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

In the past, because the experimental base belonged to the Interpol headquarters, the base was under the remote control of the headquarters, and the daily management fell into the hands of the base director.

For example, Wang Xiaoming holds the title of laboratory director, but he doesn't like to be in charge.

Usually, Director Ma from logistics, Director Wei from security and several other directors come together to discuss things.

The headquarters is now preparing to establish a person in charge position at the experimental base. The base will have a new owner in the future, and the words of people like Director Ma will not be as effective as before.

So the quick-witted Director Ma met the positive and motivated Professor Liao, and the two hit it off. Director Ma supported Professor Liao to take the position, while Professor Liao kept the power in Director Ma's hands.

The private room was bustling with activity, but outside the cafeteria it was deserted. It was already dark outside, with only the street lamps providing some light. "Professor, are we going to the gym?" Li Jun was quite excited. He had just finished his meal and it was a good opportunity to go there to digest the food.

"Forget it, I'm going back to the dormitory to read for a while. If you want to exercise, go ahead." Wang Xiaoming refused.

Compared to fitness, he chooses reading.

The Sequence 8 Combat Scholar of the Spellcaster Path is just a gift. No matter how well he trains or how many combat techniques he learns, it will not help him digest potions at all.
On the contrary, the potion he needed to digest was the Artisan Path Sequence Eight Archaeologist. Fighting was just a snack to satisfy his daily cravings, and studying history was his staple food.

"Then I won't go either. I'd better stay with the professor to protect you."

Li Jun did not choose to go to the gym by himself because Wang Xiaoming's becoming a ghost rider at the base reminded him.

He realized that the experimental base was not 100% safe, and he felt at ease staying with the professor.

The next day, Wang Xiaoming got up very early.

As the weather began to warm up, he took out last year's clothes and prepared to give them to the cleaning staff for cleaning.

Li Jun woke up earlier. After becoming a ghost rider, it was difficult for him to have a good sleep.

Soon, Wang Xiaoming received a notice to go to the conference room in the office building for a meeting.

He knew that this should be the meeting to select the person in charge of the experimental base.

When the two arrived at the meeting room mentioned in the notice, they found that there were already quite a few people sitting inside.

All of them, big and small, are members of the base management, and the lowest-ranking one manages more than a dozen people.

At this time, the deputy minister of the headquarters had not arrived yet. Everyone in the conference room divided into different small groups and began to discuss who would become the person in charge of the base.

Wang Xiaoming's arrival did not affect everyone. They just looked at the door, and after finding out it was Wang Xiaoming, they lowered their voices a little, and no one dared to come forward to talk to him.

Wang Xiaoming was not surprised to see this scene, and he took Li Jun to find an empty seat and sit down.

There is a reason why these people dare not step forward. Wang Xiaoming used to be very ruthless in his style of doing things, and often measured a person's life by value.

There was once someone who wanted to get close to Wang Xiaoming, but Wang Xiaoming treated him as an experimental subject and locked him in an observation room with evil spirits, which scared him to death.

From then on, the leaders of the experimental base kept their distance from Wang Xiaoming.

If I can't afford to offend you, can't I just hide away from you?
"Who do you think will be the head of the base?"

"It should be Professor Liao who has not escaped. I saw that he has already made arrangements with several professors and asked them to choose him when nominating."

"And I heard that he used his connections at headquarters, so he's almost certain to win this time."

"Oh my god, this guy is really good at scheming," he said, his voice became much quieter. "I thought Professor Wang would be the person in charge."

"Impossible! Professor Wang is too cold and doesn't get along well with others. Who would choose him?" The man glanced at Wang Xiaoming and lowered his voice a lot.

Although the environment in the conference room was a bit noisy, Wang Xiaoming still heard a lot of conversations about him with his excellent five senses. Most people believed that he could not compete with Professor Liao.

He didn't care and just came to watch the fun.

These people didn’t know that Wang Xiaoming had never thought about competing for the title of person in charge.

Professor Liao cares about the person in charge of the base, but Wang Xiaoming cares about the secret of spiritual revival and how to digest the magic potion as quickly as possible. The two are not on the same channel.

Dangdang Dangdang!
A person near the window suddenly slammed the table hard: "Everyone stop arguing, I just saw the deputy minister from the window!"

The next moment, the conference room fell silent. Those who had gathered together to chat hurriedly dispersed and returned to their seats.

Not long after, a flattering voice came from outside the door:

"Minister, please come in."

(End of this chapter)