The Parachuted-In Dean
His immediate superior was calling. How could Li Bai not answer?
He hurriedly swiped the screen to pick up, and instead of standing still, walked out of the diagnostic monitoring room.
"Hello, Dean. This is Li Bai... Mm, all right. I'll be right there."
Just as he'd expected, the dean had summoned him to the office.
After walking a few steps, Li Bai turned around and looked at Julian, who was standing at the door of the diagnostic monitoring room, craning his neck to peer outside. "Your approach looks promising. Test it in the other areas too. Hopefully this thing of yours will prove useful."
Surgery carried the greatest risk, with inhibitors coming second. Julian's bioelectric "noise reduction" technique acted externally and could be stopped at any time. If it could be used broadly, then even if it couldn't cure the problem completely, it would still carry the least risk.
Until a cure could be found, this little gadget could be of considerable help.
Li Bai found an unmonitored corner and, with a quick turn of his hand, pulled a large bag of yak beef jerky out of his Storage Ring, along with two tanned wolf pelts and two old sheepskins. They were all spoils he'd brought back from Deji Village.
Headman Zaxi had arranged for the wolf pelts to be tanned, then laid them out on the kang to dry for two days. He'd added two fluffy, soft old sheepskins and sent the lot to Li Bai by express courier.
Li Bai had just returned from the Jiuzhaigou scenic area after causing a stir at the Chinese Martial Arts Conference, and the big package had arrived right on time.
Besides the pelts, there were other local goods, such as cattle horns, sheep horns, and cattle skulls,