Intuition

For a team, the allocation mechanism is extremely important; it is something that must be defined at the very beginning of team building.

The only thing that Zhang Xuezhou regretted was that time was too tight. Traveling day and night from Jiangxia to the Northern Border region took too much time, and he didn't have time to go to Shanggu County to seek Ning Cheng's guidance on tracking techniques.

Zhang Xuezhou learned Dong Zhongshu's Star Reversal Tracking Technique, but he found it difficult to apply it in reality.

As for learning Ning Cheng's academic knowledge, it wasn't something Zhang Xuezhou could simply acquire by talking. Ning Cheng and Zhang Xuezhou had a casual relationship, and Ning Cheng wasn't a Confucian School scholar willing to spread Confucianism far and wide. In fact, Ning Cheng's school of thought was extremely conservative, making it very difficult to learn the tracking technique.

Zhang Xuezhou eventually lay on his bed in the side room of the Daoist temple, watching Gongsun Hong and Li Shaojun continue to discuss the matter of going to sea.

The deal eventually came to fruition, and what followed was his sea voyage while he lay down.

If he's lucky enough, there's a small chance he'll be standing in the Mohists's Mechanical City after he regains consciousness.

If his luck is just average, he should be on an island or in the ocean, or returning from a sea voyage.

Zhang Xuezhou had no control over the next twelve days, so he had no choice but to go with the two of them. As long as he could survive, he was willing to go anywhere while he was not in a good state of mind.

If I can participate in some serious matters after waking up, that would be the best thing.

If the world were to change again in the future, he might be able to have Li Shaojun take him back to Chang'an City.

"Dongfang... Zhang Xuezhou!"

The sound rang out almost simultaneously, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a momentary daze.

Li Shaojun's voice and Zuo Teng's voice were almost seamlessly connected.

One sentence was spoken before Zhang Xuezhou's world shifted, and another was uttered when Zhang Xuezhou regained consciousness.

The former had something on his mind and wanted to ask, while the latter had come specifically to stake out the checkpoint for help.

"Zuo... Zuo Teng, what are you doing here?"

Without Zhang Manqian and Ren Anran, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his room was no longer so safe.

"You suddenly being by my side makes me feel very insecure!"

Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to open his eyes and remove the IV drip from his arm.

"You only wake up when it's time to wake up," Zuo Teng complained.

"I'm sick, what can I do?" Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands and said, "Do you understand my suffering now?"

I pity you!

No matter how amazing someone is, if the other person is an incurable patient, a normal person won't feel intense envy, jealousy, or hatred.

Zuo Teng had once envied and been jealous of Zhang Xuezhou, and he knew that Zhang Xuezhou was sick and relied on medical treatment to sustain his life, but that couldn't compare to the feeling of squatting by his bedside.

Zuo Teng felt that no matter how much Zhang Xuezhou tried to jump around, he couldn't escape the body's ailments.

This is similar to the group of high- Sequence Holder in the Old Age Mansion. They clearly possess extraordinary individual strength, but due to their advanced age and illnesses, they are forced to remain locked up in the Old Age Mansion, rendering their abilities largely ineffective.

Twelve days is too long; enough time for the outside world to undergo tremendous changes.

Zuo Teng's view of Zhang Xuezhou was more that of a support player, and he felt that unless Zhang Xuezhou had twice his intelligence and effort, it would be difficult for him to keep up with the leading group of people.

"If you're going to show sympathy, just give me a hundred doses of R32 catalyst. Don't make me beg Committee Member Zhou for this kind of thing," Zhang Xuezhou complained.

"That's ten million!"

Zuo Teng felt a sharp pain in his heart. Based on Qimeng Haige's success rate in producing finished products, 100 units of R32 catalyst would require a cost of ten million.

However, the Zuo Household laboratory cannot actually achieve this success rate; this amount is considered the lowest possible estimate.

After thinking it over, he could only convince himself that it was all worthwhile by talking about gaining experience from lower-level production.

"My family Not Short of Money. If you don't take the initiative, I'm going to go solo," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Okay, okay, right away," Zuo Teng assured him. "You still have six bottles of R32 catalyst, enough for you to use for a month or two. I'll definitely get things sorted out within that time!"

"A lot, I want a lot," Zhang Xuezhou added.

"Plenty of food, all you can eat!" Zuo Teng assured him again.

Although Zhang Xuezhou has weak genes, he has infinitely accumulated Gene Fighting Technique, thus guiding a possible qualitative change.

He wasn't worried at all about asking for too much.

He even suspected that the catalytic effect of R32 on his body might not last for seven days as Chimon Haig mentioned, but rather that the duration would be much shorter when it was strongly applied, and there might even be a need for continuous injections.

"Then I believe your promise," Zhang Xuezhou said, patting his shoulder. "What did you come to see me for?"

"This is terrible! This is terrible!" Zuo Teng exclaimed anxiously, "My father kicked me out!"

"This is no big deal," Zhang Xuezhou retorted. "Even your falling out as father and son isn't a big deal!"

"It's one thing for my father to disown me, but the real problem is that I've discovered he seems to be in contact with some people outside the province, seemingly plotting to overthrow the Sequence Committee," Zuo Teng said.

"Him?"

Zhang Xuezhou was taken aback, but felt that this was not a big deal.

If someone like Zuo Quan can overthrow the Sequence Committee, then there's no point in the Sequence Committee existing.

"What, you... you look down on my dad that much?"

Zhang Xuezhou's reaction was too blunt, while Zuo Teng's reaction was somewhat belated.

"I respect your father," Zhang Xuezhou said dismissively, "But I'm just a piece of trash. What are you doing here looking for me?"

"I want to know what happened at the Imperial Mausoleum that night," Zuo Teng said. "What exactly is the use of that sword orchid? Was my father influenced by this sword orchid, which caused such a drastic change in his personality?"

No one knows a father better than his son, Zuo Teng felt that Zuo Quan was a stranger to him.

The other party used violence to drive him away and exchanged harsh words with him; this is not the normal mindset for Zuo Quan.

Others thought Zuo Quan was just moody, but Zuo Teng felt that Zuo Quan was like a completely different person, as if he had been bewitched.

This change occurred within just one or two days of exploring the imperial tomb.

"I obtained the video footage from Committee Member Zhou. You were the one who filmed it, so you should know more about these things," Zuo Teng said.

"Why don't you ask Committee Member Zhou?" Zhang Xuezhou asked suspiciously.

"She's busy!"

"I'm busy too!"

Zhang Xuezhou got out of bed, took out a pre-prepared black-boned chicken from the freezer, heated it up, added some staple food, and ate slowly.

Having ridden his horse for nearly twelve days in another world, he was still not completely free from the influence of the other world, nor had he switched all his thoughts back to the real world.

His state is normal. Even normal people will recall their dreams for a moment afterward. Unless he has experienced a major shock, Zhang Xuezhou will also be absent-minded for a moment.

"Don't think your family can stay out of this. Your mother went to the Eastern Mountain Imperial Mausoleum to do live streaming, and some people in Western Capital City believe she might also be involved in the plot to subvert the government!"

It wasn't until Zuo Teng warned him again that Zhang Xuezhou quickly came to his senses and remembered Song Fengying was running around doing live broadcasts.

"Some people think my mother is plotting subversion?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully, "Isn't that just your interpretation of subversion?"

Song Fengying said it was okay to go to the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum to do a live broadcast in the middle of the night, since there was no law against it.

However, if it's not feasible, then it certainly isn't. The Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum is involved in Scarlet Alliance State, and there aren't many reasons to defend oneself when one gets caught up in it.

Zhang Xuezhou allowed Song Fengying to go there in the middle of the night, relying on Zhou Yueyan's leadership of the committee and his desire to see the situation of connections outside the province.

He even recommended locations where Song Fengying could do live streams.

"One move can have far-reaching consequences. If our family gets involved, your mother's investigation into the collapse of Emperor Luo Li's tomb could very well be the fuse, and your family will definitely not be able to escape," Zuo Teng warned. "This may not ultimately eliminate your family, but your family will certainly not be comfortable in this turbulent undercurrent."

Zuo Teng repeatedly mentioned the idea of subversion.

He was taking precautions to nip the problem in the bud and minimize the impact of any conflict between the two companies.

Only after Zuo Teng warned and asked for help several times did Zhang Xuezhou understand the situation and begin to take it seriously.