It was already evening when Xu Zhifeng returned to Wanyue Tower.

Yan Yingjian pushed open his office door with a deep blue and almost roared, "What do you mean? Are there any general managers in your eyes?"

Xu Zhifeng asked back: "What do you think?"

Yan Yingjian was so blocked by these words that he didn't know how to organize his language.

"Why didn't you come to the store today?"

He thought about it for a long time and returned to the old topic.

Xu Zhifeng took out the planting area as a shield, "I went to plant Xuanling grass. I am not a Xuanshi. The government's responsibilities are dependent on it, so I dare not disobey it."

"Fuck! I heard people say you've been in the auction house all day!"

"Then there is no way. I've moved out of the steps. Wouldn't it be good to give each other a face? That's right, I asked for leave today for the mission in the planting area and wanted to go to the auction house to see the world. Can't it?"

Yan Yingjian's teeth were grinding, "You..."

"What are you? Well, I also think it is of great significance to the Sect Master Fenglai to Wanyuelou for dinner, but I am not a chef. Whether I have a vacation or not will it have any impact on the Sect Master Fenglai's dining experience? I'll ask you, does it have any impact?"

Bang!

But Yan Yingjian closed the door and left.

In fact, he was just accused of being defeated one after another. When he thought of Xu Zhifeng coming to vent his anger, he never thought that he would not vent his anger and was slashed instead.

What really made him angry and depressed was that Uncle Gong also released the pigeon.

At noon, Li Qingbai came to the shop as he said, but he only took a bite of the dish and left without saying a word, leaving behind a table full of delicious dishes.

No one dared to touch the dishes on the table that had not been tasted before, and finally had to pour them out.

Somehow this incident spread and caused a joke in the town. Yan Yingjian, who had been jumping up and down for most of the day, suffered even more humiliation.

Uncle Gong's apprentice, Zheng Jiangliu, the No. 2 chef who was in charge of the spoon today, was even autistic on the spot, and was so sad that he almost wanted to steal the ground with his head.

After such trouble, let alone taking advantage of Li Qingbai's fame, the store's turnover has plummeted today, but it is probably a negative impact that will last for a long time.

Later, when others mentioned Wanyuelou, such rumors were inevitable.

"Have you heard that the Sect Master of Yongzhou City Fenglai had gone to Wanyuelou for dinner in the past, and just tasted it, then stopped the cup and chopsticks and brushed his sleeves away?"

"There is still this? Doesn't Wanyuelou taste good?"

"Maybe our status is too low, and we have never experienced real food when we look at the well."

"Oh, the level of Wanyuelou is still a bit worse."

"That's right."

"Oh, we have never seen the world."

"well!"

Yan Yingjian could only blame everything on Zheng Jiangliu's failure to appreciate Uncle Gong's true teachings, and the dishes he made were a little worse.

But he couldn't offend the chef, and Uncle Gong, who is also an E-level Xuanshi, could only ask Xu Zhifeng to vent his anger.

But he didn't know that in Xu Zhifeng's eyes, he was almost dead.

After get off work, Xu Zhifeng went home to sleep and tried to analyze the substances again.

As expected, the venom of the Black-Devouring Snake, which was also taken from the D-level alien beast as the bottom sea blood, is still unresolvable.

Xu Zhifeng was not in a hurry and continued to promote resource reserves step by step, develop the body, and at the same time further spread the root network to the distance.

Time flies, and six more days have passed without realizing it.

That afternoon, Xu Zhifeng was fishing in the planting area as usual, and his spirit was actually madly manipulating the development of spore clones.

Suddenly, the diameter of the spore clone finally crossed the critical point and reached 8.8 cm.

Suddenly, the nutrients and energy accumulated by many of the asperospores in the past began to be consumed wildly, just like flood discharge from the reservoir.

The spore body trembled and became more violent, and eventually it shook into a sieve.

After a long time, the body officially announced to enter the next stage. Its size has not changed at all, but Xu Fuzi knew that his essence was somewhat different from the past.

There was more indescribable knowledge in his mind.

Without others teaching him, he naturally understood what advancement means.

First, he was convinced of one thing.

Before, the original body was indeed just a poor child, at the lowest stage of mysterious spore life, and was not even in the midst of the current.

If you have to divide the orders of level, it is about order 0.

Now that we have advanced, we have finally reached the noble first level from the unreachable level 0.

Secondly, all the benefits he gained after entering level 1 can be summarized into five major improvements.

First.

Improved synthesis ability: Spore thinking is further activated, computing ability is enhanced, and integration and coordination ability is improved. For basic agents, the synthesis process can be skipped after advancement and directly produced foundation building liquid and E-level disposable black liquid that are not included in the product.

You can use raw materials to synthesize conventional E-level mystic liquid, primordial liquid and special E-level mystic liquid. In fact, Xu Zhifeng could not do it before, but he had never tried it at that time.

second.

Improved parsing and copying ability: it can parse and copy D-level substances.

third.

Production capacity increase: The total daily foundation building liquid is increased to 20ml, and the same is true for disposable E-grade mysterious liquid. If ordinary E-grade mysterious liquid is produced, the daily production capacity is 10ml. If enhanced E-grade mysterious liquid is produced, the average output of 10ml in 2 days is produced.

fourth.

Transmission capacity is improved: The upper limit of each transmission of the channel is increased to 20g of substances.

fifth.

Improvement of specialization system: On the basis of resource specialization, another option is added to the subbody specialization to transmit specialization.

As the name suggests, the so-called transmission specialization also allows the blank sub-body to continuously adjust its own structure, weaken the ability of nutrient absorption and synthesis, and ultimately form a wonderful resonance effect with the ontology to increase the upper limit of the daily transmission volume.

After the specialization of a subbody transmission is completed, Xu Zhifeng can obtain a daily transmission upper limit of 30g at the first order.

He thought for a while and decided to analyze the venom of the Black-Devouring Snake first.

Before changing to Xuanshi, first change to a deputy profession with an old poison.

He took out the wisp of the venom of the Black-Devouring Snake with a total weight of about one milliliter.

Countless floe-shaped tentacles lingered out in the void and slowly walked around.

About an hour passed, Xu Fuzi said to himself, "It's done!"

He did not start working immediately to create the venom of the Black-Devouring Snake. It was not that he didn't want to, but that the reserves of the body were advanced and the first analysis of the D-level material, and he really couldn't hold on anymore.

Before waking up, Xu Zhifeng took out the blood from the sea again, but did not deliberately accelerate the analysis. Instead, his term of office was freely promoted, and it should be handled naturally in about a few days.

He asked for leave again that day, and after the planting obligation was over, he did not return to Wanyue Tower to work on night shift.

There is no other reason, I just want to be lazy.

Yan Yingjian was naturally furious, and Xu Zhifeng still did his own thing.

The next morning, many days later, he broke the grain of the foundation-building liquid again.

Three more days have passed, and the food is still ongoing.

On this day, Xu Zhifeng was a rare thing this time. He was busy all day in the planting area, but others couldn't understand what he was doing.

From early in the morning, he finally felt tired and sweating profusely in a corner of the field like a hard-working full-time grower.

He put the mud and sand in the open space into a sack, and then piled the sacks layer by layer and piled them in a corner of the square field.

When the stall was about to be closed in the afternoon, Liang Lu, a farmer next door, came over curiously, "What are you doing?"

Xu Zhifeng looked up at Liang Lu's field.

hehe.

I knew it would be like this.

Very smart guy.

He also laid yellow belts in the field, which were even much denser than himself, and the belts were thicker, almost dyeing the entire field orange, but it was meaningless.
Chapter completed!