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n126 Earthquake Prediction Device; Meeting a Good Friend!

nAfter Lin Fan left the library, he returned to his dormitory.

nAt this moment, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.

nDo you wish to claim the earthquake prediction device and its manufacturing principles?

n“Yes!” Lin Fan said.

nWhoosh!

nIn the next moment, a completely black rectangular machine about one cubic meter in size appeared in front of him.

nThis was an earthquake forecaster!

nThere was a huge stack of information on top of the earthquake forecaster.

nAt the top of the information, there were nine big words—’The Principle Behind the Construction of the Earthquake Prediction Device.’

nLin Fan first sized up the black machine and muttered, “This is the earthquake prediction device, right? It looks like a box.”

nThen, he picked up the documents and quickly flipped through them.

nAbout three minutes later, he had memorized all the information about the building principles of the earthquake prediction device in his mind.

n“I can predict earthquakes five days before they happen? That’s not bad.”

nPredict earthquakes five days before they happened?

nNot bad?

nIf an earthquake expert heard this, they would probably scream.

nOne had to know that with today’s science and technology, it was still impossible to predict an earthquake five minutes before it happened, let alone five days!

nLin Fan yawned, then lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

nHe did not sleep last night. Even though he had Violent Aesthetics and his body had been strengthened, he was still a little sleepy.

n…

nIn the physics laboratory.

nSwish!

nMuffled sounds rose and fell.

nIt only stopped after a long time.

nWang Guohai looked at the data on the computer screen and could not help but smile.

n“Let’s sort out this data, and we should be able to publish several SCI papers!” Zhong Wenting said excitedly.

n“Yes.” Wang Guohai nodded.

n“Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and get to work!” Zhong Wenting said.

n…

nLin Fan’s sleep was very comfortable.

nWhen a beam of hot sunlight fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

nLin Fan lay on the bed and rested for a while.

nDing! Ding!

nAt this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

n12:00 PM!

nThe red packets were here!

nDing! Congratulations, you’ve received ten yuan.

nDing! Congratulations, you’ve received 1,999 yuan.

n…

nDing! Congratulations, you’ve received 50,000 yuan.

nDing! Congratulations, you’ve received one yuan.

nToday, Lin Fan had earned a total of 72,121 yuan.

nLin Fan did not care about the amount of money. He put his phone back into his pocket.

nThen, he slowly walked out.

nNot long after Lin Fan left, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong, and Song Yi walked in.

n“What is this?” Ma Zhong pointed at the earthquake prediction device and said.

n“If only it was a little higher, it would be perfect as a table,” Song Yi said.

nZheng Jinbao also took a few curious glances, but he quickly focused his attention on his computer.

n…

nBefore 12 o’clock, the school cafeteria was filled with long queues.

nLin Fan did not want to squeeze in with the others, so he drove his Lamborghini to the nearby restaurant.

nCrystal shrimp dumplings, simple stir-fried vegetables, squab soup, stir-fried yellow beef…

nA simple and affordable lunch of 600 yuan made Lin Fan very satisfied.

nAfter the meal, Lin Fan walked out of the restaurant and prepared to return to school.

nAt this moment, a familiar figure appeared not far away.

n“Zhang Song!” Lin Fan shouted.

nZhang Song was Lin Fan’s good friend in high school.

nThe reason why Lin Fan attended the high school reunion was that Zhang Song was one of the people he wanted to meet.

nAlthough the man not far away was taller, darker, and thinner than the Zhang Song he knew in high school…

nLin Fan was sure that it was his good friend, Zhang Song.

nThe man not far away had obviously heard someone calling him and could not help but turn around.

nHe said in an uncertain tone, “Are you… Lin Fan?”

nLin Fan saw that he recognized him and said happily, “Hahaha! It’s me. I didn’t expect that we would meet here.”

nZhang Song was also very happy to see his high school friend. He said, “I didn’t expect this either!”

n“When did you arrive in Jiangbei?” Lin Fan asked.

n“I’ve always been in Jiangbei,” Zhang Song said.

n“What? Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’ve been in Jiangbei all this time! By the way, our class had a party in Jiangbei not long ago!” Lin Fan said.

nZhang Song said, “Oh… Is that so?”

nIn fact, he knew about the gathering.

nHowever, he had not been happy all these years, so he did not attend.

nLin Fan said, “I went to the last gathering because I wanted to see a few friends, but all of you didn’t go. If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone.”

nAt this time, Zhang Song’s mobile phone rang urgently.

n“What’s wrong, Huiling?” Zhang Song answered the phone.

nHuiling, whose full name was Zhang Huiling, was Zhang Song’s sister.

n“Mom fell to the ground, and her head is bleeding…” A flustered voice came from the phone.

n“What? I’ll be right back!” Zhang Song said anxiously.

nLin Fan, who was standing at the side, heard the contents of the phone call clearly. He hurriedly said, “My car’s just next door. I’ll send you back.”

n“Thanks,” Zhang Song said.

nThen, Lin Fan opened the door of the Lamborghini and quickly got in.

nZhang Song was slightly stunned.

nHe did not expect Lin Fan to drive a supercar.

n“Hurry up and get on,” Lin Fan said.

nOnly then did Zhang Song react and quickly get in.

nIf it was not for the phone call just now, Zhang Song would definitely have asked about the supercar out of curiosity.

nHowever, at this moment, other than feeling a little surprised, he was more worried.

nAfter Lin Fan asked Zhang Song for the exact location, he stepped on the gas.

nSuddenly, the entire Lamborghini dashed out like a lightning bolt, speeding through the middle of the road.

nSoon, Lin Fan arrived at the factory in Jiangbei City.

nThe factory was an old factory with decades of history. Therefore, it looked a little old on the whole.

nZhang Song’s home was in the factory’s staff compound.

nBang!

nZhang Song quickly rushed into the house and asked anxiously, “How’s Mom?”

nThe woman, whose head was wrapped in gauze, said in a hoarse voice with a trace of blood oozing out, “I’m fine. It’s just a small scratch.”

nThen, she said in a slightly reproachful tone, “Huiling, why are you so agitated?”

nZhang Huiling’s eyes were a little red. Clearly, she was really frightened.

nAt this moment, the woman finally saw Lin Fan behind Zhang Song and said, “This is…”

n“I was Zhang Song’s high school classmate. We were very good friends!” Lin Fan said.

n“So you’re Lil Song’s friend. Please take a seat. The house is a little messy. Please don’t mind it. I’ll go get you some tea.” After the woman finished speaking, she limped toward the coffee table.

n“Mom, I’ll get some water,” said Zhang Huiling.

nObviously, this family was very hospitable.

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