This was a good opportunity. He looked at Bi's neck calmly and entered "concentration", just like burning his hands with flames, allowing the bloodthirsty urge and desire to torture himself.

The body is silently familiar with everything that belongs to the vampire.

Strong self-suggestion can drive people crazy. If this body, which has been strengthened twice, remembers the feeling of a vampire, can it obtain the vampire constitution through "self-suggestion"?

I'm afraid it won't work.

But this is also an experience, and you can also know how specific the vampire's desire for blood is to prepare for the future of dealing with this creature.

"Why? I stare at me like this?" Bi wiped her mouth and glared at Li Changzhou with dissatisfaction, "Don't you just drink some water? I'll give it to you!"

Li Changzhou took another sip, slightly relieved the urge to bite Bi's neck, and then put away the "Snow Mountain Kettle".

Bi turned her head and looked at the ground, saying, "It's here."

The train cabin blasted and crashed into the Edison Institute.

The institute is not like the institute. In a spacious and large space, tables are placed like a weaving factory.

Li Changzhou stood up, walked out of the carriage, dragging a wisp of white mist.

Edison, wearing a suit and slightly sparsely-white hair, was holding a cigar in his mouth and was surrounded by bricks on the walls that were smashed by the carriage.

"Good noon, Mr. Edison." Li Changzhou waved the last wisp of white mist on his shoulders and said hello to the King of Invention.

Edison took a deep sip of the cigar and the cigarette butts shone.

He let out a sip of smoke, calmed his emotions, and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Changzhou recalled the name that the female butler said: "Zhu...Spencer...Morgan."

"Morgan?" Edison threw away the cigar, stepped over the pile of bricks, and reached out his hand, "Hello! Welcome to my institute!"

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"What kind of person is Edison?"

"Who knows." Yang Qinglan looked at the town not far away, and his tone was careless. "Some people say he is the king of invention, some people say he is a liar, some people say he is a capitalist, and some people say he is too stupid."

"Stupid?" Li Qianxia repeated in surprise, "Edison is stupid?"

"Tesla said." Yang Qinglan withdrew his gaze. "It is said that the methods used in Edison's experiments are very low-efficiency and often do things that are half the result with twice the effort. In Tesla's mouth, he doesn't even have some basic theories and calculation methods. He completely ignores primary education and mathematical knowledge and only believes in the intuition and experience of the inventor."

"In short," Yang Qinglan came to a conclusion, "he is a person who is diligent and too lazy to use his brain."

After that, she added: "This is Tesla's point of view."

"History is really... wonderful." Li Qianxia didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It may also be that Tesla is jealous and jealous of Edison, a person who dropped out of school in elementary school, has achieved great success - this is also a speculation. No one knows the truth. If you dare to be interested, you can ask yourself."

Yang Qinglan asked her to ask Tesla and Edison, but Li Qianxia remembered Li Changzhou.

"I don't know if my brother is here." She was a little sad and hadn't seen her brother for almost a morning.

It was not an ordinary morning. I didn’t know where the other party was going, nor did I know when and where the next meeting would be.

"By the way, Lan," she looked at Yang Qinglan who was also looking into the distance as if she remembered something. "When I see my brother, I will ask him to transfer the money to you. You should learn the next two skills. I think it is quite necessary."

Yang Qinglan shook her head: "Let's talk about it after you go out. There may be something better to buy this time."

"Then we have to be able to go out too. If you become stronger, we can go out!"

"Let's talk about it." Yang Qinglan still doesn't want to spend money on the Gospels, so it's better to leave it to Li Changzhou to upgrade his skills.

Li Qianxia suddenly laughed secretly.

Facing Yang Qinglan's puzzled gaze, she smiled and said, "I'm just thinking about you when we first met, you were serious and coldly told my brother about team spirit and game coins to those in need. Now you can't bear to use them yourself."

Yang Qinglan smiled, very beautiful, extremely beautiful, but she didn't have a smile.

"...I won't say it anymore." I won't say it anymore, but Li Qianxia gusted again, "I'll only say to us myself, I won't say to you."

"Have I told you?"

"Uh--, um... I will do it in the future, and I will definitely do it in the future! Um!"

"Here!" The old witch hunter's voice suddenly came.
Chapter completed!