There is no hatred for no reason, nor love for no reason. This is a good thing, telling us that everything has a cause, and that it is also inducement for us to become in this situation all at once, Han Zhen thought.

Can diarrhea cause a weak body to pull the congenital body? This is definitely impossible. What exactly changed me? Han Zhen was determined to find out the truth.

From the rare introduction to alien civilizations, Han Zhen knew that there was a medicine in this world that could prolong life several times, correct the defective human genes and optimize it, but that was only possible for civilizations above level 5. Even the Tiandun Empire did not have it. The Tiandun Empire is one of the three alien civilizations that China has come into contact with so far. The civilization level is level 3. For the people on earth, they are already high-level people, and they don’t even have them. Why does it appear on me?

Medicine? Han Zhen walked into the kitchen. Before the change occurred, he only ate chicken soup. Could it be that it was the reason for the chicken soup? Seeing that there was no different chicken soup from usual, Han Zhen fell into deep thought.

"I bet, it's nothing if I just pull it a few more times. Anyway, I can't kill it, let alone there will be benefits. Who doesn't like the health is better?" Han Zhen shouted loudly to boost his courage. He happened to be hungry again. He understood that this was the relationship between nutrition after the body improved. Han Zhen turned on the fire and stewed the chicken soup for half an hour, then held the stew pot and started eating it directly. Drink the soup and chewed the meat. Even the Chinese medicine residue was bitten and swallowed.

With a "bounce", a thin piece of wood that was only half the size of a palm made Han Zhen's teeth feel so painful. When did this thing come out? This piece of wood is obviously something. After cooking for so long, it was still hard like a steel plate. But the feeling of holding it in the hand clearly tells Han Zhen that this is a piece of wood, no doubt.

If there were no other accidents, it would be the one that changed himself. Han Zhen was playing with this piece of wood, a little familiar, and thought about it carefully: Isn’t this one of the gifts that my second uncle brought to me? How could it appear in the soup pot!

Han Zhen’s father’s name is Han Shou. He died on Earth before Han Zhen was born. Han Hu and Uncle Han Zhen are still an officer in the Earth’s defense zone. At the colonel level, when he returned to Yan Huang Xing to report his duties two months ago, he brought back a large bag of Chinese medicinal materials and some earthly accessories to Han Zhen. This inconspicuous small wood piece is one of them.

"Did you really change me?" Han Zhen said to himself. He thought about it: I answered Sun Jing's call while making soup. After answering the call, I threw the dispersed Chinese medicine into the stew pot. It should have been thrown in at this time. Well, it seems that I took the wooden piece around to play with it two days ago, and then I put it in the kitchen casually? Han Zhen licked his lips that were irritated by the Chinese medicine residue. It's not such a coincidence!

A very ordinary piece of wood, light brown, is very similar to cinnamon, which may be one of the reasons why I throw it into the stew pot; the material seems to be made of oak bark, commonly known as cork; it needs to be sized, it can be pinched all on the palm of your hand; the thickness is very thin, only about half a centimeter, giving people the feeling that it can be broken by just a little force; the periphery of the wood chip has only been simple manual treatment, it looks very simple, with a small hole on the upper part, which can be worn with a rope, probably an ancient one

The plain wooden ornament; the front of the wood chip is engraved with some patterns: the middle position is a complex polygon outlined on the basis of a circle, with various figures. The outer edge of the polygon is of different lengths and has three circles of small short horizontal lines, some of which look like gossip, but more shorter and more irregular; the reverse side is very simple, without words, and only a few strokes are drawn, which is a very abstract plant. These patterns are dyed with a dye that is very similar to the color of the wood chip itself, and it is really impossible to see if you don’t look closely.

"What is this? What kind of secret does it have?" Han Zhen asked himself again. It was the same as before, and no one gave him an answer.

Han Zhen couldn't think about it anymore, and her stomach started to get upset again. Fortunately, this time, I only came eight times and the abdominal pain was relieved a lot. After the suffocation, Han Zhen went to check again. Fortunately, the value did not fall, but the increase was not much.

"You are just doing it on the eighth floor. I must unravel this secret. If I can keep doing this, I will admit that I have diarrhea every day." Han Zhen held the wood chips very dearly and entered the kitchen again.

After two pots, I put the wood chips in one pot, and the other pot was not put. The chicken pieces, medicinal materials, and seasonings were all the same. After half an hour, I drank the chicken soup without the wood chips in a bowl. After waiting for an hour, I had no reaction. Then I drank another bowl, let alone, there was a reaction, but it was done after only a few times.

"It's you!" Han Zhen kissed it fiercely, laughing at the slightly increased physical examination sheet.

He was not in a hurry to go back. Han Zhen was determined to study the wood chips. He called his mother, told him what he wanted to stay, and told her that her body had improved. He also sent a new physical examination sheet. Zhen Yaling cried with joy. If she hadn't been attending a very important meeting in Dizhou, she would have come here as soon as possible.

Han Zhen didn't talk about the wood chips on the phone, and it was hard to believe it. It was too weird and I don't know if there were any side effects. I should wait until I figured it out before thinking about what to say.

Over the past seven days, Han Zhen has used all his methods to solve the mystery with less information that cannot be less.

Uncle Er seemed to have said that some of the many small jewelry I brought to me were obtained from the jurisdiction of European countries. Among the four countries, the relationship between China and European countries is relatively better. Uncle Er bought some souvenirs when he visited the jurisdiction of European countries. Then, the wood chips might have come from Europe. Of course, it is only possible. It is not ruled out that it is an ancient cultural relic of ancient China, nor is it a high-tech product of aliens. Everything is possible!

After taking out the private money he had saved for several years, Han Zhen bought a small molecular inspection machine and conducted a comprehensive inspection of the wood chips. The test order obtained made Han Zhen stunned. None of them had a slightly more detailed prompt, the composition structure, molecular model, age estimate,... all of them were only one sentence that annoyed Han Zhen: It is impossible to judge!
Chapter completed!