Wang Ying just smiled and did not argue with him. Instead, he took out a square plastic bag the size of a palm from his arms.

When everyone was confused, Wang Feng continued to tell his story.

"When I left the tribe, the leader sent me a man to send me out, and probably to thank me for everything I did, he gave me two gifts..."

Wang Ying took out a necklace with animal skin wrapped in rope from the bag. The pendant was like a knife and a wolf's teeth, but it was a little larger than the wolf's teeth. He also took out a smaller plastic bag with some black powder inside.

"You know... I haven't received many gifts in my life, so I took them with me. This necklace, which looks like a wolf tooth, was worn by the leader himself. I took it off and gave it to me on the spot, but I checked a lot of information and didn't know what it was..."

After saying that, he handed the necklace to everyone.

After all, those who come here are all stubborn masters in the antiques business. For some strange things, their knowledge is not comparable to ordinary people.

Sure enough, an old man in his sixties rushed up as soon as he saw this thing, grabbed it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

He kept muttering, 'really?''How is that possible?'' But if it were something in the primitive tribe... it was possible...' A move evoked everyone's curiosity, and someone asked, "Old Wu, do you say, don't just watch yourself."

The man who was called Mr. Wu said twice, then held his glasses and said, "According to records, there was a bird that was small but carnivorous a few hundred years ago. It was ugly and gorgeous. Of course, it refers to its beak, which is the beak. The local natives called this bird "fighting bird". No matter how big or fierce the body is, they will have to fight a bucket as long as they enter its territory. The weapon is the beak. The natives also like to use the beak of the beak of the bird to make weapons, which can make the best spears and bows, because... the beak of the beak of the bird is as hard as steel!"

As he said that, he slipped the necklace in his hand on the wooden table, and easily and smoothly "cut" out a "v"-shaped gap.

Mr. Wu continued: "However, according to historical records, the hardness of the beak of the beak of the bird is second only to that of the jade diamond..."

He turned to look at Wang Ying and asked, "Don't you mind?"

Wang Xing smiled and shook his head.

Just saw Mr. Wu pick up a whiskey glass and stroke it hard with a necklace. Everyone heard a subtle squeaking sound. The heavy whiskey glass actually left a heavy white mark. In contrast, the necklace was completely damaged!

Mr. Wu was breaking it hard, and the whiskey glass was split into two along the white seal.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

You should know that this kind of wine glass is already harder than ordinary glass, and it is almost as hard as natural crystals.

Mr. Wu couldn't put it down and held the necklace in his hand and sighed: "It's true!"

He turned his head to explain to everyone, "This fighting bird was extinct hundreds of years ago. The record only says how magical this beak is, but no one has seen it before. I thought it was an exaggeration of historical materials... As for the preciousness of this thing, let's put it this way, things will reach their limits in one aspect, but they will be weak in another aspect, like diamonds with the greatest hardness. Even if they are polished, they cannot make a hole in the palm of humans. The sharp knife cannot even cut the glass...

The beak of the bird is just perfectly at a critical point, ensuring its sharpness while maintaining its hardness, and maximizing its hardness on the premise of sharpness…

There is no other thing in the world that can perfectly interpret the definition of "hardness and profit". It's amazing!"

Although he had the idea of ​​occupying this thing, Mr. Wu could only hand over the necklace back to Wang Ying in full view.

And said, "This guy...sorry, I don't know your name yet."

"Wang Xing, just call me Xiao Xing."

"Okay, Xiao Ying, the value of this thing is not in its history, its sparseness, or even its function, its value is in its scientific research value! If the ingredients can be clarified, then... I can say responsibly that it will truly put the cold weapon to the most perfect end!"

Wang Xing smiled and said, "It's just a gift from a friend."

Mr. Wu understood this sentence.

The words mean that Wang Ying obviously would not give it to him, nor would he use it to gain any benefits for himself, and would cede him without desire, without any intention.

However, looking at Mr. Wu's disappointed expression, Wang Ying added: "But if the country needs it in the future... I don't care if it makes some contribution."

Only then did Mr. Wu smiled with satisfaction.

And everyone present was Liu Zhe who lost the most.

As soon as he proved that Wang Xing was bragging, he showed him evidence that no one could refute.

Liu Zhe suddenly felt a little worthless because of his scruples, and wanted to find a crack in the ground, so he hurried into it.

But he is a scene man after all, and he knows that there is a magical skill called "changing topics".

Liu Zhe asked: "This necklace is so extraordinary, then...what are those black powders?"

Wang Xing scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know much about this...but at least I know the purpose of this powder."

It turns out that this black powder is a magical object of the cannibal tribe. However, all people in the tribe will ask the witch doctor for this product when they are sick, and most of them will be cured by medicine. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of drug like "panjin oil".

Before he left, the leader specially asked for some medicine to be used for Wang Xing.

After Wang Xing introduced it, everyone came to see it, but unfortunately no one saw any name this time. Even one of the old men was a doctor and had never seen this drug.

Just as everyone lost interest in black powder, the goddess in Wang Feng's mind suddenly said: "This kind of thing can indeed cure some diseases. As for what it is... do you really want to know?"

Wang Feng said with a little puzzled understanding: "Of course I want to know."

"Okay, that's what you said. This black powder is the brain of a small animal. Remember you call this small animal 'cockroach'."

Wang Ying's hand shook three times, and dropped the plastic bag on the table, which attracted the attention and doubts of the people around him.

The goddess continued, "And it's not an ordinary cockroach, it's the kind that's very big, well... bigger than the thumb..."

Wang Ying retching a few times, holding her whole face red. You should know that the powder was put into the plastic bag by himself, and even licked her hands to avoid wasting it.

The goddess seemed very proud and happy to see Wang Feng's reaction.

After the joy, the goddess added: "But it can really cure diseases, and it is a serious illness. Didn't we discuss AIDS when we were watching 'TV' yesterday? This thing can cure it, and the success rate should be about 70%.

Wang Feng was so surprised that he accidentally shouted: "What? Can it cure AIDS?!"

As soon as he shouted, he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, the crowd around him was looking at him seriously with an idiot expression.

Wang Ying was extremely embarrassed, but fortunately his head was very quick.

He took a deep breath and said, "According to scientific verification, cockroach brain contains an anti-inflammatory drug that can fight more than 80% of the viruses on the earth... Thanks to my chemistry teacher, ahem... This black powder is not only a purifier of cockroaches' brain, but also a very special kind of giant cockroach that only survives in Amazon... Uh... essence, so it has a great possibility that it is the only drug in nature that can cure AIDS."

After some of the words, there are both true and false, but this has greatly improved my impression of falling. No matter whether the people present believe it or not, they will never feel like they are talking crazy.

People began to talk a lot. Although it sounded absurd, the more they thought about it, the more they made a little more sense.

Cockroaches are a very disgusting thing, but they are indeed a very magical creature. As Darwin said, "Survival of the fittest," countless species, tens of billions of species have disappeared in the long river of history on Earth. Even our emerging humans can only be regarded as passers-by, and they don't know when they will become "unfit" and wait for the end of their demise.

But... Since the emergence of cockroaches in the world, they have been cockroaches, without evolution or alienation, accompanied by the entire known history of the earth, or longer.

There is only one reason, they are the most 'suitable' creatures on Earth and have never been changed.

Some scholars believe that if a mutant virus suddenly appears in the world, it will kill all living things and even microorganisms on the earth, and the only one that can survive is cockroaches, and it can only be it.

The cannibal tribe calls this medicine a "divine object"...

Even if the cockroach's head is cut off, its head can live alone for fifteen days and its body can live alone for forty days, and the cause of death is starvation.

The long and ancient history that can be accepted by the earth without evolution is almost the most powerful vitality in the world. These two things are mixed together to create a drug that can protect it from all diseases...

If this kind of thing is not a "divine object", then what is it?

Just as everyone was looking at the bag of black powder with disgust, a voice suddenly came in.

"Can I try your medicine?"

Wang Xingxun looked at a middle-aged man with a low figure, a slight belly, a smile on his face, but he always gave people a sense of majesty.

At this time, Liu Zhe spoke first. He was a little surprised and said, "Dad, why are you here too? Didn't you have something to do today?"

Almost at the same time, the goddess also spoke in Wang Feng's mind.
Chapter completed!