President Shen Always Top Up Money Chapter 180

"The number of people on this engraved earth will be related to the number of people on the real earth at the same time, but in order to ensure that the deviation of the population and resource data of each engraved planet is not too disparate, a certain fairness correction has been made, so the detailed numbers will be known to you. Has a certain deviation in its history."

Shen Xing explained to Wu Fei that the language used to analyze the problem is much faster: "After the merger of resources and population, the total population of the planet is now 3 billion."

"For the time being, it is estimated that the annual mortality rate in the world today is 1%. About 30 million people die every year, and about 100,000 people die every day. Do nothing today, and see how much death points increase after 24 hours, You can estimate how many deaths each death can add a death point. I now estimate that every 1,000 deaths increase 1 death point, under natural mortality, you can get 100 death points per day, these points are divided equally by two deaths , So I can get 50 new points every day and can summon you 2.5 times... still expensive."

Wu Fei ignored the last coquettish complaint of the family-raising man and looked up at him with a longing look on his face, "How do you estimate?"

"Just do whatever you want, just go through the numbers and choose the most suitable and pleasing to the eye."

#Oh, I know that you are not reliable in economics, and those who are good at mathematics have also started to look intuition#

Just like when they went to university before, the teacher always talked to them in class: Don't count, and count everything, can you use your economic intuition?

Therefore, economic and fortune-telling may be based on the same ability to eat, all based on intuition. Wu Fei felt that he had no talent for fortune telling, so he switched to a game after graduation, but he never expected to be arranged as a family member of an economist.

Wu Fei has not forgotten that he has an important mission to come here. He wants to please God, and then asks for the gift of death to obtain an identity that is more convenient for walking on earth.

He poked Shen Xing's arm: "Brother, how should I please you?"

Economist Shen looked at him seriously and slowly said: "This is a question you should study independently."

When he had finished speaking, he turned around and led Wu Fei to the low-key and luxurious black Death Palace.

There is a benefit in this level, the communication between the joint servants and the joint death is very consistent with the background settings. In other words, Wu Fei could not contact Yuan Lao, but Wu Fei could contact Yuan Sanfa freely, and Shen Xing could contact Yuan Lao.

Wu Fei sat on the black-skinned sofa of the Bleach Palace and quietly contacted Yuan San-fat. He asked him for a lesson and asked him how he pleased Yuan Lao.

Sure enough, Yuan Sanfan is also in Yuan Lao's Palace of the Bleach, and said: "It's not easy, it's a trivial matter. Yuan Lao loves fish and spicy food. I'll make him spicy fish, boiled fish, vine pepper and fish chop. Pepper fish, fried, steamed, boiled and fried are all available. One fish can be eaten thirteen. Yuan Lao is very happy to cook a meal, and can give me a lot of things."

"Lao Yuan also likes to drink tea and eat snacks. After dinner I will make some snacks, make cups of tea for the elderly, beat my shoulders, and get a lot of gifts."

It sounds quite simple, but it feels a little unworkable when it is placed on Xingshen. I am afraid that serving the grandfather will not work. He has to proceed from reality, respect objective laws, walk his own path, and seek truth from facts.

What does the walking **** like?

If it is not possible, switch the identity of the prince to Xingshen, wash himself and lie on the bed, let him **** up enough?

He sat on the sofa thinking, not paying attention that his death had gone upstairs and down again.

Economist Shen stood on the stairs and looked at him in a daze. He walked quietly in front of him, and then said, "Actually, I can also point you."

Wu Fei was awakened from walking away, and instantly looked at the man in front of him with subconscious eyes: "Well... what should I do?"

The economist leaned down slightly, bowed his head, and approached him. Black Eye and he approached each other: "...Let me tease you."

Wu Fei blushed, and he opened his lips slightly, but said nothing.

Shen Xing regarded this as the default, slowly leaned down, inserted one leg between Wu Fei's legs and knelt on the sofa, resting his hand on the backrest, holding his back with his other hand and kissing him.

At the end of the kiss, Wu Fei scrambled out of the repression of the strong contractor, leaning on the other side to calm his breath and the heat on his face. Isn't it actually just a kiss? I have kissed many times. What to say so...not ashamed.

It was all broken by the identity statement of this ID card

Shen Xing stood up straight again and looked at him quietly.

Cats have cats, rats have rats, no matter how they please, Wu Fei finally got his wish from his own death to a new identity-he is the only son of a real power warlord under the constitutional government of Zhengguo South, he is also doing There is no need to do business in business, but it can be said that it is really rich and powerful, and it is convenient for you to do anything with your contacts.

But despite this, he still lacks an important thing. The technological level of the engraved earth is exactly the same as that of the real earth at this time. The level of biomedicine in this period is far from that of later generations. Antibiotic drugs like penicillin, which are common in later generations, have not been invented. He knows the existence of such drugs. I also know that they will be of great use at this time, but I don't know the production principle or formula at all.

After all, his university major is not related to biomedicine. Almost all the basic biological knowledge learned in high school was returned to the teacher. After several years of planning, he can still remember that this knowledge is a ghost.

But Wu Fei knew that there must be someone here who knew that he was a god. He still remembers that he was a **** card, but he had a doctor card.

Although the average doctor does not necessarily know this strange knowledge, he believes that Dr. Shen must know. After all, he can be said to be a leader in the industry in every identity, and he has definitely achieved the ultimate of the profession.

He turned his head to look at Shen Economist who was sitting quietly and seemed to be distracted, and discussed: "Big brother, shall we change to another identity first?"

Economist Shen looked at him and nodded innocently.

Just change it anyway, no matter how you change it, it will still be him in the end.

Wu Fei got the approval and immediately switched Dr. Shen's ID card. Speaking of which, this card has been summoned for the first time since it was drawn.

Now Shen Xing is wearing the black robe of the **** of death, his face is pale, and his body is surrounded by heavy death energy. It is difficult to judge the change of identity from the point of changing clothes as soon as the identity is changed, but the change of temperament is still very obvious.

He sat on the sofa, changed his slow and tumultuous style, frowned slightly, looked at the black robe on his body, then leaned on the sofa to look at Wu Fei, his left hand pressed his forehead unbearably, There was a touch of displeasure in the black, cold eyes, and he said, "I want to do what I want to do quickly. I am not able to accept this lifeless feeling in my identity."

The doctor's duty is to save people. Even the iceberg doctor like Shen Xing, who has no feelings, is also responsible for saving people. He is often described as "robbing people from the dead". Now being forced to play the role of Grim Reaper will make him feel uncomfortable and completely understandable.

Wu Fei said to him in a good voice: "Xingge, I want some basic formulas of antibiotics and other basic drugs that can be produced through research in this era."

"Yes," Dr. Shen stretched his legs, folded them on the ground, the whole person leaned on the sofa, and pressed his forehead with his hands impatiently, his eyes closed slightly, "But it must also act according to the rules. This is regarded as death. Gifts to God's servants, please me."

Just now, just after pleasing, please pleasing again? Wu Fei froze for a moment, and did not act immediately.

Dr. Shen raised his head, and Mei Feng twisted his head to look at him: "What you did just now, just do what you want, hurry up."

Wu Fei didn't dare to hesitate anymore, moved to Shen Xing's side, propped himself up on the sofa, and looked at the man under him. He was leaning on the black sofa with his eyes closed, his brow furrowed slightly, his face unashamed, like an unhappy handsome tyrant.

...If you become ill in the future, it may be terrible to be treated by Dr. Shen.

Thinking wildly, he leaned forward and leaned close to the man, using his warm, hot, and hot lips that had just been kissed for a long time, to touch each other's cool and light-colored lips. He paused for a moment, then tentatively, extended the tip of his tongue Carefully rubbed against each other's lips and rubbed...

Immediately the next second, he was overturned on the sofa by Dr. Shen and imprisoned his wrists. Then, he broke free again and was forced to accept a long, bitter kiss.

Wu Fei got a set of primary drug formulas, including antibiotics and other first-aid and basic drugs lacking at this time.

After getting what he wanted, he dared not delay and quickly changed Shen Xing back to the status of an economist.

Shen Economist looked at him leisurely and said: "...What do you want so many drug formulas to do."

Wu Fei blinked quickly: "These drugs are now scarce strategic materials, and they can make a lot of money after R&D and production, so that I can expand the scope of business and influence in the world."

"Then you should be as valuable as the formula I want for arms." Shen Economist slowly questioned his little wife who blinked in the face, "I can provide you with weaponry production materials that are more lethal than the current level. , You sell them to them, they will be happy to buy. And this will kill more people, which is in my interest as a **** of death, and is what you should do to serve me."

Wu Fei was speechless and could only look at the man with his eyes open.

This kind of thing... just understand in your heart, you don't have to expose it, brother?

In his heart, he sent a signal of begging for mercy to his brother. When he found that the other party could not accept it, he quickly wrote it on the notepad. Such words cannot be spoken in person, otherwise the system will judge him to be disrespectful to God.

However, this time Shen Xing did not check the memo pad in time as before.

Reaper economists watched their disobedient and prodigal lover, and slowly stated: "You are not good, I will punish you."

Chapter end