Lanze's leisure time is over, and there are a lot of meetings to be held. The Ministry of Nuclear Industry's very large-scale annual meeting, scientists from all over the world come to join in the fun, and you can meet many rare people. There is a lot more in the official schedule of the meeting

A small private appointment.

It is also very convenient to go out from the venue and meet people from other scientific research departments in the capital.

Lan Ze took Zhang Chen to see the world, so that the grandson would not hang out in a small university town all day long, and others would praise him to the point of being ignorant of the world. Zhang Pan... went with him to play, and stuttered during the dinner party.

When Lan Ze had something of high confidentiality, he couldn't take them with him, so he asked Zhang Pan to follow Brother Chen.

They didn't go out, so they studied in their rooms. When they were hungry, they went to the restaurant to eat. Anyway, Zhang Chen had enough money to eat.

Zhang Chen’s guidance was very conscientious.

Zhang Pan himself followed China's standard curriculum and took self-assessment questions. If he didn't understand something, he would clench his fists anxiously.

Zhang Chen was more nervous than him.

Because Zhang Chen is not his predecessor, he only has the fragile body of a mortal; facing violent elements, he has no power to fight back.

Zhang Pan humbly asked for advice, was obedient, and did whatever he was told. But it was Zhang Chen's fault that he couldn't handle the simulation test himself. He really dared to beat people up.

Zhang Chen occasionally resisted: "Humph! I don't care about you anymore. I really don't care about you anymore! Let grandpa send you away!"

"Before I leave, beat the shit out of you!"

"Hey, don't start talking," Lan Ze had to remind him before going out, "you'll be stupid."

"Brother Chen's skull has been broken for a long time, but he is still very smart." Zhang Pan said.

Zhang Chen's counterexample can only be attributed to good luck.

"Zhang Chen, please show him the physiology of the human brain when you have time." Lan Ze arranged another task for his good grandson, "You may not have such good luck next time. You both have to pay attention to protecting yourselves."

When the annual party season was over, Lan Ze took them back to the university town.

The cultural quality that Lan Ze thought was the most difficult for Zhang Pan to pass was actually passed at a low altitude.

This kid really struggled. But thanks to five girls.

They catch up with various trends in China. There are five thousand years of cultural background behind every popular meme. If you don't understand it, you won't know what to say. Even if Zhang Pan doesn't want to know, he has passively learned a lot.

So Zhang Pan actually... passed the college preparatory exam and is qualified to continue hanging out with his grandfather in the university town.

But Lanze doesn't want to take care of the child himself.

The trivial matters at school were over, and it was almost time to celebrate the New Year. His schedule was still very tight. He had to go back to the experimental base to accompany the students for the New Year, and then go home to see his old brothers. It was all he owed for the past two years.

Down.

He summoned Xiaomai and Xiaoxiao. These two men had just returned to the university town from their respective annual meetings. Before putting down their luggage, they were summoned by their old father. Fortunately, they lived not far away, and they were both in the same building.

Dormitory building.

When Xiaomai saw Zhang Pan, he was surprised and said, "Old man, you went out for a walk and brought back a half-year-old child?"

"Let me introduce, this is the 78% clone of Mo Mo. You can decide what to call it."

"Is this a younger brother or a nephew?" Xiaomai and Xiaoxiao were confused.

Zhang Pan smiled silently. He didn't even know how to say hello, so just smile anyway.

"How was your physics class?" Xiaoxiao first asked someone who was related to his field.

Zhang Chen replied: "He is very good at classical mechanics, especially good at precise calculation of angular momentum, but..."

"What are you hiding?"

"...I studied well, but I didn't become a martial arts master." Zhang Chen was unhappy.

"If you learn classical mechanics well, can you become a martial arts master?" Xiaomai walked around Zhang Pan, becoming a little interested in this kid.

"...necessary but not sufficient conditions." Zhang Pan finally spoke.

"How do you think you are a martial arts master in this day and age? Is your head missing a string?"

"It's my hobby, isn't it?"

"Sure. Come with me. Let me see how good you are at 78%."

Xiaomai took Zhang Pan to have sex in the open space in front of the staff dormitory. Many teachers and students gathered around to watch during the broad daylight. The classes for this semester have been completed, and we have entered the pleasant extracurricular practice time. Everyone is very free during the off-campus season.

It was easy for Xiaomai to beat Zhang Pan, but it was very hard for Zhang Pan to beat him.

But after a few rounds, Xiaomai tried it out. Zhang Pan was a young man, weak in strength, and his actual fighting ability was not very good; but his body was too flexible, which always made it difficult for people to hit him.

Mai stopped and took out a tissue to wipe his sweat: "You will follow me from now on."

Zhang Pan immediately looked around for his grandfather.

Lan Ze was looking at them at the door of the dormitory building: "Well, Xiaomai will take this kid to do math problems and help him change his bad habit of hitting people easily. You two will discuss a title. Let me know when you have discussed it."

"Grandpa?" Zhang Pan still wanted to try harder.

"Your dad may not be able to beat him."

"Not necessarily. Really?"

"You work hard."

"From now on, if you don't finish the math questions, you will be beaten, and if you make too many mistakes, you will be beaten." Xiaomai began to establish rules. "How much is too much, I have the final say."

"Isn't it bad to hit someone?" Zhang Pan finally struggled.

"Okay. I think it looks good."

Mai walked up to him expressionlessly and carefully wiped the sweat on Zhang Pan's forehead with the tissue in his hand.

Suddenly, he opened his arms and gave Zhang Pan a big hug.

Zhang Pan opened his eyes wide. He felt very surprised.

Mai let him go, her eyes turning red. "Don't go to dangerous places anymore. Don't do dangerous things. You have to live a good life for me."

"I..." Zhang Pan hesitated.

"This kid..." Lan Ze felt that nothing he could say was superfluous. How could Xiaomai not know that the kid in front of him was not his brother?

"When we lost contact with Mo Mo, he was only his age. After he came back, he was like a stranger." Xiaomai put his arm around Zhang Pan's shoulders, "Dad, do you think he is back? No. His soul has always been trapped.

In Space City."

Zhang Chen immediately hugged his grandfather's arm tightly. Zhang Pan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The two children were so creepy. It was like hearing a ghost story.

Lan Ze turned his head and glanced at Zhang Chen.

"Grandpa, can a space city really imprison the soul?" Zhang Chen took the opportunity to ask.

"It doesn't matter. We will rescue his soul after a while."

Zhang Pan breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaomai patted him with a smile and asked Lanze for this "student's" enrollment information.

Only now did Lan Ze remember that not long after Xiaomai sent Qu Xiaolian to the plateau. The Chinese Space Force’s aviation training base was there. Qu Xiaolian went to the plateau university town to go to school. It was said that being in contact with the base would be beneficial to her future development.

.

This time another Zhang Pan came.

Lan Ze asked with some embarrassment: "Then what...what will your wife think?"

"Dad, don't you think it's redundant that you are only concerned about this issue now?"

Wheat then took Zhang Pan with him all day long.

During this season, there were no formal classes anywhere. He just took the boy to eat, play and stroll around the school.

After several days, he was still not sure whether he was his younger brother, nephew, or something else. Instead, he gave Zhang Pan a new nickname: Qi Cheng.

Nothing sounds better than Adam.

Xiaomai has rich teaching experience in teaching naughty children to have big rocks on their chests.

So Zhang Pan was actually living quite comfortably.

He didn't know whether to call him Uncle Xiao or Brother, so he followed the example of other students and called him Teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang is actually kinder than he looks, rarely hits anyone, and is very considerate.

Xiaomai also believes that 78% is much less troublesome than the damn copy of classmate Qu Xiaolian.

Zhang Chen and Zhang Pan, who returned from Space City, are completely different from ordinary children in China. They are thirsty for knowledge.

The same is true for all my former partners.

They grew up in an environment of religious fanaticism. They also have beliefs they insist on. However, to them, religious creeds are just lies, and the truth of the universe can only be found in mathematics and physics.

The dozens of children in Space City who carry the Lan-02 mutation have been re-compared with their genetic sequences. Unfortunately, no clones have been found. After all, using the human body's own functions to fuse children is better than starting a genus.

It is much more convenient to use biotechnology. What's more, the level of the sect's technical personnel is likely to be very unreliable.

Inside Zhang Pan's cells, there are two types of mitochondria with different genetic sequences. The terminal one and other people's. Mitochondria from different sources coexist harmoniously, which is a wonder.

If Zhang Pan was a little girl, she might be able to pass on two types of mitochondria to her daughter, passing them on from generation to generation along the maternal line.
To be continued...