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To say how much knowledge Zhao Xiaokui gained from a contact with a higher-level item, no one knew.

After all, she was the only one who survived safely after contacting a higher-level existence, and was able to tell others about this matter.

This also gave her the opportunity to mix the other extraordinary knowledge in her mind and pull out all of it.

Anyway, others don't know how much she knows. As long as Zhao Xiaokui killed herself, she got it from inherited memory, and no one could guess that she actually went to another world.

After identifying the things in S city, and simply classifying them, the follow-up research has little to do with Zhao Xiaokui. After all, after many things know the approximate effect, then reverse the structure and energy equations. That is what professionals need to do. , Has little to do with her, Zhao Xiaokui thinks that he is a consultant to the extraordinary world for his own positioning.

She is not even very competent as a consultant, because there is a big difference between the two worlds. The knowledge she learned in the other world cannot be fully applied to this world. It can only provide one direction, or one. This kind of thinking will slightly promote the use and development of extraordinary power in China.

What she didn't know was how big a sensation was caused by her report when it was printed.

The report form was even uploaded all the way, and finally passed to the great leader of Hua Guo in charge of the extraordinary.

The great leader with all kinds of wisdom, holding the report that came up and asked: "This little comrade, can really recognize the things dug out from the ruins?"

The secretary said: "S city said that. It is said that many weapons of the previous civilization strategy level have been recognized. Now, based on the suggestions she provided, we are reclassifying and identifying the dangers of those excavated from the ruins. Make a chart and it will be posted after a while."

The big leader thought for a while, and said: "When will the little comrade come to the capital, I would like to chat with her about the extraordinary."

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When Zhao Xiaokui returned home, spring was almost over.

A few days after her year, she encountered Guan Huimin's disappearance, chasing cultists all the way to the remains of the sea, and was in a coma for more than a month. Walking in the office building, the gentle sunlight illuminates the entire space through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the busy staff, she feels like a world away.

There are still huge sea beasts and mysterious and weird mermaid statues in her mind. These pictures are intertwined with reality, like two sides of a piece of paper.

Shen's employees recognized her and almost exclaimed, "Zhao..."

Zhao Xiaokui stretched out his fingers and made a booing gesture.

She whispered: "I'm here to find Mr. Shen, is Mr. Shen there?"

The employee was full of surprises, and lowered his throat when he saw the situation, and said in a low voice: "President Shen just finished the meeting, and he should be in the office now."

Zhao Xiaokui smiled at her, "Thank you very much."

After all, she walked in the direction of Shen Zhifei's office.

The little clerk who returned to his desk with the file in his arms, watching Zhao Xiaokui’s brisk footsteps, pulled him by his side, crackling on the computer keyboard, and beating his colleagues constantly, his voice could not hide his excitement: "Guess who I just met Up?"

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