Gu Jianbo was stunned for a very long time, then he suddenly jumped up.
His hair had been combed neatly to the point that it shone, but because of the experimental cultivation, it became messy and fell over his face. Now, it stood up, making him look like the mad scientists from films.
His gaze and expression made it clear that he was losing his composure. He suddenly grinned, then at the next moment, he sat down in front of the research table and started writing fiercely. Sometimes, he clenched his fists and smacked his head. It made Meng Chao and Ma Hong's skin crawl.
He suddenly stopped moving and mumbled to himself, "It's impossible. If the answer was so simple, why did Zong Ye didn't think of it ten years ago?"
