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"What type of women does Bai Chen like? Men? Aliens, or non-humans?" Max looked at his old friends, only to see that they not only did not cooperate, but also looked cold and arrogant.

"Boss, Bai Chen clearly does not accept us, so why do we have to beg him?"

"Yeah, don't we have any face? You are the third person on the earth, whether in the East or in Amei, you can see that everyone is respectful!"

"We have been shameless and sent our faces to him, but Bai Chen, this young man, not only did not appreciate it, but also gave us an ultimatum to leave!"

Max's scientist colleagues were very angry.

Bai Chen saved them from his fellow villager Walter, but that was not a reason for him to be so arrogant and not take the third person on the earth seriously.

As Amei, you can see that Max, the chief scientist, is a real boss who has face and prestige no matter where he is.

In order to cooperate with Bai Chen, they have humbled themselves to the dust, but what about Bai Chen?

A broken place like the Blue Sky World, which is a place with the rules of heaven, is more important than the man-made god project!

Each of them has a fire in their hearts.

"Even if he doesn't accept it, we have to find a way to make him accept it."

"The ancient god in the subspace, the magical ancient god system in the Azure Sky World, and the ancient god client are enough to prove that Bai Chen's understanding of the field of gods far exceeds ours."

"No matter where he got this knowledge from, it is certain that if there is anyone on Earth who can help us greatly advance the artificial god project, I, Max, think it must be Bai Chen."

Max looked at his old friends and said word by word: "Yes, I admit that Bai Chen is too arrogant, but he has the capital to be arrogant in the world! We are not as good as others and we demand the other party, so we can only choose to be shameless and hand over the face of the third place on the earth to him as a rag!"

"The artificial god project is not only everything for you and me in this life, but also the only thing that countless ancestors of you and me spared no effort for!"

"As long as we can create gods, what does it matter if we are humble and embarrassed?"

The frustrated scientist colleagues looked thoughtful.

Max said emotionally: "Have you all forgotten how our fellow countryman Walter bullied us?"

"Only superficial glory and the title of the third largest company on Earth can mean nothing to a real crocodile like the California Consortium?"

"How can scientists compete with the power of such a consortium?"

"If you want to stand up straight in front of such a force, the title of chief scientist is not enough. Only artificial gods can make us stand up straight!"

"It is easier to accept to curry favor with Bai Chen, a young man from the East, than to put an old face in front of the beasts of the California Consortium and let them trample on it for fun."

The scientists were completely silent.

Although Bai Chen is young and has a bad temper, he is at least a top student compared to Jobs.

It doesn't seem so difficult to bow to a "master" like Bai Chen on the artificial god project.

Compared to the bastards of the California Consortium, Bai Chen is a scholar anyway.

As long as the artificial god project can see the light of day, as long as humans can truly mass-produce those high and mighty gods in the traditional sense.

What does it matter if you bow to Bai Chen?

"Bai Chen, you are a man, so you should like girls, right?"

"I remember there are many white, rich and beautiful girls with a score of 9 in the Ivy League."

"Beautiful girls, rich girls, beautiful girls from ordinary families, and alien girls from outer space!"

"First confirm what type Bai Chen likes, and then we will pack them all up in the name of project needs!"

The scientists who chose to continue to bow to Bai Chen took out the energy of defrauding funds from the sponsors, and began to rack their brains to list the pleasing cute girls and queens in the Ivy League.

On the other side, Macbeth, with the California flag and the cheerleader, two female members of the Compound V Corps, sneaked to the Snake Hair Type 5 where Bai Chen was.

He looked at the two women who saved fabric for A Mei.

Bai Chen looked at Macbeth expressionlessly.

Macbeth said quickly: "Jobs saw that there was no one around your teacher to take care of them, so he asked me to bring them here for you, the boss, to take a look."

"My teacher?"

Bai Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Mr. Bai Chen."

"We were sent by Jobs to Mr. Zuo Guang to serve tea and water and warm his bed."

The California flag and the cheerleader not only did not have any sadness of being sent away as goods, but also looked eager to try.

As if it was a great honor to warm the bed for Zuo Guang, a sixth-level awakener, with the dignity of the myth of heaven.

"What benefits did Jobs give you?"

Bai Chen asked curiously.

It is unlikely that Jobs is not a fool and wants to take the opportunity to plant nails around Zuo Guang, because before finding out Bai Chen's background, sending 007 to Zuo Guang's side is a self-destructive act.

The fact that he did not send others but sent these two members of Compound V who had personally experienced Bai Chen's strength can better illustrate this point.

Therefore, Bai Chen believed that these two people should not have other purposes.

However, to make such a heaven-defying legend, even one born by Compound V, so willing to warm the bed for his teacher.

Bai Chen really wanted to know how much Jobs had paid.

"A seat on the hereditary board of directors of a core subsidiary of a California consortium."

California Flag didn't hide it, she knew her family would have to get Bai Chen's nod if they wanted to get the seat.

"The position of a hereditary lord in the small world under the California Consortium." The cheerleader also said the price she was willing to pay.

Bai Chen casually picked up two golden evil gold bracelets.

"Put it on first."

After confirming that they are wearing the Gushen Client.

Bai Chen turned to look at Macbeth: "Take them to my teacher and see what his attitude is."

Chicken Macbeth couldn't help nodding as he ate his rice.

"BOSS, if Boss Zuo Miao asks, can you tell me that this matter has nothing to do with me and I'm just an errand boy?"

He said with a playful smile, he couldn't bear a few blows from Zuo Miao's big iron rod.

"How many benefits did you receive?"

Bai Chen said lightly.

Macbeth's face straightened: "Boss, I'm definitely not accepting any benefits. It's purely because of the good relationship I had with them when I was in the Compound V battle group."

Bai Chen looked at him calmly, his indifferent eyes seemed to be filled with endless pressure, and sweat suddenly appeared on Macbeth's forehead.

"BOSS, I absolutely dare not accept any benefits."

Macbeth argued.

"Take them there."

Bai Chen waved his hand and Macbeth breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned, and took the two of them away from the snake-haired type 5.