The Woman who Became the “Male” God

An Xian found Xiang Fei, who was hanging upside down on a tree branch, and said, "I have another new project here. The funding is three boxes of funny lottery beans. The bonus is not included. Are you interested?"

"I don't talk to people who fall down." Xiang Fei stared at the sky blankly with his dead fish eyes, his half-length hair swaying gently with the shaking of his body.

An Xian stretched out his arms, took his back collar, tore him from the branch and placed him on the grass.

"Now I can talk."

Xiang Fei put his arms around his chest, crossed his legs, and asked, "What new project?"

"Build a website for our mental hospital." An Xian sat down beside him.

"I'm a Ph.D. Come to me for such trivial things? Can't a psychiatric hospital of this size find a talent for web production?" Xiang Fei's tone was full of disdain.

Anxian: It seems like a psychiatric hospital is a large-scale talent market.

"Ordinary webpage production is naturally not difficult." Anxian urged, "But what I need is a super-branded website that integrates professionalism, commerciality, interest, and uniqueness, including shopping malls, crowdfunding, live broadcasts, videos, There are multiple sections such as graphics, forums, and personal space. At that time, I will equip you with a computer, and you can communicate with professionals from all over the world through the website. As one of the founders of the website, the construction of the website is to show The first step in your ability."

At the end, I added another sentence: "For such a major project, I don't worry about everyone except you."

Xiang Fei's face was deep, and his fingers twitched on his arms, indicating that his heart was already agitated.

After ten seconds of silence, he said six words: "Give me a plan."

An Xian directly gave him a tablet.

Mental hospitals have relatively few electronic equipment, but they are not without electronic equipment. As long as they are in an environment with relatively stable mental power, they will basically not affect the use of electronic equipment.

Engaging in non-targeting, Anxian began to look for administrators for each section of the website.

The websites of mental hospitals generally only introduce contents such as the construction time, construction scale, and physician equipment. The page is simple and the door is left in the cold. Because of its particularity and involves the privacy of patients, most of them are secretive.

Anxian naturally does not disclose the privacy of patients, but wants to use the website as a platform to give them the opportunity to show their talents.

For example, live broadcast can be linked to Huahua World, and they can live broadcast cute things or medicines.

With the development of Huahua World, there will only be more and more things to be dealt with in the future. Anxian has limited energy and cannot cover everything. Recruitment is inevitable. It is better to find a suitable helper in a mental hospital and make the best use of it.

Three days later, Bai Hou Chu told An Xian the good news that he had won a compensation of 100,000 yuan. When he was preparing to ask for the bonus, he was shocked by An Xian's plan.

"What? You asked your patients to help you build a website, and you want them to help you live broadcast?" For a moment, Bai Hou Chu felt Anxian crazy.

"Yes, what do you think?"

Lord, you are going to go to heaven! It is not enough to go to heaven alone, but to go to heaven with a group of neuroses! Do you know that this will seriously affect social harmony? Wake up, let us return to a normal society!

"I think this can be done." After some complaints, Bai Houchu expressed his sincere support.

"Then it was decided so happily." An Xian made a final decision, "You will be responsible for the shopping mall and crowdfunding."

"Hold on." Bai Houchu asked cautiously, "I understand crowdfunding. It's mainly responsible for donations, but what's the use of the mall?"

What can be traded in the mental hospital? Is it possible to sell mental patients and human organs? This is illegal, lord, you have to think twice!

"When they start a live broadcast in the future, the surroundings of the cute things can be sold in the mall." An Xian said.

Bai Houchu looked horrified: NO! Peripheral sales are now my project. I don't want a group of mental illnesses to help me live broadcast, so will anyone buy it? !

Without waiting for Baihouchu to protest, An Xian continued: "In addition to the surroundings, all kinds of literary and artistic works created by patients, such as novels, paintings, sculptures, etc., can be sold."

Huh? It seems interesting.

"If certain patients become famous, all the clothes they wear and the daily necessities they wear can be signed for auction."

Hey, have you even thought about their star road after they become famous? Are you sure they can become famous? Where did your confidence come from? Hey!

Bai Hou Chu felt that no one could stop the brains of the leader.

"Okay, you don't need to say any more." He has already surrendered in 360 degrees. "Follow your plan and implement it. I will cooperate fully."

After finishing the call, Anxian handled the affairs of the mental hospital and drove back to Siyou Mountain.

The time she agreed with He Lin was up.

He Lin did not arrive on time this time, but one day later than the agreed time.

When An Xian saw him, he noticed some folds in his clothes and a little tiredness. It seemed that he hadn't slept well for several days.

"Go take a shower and rest for three hours before we start." An Xian pushed him into the room.

He Lin did not refuse, cleaned it, lay down on the bed, smelled the familiar smell, and soon fell asleep.

"He is very busy during this time, receiving foreign guests, attending meetings, processing documents, and sleeping less than 3 hours a day." The opportunity won. After all, he has now returned to the position of chief, and the access is not as free as before."

An Xian nodded in understanding, and said nothing.

Feituo secretly looked at his expression, as calm as always, without any "pity" at all, and couldn't help but feel sad for He Ye.

Alas, King Xiang intended the **** "female" to be unintentional...

He Lin slept for four hours with this sleep, and when he woke up, he was still lying in bed for dozens of minutes.

After tidying up, He Lin walked out of the room refreshedly. After eating, An Xian led him and the Lion Guard out for a lap.

When he was running, He Lin always felt that his position in Anxian's heart might be no different from this flame lion, or perhaps inferior... it was a sad truth.

Back in the small building, He Lin followed An Xian into the room.

"No matter what you see later, don't panic, I'll be by your side." An Xian exhorted.

He Lin nodded, and slowly closed his eyes under his peaceful gaze.

An Xian put his hand on his forehead and explored his brain with spiritual consciousness as he did last time.

The memories of the past two decades passed quickly, and An Xian quickly touched the deepest level of consciousness.

Still in that pure white room, the four-year-old He Lin stood among the dead body and glass fragments. There were no other living people around, and the world was dead silent.

At this time, there were faintly messy sounds in the ears, sobbing, whispering, and vague conversations.

My eyes flickered and the picture suddenly changed. The pure white room was gone and the body was gone. Instead, it was a closed space full of metal texture.

Standing around were dozens of children ranging in age from 5 to 12 years old, squeezing close together with fear and confusion on their faces. Directly in front of them, there is a huge glass wall.

He Lin was six or seven meters away from them. He was pulled by a man with his right hand.

At this moment, only a loud "bang" sound was heard, a large piece of glass exploded, and a figure jumped out of the glass shards and rushed frantically at the group of children.

The man standing next to He Lin suddenly let go of his hand and rushed towards the crazy person, seeming to want to stop him.

However, the opponent only moved his body and avoided his attack, and strangled his neck with his backhand, and then revealed a hideous and terrifying face, which slowly enlarged in front of his eyes, and only a pair of blood was left in the end. Pupils...

"Ah!" He Lin opened his eyes suddenly, breathing disorderly, holding Anxian's hand, so strong that she almost cut her off.

Fortunately, there was no riot in mental power this time, and He Lin quickly stabilized under Anxian's comfort.

"Who is that person, do you know?" An Xian asked.

He Lin took a deep breath, and it took a long time to utter three words: "My grandfather."

He Lin didn't have much impression of his grandfather. Before that, he only remembered that he had seen his grandfather in the photo. He did not expect that he had socialized with his grandfather when he was four years old, but his grandfather seemed to be in a mental riot.

"Do it again." He Lin said with a grim expression.

"Four days later." An Xian refused.

"Do it again!" He Lin grabbed his arm and stared at him sharply.

"If you are not afraid of becoming brain-dead, then go ahead." An Xian was unmoved by the coercion he unintentionally released.

An Xian glared at him, He Lin put away all the sharpness in an instant, lowered his head, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry."

"Exploring the brain is very dangerous. Don't be impatient." Anxian took out a pill and handed it to him. "Those memories are in your brain and won't disappear."

He Lin took the pill and threw it into his mouth.

An Xian glanced at him. This guy was really unguarded against her. If you want to kill him, you only need a pill.

"I think that might be a laboratory." He Lin suddenly said, "but I never heard my father or other elders mention it."

As the highest-ranking junior of the He family, he didn't even know that their family had such a secret laboratory.

An Xian remained silent, and could not disclose the research to him for the time being until his identity was confirmed.

He Lin rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with cold light.

After a while, he raised his head and said to An Xian: "Come here today. Thanks for your hard work, Huahua. I have something to do. I have to go back now. I will come to you again in four or five days."

An Xian nodded without objection.

After watching He Rin Xing'er leave in a hurry, An Xian immediately put the matter aside, got into her refining room, and started a new round of refining medicine.

A day later, An Xian replenished the Huahua World, exchanged feelings with the pollen, and then prepared to go to the mental hospital.

Walking out of the small building, I thought to myself that I should look for a spar mine as soon as possible. The spirit stone is a prerequisite for starting the teleportation formation. As long as the teleportation formation is available, it will not be used to run back and forth.

He opened the door and was about to get into the car. Suddenly, a maglev car was approaching. It stopped at a distance of four or five meters from Anxian. Then a handsome young man walked out of the car.

It was indeed Master Wentai's grandson Ji Jingze, a level 5 pharmacist, who had competed with her to make herbs and lost to her a silkworm.

An Xian had just glanced at him carelessly, then turned his head abruptly, staring at him piercingly.

Ji Jingze was about to speak, but was inexplicably weakened by An Xian's inexplicable glance. The phrase "Long time no see" that had been brewing for a long time, which was both high and demeanor, became suddenly uncertain: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." The candidate for the vice president had not yet been determined, but the director of the medical department came to the door, smiling An Xian, "You have completed the goal of 150 plants in 30 minutes?"

After Ji Jingze lost to her, she asked him to continue to hone his skills and wait until he could concoct 150 high-quality medicinal materials within 30 minutes before coming to her. With Ji Jingze's mind, if he didn't complete the goal, he would never come to her.

"Yes." Ji Jingze regained some confidence.

"Then what do you want to compare with me this time?" An Xian looked like she would be accompanying me at any time.

Seeing him uncharacteristically positive, Ji Jingze couldn't help being vigilant.

"Don't you like competitions?"

"This is different from the past. I see your persistence in refining medicine and your determination to hone your skills." An Xian looked solemn.

Ji Jingze felt that the other party had finally regarded himself as a real opponent. He was inexplicably happy, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously: "I want to compete with you in the refining of medicines."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was specialized in medicine. An Xian didn't even move his brows, and simply said, "No problem. But if you lose, you have to work for me for at least three years."

Ji Jingze was taken aback for a moment, his eyes swept across the small building and the flower field behind him, isn't it just working here to work for him? There are outstanding people here, not only can learn to plant herbs, but also learn the techniques of refining medicine, he can't ask for it!

Ji Jingze agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

"Follow me." An Xian got into the car and took Ji Jingze all the way.

After driving for a long time, Ji Jingze suddenly thought of a question: Just now it seemed that he only mentioned what would happen if he lost, but didn't mention what would happen if the other party loses at all. Nima, does this mean you will definitely lose? What's more **** is that he actually took it for granted!

Ji Jingze's face did not fluctuate, but his heart was frantic. He decided to tell him his bet when he got out of the car, and he couldn't be underestimated by him!

The two cars stopped one after another, and Ji Jingze stepped out of his long legs and got out of the car aggressively.

"Roy."

"What?" An Xian turned around.

"If I win, what are you going to pay?" Ji Jingze stared at him intently.

An Xian thought for a while and threw out the bait: "Give you an exclusive collection of prescriptions."

"A word is the final word!" Ji Jingze bit the hook decisively, with high morale, "I won't lose!"

As soon as the voice fell, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the six magnificent characters at the door: Tracing the Source Mental Hospital.

Ji Jingze: "..."

Suddenly there was an unknown hunch.

"Don't you want to compete with me? What are you doing here?" Ji Jingze asked.

An Xian stood under the six characters and looked at him sideways: "Yes, the place of the test is here."

Ji Jingze asked again: "As you said before, I will work for you for three years if I lose. May I ask where I work..."

An Xian waved his hand: "It's also here."

Ji Jingze was silent for a moment, and said: "I think my technique is not proficient enough, maybe I should hone it for another three years..."

"You just said confidently,'I won't lose'." An Xian cut off his retreat without mercy.

Ji Jingze: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no need to pretend to be a big head of garlic! Knowing that you can't win, it's even better. Isn't this a draw? Don't you just admit defeat? !

"Let's go." An Xian took his arm and smiled and dragged him into the unknown realm of the mental hospital.

The match between the two undoubtedly ended with An Xian's overwhelming victory.

With tears in his eyes, Ji Jingze "humiliatedly" signed his contract for the next three years under Anxian and a group of mental patients...