Mo La hummed a tone that didn't even have a clear meaning for herself, and followed the route of Zhang Yingying's entry and exit, step by step.

The reason for this affirmation is that her five senses and six senses can truly capture the clever and interesting aura of that young female capable person.

With the passage of time, these traces are like flames that are gradually fading. Although the worldly blind can not see it, they can still show her the way.

Walking in such an underground passage is more or less interesting, not to mention the "wind blowing" at this time.

The regular disturbances formed by the high-frequency action of the abyss and the material world are like undercurrents in the deep sea flowing in the channels.

Reverted to the most superficial body sensation, it is the slight cool breeze blowing across the skin; it also seems to be some kind of invisible creature, the breath of mysterious and full of life force, ups and downs in the ears.

In the real mode, Ruiwen's charming voice in the 7-minute video is indistinguishable from each other.

That's great!

The current earth, perhaps only Xiacheng, will always have similar surprises everywhere.

Moura squinted his eyes, not looking at things, and more attentively to experience the magical rhythm inside.

Although there are some impolite "waterweeds" or "tentacles", I always want to climb up and be lined up by her domain, only shadowing in the deep space, showing some chaos, but it is a novel experience For the sake of this, I will ignore it for the time being.

Such a perceptual environment has no influence on Moura's advancement in the real world. Even if she occasionally encounters a maintenance worker, there is no response to the other side, as if she has not found her existence at all.

It was also when Moura was enjoying the various experiences beside her body with her heart, the mysterious and long "breath" turned up fine waves, and artificially gave this wave a social meaning:

"Ms. Moura, don't you claim to come to visit relatives in Xiacheng? Is your relative an aberrant, or is it outside?"

Moura raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and sighed lightly: "It's not like you, Mr. Luo, for such a hesitant question."

"I don't live according to the design of your brain, just as you always jump out of the scope of application form constraints."

"Wow, you have a Boss aura. By the way, Mr. Luo, you are very photogenic."

At this time, Moura opened his eyes again, staring at the empty passage in front of him, with a smile: "Of course, the biggest highlight in the video is Ruiwen's breathing. For this, I went to the Frost River Reality flagship store. , Use the best machine to experience. Although not complete enough, but realistic enough...I am very satisfied."

"If you are evaluating as an audience, I will accept it for Ruiwen."

"Of course! This is a first-class movie-watching experience. I even registered an account on a few popular forums. I won't go to those ‘squares’. I really can’t stand the restrictions."

"...Thank you for your support."

"It should be. Anyway, in the future, I will cheer for this show as Ruiwen and Mr. Luo fans. I hope this good time will be extended as much as possible, please keep working hard!"

Having said that, Mo La even stretched out her hand and shook it in the air in front of her, both hands, and she leaned!

It's like an iron fan participating in the idol handshake meeting.

The breeze in the passage silently digested this movement.

"Then, when you come here, you will never just lead me to discuss the effects of the show."

"Don't be too serious! Being serious is stingy. Topics that are too delicate are not suitable for our level, as well as existing relationships."

Moura smiled and arranged the thin shoulder straps on the next side, the elastic straps bounced back to the smooth shoulders, making a soft "pop":

"If the relationship cannot be furthered for the time being, we are still more suitable to exchange some issues that affect the torrent of the times, such as new planes, and time and space collisions... In fact, I am not particularly interested in the above. As for what is me The love of my heart, Mr. Luo, you know!"

"So...bye?"

"Don't be like this. The discussion is not necessarily to solve the problem, maybe it is just to store information and exchange what is needed. I am not interested in things that are naturally interested in other people; Mr. Luo, you can't get the information from other places, maybe I There is it here!"

"Is that so? What information are you going to provide?"

"Let me think about it... The world's most professional spatiotemporal environmental monitoring agency, the Deep Blue Laboratory's Western Pacific Observation Center was reorganized, do you know this?"

"...I don't know, but the institution you are talking about is a bit familiar."

"Search it, it's not a secret with your authority. By the way, is your intelligence briefing not timely enough during this period of time?"

The air was silent for about three seconds, and then an effective response was formed:

"The Mariana Trench...Dark Blue World?"

"Isn't it interesting? The research center at the gate of Deep Blue World suddenly made such a big move, you are not curious, does that Li Wei want to do something tricky?"

"you know?"

"Sorry, wood chicken."

The air fell silent again.

It was also at this time that Mera, who seemed to be talking to herself all the way, came to the crack in the advertising background wall where Zhang Yingying had stayed for a long time.

She stopped, looked up and down, and stretched out her hand, rubbing the surface of the advertising screen, of course, her fingertips slightly moist.

Moura rubbed her fingertips again, and after failing to "hook up" Zhang Yingying with her before, the actions she did were generally the same.

"You really like the technique of using the condensing ring...By the way, I have also learned it, and it seems to be a little worse than you. Maybe you really don't have the talent in this area.

"But as far as I know, there are still people in our circle who are playing very well, so good that it makes Wu Lu a headache.

"They all say same-sex repulsion, aren't you going to be more careful?"

In Moura's perception, the undercurrent in the air seemed to come from the cracks in the wall, but there was no feeling of blocking or squeezing. It seems that this solid man-made space has turned into a meaningless phantom, or has been completely submerged in the deepest layer of the undercurrent.

Under such a wonderful background, any simple fluctuation has a deep mystery and majesty.

Ronan only used it to chat:

"Well, it seems that you and His Majesty Wu Huang don't deal much with each other."

"That's right."

"Then maybe you shouldn't ask Chairman Ouyang just now, but just go directly to His Majesty Wu Huang... The purge operation may have already begun."

"Wow, it's so cold! I obviously want to communicate with you seriously."

"I'm serious now."

"Excellent!"

Moura pursed her red lips lightly, took a breath towards the front, and smoothly moved her shoulders and black hair: "Then let's start as soon as possible... How about starting from this crack in front of you?"

"Can."

"So, what does Mr. Luo think of it?"

"The worm and rotten apple that I just bitten...Of course, it may be just an overly lively cat playing games with its own tail. Later, I became angry and I just bite it down."

"Or the latter description is more cute. Then, who made this silly cat so lively?"

In the empty underground passage, Mera continued to "mutter to himself", the sound hitting back and forth between the empty cave walls. With this light background sound, her gesture of touching the advertising screen really seemed to be touching a lazy cat.

It's just that where she stroked her fingertips, the originally flat advertising screen, but after a few seconds' delay, cracked one after another, which completely disfigured the already deformed beautiful female celebrity.

It wasn't that she wanted to destroy something deliberately, but that the distorted pollution that had already faded away gradually in this place, feeling her presence, it was like being soaked in a catalyst spray, and suddenly "excited".

It's just that this piece of pollution is ultimately rootless wood. After a moment of blooming, it is over-catalyzed. After continuous action with the surrounding air, rock formations and the materials of the advertising screen, it is completely "burned".

Mura twiddled his fingertips subconsciously, but it was nothing but nothing.

"Tsk, this bite is obviously not strong enough."

Monday, June 24, 2097.

Zhong Man holds the portable coffee taken from the leisure deck in her hand. There is no residue left in the cup. She also ended the meaningless wandering in the square in front of the gear, dragging heavy steps into the building. go.

After several days of wandering, she became more and more sure that mosquitoes are the killer that destroys all good things in the jungles of the North Shore in June. In contrast, those flying birds and bats flying over the jungle near dusk for food are already wonderful scenery.

If you sit in a house and look through the window at the dim yellow color that seeps into the jungle, and the sights of the setting sun that signal the pulsation of life, you may not have a taste. But being in it, the feeling is completely different.

Don’t wait, let’s stop here today...

Zhong Man's patience, just like the only foam in the coffee in a paper cup, will be completely consumed in a blink of an eye. She highly suspects that the target person she was trying to lock has quietly left in an unobservable area.

so what? Why does my old lady feed the mosquitoes here? With this effort, go to the leisure deck, refill a cup of coffee, close your eyes and enjoy some cleansing, isn't it good?

Two minutes later, Zhong Man, as she had hoped, found an empty seat in the "Lake Bottom Recreation Deck" which was also famous in Zhixing College, continued coffee, and breathed a long sigh of relief under the half-surrounded by the dark lake. .

It should be said that as a professional station sister, Zhong Man would not give up so easily. But when she wandered and wandered, the forum private messages and chat software were still ding-ding-dong-dong. From the silly dog, ah, it was the message from Cumin Mian'er, crackling out, almost without stopping.

"Sister Man, Sister Ruiwen, have you got the latest materials? Neptune and Maomao just said that they are willing to share the cost, as long as it is good materials, we will get them all!"

"I quarreled with the secret ceremony again, my God, this person really doesn't listen to persuasion at all!"

"Ahhhh, what should I do! Uncle Deep Sea has started spreading fallacies and heresies again... Our place is really not a science and education edition!"

Zhong Man closed his eyes, his breath turned into a sigh.