"We are about to arrive in London. Ein, go and ask Joyce to get ready and don't get airsick again." Tesla glanced at Einstein who was drinking coffee and said.
"Okay." Einstein drank the coffee in one gulp. She didn't want to spill the coffee on herself when the time came down.
After drinking coffee, Einstein walked to the lounge and saw Walter Joyce sleeping on the table. There were densely packed sleeping objects around him. From the look of him, he was sleeping happily.
"Really, even when sleeping, he would not go to bed to sleep. Lying on the table to sleep is not good for the waist." Einstein walked to Walter Joyce, bent down, and lightly touched the ground with two fingers.
He gently pinched Walter Joyce's nose and called softly into Walter Joyce's ear.
"Joyce wake up."
Walter Joyce only felt that he had a little breathing difficulty. He opened his hazy eyes and saw that Einstein was very close to him, very close. The soapy scent of Einstein penetrated Walter Joyce.
His nostrils penetrated into Walter Joyce's chest.
Walter Joyce's face turned red quickly.
"Ein, it's too close..." Walter Joyce blushed and said cautiously. He said it very quietly. If you don't listen carefully, you might not hear it.
"What did you say?" Seeing Walter Joyce wake up, Einstein released his fingers from pinching Walter Joyce's nose and narrowed his eyes slightly.
It looked like Einstein was smiling.
"No...nothing." Walter Joyce lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Einstein. He only felt his cheeks burning.
"Why are you blushing? Is that so? You don't feel well." Einstein touched Walter Joyce's forehead with his cold paws. There was no change in temperature. At least Einstein felt it with his body.
What changes come out.
"Nothing," Walter Joyce rubbed his cheek with his hand, raised his head, and said to Einstein.
"Ein, what do you want from me?" In order to avoid embarrassment, Walter Joyce quickly changed the subject and asked.
"We have arrived in London and are about to land. I'm here to inform you. I didn't expect you to fall asleep." Einstein said with a smile. She suddenly remembered why Walter Joyce blushed, and the smile in her eyes grew wider.
It can't be stopped.
"Arrived in London?" Walter Joyce climbed up the window and looked down. It was indeed London. When he left, he had seen all of London, but he didn't expect to see it again today.
He originally thought that he would never return to London in this life, but he didn't expect it. Not long after, he returned to London again.
Looking at the somewhat gray London, Walter Joyce suddenly didn't know how to face such a city.
"Well, fasten your seat belt, we are about to land." Einstein said to Walter Joyce, and after speaking, he turned and walked towards the control room.
Walter Joyce looked at the land of London, his eyes deep in thought.
.....
"The food in London is really..." Tesla held the knife and fork, not knowing where to start.
Looking up at the stars. Tesla really didn’t know that this little genius who was struck by lightning came up with this kind of dish. If you still look up at the stars, you just hold a few fish heads against the ceiling, is it disgusting to the diners?
Apart from fried potatoes, barbecue and fried steak, there is basically nothing else.
Tesla pushed Stargazer away. Putting this thing in front of him was just disgusting to his appetite. Tesla couldn't eat it when he saw this "famous dish".
"The name food desert is not a joke. If you want to eat delicious food, you have to go to China." Einstein glanced at the stars and felt quite nauseated. If possible, she wanted to remove this dish.
But after all, it’s their national dish, so it doesn’t seem right to not give it face.
The group hurriedly ate some fried potatoes and some barbecue. As for looking up at the stars, they could only watch them from a distance and not play with them.
At this time, Walter Joyce felt that someone was watching her. She raised her head and looked left and right. Einstein noticed Walter Joyce's behavior and asked softly.
"Joyce, what's wrong?"
"Ein, I feel like someone is looking at me." Walter Joyce said honestly. Although it was just a feeling, Walter Joyce felt that someone was really looking at him.
Tesla on the side also raised his head and took a look. The surrounding diners were struggling with the food on their plates and did not pay attention to the people around him. After looking at Joyce, he said,
"Joyce, maybe you feel wrong."
"I see no one is paying attention to you!" Tesla said softly. It is basic courtesy to keep quiet in the restaurant, so the chats between Einstein and others were very quiet, even when they were sitting at the next table
People may not be able to hear clearly.
"Forget it, let's settle the bill first to avoid unnecessary trouble." Einstein said cautiously.
This is not only about the mission to London, but also about Walter Joyce,
After all, Walter Joyce had stayed at the Tianming Headquarters for three years and had not left the Tianming Headquarters for that long. Anyone who had seen him could spot him with just one glance.
"Okay." Tesla nodded. Anyway, there was a plate of stargazing pie here, and her appetite wasn't very good.
He raised his hand and shook it, signaling the waiter to come over.
The waiter came over and Tesla motioned to pay. The waiter went back and got a bill. Tesla casually took out some pounds and handed it to the waiter.
After the waiter paid the bill, he hurriedly left a few change, regarded it as a tip, and left the restaurant.
The waiter cleared the table as if no one had ever been there.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, a woman in a white coat gently cut a small piece of beef off the fried steak on her dinner plate and brought it to her mouth to taste.
Walter Joyce would definitely exclaim if he saw this man.
She was the female scholar who originally studied and observed Walter Joyce.
"Ω1, how come he comes here? Shouldn't he stay in Laboratory 42?"
"And he's still with Tesla and Einstein."
"It seems that he is living a better life now than his destiny." The woman was a little relieved. She was still very happy to be able to see Walter Joyce again, and to see that Walter Joyce was living a good life.
of.
Maybe it’s the accumulation of feelings over the past three years.
The woman thought for a while and decided not to tell Otto Apocalis that Walter Joyce had returned to London.