It was between six and seven o'clock in the morning. The early morning in Summer City, which had just passed the winter solstice, did not provide enough light. The slight skylight could not penetrate the lake water, so from the public activity area, the bottom of the lake was still dark, except for the manta rays.
When the giant creature swims past the protective glass, the water becomes somewhat vivid.
Xie Junping went to school all the way to morning exercise, bought some snacks, and arrived at Bei'an Gear. He arrived early, and there was no one here except Xue Lei, who got up earlier than him, and Mao Yan, who was yawning.
Among the few people, Maoyan works the hardest, and it was her turn to be on duty again last night.
Faced with a beautiful woman, Xie Junping had nothing to say but found something to say: "Where is Teacher Luo?"
"hehe."
Xie Junping understood instantly: "I'm in seclusion again!"
Maoyan pouted: "The Nth all-nighter."
Xue Lei defended himself: "Sister Maoyan, didn't you say that he just received important information last night..."
"What information?" Xie Junping was curious.
Maoyan yawned again: "It seems to be his mother's collection of essays during her lifetime."
"Sister Qingwen's collection of papers is available in the school library and on the journal website."
"It seems to be an unfinished work that has not been officially published. It was a gift I got from Professor Pan last night when I met with him."
"No wonder." Xie Junping understood and expressed an optimistic attitude, "A few papers are still unfinished. They won't take long, so they will be kept as souvenirs."
Maoyan stretched out four fingers: "4PB, those data are 4PB in size."
Xie Junping was immediately stunned: "4PB?"
With such a size, even the most realistic virtual reality files have hundreds or thousands of hours of playback time. Not to mention ordinary text and pictures...
Maoyan chuckled again: "It really sinks in. When he comes out, this semester can be over."
Xie Junping directly cried out in pain: "No, the real-time sign-in system is getting more and more abnormal now. It's okay for three or five days, but if it really needs to be closed for a long time, even if I move the principal out, it won't work!"
Maoyan gave Xie Junping a rare pat on the shoulder: "Let's just suspend him from school. Hum, I thought he was a little sober, but he is still obsessed. It's a waste of time!"
The beauty's approachable attitude made Xie Junping's head heat up, and his mouth became a little unruly: "That means the treatment is not enough... Oops."
The next second, Xie Junping and his chair fell to the ground, and he was smashed to pieces. After becoming a half-insider, this was not good. Maoyan and others knew that he was no longer a kid who could die with just one poke.
A weakling, he doesn't know how to deal with it. Unfortunately, he hasn't really awakened yet. What if he is really going to fall out?
Xie Junping was about to protest loudly when Jerry, who had just succeeded in stealing some snacks, stepped on his chest with a cheerful step, "puff-puff-puff", and borrowed some strength from his face, pushing forward with all his strength.
jump up.
"Oh no, you are an unfilial son!"
Xie Junping made two beeps and fished it out smoothly. He didn't catch Jerry, who had full agility, but he caught a leg.
"Hey, Nanzi?"
Not to mention how embarrassed Xie Junping was, Jerry was quite excited. He grabbed the person's trouser leg and climbed up. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the person's chest. The person took advantage of the situation and hugged him.
The half-grown muskrat was held in his arms:
"Nice job."
After Xie Junping heard this, he simply wanted to use his strength to knock Ronan down. However, Ronan, who had already awakened, was rooted in his feet based on his physical cultivation alone. He was not at all a "weak chicken +1" level
Those with little ability can shake it.
In desperation, Xie Junping patted the floor and struggled to get up with a grunt. Xue Lei next to him said hello, but the cat's eyes were a bit strange: "In a good mood?"
Ronan sat in front of the bar and smiled at everyone, which was more convincing than any words.
The cat's eye is even stranger. After less than eight hours, that is, just one sleep, no, this guy didn't sleep at all last night, can a person's mood change so drastically?
After blinking, Maoyan subconsciously asked one more question: "Have you read all those materials?"
Ronan picked up a snack and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "It's impossible, there are so many...it won't take two or three years, and it's difficult to simply go through it. Take your time, I'll look at it bit by bit,
Don’t make any omissions.”
Maoyan reached out to touch his forehead, but Ronan slapped it down angrily.
The group of people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing where Ronan's appearance of great enlightenment came from.
In fact, if we invite the two chief priests of the Blood Flame Order who have been busy all night, we may get the correct answer very quickly, and even further inferences. But no one here is omniscient and omnipotent, so everyone can only comfort themselves:
Anyway, this is a good thing.
Afterwards, a group of people gathered in front of the bar to have breakfast, or can only be said to be pre-dinner desserts. The ones Xie Junping bought casually were just a filler for several ability users.
The real breakfast was brought by Qin Yikun, who was in charge of taking over. Compared with ordinary people's standards, it was for at least ten people. It also included carefully cooked medicinal porridge, which was very effective, expensive, and difficult to buy on the market.
arrive.
All of this has to be spread into the cost of the security team, and only Ronan, a wealthy businessman who became rich through teaching, can afford it.
Xie Junping got up early and came here, at least half of the reason was because of the medicinal porridge.
Qin Yikun not only brought breakfast porridge, but also the latest news: "Yesterday, the Xiacheng military sent a letter hoping to cooperate with the branch to develop new business. It should be about spiritual purification..."
Maoyan laughed: "When will the military start to control propaganda? Is it necessary to rebel if it gets involved in ideology?"
"It's not a rebellion, uh, I mean it has nothing to do with ideology..."
Qin Yikun accidentally let the cat's eye fly away. He smiled bitterly and was about to explain when Ronan next to him suddenly said:
"He must be a scavenger."
"Yes, that's it! Eliminate and purify illegal religious groups, establish the foundation of black magic in the Abyss, and reduce the incidence of so-called 'murders in the other world'."
After saying this, Qin Yikun finally came to his senses: "You know, Vice President He mentioned it?"
"No, I told Tian Bang last night. I met him on the way." Ronan replied, but there was no further explanation.
However, Xue Lei, who had been busy eating, interjected: "I must have seen the effect of the Blood Ring Fortress. Last night, Brother Papercut and the others played all night again and had a great time. They left messages in the group in the early morning.
What kind of sails and thruster modules do you want Nanzi to develop to build a big cannon ship?"
Ronan hummed: "I've seen it too, I can try it later. The configuration is easy to say, and if it is implemented into a product, it will probably be in the form of a talisman plug-in..."
Mao Yan motioned Qin Yikun to look over there: "Hey, there must be something wrong with this guy."