Hearing the sound, Yu Mian stopped and leaned forward to take a look at the gap between the cabinet and the wall. He immediately turned back excitedly and said to the group of people: "Uncle, I saw it. There is a small box on the wall.
There are two buttons, one red and one green..."
As she spoke, she asked Yuye to move the cabinet to one side with great effort, then squatted down and carefully observed the small box on the wall.
Kaiser's eyes shone brightly, and he suppressed the joy of escaping, and continued to persuade: "Yes, yes, that's the box, press the green button..."
Yu Mian raised her hand and pressed the red button.
"Ah! It hurts!"
The spiderweb-shaped electric grid that originally trapped Kaiser and others began to tighten, and several people were instantly trapped even tighter. One person was pressed against the other, and the network cables tightened and strangled their skin. Everyone was in pain.
Sweating profusely.
Kaiser's face already showed annoyance, but he still forced a smile: "Kid, did you press the wrong button..."
Yu Mian ignored him at all.
He turned to Yu Ye and smiled: "Okay Yu Ye, I just found out that their power grid is about to run out of power, but I haven't found a place where I can transfer a new power supply. Fortunately, the red-haired uncle reminded me, so I can
Find the power supply. Now they can't move at all, we can slowly take away these things!"
[???C?So Yu Mian came over just now to observe the status of the power grid? That spider web-like thing is actually called a power grid?]
[It turns out that this kid is not stupid. He also knows how to use the information given by the enemy to deceive the enemy. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it turns out that it is not that simple to be a blogger in the apocalyptic live broadcast room.]
Someone in the comment area was unhappy and started attacking from another angle:
[But this damn kid is too bad at what he does? He takes away everything and doesn’t leave anything for others? Now he still connects the power to the power grid and continues to trap people. Isn’t it too bad?]<
/p>
Picking up rubbish in the research institute: [?? Is it over yet? Just now Zaizai went to save someone, and you called her a holy mother. Now that she has taken away all the things, you are calling her too harsh. Co-authored with good words
I’ve told you everything, right?]
[Then I'm not wrong. The things here were obviously discovered by my team. They must also be a team sent by the tribe to perform the mission. They finally found the supplies here. Good guy, Yu Mian got them all by himself.
If we leave, how will the entire tribe survive?]
Picking up trash in the research institute: [Moral kidnapping, right? Can you be the new mecha Buddha newly developed by the school next door? This is the end of the world. Those people are trapped here. It is moral to help them, but it is their duty not to help.
,Yu Mian also found this place by himself, why can’t he take all the supplies?]
Xu Shuo was full of energy and blood, and he tapped the keyboard with one enemy and a hundred karakaras.
When Zhou Yan opened the door again and came in, he saw an angry look on his face, as if he was going to get into the virtual live broadcast room and eat people alive.
"Da da."
Zhou Yan tapped the table with his fingers, and Xu Shuo immediately came back to his senses, slightly embarrassed: "Zhou, Professor Zhou?"
"I've read the first draft of your thesis." Zhou Yan's cold gaze once again swept across the screen in the live broadcast room, where two children were struggling to search for supplies.
Xu Shuo stood up uneasily and blocked most of the live broadcast room behind him without leaving a trace: "Professor, is there anything else that needs to be modified?"
The man in front of me looks cool and cold, but he is a super-S-level research professor at the highest interstellar research institute. He is famous for being strict. Almost every student he has taught has inevitably been scolded by him.
.
Xu Shuo was worried. If he still couldn't pass this time, he might have to postpone his graduation.
"The topic and references are very rigorous." Zhou Yan looked away, with a touch of imperceptible appreciation in his tone, "But some of the logic is contradictory. I have sent the revised version to your email. If you
If you are willing to continue your studies, I will write a letter of recommendation and introduce you to the Bionic Dog Research Center to study for a PhD."
"I...I do, Professor Zhou!" Xu Shuo raised his head in disbelief, with tears flashing in his eyes, "Thank you, Professor Zhou..."
"No need to thank me, you deserve this." Zhou Yan raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his eyes fell back on the live broadcast room behind him again, and reminded, "Entertainment can be appropriate, I still say the same thing,
Don’t lose yourself in playing with things.”
After he finished speaking, he left.
Xu Shuo excitedly jumped around in the air, punched Biye, and finally sat back in front of the live broadcast room and rewarded him with a box of lollipops.
"Hello, Professor Zhou."
Zhou Yan left the study room and returned to his office. Along the way, his mind was thinking about the so-called apocalyptic live broadcast room No. 108.
Rao is known as the most sophisticated brain in the galaxy, and Zhou Yan really can't imagine how a mere virtual live broadcast room can attract so much attention from the student he has always been most proud of.
He even paid him a subsidy in advance in order to get a krypton gold reward.
After thinking again and again, Zhou Yan turned on his optical brain and entered "No. 108 Doomsday Live Broadcast Room".
There are many live broadcast clips about Yu Mian circulating on the Internet, but most of them are scolding Yu Mian for how he wants to die.
Zhou Yan watched for a while, frowning even more tightly, and then directly clicked on the official account of the Doomsday Live Broadcast Room, paid to download and registered the account of Live Room No. 108.
He has lived almost all of his twenty-eight years dealing with experiments. He has never paid attention to entertainment information, and he never thought that registering an account would be so troublesome.
Zhou Yan frowned and finally completed filling in the basic information and finally reached the step of choosing a nickname.
However, more than a dozen nicknames were given in succession, and each one was prompted to be occupied by someone else.
Zhou Yan raised his hand and pressed his swollen eyebrows, then typed a string of words randomly.
[Congratulations to ‘I am a silly dog’ for successfully registering.]
[Welcome ‘I am a stupid dog’ to the apocalyptic live broadcast room No. 108. The virtual blogger of this live broadcast room is Yu Mian, who is three and a half years old.]
Zhou Yan:......
Yu Mian and Yu Ye slowly searched for supplies in the basement. Yu Ye carried the box quietly from beginning to end. Although his hands and legs were extremely tired, Yu Mian didn't hear him complain at all.
Sentence.
On the contrary, it was the group of people trapped under the power grid who kept shouting and howling in pain.
Some of them were so unbearable that they even cursed: "You kid, why are you so wicked? Don't you see that we are still trapped here? If you don't even lend a hand to help, how can your family teach you?"
of?"
Yu Mian didn't look back no matter how much they scolded her.
She dug out a rusty small box from the pile of iron boxes piled in the corner, and touched it to Yu Ye like a treasure: "Yu Ye, look, I found this!"
Opening the lid of the iron box, there is a very delicate blue crystal necklace inside the white foam.
Yuye responded nonchalantly: "Well, it looks good."
Yu Mian seemed not to notice his perfunctory look at all. He threw away the box and approached Yu Ye holding up the blue crystal on his feet: "I'll give it to you, Yu Ye. I feel that this blue color matches you very well."<