There is no up, down, left or right in the prop library, and the items inside have no weight. Reyes and Patty only need to grab things and throw them into the prop library. The rest only need to be left to Mo Xiao to sort out, so they move the things.
Of course, there is no need to say more about the efficiency.
Even so, when the sun rose, they still had not moved half of the inventory, and Rahman had been sent away long ago. He still had the tasks assigned by Patty to complete, so only the three of them were busy here.
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One night, even though Mo Xiao was sleepy to death, he still managed to control the opening of the prop library. At this time, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out as soon as his eyes closed.
This is because maintaining the opening of the item library requires mental energy consumption. Under normal circumstances, the consumption is less than recovery, so there will be no fatigue. However, Mo Xiao recklessly expanded the opening of the item library, which doubled the consumption of mental energy.
If Mo Xiao had persisted for more than ten seconds, he would probably have become the first mediator in history to die of overwork due to mental exhaustion.
When Mo Xiao opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment was extremely strange. He found that he was sleeping in a luxuriously decorated and spacious room with all his clothes on. The bed underneath him could accommodate five or six people without being crowded.
There is a huge crystal lamp, there are some antiques scattered throughout the room, there are some porcelain and vases on the floor, and there are reliefs engraved on the wall, which is more luxurious than the palace shown on TV.
This should be a bedroom. Mo Xiao got out of bed, his feet felt like stepping on soft cotton. He rubbed his head that was still slightly dizzy. He heard a sound outside the door, so he opened the door.
, I saw Patty and Reyes sitting on the carpet at a glance, holding the handle and having fun.
"Hey, you finally woke up?"
Reyes kept his eyes fixed on the screen and said attentively: "If you don't wake up, we will find a way to help you wake up."
"How long have I slept?"
Mo Xiao glanced at the sunny weather outside the window. It wasn't dark yet, so it shouldn't have been too long.
Patty said angrily: "One day and one night, almost thirty hours, the cat lady at home made two international long-distance calls to me to ask about your situation. Fortunately, the pendant came forward to explain in time, which was scary to death."
Mo Xiao suddenly clicked his tongue: "So long? How does Xiaoying know what's happening on our side?"
"She called us not long after you fell down to ask how we were doing. How could we know what was wrong with you? She knew after a little talk."
Mo Xiao laughed out loud in embarrassment, wanting to go back and tell his family that they were safe. He changed the subject a little stiffly and said, "Where are we?"
"A hotel, where else could it be? It has a presidential suite, a private theater, a swimming pool and everything else. It costs tens of thousands of dollars to stay there for one night, isn't it amazing?"
Patty looked around and said with a smile: "This hotel is also one of the properties of Wien Company. You can do anything, and you can even take away the things in the room. No one dares to have any objection." p>
Mo Xiao blinked, but he didn't feel much. After all, no matter how luxurious a place was, he was not as comfortable as himself. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You live in such an expensive place, so you just stay in there and fight."
Game?"
"Otherwise, what else can I do? Do you want me to go sunbathing?" Patty curled her lips and glanced out the window. Just one glance made her retract her gaze, "The sun is too strong... I'm afraid it can't kill me.
Endocrine disorders are revealed."
"Where's the big guy? Don't you like to bask in the sun? Why don't you go out for a walk? You can still see the beach here." Mo Xiao turned to Reyes and asked.
Reyes didn't look back and said cheerfully: "...I'm a homebody."
This reason was so simple that Mo Xiao couldn't find anything to refute. Patty said with a half-smile, "You can just go out if you want to go out. Are you trying to beat around the bush to get us to join you?"
Mo Xiao was stunned. He really had such an idea when Patty said this, but it was a bit embarrassing to admit it like this, so he shook his head decisively.
"If it were earlier, it wouldn't be wrong to go out with you for a walk...but now we don't have much time."
Patty spread her hands, looked at Mo Xiao and said helplessly: "Our next itinerary has been decided and we are about to leave. Landlord, you can't do it."
Hearing that there was something serious to do, Mo Xiao's attention was immediately diverted, and he quickly asked: "What's the itinerary?"
Patty put down the handle and raised his head and glanced at Mo Xiao: "Related to plutonium, there are four plutonium cores stolen from Mao Zi that will be auctioned on the black market in Jerusalem. We are going to get them."
"What is a plutonium core?" Mo Xiao asked curiously, "Isn't it uranium?"
Patty waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about what it is, just remember that four plutonium cores can produce four nuclear weapons in a few days. They are priceless, and it probably won't be that easy to get them."
Mo Xiao nodded. Rahman's work efficiency was so high. It only took half the time to get the exact information. It's no wonder that such a capable person would become the target of support from the Heinger family.
"What a coincidence, I gave you pillows when I fell asleep." Mo Xiao couldn't help but sigh at the good luck of his group, "It happens to be in Jerusalem, so close to us."
"This is the Middle East after all. Weapons control is not that strict. Everything is available on the black market. Moreover, a large number of nuclear weapons have been lost in the Mao and Ermao. The news that we can obtain plutonium cores is not too surprising."
Patty stretched and said: "We will set off in a while, and Rahman will prepare a special car to take us off. So far, I am quite satisfied with his ability to do things."
"Your requirements are really high." Mo Xiao couldn't help but say.
Patty waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "Yes, that's all they are for. After becoming blood servants, they can live for a long time. As a price, they must show some value. Otherwise, why should we support them?"
Reyes chuckled and continued: "This value is logistical support, which is also the meaning of their long-term survival."
Mo Xiao was noncommittal. He had nothing to say about the choice of Rahman and others. He asked someone to bring him a fresh steak to fill his stomach. While eating, he sat next to the two of them and watched them play games. After a while, Patty turned his head and looked at
Door: "Rahman is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were three rhythmic knocks on the door. Mo Xiao swallowed the last piece of steak. When he opened the door, he saw Rahman and two bodyguards wearing sunglasses.
He lowered his head slightly and said: "Dear guest, please inform the host that the time has come."
"No, we're here." Patty's voice came from behind, "Are you ready?"
Rahman lowered his head and said with great respect: "Everything you asked has been done."
"Very good, let's go."
With that said, everyone walked out of the room, accompanied by Rahman, and headed to the black market auction venue in Jerusalem.