After the scourge of the cigarette factory was eliminated, the local police immediately came to clean up the mess.
Ye Bei and the police officer showed Tianshu's ID to each other and explained the cause and effect. They didn't even make a record. They just sat on the back seat of the Red Rabbit Cavalry and went home.
Back by the artificial lake of the Agricultural University and in front of the single-family villa, Brother Ye Bei grinned at the window with a very ugly look on his face.
Xueming mumbled: "I'll apologize..."
Ye Bei waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a meal."
After entering the house, Xueming still wanted to ask something -
——For example, what was the beast in the cigarette factory just now?
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Brother Ye Bei squatting by the window and smoking heavily, like an ordinary middle-aged family man knocked down by life.
So Xueming asked: "Brother, aren't you short of money? If your company is the same as Jiujie Station, the salary should be very, very high."
"No, I am very short of money. Last year, I donated more than 27 million yuan to three hope primary schools in Xixing. At the beginning of this year, I donated more than 600,000 yuan to the Paralympics, here!"
Ye Bei took out his mobile phone and showed his bank balance, "There are still two hundred and seventy-one yuan left. I have to pay for this single task settlement day, which is the 10th of next month! When my wife saw this broken glass, she became angry.
, maybe they caught me spending money and mentally attacked me."
"Brother..." Xueming was shocked: "Have you always been doing these things?"
Ye Bei jumped up and down in the room, looking for quick-drying glue to fix it, but he answered without looking back.
"I have become a ghost. I have nothing to spend money on. It doesn't matter if I don't eat or sleep. At most, I just buy some clothes. It costs money to brush my teeth and take a shower. I don't even need to call a taxi when I go out. If it doesn't affect public security, I will run away.
It’s faster than the bus, I don’t have any quirks in my life, and I don’t need to save money for my children. If I don’t donate it, how can I keep it to buy a house?”
Xueming thoughtfully said: "I mean..."
"It's no longer interesting." Brother Ye Bei casually threw the bad cat into the soft cat bed. Within a few seconds, the poor beast began to sleep soundly. It seemed that it had consumed a lot of spiritual energy and needed to be in the room without any help.
Dream sleep to restore mental strength.
Ye Bei and Xueming continued: "If you insist on breaking the casserole and asking the truth, I just want to do something good. I believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the way of heaven. If you do good deeds, you can be a good person - can you understand this? It's very difficult.
Simple, right?”
Xueming immediately squatted next to Brother Ye Bei and nodded vigorously.
"Yes, it's very simple."
Then he reached out to touch the glass.
"Wait a minute!" Ye Bei didn't understand what Xueming meant: "What do you want to do?"
Xueming said: "I know how to fix it."
Ye Bei's face was full of confusion: "wtf?!"
How many pieces of glass did this shatter into? This guy just repaired it as he asked? - This is too fantasy.
Then I saw Xueming dig a bucket of mud from the field and use a caliper constructed by the spirit body to measure the size of the window frame.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Bei saw that the boy's two spiritual arms had turned into a variety of tools, including square rulers, sludge shovels, and mold punches and trimming knives.
In just a few dozen seconds, a simple clay mold is ready.
"Amazing skills!" Brother Ye Bei was dumbfounded.
Xueming was a little embarrassed and replied with a smile: "Brother, any person can do these things if he has the corresponding tools. It's not a very powerful thing."
Then I saw this kid rushing into the kitchen with the clay mold, turning on two gas stoves, getting a steel plate from the garage, and spreading the heat evenly in the clay mold. When all the water evaporated, Ye Bei couldn't even see the clay mold.
The air holes in the mold can be taken to the factory as a standard model and sent to the assembly line for production.
Xueming put the broken glass together as it was, and sent the splinters and debris into the grinder transformed by the spirit body to turn into powder. He mixed in some alumina he carried with him, which is the raw material of corundum, and ground quartz sand mixture.
Fill all gaps.
Close the mold and add fire, turn on the exhaust fan, and wait until the temperature reaches the point where the glass fluidizes.
In just three minutes, a piece of glass that was as smooth as new was ready.
Xueming Shan raised it with his spirit arms that were not afraid of high temperatures. After carefully observing the sand holes and gaps, he made sure that there were no flaws in it, and then put it back into the clay to cool naturally.
He said to Ye Bei: "Wait half an hour and it will be ready."
Ye Bei raised his hand and closed his mouth: "Xiao Jiang... You are so good at this skill! Where did you learn it?"
Jiang Xueming and Ye Bei confessed: "I can get pyroxene jewelry and sticks at the underground station - these two things are gifts given to the passengers by Aohun Mingde, but if they are worn out, they may be gone. I have always been
Trying to figure out how to fix them."
He took out the Heart of Steel and the Club from the bundle.
"I helped my friend's father repair toys before and tried his hand at those delicate parts. I found that the die-casting process is relatively simple. Just by grinding and heating, you can get small parts with good strength and decent accuracy. Like this piece of corundum.
If it breaks and cracks, I can immediately use the aluminum oxide on my body to make a new one and put it in place."
Ling Weng gave Xueming the most practical jewelry. Steel and corundum are very cheap engineering materials.
For example, die-casting carbon steel to make weapon parts and troubleshooting weapons in emergencies are also new skills Xueming prepared for the trip to Hongxing Mountain. His spiritual body is very precise, and now he can also make things like Mr. Wen Bucai
Special sticks sandwiched between iron and aluminum.
Ye Bei: "Thank you!"
Xueming: "You're welcome, but I still have a few things to ask..."
At this point, Ye Bei's expression changed - every time this kid used this sentence, he must have been absorbing knowledge for dozens of minutes without stopping.
"Go take a shower and tell me something tomorrow!"
After saying this, Brother Ye Bei rushed back to the bathroom on the second floor like a gust of wind. Within a minute, exaggerated snoring could be heard.
Just at this time--
——Qiongqi woke up.
It seems to have been sleeping, just waiting for Ye Bei to leave.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It tiptoed carefully, walking on two legs like a human, and slowly came to Xueming.
"Hey! Boy..."
Xueming sat on the sofa and took notes, using drawing to write down all the scenes in his head. He just drew the scene where Brother Ye Bei broke the sound barrier during the battle.
He had no time to deal with this evil beast. Brother Ye Bei had revealed intentionally or unintentionally that this little kitten was full of bad intentions. Unlike Bo, it was a monster that needed kind people to seal its evil nature.
"Oh! The painting is quite good - do you want to make money?" Qiongqi climbed up on the sofa, got between Xueming's arms, stepped on Xueming's thighs, and took a look at the edge of the table: "
I have a way to help you sell your paintings! Do you like this business very much? I can make countless people praise your works..."
Xueming: "Not interested."
Qiongqi's face became very ugly: "Uh... uh... do you like women?"
Xueming: "I like it."
Qiongqi: "That's easy to say, let's make a deal? You must be able to help me. Yongzhu handed over its red mountain stone to you. You must be quite capable, right?"
Xueming answered truthfully: "No, I'm too good. He was afraid that I would die in the mission, so he gave me such a stone."
After that, he took out the red mountain stone. The solid cat bell seemed to Qiongqi to be unattractive, but rather disgusting.
Xueming stopped teasing the evil beast and honestly took back the life-saving tools. He was thinking in his mind - if he really followed the king hunter's instructions and swallowed the red mountain stone, would he also be able to have Big Brother Ye Bei?
Such divine power.
That is the physical body's ability to break through the speed of sound and change the direction of travel of the body by just punching the air in mid-air. It is also the ultimate expression of speed and power. If a human body wanted to make such an outrageous maneuver, it would be almost impossible.
impossible.
Even if one possesses special soul power, which can increase physical strength, it is impossible to withstand such an exaggerated instantaneous acceleration.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Looking at these book data from a game perspective is like the character's physical performance limit.
Even if you have this speed, it is difficult to apply it freely in actual combat. The human body's reflex nerves and electrical signal transmission are delayed. The passengers' spiritual essence is so powerful that they can break through the limitations of the neural structure, but it is impossible to have it.
The ability to control the body's emergency braking, steering and speed changes in a sonic environment.
Xueming is very worried that if he really encounters a crisis that cannot be solved or escaped during his trip to Hongxing Mountain, when using the Hongshan Stone - even if the book data skyrockets, it will not be a power he can control.
Qiongqi saw that the boy hadn't spoken for a long time, so he smelled the scent of Xueming's body carefully, and immediately saw the thick fog-like anxiety through his terrifying mind-reading ability.
"Oh yo yo... Have you been in trouble recently? My little friend! If you have any troubles, you can tell me. Share your unhappy things to make me happy."
This big cat has a mean mouth like a big brother. Xueming put down his pen and prepared to take a bath and go to bed. He ignored Qiongqi's rumors.
"Is your girlfriend unhappy? Or does she owe you wages? Why don't you work for me? Let me tell you, working for me is a very promising job. Have you seen my slave? He is enjoying the glory every day now.
I drink spicy food, my wife is white and beautiful, and she is racing towards her ideals in life every day."
Xueming came to the bathroom door and asked out of politeness.
"I'm going to take a shower, will you come with me?"
Qiongqi's eyes widened at that time, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Who wants to be with you..."
Immediately afterwards, I heard the indifferent sound of the door closing, as if all politeness had been exhausted.
Within a few minutes, a handsome young man with steam all over his body came out of the bathroom. Xueming walked to the guest room, and Qiongqiyou immediately stuck to it, like a piece of psoriasis that was difficult to peel off.
"Hey, hey, hey! Boy, don't be shameless! That's enough! I allow you to reject me twice, but it can only be done three times - my bottom line is twice, I am a very capable beast
, it’s different from the disaster beast in your impression! It’s completely different!”
Xueming said nothing and ran to the bedroom door again, ready to be polite.
"sleep together?"
Qiongqi pursed his lips: "Who wants to sleep with you!"
Immediately afterwards, a cold closing sound was heard, and Qiongqi's evil plan was stillborn before he could even say it.
It was very unwilling and banged the door hard.
"Boy! My bottom line is three times!~ It became three times!~ Let's get straight to the point! As long as you are willing to kill the slave on the second floor who has no ideals and is just trying to pick up girls and fight monsters, take me away from this place.
Damn this place, lift my seal, I will promise you anything..."
Xueming opened the door, revealing a crack, and looked down at the bad cat.
"I would like to ask, are you difficult to kill?"
Qiongqi immediately felt proud and wanted to tell all his magical abilities: "Of course! It was like a direct shot from a machine gun, the impact of a rhinoceros monster, and a safe weighing several tons fell on me, and I didn't even feel any pain.
At most, you will just faint. Do you also want this kind of body? King Kong is indestructible! You can come back to life even if you die! Do you want the sister in your heart to become stronger? I have peerless magic here!~"
Xueming grabbed the ferocious beast without saying a word——
——He remembered that Brother Ye Bei said that the only weakness of this ferocious beast is that it cannot lie.
Just listen to the card wiping.
He twisted Qiongqi's neck, breaking it cleanly, with half of his tongue still hanging out and drooling.
Qiongqi said feebly: "I'm going to be angry...I'm going to..."
Immediately afterwards, Xueming threw it to the cat's nest. After a while, this extremely annoying Amway sales pitch finally turned into a purr.
Lying on the bed, he thought carefully about——,
——If Brother Ye Bei has to endure this level of personal harassment through telecom fraud every day, it would really be a kind of torture.
After a while, he fell asleep.
...
...
Early in the morning, at nine-thirty, Jiang Xueming woke up like an electronic alarm clock.
After washing up and tidying up as usual, he quickly rushed to the kitchen and put the glass back in before my sister-in-law got up.
Then I heard Qiongqi tilting his head, grabbing Xueming's trouser legs and yelling.
"Hero, let me stop talking nonsense. Can you perform bone-setting surgery on me? Now I can't even eat breakfast. I call this torture. I will take a selfie of myself later and send you to Weibo. You
Don’t even think about surviving on the Internet.”
Xueming casually straightened the bad cat's neck, like a cat and mouse painting style, very curious and cartoonish.
Qiongqi tossed his head and grunted for a long time, finally managed his tongue and regained his energy. Just when he was about to speak, he heard a rapid knock on the door from outside.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, guests came.
Brother Ye Bei didn't get up, and his sister-in-law was probably still resting.
Jiang Xueming ran to the door and looked outside. He couldn't see anything through the peephole. It was strange. There was an inexplicable chill that invaded his mind.
Then I heard the knocking on the door becoming more urgent, like drumming.
Xueming simply opened the door to see what kind of monster could make his spiritual vision ineffective.
The result is very unexpected——
——Standing outside the door was a little man who was only 1.58 meters tall, could not reach the peephole at all, and was in the blind spot of vision.
He looks very, very young. He is wearing spiritual clothes and holding a basket of Henan local products, and he has come to pay New Year greetings.
The little man was wearing sunglasses and raised his head to look at Jiang Xueming.
Jiang Xueming said: "Brother Ye Bei is still sleeping...who are you?"
The little man walked inside and said, "I am his intelligence agent, so there is no need to tell you my name."
I saw Qiongqi covering his nose, as if smelling a very bad smell, and hiding back in the cat's nest.
Xueming was also relieved. When they first met, the cat showed a strong tendency to detect taste.
It likes bad people and dislikes good people. If you can keep it away, it must be a good person.
The intelligence agent brother sent the souvenirs to the kitchen and was digging around the mold left by Xueming by the stove. He opened his eyes and observed the craftsmanship of the mold with great interest.
"It's interesting...you did this?"
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
I saw this short little man taking three steps at a time, sitting next to Jiang Xueming, taking out a cigarette and pouring tea.
Xueming first refused the cigarette and then started chatting with the intelligence agent.
Learned during the conversation——
——The [bcktar·black tar] last night was a man-made disaster beast.
This intelligence officer worked in the factory four times to investigate strange phenomena and found black tar in the sewage workshop of the factory.
The intelligence agent and Jiang Xueming explained in detail: "Man-made disasters will also appear in modern society. Specifically, it is an act of common deeds by all living beings."
Xueming immediately started taking notes.
The informant continued: "Do you know about virtual idols?"
Xueming: "vtb? Leather man?"
Intelligence agent: "God damn leather man, no, I'm talking about an idol in a broad sense."
Xueming: "Oh...I know."
The intelligence agent continued: "There are many, many people who want something to happen, and it will definitely happen. Even if it is a worthless clay statue, there will be people who kneel down and worship it, trying to put on the divine clothes, become a god, and be stained with the gods.
Sex—that sounds incredible, right?"
Xueming: "Indeed..."
The intelligence officer pointed to the black tar photo in the information bag.
"There are more than three million smokers in Hengyin City, and the monthly production and sales of cigarettes are huge. When people can't buy cigarettes with money and they are sold out, a strong collective will creates this monster."
Xueming was surprised: "Can it still be like this? There are so many people around the world who believe in Christianity, so does God really exist?"
"Who knows?" The little man pulled down his sunglasses, revealing his dark eyes, and said word by word: "Who! Know! Know!?"
This question stopped Xueming.
You can feel an amazing momentum from this intelligence agent, like a scalding fireball.
"Jiang Xueming, is your name right? I've seen this name from Ye Bei's WeChat chat and call records. He once asked for your recipe. The recipe can calculate your body fat and weight, so I can be sure.
, this person is you - then back to the topic."
The intelligence officer threw up the information, took out a knife, and then cut out several individual words from the information to form a complete sentence.
"There are many strange phenomena in modern society, like the birth of a demon. An actor will unconsciously turn into another personality and become an image that the audience likes. We call this phenomenon creation of characters.
This kind of instant noodles will change its taste according to the comments fed back by most users. This phenomenon is called product upgrade. Idol groups will wear different clothes based on fans' comments and preferences, and decide whether a certain idol in the group will stay or leave. It's just cold.
The data - this is called natural selection, survival of the fittest."
Leave four big words on the table.
"The same is true for the birth of black tar. There are countless people who hope to continue smoking, and a strong desire drives a soul to join the cigarette factory, which becomes the origin of this spiritual disaster, and then human flesh is injected into it.
Nutrients are used to supply the production activities of the factory. Black tar is not a simple disaster beast, but an artificial spiritual disaster composed of more than forty souls and a workshop."
——It’s called [all living beings share the same cause].