Pulling back the curtains and taking a look, the students of District 51 walked in groups to different teleportation areas, most of them went to the town of Rachel for the night, and some even pretended to go home for dinner on vacation. Promising that there was nothing he couldn't look at, he stuck his phone on the glass.

"Oooh, oh! It's a black drop (the Elder Scrolls' oversized underground dwarf map with glowing mushrooms in it; in Xiang Shaomu's eyes, it looks like the living area of Area 51 that is located underground and has a blue light flashing)!" Xiang Shaomu danced in the video, hoping that the students outside would not look up.

"Hey, don't take it away! I haven't finished reading it yet! Several beautiful sisters and handsome brothers!" The promise ruthlessly snuffed out Xiang Shaomu's fun, "You made this call just to see the living area of District 51?"

The video has a limited field of vision, but Xiang Shaomu obviously looked left and right, and then said with a sad face, "Because it's not what I want to fight, Gao Wen said that he is very busy and entrusts me to condolence you; Ling Ming doesn't even bother to make up a reason to force me to call you! Alas, it's hard to be a roommate, and it's even harder to be your roommate." ”

Because it is lunchtime in China, Xiang Shaomu packed a sandwich from the cafeteria and ate it on his phone, the sound of smacking echoed in the promised room, and the thick meatloaf and double cheese in the video forced him to make a cup of black tea to drink before suppressing the desire to eat supper.

"What am I going to say? Oh, how's it going to be over there? What have you done today? What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Language and rhetoric are a profound science, and the same meaning is different words, some let you answer a sentence and paste it upside down, and some want to go up and beat it directly.

“… You've seen how it is here, today I visited Area 51, and tomorrow I'm going to meet someone who said it was the person who proposed the deal. ”

The video suddenly shook violently, and during the period, there was an exclamation of high decibel and high destructive power to Shaomu, and when the picture stabilized again, it turned out to be a Gaowen tea can on the table.

"Xiang Shaomu, what are you doing?" promised to hold his head and wait to explain to Shaomu, but the sound of the conversation made him change his posture instantly.

"Is there a way not to go tomorrow?" Although he looked at the teacan, he promised to be 100% sure, it was the voice of Ling Ming, a high-charm high-professional space group who didn't know what the rules were, and listened to the door.

"What's wrong?"

"The person who proposes the deal, the one who wants to treat you, is dangerous. As soon as Ling Ming appeared on the stage, Xiang Shaomu stayed where it was cool.

"It should be fine, or he'd just tell me that. ”

"You're on someone else's territory, it doesn't matter if you tell you, you have the ability to run!

"When I visited today, Adam said that he had nothing to hide, no matter what the machine was not confidential, and he also arranged for me to live in the student dormitory, and the communication and movement were arbitrary. The promise had to be said with the sixth sense, "You won't kill me." ”

"Anyway, be careful, don't forget what you promised me. ”

"Rest assured, the promises I promise are absolutely reliable. ”

"Good night. ”

"Uh... Happy dining..."

The next day.

"Oh... Somewhat... Early..."Pull open the double curtains, the sky is still bright, the semi-circular sphere on the roof sings "The Song of the Star-Spangled Banner", the mythological system is almost impossible Area 51 can become one of the great power organizations in today's world One of the factors is strength, vision, luck and other factors, but this lack of creativity of the school song is still inferior, even the next door Mexico has Aztec-style accompaniment.

It's quiet outside, and the wake-up bell obviously only rings for one person who promises, no way, the vice principal of District 51 is calling, is it still lying in bed?

Adam leaned back against the wall, took out a black suit from the closet, and then put on a black tie, folded it and put it on the head of the bed, the space door in the administrative area was already glowing with blue light, the space connection was stable, and he was about to take the promise to find the teacher, and it would not be long before he would use this suit.

"It's been less than two months since I last wore you..."

"Do you need spatial teleportation?" Adam looked even more haggard when it was himself who was worried.

It was so early, most of the students were still immersed in their sleep, and the few who got up couldn't see the blue light transmitted by the space in the administrative area.

No one knows, not even the one to talk to... Adam had almost forgotten that the two gangsters who had stopped him on the street had wanted to try to sell the wine that everyone said was unpalatable. Because I only learned a little bit in the bar, I didn't even know the steps very well, so I made something that had a high degree and could not be called alcohol, and the townspeople who were used to drinking low-alcohol beer did not want to drink, and the only advantage was that it was never mixed with water. That night, I saw two people who were looking for wine without water, and they had never heard of the reputation of their own wine, and if I could sell it to them, I would be able to barely eat enough. When they rushed up to grab them, they nervously stumbled and said something that was not grammatically correct, and the two of them casually agreed.

Now, the hiding of emotions and acting have long been practiced, and the things of blushing nervously and talking will never happen again, he smiled slightly, "Yes, the destination is Wisconsin." ”

In an instant, they appeared in a primeval forest, and in front of them a small log cabin looked old, but there was nothing else in the glade.

Rustling in the grass, a Sector 51 Spatial Group came out of the Treasured Spatial Group, which Adam had sent to erect a spatial door here.

"Would you like to wait here for a while? He doesn't want to be around when he meets you. Adam instructed the space team to erect another door, "We're in company." ”

"Good. "It's all come to this point, and it's casual to meet alone, and I promise to always believe that this trip to Area 51 is not about killing yourself or imprisoning or experimenting to pull hatred.

"Whew!" the space door vanished, promising to stand alone in the glade, the sunlight shining the shadows of the leaves on the cabin, and in the shadow of the shadow, the door slowly opened.

Black and white hair staggered, this man is not blessed by age, the muscle lines are still perfect, and a pair of wide and sharp steel wings behind him release a splendor that the human eye can't bear.

“Kevin.Bell.”

“Issac.Cheng.”