"Haohao, where are we going?" Meng Meng was boredom jumping around on the fallen shelves while tirelessly asking me questions that have not changed since just now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Where to go? Where else can I go? I'll get you a whetstone, and I've got something to get my hands on, so I'll have to stay in this place for a little longer. ”

Snow...... You've got to find a way to get it......

"Whetstone? I don't have a knife with me, so what whetstone can I find? ”

"You'll know when you get there."

I've seen the corner in front of the small square, and if I'm not mistaken, the corner is - what about the small square?!

To make sure I remembered correctly, I took two steps back and combined the characteristics of this place with those of that place at the time.

That's right, the place is still the same place. But how did the little square where the witch stayed become a ruin?

What started as a small circular square is now a mountain of ruins of reinforced concrete and broken bricks. I didn't believe in evil and went around again, but I still remembered correctly, this place was the small square, but I don't know why this place was buried by tons of reinforced concrete.

I looked around and saw that there was no sign of any building debris.

The only possibility is that these things fell vertically from above the skylight.

It can't be that these things fell from the sky......

Impossible, impossible...... How do you have to make a pile of concrete fall from the sky......

"Haohao, is that thing falling from the sky a mobile toilet?" Meng Meng pointed to the skylight and asked me with a confused face.

Yes......

There must still be a scientific and reasonable reason that can be used to explain the mobile toilet that is falling from the sky, definitely. For example, tornadoes...... Wormholes...... There's a construction team in the sky or something......

What the? Mobile toilets?

I looked up again at the object in the sky that was getting closer and closer to the ground, and it looked like the mobile toilet was not running.

Tut.

I took a few steps back just outside of the effective pollution of the toilet, and then I watched the toilet fall in front of me without making a sound.

It seems that there is no Newton in this world.

Once I was sure it wasn't going to explode, I went up and looked at the toilet to see what was so special.

It really made me discover something.

The toilet door is not a male or female sign, but a seven-colored disc with a pointer. I didn't even get close to the toilet when the disc on the toilet door spun wildly, and as the speed increased, the boundaries of the colors on the disc became more and more blurred, until the entire disc reflected white light.

With a "ding" sound like a microwave oven, the handle of the toilet was twisted open by the person inside.

Although it was a bit of a hassle to write, it was only a short twenty seconds for me to pass through these things in the field. Before I could let Meng Meng find a place, the hidden door was opened, and the people behind me also appeared.

It's a bird.

It's the guy who appeared in the previous chapters.

He was wearing loungewear and an apron.

Asuka opened the door with a bowl of unbeaten eggs in his hand, and when he saw me and Moe Moe, he didn't have a surprised expression at all, as if I was standing here at this moment and was already in his calculations.

"Come in, I'm making a cake."

"Give me a reason to go in first." I stopped Meng Meng, whose eyes lit up when she heard the word cake, and was about to rush in.

"Time Management and Discord and a few tricks, that's all there is to it. This door can hold out for a minute, and you won't be able to get through if you don't hurry up. ”

No matter why a door still has such a strange question as "can it hold up", the reasons he gives are indeed tempting enough.

Behind the door is another world.

The décor of this room is distinctly British medieval, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows of busy workers and hurried carriages, and huge snowflakes floating in the sky, it seems that this world should be in winter. I could even hear a few people haggling over a few fruits and coal in English.

There was a pile of firewood next to the fireplace, and a few shriveled carrots on the mantelpiece.

While I was observing the decoration of this house, a crisp jingle bell at the front door, a big man in a long woolen trench coat and a hat opened the door and walked in with a few snowflakes. The man in the trench coat was of pure European descent - blonde hair, blue-eyed man, tall and big. But there was a smell of Northeast ballast in one mouth: "The landlord boss! The Bible is in your hands, and it's the King James translation you said. What do you want this thing for? I don't want to see such a thing in the British, what do you want me to do? ”

A bird's voice came from the kitchen, "Just put that thing in the bookcase, and by the way, help me receive those two distinguished guests, and then talk about the remuneration later."

Hearing Asuka say the word "distinguished guest", the European finally turned his attention to the two of us. The European first pretended to take off his hat and said, "In Lower Jack White, two beautiful young ladies can call me White."

"Huh? Isn't the first name of a foreigner the last name last? We should call you Jack. Meng Meng rushed to ask the question I cared about.

Bai's face looked slightly unpleasant, but he still patiently said: "It's good for the two of you to call me Bai, there are too many Jacks in this apartment, and you will respond to Jack's call Jack on the ground floor of the building."

"Then please come to the parlor with me, and I'll prepare hot cocoa for you."

I beckoned, "Coco's words are just for the person next to me." I want black tea, of course coffee is the best, but I only drink double espresso with milk and no sugar. ”

Meng Meng stared at me, and the look on her face almost changed, "Are you still a young man?" A few large letters were written on his face.

Bai smiled and said, "Miss Hao is really lucky, the landlord only got half a pound of espresso beans half a month ago, you have a good mouth."

"You know me?"

"Miss Hao laughed, didn't we ...... together yesterday"

Bai Gang smiled, and just wanted to say something I cared about, and the bird in the kitchen urged again: "Okay, okay, okay!" I've got a cake here right away, and I'll be ready to eat it when I fry a few slices of quiche! What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and send them to the reception room. ”

Bai just wanted to say something, but he also made a sudden realization expression, he walked a few steps into the house, stood at the door of a room, bent down and said, "Miss Hao, Miss Mengmeng, please come in."

Should I ask...... What the hell is the author doing?

Whatever...... Anyway, she can't pit me, how can she play with her.

The décor of the reception room is exactly the same as the outside, but the décor in this room is a little more intimate than the outside. As soon as Meng Meng and I sat down for a while, Asuka came in with a small kitchen cart with a large cake.

He took off his apron and said quite easily, "Okay, let's start talking."