The second floor of the bureau was pitch black, and only the half-section of the candle flame in a certain office was still burning, swaying the last vitality to dispel the corner of the forest, bringing a faint warmth.

Several people gathered around the cold floor and held a small meeting, after exchanging some information with each other, Han Xiuyu said goodbye and left to guard his RV, Zhao Yi also walked to the survivors' rest area with a cold air to ask about unresolved doubts, while Tian Hongyi nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice and fell into a coma.

Once the people disperse, no matter how small the space is, it will look cold and abnormal.

Ying Tianyang was quite helpless and slapped the notebook that was completely out of action due to insufficient power supply, turned his head to the girl with a gloomy face holding an "egg" and said, "Na, there is no power, and the information you brought can't be uploaded."

"Which model of replacement battery do I need?" Yun Mo held the alien egg, and his tone was unprecedentedly dignified, "As long as you say it, I will definitely find a way to provide it to you."

It's not a small tone.

The corners of Ying Tianyang's mouth hooked slightly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at his slender fingers, and said casually: "Pure solar energy, or...... Energy chips provided by the Chicago Science and Technology Administration."

As he spoke, he delicately broke open a dark grid at the bottom, and took out a silver chip the size of a fingernail, put it in the palm of his hand and sent it to Yun Mo: "Na, as a hacker, you should always have a computer of your own. The equipment I use is all high-tech, and if I don't have the corresponding chips, it won't work."

For hackers who specialize in computer technology, the computer is another self, with the same genetic sequencing as the deity, and is a spiritual companion that no one but the deity can touch at will.

And Ying Tianyang also cherishes his partner, no matter what kind of high-end goods, as long as he can get his hands on it, he will definitely equip the notebook in the next second. After a few years of hammering and beating, he packaged an ordinary version of a notebook into a pervert among the elite, a fighter among metamorphoses. But this also leads to its extremely "picky eater" character, even to the point where it doesn't eat without chips and doesn't drink without solar energy.

Yun Mo picked up the chip and looked at it for a long time, reaffirming in his heart. Even if such high-end goods are stolen, someone will cry and send them back. No, I can't afford to raise this expensive object without a certain amount of economic strength.

The energy chips provided by the Chicago Science and Technology Administration are indeed a good product, and it is not easy to touch the threshold of pure natural energy utilization in the 21st century. Although it is only a small chip, it highlights the prototype of future technology. I believe that after this technology matures, probably a lot of shaped rocket launchers will be put on the battlefield.

"I can't get this chip." Yun Mo replied "honestly", if it was just an ordinary model of replacement batteries, she would still be able to get one or two by other means, but this high-end product is obviously not something that can be easily obtained by any domestic store, so it is strange to take out a chip so as not to make people suspicious.

Ying Tianyang smiled bitterly and took back the chip, rubbed it for a while and sighed: "Alas...... If the sun doesn't come out tomorrow, then this machine is probably useless."

Energy chips accept the storage of solar energy. And it is not easy to lose and has long-lasting durability, which is also an advantage that not only makes him ignore the need to bring a spare chip when traveling, but also forgets that rainy days are its Achilles' heel.

The power grid transmission in the area of the police station has long been wiped out in the storm of Yunmo's mental power, and even a spare desktop has become a luxury. In addition, there are really no stores selling electronic goods nearby, so it can be seen that the emergency information tonight cannot be uploaded to the military headquarters.

Yun Mo twisted his fingers to trace the shape of the chip, and then took out a crystal nucleus the size of a fingernail from his pocket, and after comparing it repeatedly, he raised the crystal nucleus to Tianyang and said, "I can't give you the chip, but this should be able to be replaced."

Forehead...... Crystal? Ha! Crystal!

You're fooling me! A decorative crystal is more than 108,000 miles away from a chip, and it is completely two races!

The mantra of "hehe......" clearly expresses Ying Tianyang's feelings of wanting to crash into the tofu pile at the moment. Yun Mo, do you think this is the set of the Harry Potter Magic series? What do you do with a crystal, play marbles?"

Seeing that the other party had an expression of disbelief, Yun Mo didn't say anything more, and directly pondered the crystal nucleus on half of his fingernail.

Since it is also an item of energy storage, one solar energy and one bioenergy. I believe that there will always be similarities.

The cyborg's nails were as hard as sharp as a small dagger, and in a fine piece of crystal nucleus, a small chip of hair had gradually formed. Her hands are very fast, and the edges and corners are engraved according to the template in her mind. Roughly outline a few thin lines to increase the friction in contact with the inside of the notebook, and then quickly wipe off the debris on the top.

After a while, Yun Mo glanced at the scattered powders with pity, weighed the homemade chip in his hand, snatched the notebook in Ying Tianyang's hand, and when the other party was still silent in the shock of "I wipe this cliff is not a human finger", he skillfully dismantled the plate surface of the dark grid according to his previous routine and stuffed the chip in.

Press one finger on the screen for five seconds, and under the perception of the touch screen function, energy flows out of the chip.

The screen lit up instantly, and Ying Tianyang was stunned.

Looking at the other party's stupid look, Yun Mo also lost interest in explaining, stuffed the notebook back into his hand, and asked coldly, "What is the Harry Potter Magic series?"

Really......

Sure enough, it's not an earthling!

Peeling crystals is sharper than peeling apples, and even children's favorite Harry Potter doesn't know. [,！ Said, is this kid Godzilla wearing human skin?

"Forget it." Yun Moti slipped out with Tang Dao, saying that he had nothing to say to the nerd except for work, "Boy, remember to upload the information, if you dare to forget, be careful about your skin."

"Bang╠╠" The door closed mercilessly, cutting off the dull sight behind him. Yun Mowu strolled through the dark corridors and slowly walked towards the westernmost area.

In that place, the corpses of the scattered zombie dogs have to be cleaned up, and maybe two or three crystal nuclei will be found, and the resentment of the place where the corpses are accumulated can also fight for her newborn spiritual power.

But what Yun Mo didn't know was that while she was carving the chip, a black iron alien hatchling had already hollowed out the crystal nuclei of all zombie dogs, and decisively and wisely abandoned the area where the high-level cyborg was coerced and sheltered, and turned around and ran towards the outside world in the police station area.

Sometimes, a second-long error can become an irretrievable reality, just like now, Yun Mo has just let go of her sense of smell, and the alien hatchling has already rushed out of her hunting range in the direction of the wind.

At 1:43 a.m. on the 24th, in the RV, a faint energy fluctuation slowly dispersed from the unconscious Wei Jun.

Han Xiuyu, who had only been resting for an hour, suddenly woke up from the driver's seat, glanced at Du Mukai, who was still immersed in a dream, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran to the back car.

"Wei Jun!" Han Xiuyu grabbed Wei Jun's fat hand, turned on the small lamp at the head of the bed with the other hand, took a towel and carefully wiped the cold sweat off his face, and shouted anxiously, "Wei Jun! Wei Fatty! Fat guy! Wake up! You've slept long enough! Wake up! "

Wei Jun's whole body was emitting a scorching breath, and it seemed that even his snort had turned into hot steam, Han Xiuyu hurriedly put a towel on his forehead, and then turned around and hurriedly looked for something to cool down.

It's hot! Like a soldering iron!

Han Xiuyu didn't care about the preciousness of water resources, so he directly poured mineral water on the towel and wiped Wei Jun's fat upper body over and over again, but the high fever made him crazy and wanted to move a piece of ice to press on this fat man.

"Wei Jun! Wake up! Wake up! "

Is that...... Xiao Yu's voice ......

Where is he?

Is the suckling pig roasting so hot?

It's a world of bursting magma, rolling golden-red boiling waves crashing against reddish-brown cliffs, and waves of air in the heat blow thick bubbles and shatter into a smoky atmosphere.

Wei Jun felt that he had fallen on a blazing rock, surrounded by a hot patch, and the golden red color fascinated him from opening his eyes, and he lay naked on the cutting board, surrounded by flowing red oil, just waiting for him to be washed white and fried in the pot.

A strong sense of crisis urged him to open his eyes, and after opening his heavy eyelids with all his strength, his vision appeared an inverted world.

Blazing blood-colored scarlet paved high in the sky, and the magma between heaven and earth formed a terrifying landscape, roaring above and below him, surging above and below him, scouring the sharp reddish-brown barbs until they melted all into the whirlpool of the rapids.

Yes! Don't be so cruel! His fat man has never done anything immoral in his life, how can he be abandoned in hell! And this is clearly the rhythm of roasting the whole pig! Look at you, you see! The world's special thing is a piece of red oil! It's still a thorn, Nima, if you want to save yourself, you can't be pierced into a cactus!

Before he could do anything, Wei Jun spat out a bunch of big grooves at the things he saw clearly at first sight, and he sat cross-legged on the only remaining "island" floating in the magma under him, and silently greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the god of death in his heart.

Wei Jun was almost crying!

What the hell is this? Wasn't he just bitten and gnawed by a zombie dog, and it was necessary to make such a big joke and go to hell? Crazy heartbreak, there is wood!

And......

Wei Jun wept and looked at the islands under his ass that were getting smaller and smaller in the washing of magma, and he really felt that he smelled a tempting smell of meat......

Isn't it, fat man, I don't even let myself go!

Touching the layers of fat on his stomach, Wei Jun felt a burst of sadness.

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