Following behind the staff member in the black jumpsuit, Lin Sanjiu slowly walked through the crowded wooden fish forum. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info huge transparent plastic pipes stretched down from the ceiling in rows, the diameter of the opening was about a meter wide, and the height was level with people's chest and abdomen; from time to time, you could see a few idlers, squatting next to the transparent plastic pipes with their arms crossed, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Before she could decide whether to ask the staff member, her doubts were answered: after turning a corner and entering a small hall, a transparent plastic tube embedded in the corner of the ceiling buzzed violently, and a strong sound of air swirling suddenly sounded in the pipe. Someone shouted from afar, "Oh, get out!" ”； Immediately, a woman in a bathrobe hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and rushed over, screaming and scolding, and pounced on a transparent plastic pipe.

As soon as she ran closer, a two-year-old child was sprayed out of the plastic tube with a sudden jet of air. The young mother in the bathrobe hugged the little boy and slapped him on the back as she promised him that she would never have to pick you up again.

Lin Sanjiu stared at the plastic pipe blankly for two seconds, and then hurriedly turned his head to follow the staff walking in front; Along the way, she also saw people receiving sweet bread, condoms, and a piece of glue that was the size of a person with a large head for unknown use, from a plastic tube — apparently some of them could be picked up as soon as they were successful.

By the time they descended from the second floor, all the common plastic pipes that had hung haphazardly from the ceiling were gone. The second floor is full of small capsule-shaped compartments, each of which is connected to an independent pipe for transporting items; If the negative floor of the Muyu Forum is like a casino, like an electronic amusement arcade, or like an underground market, but it is not like an information trading place, then this floor is finally starting to look like something.

"You pick one," the staff member in the black jumpsuit stopped and said dejectedly, "fifty dragons per hour per class." ”

There was no thick smoke in the air, and the light was much clearer on the second floor. On his chest was a line sewn on his chest that was barely legible: "Giggle and serve you sincerely".

His name itself is like a prank.

"All I have is Red Crystal." Lin Sanjiu didn't know what to do with his expression, so he hurriedly turned his gaze away, and only looked at the single operation cabin beside him.

The pod was roughly the length of a single bed, and it looked like an oval metal cocoon, except for a teleportation pipe. Occasionally, someone knocked on the door of the metal cocoon in the distance, handed in a tray of drinks, and the few words of conversation were muffled and muffled; Through the thin ceiling above her head, she could faintly hear the noise and footsteps coming from the basement floor.

"That's fifty crystals, plus ten percent of the exchange fee. The operation guidance fee is twenty-five. ”

Lin Sanjiu took out her schoolbag, and just took out a few red crystals, "giggled" and suddenly sighed deeply, and even her shoulders gradually collapsed. He lowered his eyelids and said weakly, "Put it in the tube and don't give it to me." ”

The small bag of red crystals was swept away by a stream of air, and in the blink of an eye, it burrowed into the deep hole at the end of the pipe; Two minutes later, a "ding" sound sounded from the round surface of the metal cocoon, and a lock popped open.

"Here you are," she said, still shoving a few crystals into his hand after paying the fee. She just wanted to see if this person was happy, and now she had the money—"Hardship." ”

The man's expression when he took the red crystal was as if he had just received the ceremony.

In the operation compartment was an old leather recliner, which seemed to have been recovered from somewhere, because Lin Sanjiu also saw a row of small words under the seat cushion: "Green Forest Human Comfort Management Center". After opening the operation screen, the system of the Muyu Forum spun sluggishly, as if every page turn was too heavy a load for it.

Under the guidance of the male staff, she got used to the old system for a while, and soon became familiar with it—it was not much different from the red nautilus, except that it was a little stupid.

"When you start using the Muyu Forum, you are deemed to have agreed to the following terms." Every word he utters, it seems to be a little less angry: "Do not post content related to prohibited information, and must not refuse the necessary review of sensitive content......"

Lin Sanjiu listened absentmindedly for a while, until he felt that he sounded like a big fly, and finally couldn't help but interrupt him: "I agree, I agree." Thank you for your help, I can. ”

However, "Giggle" didn't leave, and squatted down next to the narrow gap on the side of the leather chaise longe.

"I took an hour's money," he said, his eyelids drooping, "and it wasn't time." Besides, what if you call me again in a while, it's too tiring to walk back and forth. You do yours, even if you put ***, I'm not interested in watching it. ”

The words that came out of his mouth were extremely believable.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the screen in front of him and swallowed back the question "Can it still put **". She found the "Craglish" message menu and found that the number of subcategories in Biluo Huangquan far surpassed that of the red nautilus, reaching a staggering more than 1,200 categories; The list of categories is even more bizarre and all-encompassing - "revenge and recapture", "detective inquiry", "home care", "hunt and kill family care", "breeding and breeding of living and non-living things", "trust building", ......

She was dazzled, and she didn't know where to post the news for a while, so she couldn't help but glance back at the boring staff.

"Giggle" pretended not to notice, and collapsed his face in a daze; Lin Sanjiu stared at him for five or six seconds before he sighed as if resigned to his fate, and asked slowly, "What news do you want to release?" ”

"I'd like to post a message specifically for the consular officer." While she was thinking, she watched as the classified names rolled through one after another in front of her: "I want to pay for them to keep an eye on the whereabouts of a few friends for me, and if I meet them in any of the worlds outside, I will issue them visas and bring them back to the Twelve Realms; I'll pay for the visa and everything afterwards. ”

She suspected that even if she claimed to blow up the Muyu Forum immediately, it would not cause a ripple in the man's face; "Giggle" looked up lifelessly and said, "You open the bounty Wanted." ”

Although the name of this classification is murderous, under his guidance, Lin Sanjiu really saw an entry of "searching for people and special looking for people".

In each message that asks for ten Zhongjing, only one description of the target person can be inserted; And all the missing person information must be placed in the "visa officer's special information" column of the asking price of 50 Zhongjing. It wasn't until it was time to spend a sum of money for everyone that she realized she did have a lot of friends.

Lin Sanjiu decided to start with the last friends who parted and go all the way back; Only the puppeteer can be eliminated - bringing him back to him is like luring a wolf into his home, and it doesn't seem wise to think about it. As she typed in the message of the white fat man Porva, she asked, "Are you really called giggles?" ”

"Of course not, that's the nickname they gave me."

"What's your real name?" She quickly finished Porva's message and typed in the word "Musin".

"Ryuuji."

"Well, I have a number in my name too. Why did they give you such a nickname? ”

The man paused and asked, "Why don't I give you the money back, and we won't talk?" ”

"I just wonder why you're so upset." Lin San said without looking back, and opened the third one.

Ryuji let out a long sigh, "I wonder why you guys aren't depressed. ”

Although every word he said was weak, as if he wished he could pass out immediately, Lin Sanjiu kept talking to him, and he responded to every word. By the time she had finally described and registered the friends she had met in the extreme temperature hell, Ryuuji's face was already gray-green.

She finally wrote the following paragraph in the bounty message: "Whether it's red crystals, materials, assets of the Twelve Realms, or special items, as long as you can bring one of them back to the Twelve Realms properly, you can choose a rich reward at will." If there are special and rare requests, I can also try to accommodate them. ”

A schoolbag of red crystals that had just been filled was empty in the blink of an eye.

After the news was released, Lin Sanjiu only had to sit in the Twelve Realms and wait for the visa officer to contact her. Even if there is a request that she really can't handle, she can still contact the gift bag to help - it's just that this kind of trick to press the bottom of the box, she still tries to use it sparingly.

"It's frustrating to know you," she said after finishing a top priority, feeling in a good mood, and made a joke with Ryuuji; But of course, the other party didn't think she was funny at all. "Then I'll go, see you next time!"

Ryuuji still had a cloudy look on his face, and watched her go upstairs. There was still some time left in the operation compartment, and he slowly sat down on the leather recliner, his hands on his chin, and his eyes were blank for a long time - it was not until I don't know how long after the use time was over, and a sudden "ding" sound suddenly jumped on the screen, and he slowly turned his head.

Obviously no one is operating, but the screen suddenly lights up. The dozens of messages that Lin Sanjiu took more than an hour to write were reappearing on the screen one by one at this time, as if they were lining up to be scrutinized; Ryuuji raised his eyelids and looked at them for a while, and finally there was a little surprise on his face: under his gaze, four messages disappeared awkwardly, and I don't know who completely deleted them from the "Visa Officer's Special Information" channel.