Volume 3: Travels in the City of Fertility Chapter 17 3/3 My roommate can't be a Nazi eagle

Ahem, first of all, I wish our cute penguin group leader Holy Evil Sauce a happy life, sprinkle the three more to send, don't worry about the details or anything.

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Chu Feiyue didn't know that he had been targeted by a "strange" person, otherwise maybe he would have turned his head and killed that girl. Now he was still glad that he hadn't remembered the wrong way, he had seen the stark face of Yuelou.

Here again, the Moon Tower looks like the 7 Hotel...

When entering the first floor, Chu Feiyue felt as if a gaze swept over her, but she didn't see anyone around. He couldn't help but think of a very popular sentence on the Internet: The aunts in charge of the dormitory are actually all martial arts masters, until they were hit by a sword in their knees...

On the second floor, Chu Feiyue's room.

Chu Feiyue took out her key card and opened the door, and as soon as she entered the room, she smelled a very strange sour smell, as if the smell of stinky socks that had been worn for several months and the tableware that had been put into the long mushrooms and not brushed were mixed together. After opening the door, Chu Feiyue looked through the aisle at the door and saw all kinds of debris thrown all over the ground inside.

Socks, shoes, jeans, briefs, white paper and paper balls all over the floor, cup noodles that were half-eaten and thrown on the ground... It's really dirty.

Chu Feiyue frowned, carefully choosing the landing point of his shoes to avoid stepping on anything strange, and walked into this room that should theoretically be his bedroom with ballet-like steps. Sure enough, the bed that was supposed to be Chu Feiyue was also full of all kinds of magical things. However, unlike on the ground, the things on Chu Feiyue's bed were placed very neatly.

The cushions on the bed had been thrown somewhere, and now all that was left was a bed board filled with all sorts of mechanical parts, as small as one

Meter-caliber screw buckles, as large as the unassembled machine qì people that occupy half the width of the bed, are dazzling. Next to the bed, where it should have been a tea cabinet, there was a large computer, which was making a "buzzing" sound, and the progress bar on it was slowly moving forward one nanometer at a time.

On the other side, where it should be a bed, there is a game compartment. Through the glass directly above, Chu Feiyue could see that lying inside was a white young man with almost shoulder-length blond hair. Well... It can barely be seen that it is a human being, anyway, in Chu Feiyue's eyes, those foreigners all look similar, a little whiter in Europe and the United States, and a little black in Africa, just this difference. But this foreigner's tall and straight big nose can't be looked at directly.

Since people are playing games very happily, Chu Feiyue can't drag them out. Chu Feiyue walked in front of the half-assembled machine, directly opened the original star scan, swept the three-dimensional structure of the machine, and then closed his eyes and began to study what this thing was used for.

Batteries, motors, hydraulic punch shafts, control panels, brake spiral meters, these things can be recognized by Chu Feiyue one by one, but there is a diaphragm installed in one place, does this thing still have sound effects? This design is too unreasonable.

The previous ones, Chu Feiyue can also understand, the college student machine qì person challenge, the game of using his own hand-made machine qì person to kill the opponent's machine qì person, a very popular program recently, often has TV stations to broadcast live. But what exactly is that horn-like part for? Look at the design of this machine qì people should be very good, there shouldn't be any mistakes in thinking...

Do you want voice control? Chu Feiyue searched carefully again, and found that she really couldn't find the location of the remote control module. However, if you want to use voice control, it is more appropriate to use the chip, the diaphragm will simulate the impact sound into an electrical signal, and when you finally run it, you will find that the program is invalid, wasting the CPU. Such a hard injury should be easy to detect.

Just when Chu was thinking about what the diaphragm was used for, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and the back of his head seemed to be in danger.

As soon as he grabbed his backhand, Chu Feiyue blocked a steel pipe, and the strength was quite strong... He turned around and found that the foreigner had woken up and was looking at him with a smile. His eyes are sea blue, a gene expression that is rare in Chinese.

"Who are you? Thieves? I don't have anything here for you to steal! The golden-haired foreigner saw that Chu Feiyue's clothes could be dressed, so he asked angrily in broken Chinese.

This foreigner is about 1.8 meters tall, which is considered a big man among Chinese, but it is probably below the average in their own country. However, he was taller than Chu Feiyue, and he lowered his head and looked down at Chu Feiyue, looking a little oppressive. If it were an ordinary thief, he would have been paralyzed by fright.

But Chu Feiyue is not a thief...

"I'm your roommate, I haven't been back for more than ten days, now let's see how the dormitory is." Chu Feiyue used the mage's hand to squeeze the foreigner's hand holding the steel pipe away, then put the steel pipe on the bed board, and took out the door card from his pocket, "My name is Chu Feiyue." ”

The foreigner carefully looked at the door card in Chu Feiyue's hand, as if to confirm its authenticity. After a few seconds, he smiled "hehe" and reached out to shake Chu Feiyue with each other.

"Hey, it was a misunderstanding. Hello man, my name is Bismarck and I'm from Germany. And you know Chinese kung fu, right? The blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigner stared at Chu Feiyue and asked, "Just now my stick hit a normal person, and the bones were already cracked, I didn't expect you to be able to catch it with one hand." ”

"Ah, this..."Chu Feiyue was a little dumbfounded, shouldn't foreigners be interested in the mysterious Chinese kung fu at the end of the last century? As there are more and more foreign apprentices on Wudang Mountain in Shaolin Temple, foreigners' mysteries about Chinese kung fu have gradually faded, and they have begun to be madly obsessed with the ninja secret arts.

The attacking old hairs are really terrifying.

"Sort of, it's just some special force skills, nothing new." couldn't hide it anymore, Chu Feiyue had no choice but to cheekily admit her identity as a "martial arts master". But fortunately, Bismarck's interest in "Chinese Kung Fu" does not seem to be as high as Chu Feiyue imagined.

"So, how long have you been here?"

"It shouldn't be long, seeing that you're playing a game, I didn't call you. Are you going to take part in a dueling match? Chu Feiyue pointed to the unfinished machine on the bed and asked.