Many years later, Zhang Chuanliu still remembers the days when he was soaking in the hot springs in the arsenal, the pictures of pests joking with each other, the delicious food brought by the maid in white, the cold jokes of Uncle Grimace who were not funny at all, and the cold frost that his mother Kan Shuxin gradually melted away, constituted one of his few warm memories.

For a while, he was still annoyed that they were the most likely fighting force to nip the Mind Eaters in the bud, but the hot springs, the food, and the beautiful women had worn down their will to fight, and they had also rusted their steel bones and muscles. It laid a hidden danger for the later disputes in the world.

On the first day that Ma Zhan agreed to let them stay overnight, there was a little trouble when assigning the room, and the pest team took the initiative to get together and let Xiao Yang and Kan Shuxin choose first.

The pretty widow was polite, chose a courtyard in the east, took Zhang Chuanliu's hand and walked in.

Xiao Yang followed behind like a follower, squinting with a pair of peach blossom eyes, still unable to hide the smile in it. It's a pity that the pretty widow closed the door as soon as she entered the courtyard, and let him touch the dust.

The last 6 pests laughed, and they all thought it was the best comedy of the year.

The "second master" walked into the courtyard to the west without saying a word, although the door was not closed, no one dared to enter, so the four big pests entered the courtyard in the middle, leaving Xiao Yang standing alone outside.

If he followed Nantes into the same courtyard, he would definitely be ridiculed, and it was not in line with his leadership temperament of commanding thousands of troops, so he sat at the door of Kan Shuxin's courtyard.

For the next three days, this dead-faced guy spent there, telling stories, jokes, and experiences through the door, and after three days of intermittent telling, the door finally opened.

Zhang Chuanliu grimaced at Xiao Yang: "Your jokes aren't funny at all!" ”

Then he hopped up and down to the middle yard, and mingled with Nantes and the old horse.

Xiao Yang looked at the open door, overjoyed, and the wolf rushed in.

In the courtyard next door, Liu Lang, who had been secretly watching from behind the crack in the door, was very excited: "Hey, hey, come and see, go in......"

"Who? Where's it in? ”

"Look at your sister, teach bad children!"

"It's not a matter of time or time, you come back and squat, pouting with your bare ass, it's not too cold......"

These people laughed and laughed, and they couldn't be happier.

The "manager" was more miserable, the others comfortably soaked in the hot springs, ate delicious food and slept well, but he was busy and did his best to help Ma Zhan do the modification test.

On the modification line in front of him and Lao Ma, all 5 alloy armors of the pest team were hung on them, and many resources in the arsenal were also inclined to the modification work, and four or five people were in charge of a mecha, busy assembling parts.

After their intense busyness, the originally strong and powerful alloy armor was removed from many redundant components, the original idle space was compressed and utilized, and the stronger alloy skeleton was replaced at the same time.

Now only the energy problem remains unsolved, and two mechanical maniacs are arguing at the drawings.

"Mr. Chu Zhongtian, you are really a genius! This renovation has increased energy efficiency by 30 percent! Old man Ma looked at the "manager" happily, thinking in his heart that this kid was good, but he was a little bit of a mother.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, thinking that he would take the time to send a burly soldier to test him to see if he was gay, and if not, to introduce his granddaughter to him.

was furious by him, and the "manager" rubbed his red eyes: "Oops, but people still can't solve the hidden danger of low-temperature burns." The staying power of the mecha power supply has been improved, and the risk of low-temperature burns to the skin at the chest power supply is even great......er.

The graceful figure of the "second master" emerged in the old mind, and he couldn't help but regret for a while: "The battery research and development technology at this stage has only been inherited to these, and we can't break through the technical barriers, so we can only find a way from the outside." Like adding a fan? ”

"You mean caught in the middle?"

"Or else? Where do you think the addition is? ”

"Damn, I think you need to add a fan to this workshop, it's too hot......"

The two of them poked at the drawings and talked nonsense in a whimsical manner. If the "second master" was here, it is estimated that each person would have been rewarded with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Lao Ma really arranged for someone to bring a floor fan and blew it at the "general manager", as if he had to blow a solution from his brain.

On the third day, however, all their work was stopped.

The reason is simple, there is a power outage......

The dungeon has rebelled, and naturally it no longer provides electricity to other places.

The arsenal, which has no intelligence support, does not know this, and in the past two years, long-distance transmission lines have often been inadvertently destroyed by mutants, and intermittent power outages are a normal thing.

They quickly determined that it was not a problem with the equipment, so they arranged for someone to go out to check the line.

At this time, the light in the cave is dim, and the emergency power stored by the UPS equipment can still support several hours of living lighting. In order to save energy, Ma Laotou ordered the work area to be closed and cleared, and the living area to retain emergency lighting in various passages.

The old man put down his tools and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It is estimated that it will take two or three days to send electricity, let's rest and rest first, and maybe we can have a better idea by changing the environment." ”

A soldier guided the "chief manager" to the vicinity of the hot spring courtyard and left, the "chief manager" looked at the three identical courtyards, a little confused, how did these guys divide it?

At this time, it was already evening, and there was a mountain crack on the hot spring courtyard, and the mountain wind was howling through it, and there was a hint of cold feeling.

He shouted twice outside: "Nantes! Nantes! In which courtyard are you in? ”

Nantes just wanted to open her mouth to answer, but was immediately covered by Liu Lang: "Shhh ”

These people are all holding back, I don't know if they want to see the joke of the "chief manager" breaking into the courtyard of the "second master", or want to use the "chief manager" to see the joke of Xiao Yang's yard.

Looking around, several other people couldn't help but laugh, and Nantes thought that they were all her own people, making an innocuous joke, so she cooperated to keep quiet.

However, he also had doubts in his heart: "Why didn't the other two courtyards move?" ”

The "manager's" brain is still very smart, and his first reaction is that the old man Ma is bad and secretly arrests other people, but think about the soldiers who were sent to guide him over just now, it is not like there is no need to play this hand, so he judged that the pests were playing tricks on himself.

He was not afraid, cleared his throat, and shouted "Nantes, old horse" all the way, while choosing the nearest western courtyard to him.

When he entered the courtyard, he knocked on the door and asked, "Who is there?" I'm in, I'm Chu Zhongtian......"

Liu Lang, Shanxiao, Nantes, and Lao Ma crowded through the crack of the door and looked out, Zhang Chuanliu was small, lying in the first place, although he didn't know why, but he also followed the joy.

Liu Lang smiled: "Haha, look good, I bet that if the second master is soaking in the hot spring, the manager will definitely come out with a blue nose and swollen face when he goes in." ”

Lao Ma immediately retorted: "No, he has been shouting for a long time, and he must have put on his clothes and come out." ”

"Mandrill" also seems to have a fantasy: "Maybe you didn't hear it when you fell asleep." Count dozens of counts, and see the manager being thrown out by the second master! ”

A minute passed, and the west courtyard was quiet, without any movement.

Another minute passed, and Liu Lang began to scratch his head: "It shouldn't be, the chief manager and the second master have never dealt with each other, and the people who hurt each other when they meet, how can they be so quiet?" ”

The others also looked at each other, and Lao Ma even became suspicious: "Will there be a problem in the courtyard?" ”

Liu Lang shouted twice at Nantes, and called out the "manager" and asked.

But who knew that the news of the present world came very quickly, they didn't respond just now, and now the manager didn't move.

What's even more weird is that Nantes turned to call Xiao Yang's name, hoping to see Uncle Xiao wrapped in a sheet and scolding, but he didn't move for a long time.

Let's look around, because of the power outage, the hot spring courtyard group has become the most light-filled place around, reflecting the dark environment around it, and the most annoying thing is that no matter who they shout, there is only an echo in the belly of the mountain, and there is no response.

"Well, I'm hungry, I'm an hour late for dinner." "Mandrill" touched his belly and suddenly said a shocking news that the girl in the white dress who had been serving them for the past few days had not appeared for a long time.

"Something's wrong!" The old horse slammed the door open.

The mandrill "oops" covered his forehead and complained: "You can't say a word before you open the door?" ”

The old horse ignored him, and walked step by step towards the courtyard.

"Keep up, keep up!" Nantes pushed Liu Lang and went out with him: "If you want to die, everyone will die together, don't be alone." ”