The Black Hole of the Earth (35) (Page 1/1)

I grabbed my pants with both hands and pressed them against my underwear from both sides, lifted them and buried the screwdriver kit in them, but luckily the boxes were fastened with snaps so that the parts didn't shake and make a noise.

I could feel a blow to my butt and I fell to my knees in pain.

But I never left my crotch and carried a screwdriver kit in my pocket.

Then he lifted his pants back to his waist and stood up.

Checking mine is already checking the next one, muttering a few words.

It's supposed to be talking to me, but if I don't understand, forget it.

I bent down to pick up my bag of food and trotted back to the group.

Then I sat down on the floor, and the crotch of my pants hurt from the weight of the box. Everyone's eyes were on me, but I calmly opened the bag and distributed the food to my father, not paying attention to everyone's eyes.

Jock saw something and said, "Did you really hide something in your pocket?" ”

I didn't speak, but watched as the condemned prisoner searched all the people and released them back, and then a group of people returned to the passageway.

I carefully took out the screwdriver kit from my crotch and stuffed it to Usu, who stuffed it under him without saying a word.

Dad saw it and sighed: "It's really worth it, but what do you want to do son?" ”

I said, "Didn't you say before that the dogs from the American pathway were wearing a lot of equipment?" There was no food in the pathway, where would the stuff be placed? ”

Jock thought and said, "I'm sure I've been thrown into the lava pool." ”

"I don't think so, do you usually care about the boss? He even kept the dogs, and I think these high-tech things will be kept as well. After all, who knows when it will be used, and if it burns, no one will send high-tech things down as garbage anymore, and I think they must still be there. I said.

Jock said, "You say so, the boss has a backpack. Maybe there's something good hidden in there, and I'm wondering if it's an unopened snack just in case. Now that I think about it, it could have been a machine. How? You don't want to rebel against the boss and take the machine to the top for help, right? How is it possible? They don't even know where we are, do they? ”

I glanced at my dad and said, "It can be calculated, as long as everyone counts the area and time they came down." My dad can surely figure it out, though I don't know what a dog came to America for with a device. But I want to bet that there is communication equipment in the machine that can save lives. ”

"Too naïve, right?" Jock said.

"I'll know if I'm naïve, but when I'm full, I'll ask the others what hole they're coming from. I roughly feel how long it took me to land, as long as there is data, you can calculate it. I said.

"I've thought about this idea a long time ago. It's just that there is no map of the world, so I sampled myself and Jock to speculate on the time and place of Wusu above the Atlantic, but I can't calculate the exact location. I might be able to get an idea of the map with a more detailed description, but it's only possible. Dad said.

"Doesn't anyone have a smartphone? Offline maps? It would be nice to have one. I said.

"When I came down, because my clothes were torn, everyone's mobile phones were almost separated from everyone. It is usually broken, and those that are not broken will be confiscated by the condemned prisoners. None of you have a full phone, not to mention that the phone that the three of you have stolen in the last week has long since run out of battery. Jock said.

Wusu seemed to understand something, and said with difficulty in the few words he had in Chinese and English: "Is the map you are talking about a map?" ”

This is the first time Wusu has spoken Chinese, although Chinese sounds extremely awkward.

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