Nothing was said all night.

The next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the balcony, Sun Wukong was practicing "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Skill".

If "Bull Demon Punch" is as heavy as Mount Tai, then "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Gong" is as light as a feather, which is the "appetizer" he prepared before breakfast.

Although he had only been cultivating for an hour last night, after getting up today, he felt full of energy, and although his muscles were still slightly sore, this was a normal phenomenon, indicating that his cultivation was effective.

So we can't slack off, but we should catch up.

When Sun Wukong finished practicing "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Skill" and came down from the attic with an empty stomach, he saw Aunt Betsy angrily walking out of the kitchen and going to the second floor.

Jeremy's memories tell him that what is about to happen next is a drama that is even more "tragic" than the world war.

It is said that when she first married Uncle Justin, Aunt Betsy was very gentle and virtuous.

But now, almost every morning, she can be seen in a bun, wearing an apron, rolling up her sleeves, and holding a spatula, and has no choice but to enter the savage mode of "Attila the Hun King", and then rush into John's bedroom like a storm.

When he finally dragged John and got him out of bed, he rushed into Amanda's room again before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

After getting them out of bed, there was another rush of scramble.

Here John cried, "My acne cream, where is King Salmon?" Amanda, did you hide it again? ”

Amanda over there was about to take a shower, and now her "Gherkins and Grapefruit with Eighty-Three Vitamins" wash and "Old Ginger Stone Fruit" shower gel were missing, urging Aunt Betsy to help her find her, where would she have time to pay attention.

When the hour and minute hands pointed to 7:40, John and Amanda, who had been dragging for more than half an hour, finally walked into the restaurant. On the table was a breakfast that had been prepared more than thirty minutes earlier: oatmeal porridge, toast and milk.

But even in the restaurant, they couldn't be quiet for a second and got into a noise because of breakfast.

"Justin, can't you just take care of your two monkeys?" Betsy looked anxious, "Also, can't you learn from your brother, even if there is one ten-thousandth of Jeremy's realization, I think I can live for ten more years." ”

Justin, who was wearing pajamas and taking off his shoes, was leisurely drinking milk and reading the newspaper, shrugging his shoulders and expressing helplessness. However, in fact, he is not helpless, as long as he raises his eyebrows slightly, his eyes are a little rounder, and his face is a little more majestic in the French ** polemic opponent, then these two "monkeys" will also obediently settle down.

It's just that he may have heard the secret of a cultivator and knew the truth of opening his mouth and dispersing his spirits, or he might be used to it, and he was reluctant to say even a word.

Usually the fire at the city gate will affect the pond fish, and when Uncle Justin is unwilling to open his mouth to reprimand, Aunt Betsy took him as an example, and Sun Wukong, who was eating breakfast seriously, immediately felt a thorn in his back.

You don't have to look up to know that at this moment, his two cousins are staring at him with "fiery eyes", as if he is a deformed spirit who is about to burst out and hurt people.

But John and Amanda quickly went from angry to stunned as they watched Monkey King eat his share of oatmeal porridge, toast, and milk like a cloud, before swallowing a small plate of Bessie's croaf from the microwave and the pine cone from the fridge.

You know, in the past, Jeremy was like a monkey with anorexia, eating only a little bit a day. And the staple food in this little bit is usually fruit, unless it's Jeremy's favorite lemon bass.

How did they know that with Sun Wukong's current state of hunger, although he would not be able to eat a "Taihang" or a "royal house", a bowl of oatmeal millet porridge, a few slices of toast, a glass of milk, a plate of meat rolls and a plate of pine cones were really far from satisfying his "screaming and waiting to be fed" body after practicing "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" and "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Gong".

Without the assistance of heavenly treasures, the body after cultivating "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" and "Spirit Monkey Jumping Tree Skill" has a "deficit" that is not small, except for absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, it can only be replenished. Ordinary mortals don't understand the "Taiyin Refining Method" and "Golden Crow Forging Body Technique", and they can't draw the power of Taiyin and the power of the sun as "nutrition", even if they eat more, they can't make up for the "deficit" of the body.

At first, Betsy was very pleased to watch the Monkey King eat with relish, because the children, including their father, did not like to eat the food she cooked, especially oatmeal porridge and meat rolls.

She thinks young people should eat a little more, especially skinny people like Amanda. Except, of course, John, who was already severely overnourished.

But as Sun Wukong ate more and more, Betsy couldn't help but worry again: This kid, can't there be something wrong with his body, right?

When Betsy was worried, Justin also put down the newspaper in his hand in surprise.

"I don't think we have to worry about him eating bad at all, because there was a news report on the news that a guy named Skyler swallowed 363 chicken wings and broke the Philadelphia chicken wing big stomach record. The next day, he moved to Des Moines and won the championship in the pancake competition. Then he ate 5 pounds of bacon in 3 minutes and won the bacon food championship. On the third day, she won another barbecue challenge. And she weighs only 12o pounds. ”

John said that he was trying to use this example to prove that he was not fat because of gluttony.

"Jeremy, are you feeling any discomfort in your body?" Betsy asked, a little worried.

"No problem, I'm in good health." In order not to make himself look too "non-human", although he was already a little, Sun Wukong had to put down the knife and fork in his hand, "I feel better than ever before." ”

After starting the cultivation, although it was only one night of cultivation, the body was already a little stronger than yesterday. It doesn't seem obvious, after all, the time is still too short.

"If there's anything unwell, be sure to tell us." Betsy was a little worried, but she didn't see anything wrong, so she could only advise again.

"Okay." Sun Wukong replied.

"Then, ladies and gentlemen, we'll be out when you're full of food and drink."

The reason why the chickens and dogs jumped early in the morning was because they still had to go to school, and the destination was Midtown Middle School.

In the waters between Manhattan and Staten Island, on the water near where the "meteorite" fell last night, the sky had just dawned, and more than a dozen boats came in 66. And as time went on, the sun rose higher and higher, and ships kept coming.

It turned out that yesterday evening, a meteor in the sky pierced the sky and finally fell here.

A meteorite landed, and a large number of meteorite hunters flocked to it like sharks that smelled blood. If it weren't for the fact that it was late yesterday and the "meteorite" fell into a deep water, they might have started their hunting work overnight.

Normally, meteorites fall to 6 places to have "hunting" value, if they fall into the water, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, you can only rely on luck, and the vast majority of meteorite hunters will choose to give up.

But this "one" is really too big, not only is it very dazzling when it pierces the sky, but some people have seen that when it hits the water, the splash is dozens of meters high. With such a large meteorite, everyone chooses to believe in their luck.

"Ward, I can meet you anywhere."

"Blair, your words are not very accurate, it should be said that where there are meteorites, there is me."

"Shit-lucky guy."

These meteorite hunters, who regard meteorites as priceless treasures, follow in the footsteps of meteorites everywhere, using various advanced equipment such as detectors and even training dogs to find meteorites. After finding a meteorite, depending on the price, it is either sold to scientific researchers, or sold to meteorite enthusiasts and collectors.

And that shit-lucky guy named Ward found two marble-sized meteorites between a baseball field and a parking lot near the town of Lotus, California, last week. The two meteorites, each weighing only O.35 ounces, about the same weight as two nickels, sold for a whopping $2ooo, which is more expensive than gold.

"Blair, a meteorite worth 1o times the same weight of gold, it's not something that can be found with shit luck, it needs a nimble head, a sharp gaze, and advanced search equipment."

"Don't play tricks on him, you won't be able to fill your belly, come here, Alan has detected a metal reaction below."

"Metal reaction, don't be some broken copper and iron, oh my God, we rented a salvage boat, not to salvage broken copper and iron. Damn, how can there be so much garbage in this water. ”

When Blair's group was discussing the information that Allen had dived underwater, Ward, who was accustomed to fighting alone, scoffed and said: "The search for meteorites actually drove the salvage ship over, and there is no shipwreck gold in California here." ”

New York State, at this moment, all the meteorite hunters who knew about the meteorite falling into the sea, wanted a piece of the pie, and when they were gathering more and more, a group of unlucky guests arrived.

"Agent Sitwell, are you sure it's here?"

"Yes, sir, the satellite positioning is indeed here, do you want to go up and drive them away now?"

"Everyone complains that our Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau has too much money, so in order to save taxpayers' money, let them salvage, and we will take it after it is salvaged. What's more, we are understaffed and not well equipped. ”

"And then, after receiving it, pay them some for their labors?"

Among the two people who spoke, the leader was a middle-aged white man with a square face and a wide forehead, his eyes were deep, his tone was calm, his movements were calm, and he looked like he was holding a pearl of wisdom. The other was a Latino man, bald, with a pair of gold-rimmed square-rimmed glasses, and the eyes under the glasses shimmered with a strange light.

Oh!

Suddenly, a group of meteorite hunters erupted in a roaring cheer.

"It looks like our 'meteorite' has been unearthed." Hearing the cheers of the meteorite hunters, the white middle-aged man not far away smiled faintly.

Amid the heavy dragging sound of the winch machine, the meteorite hunters roared with joy.

"Quick, pull it up, and let us see how much our treasure weighs."

Then, in full view of everyone, wrapped in a cable, a pillar covered in mud and looked black came to the surface.

"Shit, what is this, Alan, where did our 'meteorite' go?"

Everyone was stunned for a while, and everyone couldn't understand why the salvaged meteorite turned into a pillar in the end. Although the pillar is thick and long, and it also seems to be heavy.

Allen, who had been busy underwater, also surfaced, and with the help of his partner, climbed onto the boat, and seeing everyone's surprised looks, he sighed and said, "Hey, guys, we were all wrong. What fell from the sky yesterday wasn't a meteorite at all, but this damn pillar. Of course, if you have to think of this pillar as a meteorite, then I don't have a problem. ”

"This pillar seems to be a little strange, and it may be worth a little money to sell it to someone who knows the goods, so it won't be in vain."

Next to him, a little old man wearing a peaked cap noticed the onlookers not far away, and not only blurted out: "Oops, the one in the suit and leather shoes is here with the one in the boots, I'm afraid it's in vain today." ”

After the little old man blurted out, everyone also appeared in a group of white middle-aged men, more than a dozen people, and six speedboats surrounded them.

"It's the fruit of my hours of hard work, and even if it's the president, don't try to snatch it."

"It's better to be Mr. President, after all, compared to the 'polite' Mr. President, they are a bunch of wild cheetahs that only use their minions."

Now that those who wear suits and boots are wearing suits and boots, the meteorite hunters realize that something bad is about to happen, and they are not willing to give up the fruits of their labor in this way.

"Good morning, gentlemen, this is the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. Thank you very much for your support of the government's work, and now we need to requisition the one that you salvaged, well, that pillar. ”

"Why, this is our present, salvage, legitimate personal property."

"Do you have a permit, you know, it's only a limited meteorite hunt that doesn't require a permit. Without a license, it is illegal and illegal. ”

Everyone immediately looked at each other, and everyone didn't know that it turned out that meteorite hunting also required a hunting license.

"This is a memo from the Federal Bureau of Land Management, you can look at it, and it says that the meteorite that appears on public land belongs to the federal government. Besides, haven't you seen that what you have recovered is not a meteorite? What needs to be known is that what falls from the sky, except for meteorites, is only satellites. Satellites, on the other hand, are also the property of the federal government. ”

"In addition to these, there may be alien things that fall from the sky."

But no one said this sentence, because according to the current form, even if they say it, these guys from the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency may emphasize again that alien things also belong to the federal government.

Seeing that these meteorite hunters could not speak, the white middle-aged man waved his hand and motioned for his agents to go up and receive the "government property" that fell from the sky, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Sir, we've found it."

At noon, Midtown Middle School.

After a morning class, a hungry Monkey King walked into the school's cafeteria. With the foundation that Jeremy left behind, he didn't go wrong in the morning classes.

These lessons are not very interesting, but they are somewhat new.

After buying two Big Macs and a bottle of orange juice, Sun Wukong found a seat and sat down. Perhaps seeing the large amount of food he had for breakfast, Betsy gave him some extra money for lunch. It's just that Sun Wukong feels that even so, it is still a little difficult to completely fill his stomach.

As he ate his lunch, there was a lot of talk around him.

"Did you hear about what fell from the sky yesterday?"

"Meteors, meteorites?"

"Actually, it's not a meteorite at all."

"Could it be that the country's satellites have fallen again? As I said earlier, the government is wasting our taxpayers' money by shooting so many satellites up and down for no reason. ”

"It's not a satellite either."

"It's not a satellite, what is it, it can't be an alien spaceship that fell, right?"

"Have you ever heard of a space-based weapon, it is said that the bolt of the weapon part of the space-based weapon was not tied and fell off."

"If a pillar can be a sky-based weapon, then my second brother is not the spear of Longinus!"

"Don't mention your dick, I have a video to prove it."

Something falling from the sky? Sun Wukong listened to the discussion, his heart moved, turned his head sideways, and just saw the so-called video that could testify.

It turned out that after the meteorite hunter salvaged the pillar, someone next to him had been filming with a mobile phone, and after the pillar was requisitioned by the National Territory Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau in the name of the government, he uploaded the relevant video to youTube in a fit of anger.

The picture of the video is not very clear, but Sun Wukong still saw it, and recognized it at a glance, what others said, the unknown metal pillar that was rumored to have fallen from the sky and was rumored to be a component of a space-based weapon, was actually his golden hoop stick.

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