Chapter Forty-Six: Searching for Sand in the Galaxy, Catching Fish in the Sludge
The dream is weird.
Dreams are scary.
And it's getting weirder, more terrifying, more and more disgusting.
But Ning Duoyu's perspective was extremely clear, as if this was not a dream, but something real, as if there was a pair of eyes, staring at him all the time.
My body was a little cold, I wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape, I couldn't move, I couldn't struggle, I didn't even have the right to close my eyes.
In the desert of the dream, the blood is flowing more and more, the corpses on the hill are piled higher and higher, and the mountain of dry bones is getting thicker and thicker, and you can't see the top at a glance.
Obscuring the sky.
Ning Duoyu wanted to shout angrily, wanted to roar, and was sweating profusely......
Finally, in a violent suffocation, Ning Duoyu began to feel a lot of suffocation in his chest and the pain of not being able to breathe.
Dreams began to slowly shatter.
Faintly, a group of dark shadows appeared in the dream at the end, not like a human being, like a mass of viscous liquid, and the momentum was amazing.
Just glanced at the shadows.
Ning Duoyu was awakened.
Waking up from a nightmare was so uncomfortable that it felt like a battle.
Ning Duoyu began to cough violently, wheezing rapidly.
It took a long time for the cough to ease, and at first glance I saw a pair of cat ears, then blue eyes, ponytails, snow-white skin, two pear vortices, and a lovely face...... I confirmed the eyes, it was the acquaintance I just met, the Ding cat ear who loves sweets.
Ding Maoer has been eating sweets for thousands of years, and when he saw Ning Duoyu wake up, he put his finger in his mouth and sighed, and then looked at Ning Duoyu and asked casually, "Have a nightmare?" ”
Ning Duoyu nodded subconsciously.
Ding Maoer: "What did you dream about?" ”
Ning Duoyu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "There's no need to tell you. ”
Ding Maoer: "I don't want to say it yet, stingy ghost!" Looks like I'm the one who should be angry, right? ”
Ning Duoyu thought for a while, as if it was really his fault first, coughed and said: "I have a nightmare, I dreamed that I was abducted and trafficked to my daughter's country to be the king, and the beauties were like a group, singing every night. ”
Ding Maoer: "Spring dreams are also bad? ”
Ning Duoyu grinned: "The self in the dream was kicked out because he ate too much, and all the beauties were lost, this is not bad!" ”
Ding Maoer: "The ghost believes you." ”
Ning Duoyu raised his head and looked at the dark circles on Ding Maoer's face: "What about you?" Sweet tooth all night long? Sweet can't sleep? ”
Ding Mao'er: "Am I going to be so boring?" ”
Ning Duoyu: "Then how did you become a panda eye?" ”
"Huh." Ding Mao's ears thought to himself, sitting behind you for a night, it's not that the panda eyes are weird, but the words that came out of his mouth were, "My sister fought with mosquitoes in the dormitory last night. ”
Ning Duoyu: "......?" ”
Ding Maoer: "In the end, there was a draw, it didn't eat, I didn't fall asleep." ”
Ning Duoyu frowned, and thought to himself: "The woman's words really can't be believed, they are all liars, there will be mosquitoes in the dungeon?" ”
Ding Maoer pursed his lips and thought to himself: "Men's dreams really can't be heard, they are all scoundrels, and they only care about the things in the crotch of their pants!" ”
Whether it's a scoundrel or a bastard, anyway, Ning Duoyu didn't chat with Ding Maoer anymore, went out and ate a few bites of food, and continued to return to the library to meditate.
Innovation is so difficult, like finding sand in the galaxy and catching fish in the sludge. Ning Duoyu chose a power suit, a mechanical weapon that involves a variety of disciplines and finally takes actual combat as the test goal, and the difficulty coefficient can be imagined.
It's easy to make a power suit.
It's not difficult to transform a power suit.
The difficulty is to carry out a perfect transformation, and to raise the level of the transformation to two stars, Depra's standard power suit only has one star.
Ning Duoyu brushed for another night, brushed off hundreds of sketches, brushed over a dozen reference books, and then brushed himself out again, fainting on the desk in the library.
When I fainted, I went to sleep.
……
Wake up and continue brushing.
……
"Look, Xueba has started to brush the night again, guess how many books he has brushed in the past few days?"
"Hell knows how many books he's spent, she's crazy."
"I've heard I've been sleeping in the library for days."
"Terrible."
……
"Twenty-one hours, oh my God, this man counted twenty-one hours without moving."
"It's unimaginable."
"Totally incomprehensible."
……
"Dizzy again, dizzy again, I won the bet."
"Win a fart, I think it's just that people are tired of learning and sleep for a while."
……
"The library is not a zoo, go out without reading, and don't interfere with other people's reading."
"We're just taking a picture, who is it that affects?"
……
"You smell, Xueba hasn't taken a shower for a few days."
"It's a long time."
"What a nose?"
"You know what, it's the taste of knowledge."
……
Ning Duoyu can't remember how many nights he has been brushing in a row, anyway, he just woke up and ate, finished eating, calculated, interspersed with books, his mind was full of power suits, his mind was full of line pipes, his mind was full of digital models, and his mind was full of ...... time, he had to buy some more time, because he was a little out of breath due to the pressure of urgency, and the three people in the dormitory should also be playing a crazy role. According to the initial division of labor, when Ning Duoyu determined the design plan, they had to get the materials and equipment in hand.
As for how to get it, Ning Duoyu doesn't care, and he doesn't care about it, he smashes and robs, steals and cheats, whatever they want, just get things anyway, sometimes it's that simple in the dark ages.
Woke up from a dream again.
Seeing Ding Mao'er again, this girl seemed to be stuck to Ning Duoyu, and she sat behind his ass every day anyway.
Look at the time, early in the morning.
There is a sound of mouth clicking in my ears, eating ice cream early in the morning?
Out of concern for no reason, Ning Duoyu said casually: "On such a cold day, be careful to eat badly, diarrhea is very painful, even if you don't have diarrhea, girls should pay attention." ”
Ding Maoer glanced at Ning Duoyu: "My grandmother lived to be 109 years old. ”
Ning Duoyu: "Eat ice cream?" ”
Ding Maoer rolled her eyes: "Uncle, you think too much, of course you don't eat ice cream, my grandmother never meddles." ”
Like a deer caught in headlights!
"Big?"
"Uncle?"
"Classmate, which eye do you see me like an uncle?"
"Am I old? You're an uncle, your whole family is an uncle, you choke on ice cream! ”
Ning Duoyu felt that this girl with cat ears was here to tease him, deliberately, absolutely deliberately, and he kindly reminded him that he had become a bad person? Of course, he definitely won't think that he looks better than Pan An, but he is also a handsome young man, no matter how he counts, he can't fall to the level of an uncle!
This is very sad: "Is it because you are too busy?" Nosy makes people age? it? But someone really wants to him, there is no way, the world is so unfriendly. ”
My ears suddenly hurt a little.
Ding Maoer twisted Ning Duoyu's ears with one hand and held the ice cream with the other: "Uncle, let's go, please have breakfast." ”
"Don't thank me."
"I'm just a good person."