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“T1：28，T2：8。”

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“T1：28，F。”

The prismatic mirror surface once again slid through dozens of perfectly circular holes, and tens of thousands of objects that were almost impossible to observe rushed into the starry sky again with great speed.

Fifty-five seconds later.

On the east side of Linjiang Avenue, leading to the direction of the driving turntable at an intersection.

Nie Liang took an extremely slow step forward in what anyone would call a movement. Most of his energy was focused on the flesh that was tightly held in his arms, and the mouth that reached the vase---- or rather, directly into the ear of the ----.

In this way, while enjoying the slight trembling from his side, Nie Liang said softly in a warm way: "...... When we're done with tea, let's find a place to sit? ”

"I ......"

Nie Liang's eyes, which were narrowed into two shallow slits, played a huge role in time, and they could be seen very clearly: the vase's seductive red lips were indeed opening and closing slightly all the time.

However, except for the rather faint word "I" at the beginning, Nie Liang's ears, and even the scream of the vase, could not be heard at all.

Yes, screaming. One takes an instant bulging of the plump chest, suddenly opens the mouth widely, and suddenly lets out a scream.

It's not hard to understand at all.

At this time, Nie Liang, the vase, other former colleagues, all the diners on the east side of the Linjiang Bridge, and even all the residents of the entire Qingcheng who had fallen into a deep sleep all heard a group of big men beating the loud drum desperately at a distance of a few centimeters close to their ears.

Loud and loud noises.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

At this moment, the ladies and gentlemen, who had a little nobility in their ears, were happy, and they did not need to wake up from their sleep and scream loudly, as countless other human beings did;

At this moment, the plants that are born on the side of the house at the bottom of the bridge and never see much sunlight all year round are happy, and they do not need to be dumped and broken in the open like countless others of the same kind;

At this moment, the first moment he heard the loud noise, Nie Liang originally pinched the left hand of the umbrella lightly, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be countless high-pressure faucets, and at the same time, from the direction of the top of his head, directly against the umbrella surface, suddenly unscrewed all the valves.

Neither Nie Liang, nor the vase, nor the damn manufacturer who designed the umbrella, had obviously never envisioned such an extreme situation.

So, the result was equally obvious: the umbrella was lying on the ground, and Nie Liang and the vase were standing in the rain.

Just a second later, the umbrella rushed a few meters away, and Nie Liang and the vase were soaking wet.

Immediately afterwards, the vase became more and more vivid, trembling, screaming, holding his head and chest at the same time, and seeing Nie Liang's face full of remorse through the patches of rain that were almost connected in a straight line.

This man, who was full of spring breeze a second ago, opened his mouth wide open and closed at this time, obviously shouting, but these voices were all lost in the accompaniment of the waterfall falling from the sky and washing all things.

", Lao Tzu remembered that he said it would rain heavily, but forgot that he advised Lao Tzu not to go out!"

……

At this time, Wu Xiaoyu, who was being talked about by Nie Liangnian, was still staring intently at the large display screen opposite.

According to the prismatic wall, dozens of strings of monitoring information from various early warning and defense nodes, which have been constantly changing, Wu Xiaoyu's hands kept sliding quickly on the circuit keyboard, constantly recording data, evaluating and comparing.

Like the six students in the breeding room, Wu Xiaoyu, a parasite, also had only one last course left before going to the country of Hailuo.

That is to understand the substance of carbon dioxide.

Or, rather, a series of fundamental experiments that are simultaneously elicited from the understanding of this substance.

For example, the twenty-eighth little experiment that has just been completed.

For the actual operation represented by this experimental process, there is a relatively uniform name on the earth: artificial rain enhancement.

Wu Xiaoyu knows that when artificial rain is currently added to the earth, the rather primitive way of directly using carbon dioxide has long been abandoned.

Therefore, there is no need to bother at all, in the past six months, Wu Xiaoyu, who has read countless books, is quite clear that in this case, 1A7489 still forces himself to carry out the experiment of "artificial rain enhancement", in addition to making himself more profound and more vivid to understand the substance carbon dioxide, but also to let himself study other disciplines related to it more deeply.

For example, the ballistic discipline of designing the launch direction, trajectory, distance and other parameters; Meteorology to determine the state of clouds, water droplets, ice crystals, temperature, etc.; Automatic control disciplines that control the quantity, area, density, etc. of dry ice, etc., etc.

Combined with some of the follow-up plans instructed by 1A7489, Wu Xiaoyu can now be sure that these related disciplines, after entering the territory of the Heroin Kingdom, will definitely come in handy.

Countless uses.

The same is true of ballistics, meteorology, automatic control, or other disciplines.

"Drip ......"

In the observation room, a certain speaker in the corner suddenly made a soft sound.

At the same moment, Wu Xiaoyu's hands stopped sliding rapidly on the circuit keyboard, and in addition, his gaze also moved back to the display screen in front of him from the prismatic wall opposite.

After the data is recorded, the evaluation and comparison are completed.

Looking at the various experimental records displayed on the screen, Wu Xiaoyu frowned slightly. Immediately, the nail of the ring finger of his right hand shook quickly against the circuit keyboard.

In the display screen, a familiar forum interface immediately switched out, and after flickering for half a second, it resumed the original data analysis results.

However, in this half a second, in the comprehensive section of the "Coding Paradise" discussion forum, another help-seeking post signed "Archon" quietly appeared at the top of the page.

After five minutes, it slowly slid to the bottom of the homepage.

It didn't take long for this help-seeking post to be drowned in the vast sea of water, and it wasn't until a full half hour later that a company that had just been registered left the only reply under the help-seeking post in a tone that was almost completely unpretentious. ---- tentative, provocative, and not directly related to the content of the main post, which directly led to a reply that was blocked from IP access ten seconds later.

Obviously, compared to the enthusiastic popularity it received at the beginning, the main post of "Archon" is definitely suitable for the rather apt description of "no one cares".

This phenomenon is not the result of a sudden occurrence, but a gradual evolutionary process.

Since a long time ago, users of the comprehensive section have found themselves gradually unable to understand the solutions proposed by the "Archon" to completely unable to understand the problems raised by the "Archon" itself.

As a result, it is natural and unstoppable that fewer and fewer users will participate in the discussion of the questions that can be asked by the "consul".

However, according to many high-level officials of "Code Paradise", at the very beginning, the special decisions made in response to special circumstances, the administrators, who had long been fed up with grievances and held back their anger, were very happy to "everything is normal, nothing was found", and still happily "severely punished all the actions of publishing any replies that are not directly related to the content of the main post under the main post of the 'Archon'".

It is conceivable that this approach not only means a "comprehensive section", but also a clean and orderly overall layout; Administrators, work easily every day;

At the same time, it also means that Wu Xiaoyu's procedural level has reached a very high level; Or, to put it more realistically: the poor carbon-based monkey, henceforth, no matter how strong the punitive motivation may be, has to be completely self-reliant, and can hardly get any help from this forum.

What's even more tragic is that for this irreversible reason, with the rapid growth of Wu Xiaoyu's knowledge in all aspects, most of the forums he usually looks for help with, no matter what type they are, have either already completed this kind of transformation, or they have unstoppably continued this trend.

Now, in the face of the various problems exposed in the course of 28 experiments of different scales, Wu Xiaoyu worked hard to open hundreds of forums in dozens of countries, but in the end he only got a few pitiful suggestions with little practical significance.

Soon, the head of level 33 converted these suggestions into schemes, entered them as parameters, and re-simulated them.

Time passed slowly, standing in the observation room, Wu Xiaoyu tried his brain again and again to readjust the parameters; Again and again, I was afraid to re-conduct the experiment.

The subsequent experimental process, compared with the twenty-seventh and twenty-eighth experiments, was much weaker and unremarkable.

Unconsciously, a few hours later, after the end of the last experiment, Wu Xiaoyu noticed out of the corner of his eye that on the prismatic wall in front of him, a small commotion suddenly occurred on a monitoring screen.

In just a few seconds, Wu Xiaoyu figured out the cause and effect of the entire riot.

The three wild monkeys from the vicinity of Tuoshi Lane touched the multi-frequency wireless earphones given by Wu Xiaoyu and studied for several hours, but they couldn't even master the most basic ways to use them, and even until now, they haven't been able to match any frequency with the dialogue content of any liquid display screen on the wall.

Of course, this result must be inseparable from the three monkeys from Pinghui, who seem to be trying to explain and help each other, but in fact they are desperately misleading and delaying time.

Just now, for some reason, the anxious and distressed wild monkeys finally discovered the flaw, and then, the wild monkeys decisively chose the tried and tested fist study method.

In an instant, Wu Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel deep envy for the three wild monkeys who could easily get the answer just by taking a rough way.

After glancing at the time, the next moment, Wu Xiaoyu's nails slid lightly across the circuit keyboard.

On the display screen, the entire page of text jumps out almost in no order, and at the top of them, a few bold and enlarged words stand out:

Skyrim's Cage 15

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