The observation deck, about 160 meters above the ground, is hot and cooks people in minutes.

Everyone was already under a lot of pressure because of the resentment attack, and the hot air mixed with it made people's heads swell.

In order to prevent everyone from dehydration and heat stroke, Wang Yi went to the refrigerator to get a drink, took three bottles of drinks and gave them to Michelle, and said proudly: "Come, taste, this is my family's unique secret recipe, mint tea."

Michelle flipped the bottle and found an X pattern on it, which was the trademark of Baiwei, put her thumb under the iron cap, and asked, "Xiao Yi, do you believe that I can open it with my hands?"

Wang Yi pursed his lips, stuffed the drink in his hand into his mouth, opened the cap of the bottle with his teeth, spit it aside, and said firmly: "I don't believe it."

"Then you won't get me the corkscrew." Michelle said.

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble."

Wang Yi took back Mi Xue's drink, bit it open with his teeth neatly, and saw that Mi Xue's face was a little weird when he drank it, and suddenly understood that he was too careless, so he changed the topic and asked, "How does it taste?"

"Average."

Mi Xue said her true feelings, and asked Wu Kai, "What do you say, Brother Kai."

"Hmm." Wu Kai didn't have the heart to taste the drink carefully.

"That's because you don't know how to taste, don't look at its color is light blue, but there are 56 kinds of ingredients added to it, it's really refreshing, and it's just right to drink it now."

Wang Yi took a sip and smacked his lips and said: "When this drink was originally developed for special soldiers, it was indeed paid attention to weakening the taste."

"Okay, isn't it time for us to discuss what to do when we get out?" Wu Kai reminded.

"Let's think about how to get out first."

For now, the Wraith's movements are all in the original plan, but this plan was too theoretical, requiring all the threatening Wraiths to be channeled into the tower without allowing them to block their escape routes.

In this case, there is nothing to discuss, only to try to be as cautious as possible to ensure the smooth operation of the plan.

Several white paper warriors ran into a trap at the exit, and the grenade exploded causing a cross-sea, blocking the way of the wraiths and giving them more time to enter the tower.

On the observation deck, Wang Yi and the others heard the explosion from downstairs and understood that danger was approaching step by step.

Wu Kai used his notebook to observe the movements of ghosts outside the TV tower, controlled the flying camera and rushed to the suburbs, the fields were green, and found that the number of ghosts here was very rare, and occasionally he would encounter one or two.

"There aren't many of these things in the suburbs, they are all gathered in the city, and it seems that there is no place for us in the city." Wu Kai analyzed the current situation.

Wang Yi also saw the picture of the suburbs, drank a drink and said: "Okay, we can go back to the mountains and forests, there should be no such things there."

"Be a savage, you!"

Michelle gave him a roll of his eyes, he really didn't want this guy to do this.

Wang Yi said that he was just talking, but after finishing speaking, he pondered, worried that this would become the last feasible plan, looked up at the sky, sighed, and said: "In just a few years, life is full of flavors, sweet and sour, taste light drinks, return to the mountains and forests, remove the hustle and bustle, and do not lose the flavor."

Mi Xue glanced at the notebook and said, "Xiao Yi, you have been on the Internet a lot."

"Ah, what do you mean?"

"The boy sighed white-headed, isn't it, those children on the Internet who are in the rainy season of the flower season have begun to say that they are old, so how can we be embarrassed by Bensan."

The big network brings more cultural education than in schools, and it matures children's minds, but the comprehensive social experience has not kept up, and such growth is easy to cause mental exhaustion.

Wang Yi is not like this, he is really a little tired, and he wants to live a few days of easy life, especially in the year of Baiwei's rapid rise, he has experienced too many "battles".

It only took two years for a business empire to rise from the ground, mergers and acquisitions, chain franchises, and even Wang Yi himself didn't know how many industries Baiwei had now, and how many resources could be manipulated.

Two years ago, Wang Yi was still an ordinary hotel Xiaokai, and his life completely changed after making friends with those two grassroots brothers, from inspirational hard work to business wizards, and then to the formation of a global intelligence system with the Third Bureau.

To this day, it still feels like a dream, unreal, even if there have been many earth-shattering ghosts in history, they have not grown so fast, as if everything has been arranged by someone, and from time to time I feel that there is a big conspiracy brewing around me.

Back to reality, Wang Yi looked at the fire at the safety exit on the 12th floor on the holographic screen, estimated that it could burn for about half an hour, and said to everyone: "There is still some time, let's rest for a while, and the excitement will come."

"Have you figured out where to go next?" Wu Kai was worried that Wang Yi would find a big lynx to get up.

"Let's see as we go, if we're lucky, we'll get out of the city first, and then make plans when we get to the suburbs."

The situation is still unclear, and the people who are baked in the heat are dizzy and cannot make more predictions.

Wu Kai put all his mind into speculating on the abnormality, looked at the withered yellow sky, and asked, "Wang Yi, did your computer say what the situation is?"

Wang Yi manipulated the camera to take a picture of the sky, input it into the supercomputer, and wait for the analysis results.

Mi Xue had already begun to feel that her vision had become blurred, and she didn't know if she was suffering from heat stroke, so she went to the refrigerator and took a bottle of iced drink and put it on her face to cool down, and her strength to speak was almost gone, so she could only listen to Wang Yi and their conversation.

The computer's analysis was still being calculated, and the three of them stared at the sky in a daze.

The sun is no longer dazzling against the withered yellow of the sky, but it can still be seen as sunny.

It is unclear whether the warm yellow color in the air is good or bad, because this warm color seems to raise the temperature around it, and the heat is unbearable, but it seems to cancel out the ultraviolet rays mixed with the sun, otherwise you would be burned by ultraviolet rays on the observation deck without shade, but now I don't feel that way.

The thin clouds move with the wind and gradually converge to form a sheet of clouds, is it the rhythm of rain?

Wang Yi knew very well what the cumulonimbus clouds looked like, and the clouds in front of him were obviously the kind that would not give rain and dew, and entered the photos of these clouds into the computer.

The results of the analysis of the dry yellow sky photo were completed, and a crying and funny answer was given - "sky".

After entering the second chapter photo, it no longer only shows the name introduction, but also adds a red danger factor warning.

Stunned for a moment, Wang Yi immediately tapped the keyboard to type in more photos, and then simply asked the computer to analyze the camera results.

It didn't take long for the highest danger factor on the holographic screen to break the record of the white paper samurai, increasing at a rate of 0.00 per second.

Wang Yi's heart beats with the frequency of the second digit after the decimal point, a feeling of resonance.