Brother Huang let go of his hand weakly, and the plastic chair that he had checked several times fell to the ground, rolling half a circle and swaying back and forth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He stretched out his foot and kicked the chair away a bit, sighing with indescribable frustration in his voice, and slowly sat down on the plastic bed, his head in his hands, tucked between his greasy hair.

For a long time, he was muttering something in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was saying. When he finally opened his eyes again, looking at the carpet on the ground that was flat when he first came in, but now it was wrinkled and uneven, Brother Huang couldn't help but sigh again.

It was all the hard work, or fatigue, of the three of them. In order to lift all the carpet that has no texture and is a few points heavier than iron, the three of them don't know how many times they changed their positions, and they don't know how many times they fell.

But underneath ......

Brother Huang turned his head away and didn't want to look at it anymore. As long as he looked at the carpet, he couldn't help but think about the floor that seemed to be born as a whole piece underneath, and there was no trace of any gaps.

It's a bouncy floor that's comfortable to step on.

The three of them didn't know the material, but they were all sure of its quality.

It's quite comfortable to step on and the quality is very good.

The three of them took turns in the same position, exhausted all their strength, jumped up and kicked down for more than ten minutes, it did not suffer the slightest damage, and still maintained the same comfortable elasticity as before.

The most comfortable thing is that, like the rest of the room, it barely makes a sound.

In other words, the rest of the room has been carefully verified by three people. Otherwise, if it weren't for the fact that there was really no way, how could they have hit the idea under their feet.

After a long while, I couldn't tell how many times, Brother Huang raised his head, and looked around with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes.

The walls were the first to be eliminated by him, and anyone could see at a glance that the reason why there was no sound in this house, and no sound was heard at all, was because of the thick cloth envelopes on the walls. They looked ordinary, but by now, the three of them had tried their best, and they couldn't tear them apart.

In fact, not to mention that the three of them only worked on it for a few hours, even if a whole house of people were crammed for a whole month, there was a good chance that these packets would be unharmed.

Because after the decoration was completed, Wu Xiaoyu once did an experiment in his mind, while twisting a small pot used by a barber to spray water mist, he walked slowly to the envelope, and sprayed them carefully and shallowly.

The small pot contained all the "earthen glue" he had made in the past two days.

They are quite low-grade, only a few tens of thousands of years ahead of the Earth.

Brother Huang didn't know this, he just hated that he couldn't get the right tools to deal with the wall.

There are many tools that are not suitable, such as nails, teeth, tongue, buttons, zippers, and belts on clothes.

In addition, they searched the entire room and the bathroom that was connected to each other, and the doors were removed, except for cloth envelopes and woolen carpets, they only found plastic beds, plastic tables, plastic chairs, plastic washstands, and plastic toilets...... Even the two sensor faucets in the bathroom, which are flush with the wall, are indeed made of plastic after careful study.

All household utensils that can be made of plastic are all made of plastic.

All household utensils that cannot be made of plastic are not available in the room.

Looking at the obviously specially selected utensils in the room, and then thinking about Wu Xiaoyu's strange behavior, Brother Huang's heart began to furt again.

He had already vaguely realized that Wu Xiaoyu really didn't want to hurt them; But he also vaguely realized that if he continued to be at the mercy of Wu Xiaoyu, what happened to the three of them would definitely be quite bad.

These two feelings are the reason why Brother Huang dared to try to escape quickly after Wu Xiaoyu had just walked for less than half an hour.

It's a pity that fighting for physical strength, the three of them together are not opponents of level 34 parasites; As for things that can't be added together, they are far inferior.

"Dongzi, forget it......" Brother Huang looked out the window and said softly, the window was very large, with a large piece of coffee-colored glass. The three of them recognized it at a glance as they could see the outside and the glass on the outside.

But they had never heard of any kind of glass like the one in front of them, and it would only dent when it was smashed with a fist, and it would be restored in less than ten seconds.

At six o'clock in the morning, before the first light of the winter sky could be revealed, the street lights on the bridge in the distance were extinguished early.

It was pitch black everywhere outside, sitting in the bright room, Brother Huang had some indescribable feelings in his heart, he waited for a while and didn't see Dongzi answer, so he raised his voice a little and said, "Dongzi, forget it......"

"Brother Huang, don't worry...... Just do it in a minute...... It didn't take long to do. Dongzi told others to "don't worry", but his voice was full of hoarseness and anxiety. He was sweating profusely, trying to shove the iron tip of his belt into the gap between the door and the wall, which was barely visible to the naked eye.

"Soon ......" Brother Huang wanted to smile bitterly, barely pulling a few muscles, and making an expression that was harder to see than crying, "Dongzi, forget it." We will never be able to open this kind of door, it will never be possible to ......" He propped himself up, walked to the door and pulled Dongzi open. On the side they could see, the dark black iron door was smooth and flat, with no patterns, no decorations, no doorknobs, not even keyholes.

"Brother Huang, this is really ****** hell!" Dongzi walked to the bathroom, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his face, "Lao Tzu has never seen this kind of ghost door!" Also, what kind of master bedroom does this look like, this is simply a prison cell specially made for us! Yes! , that beast has so much strength, Lao Tzu still hasn't gotten swelled, ah......"

"Brother, nothing is simply not simple......" Smelling the smell of the new decoration that he was gradually getting used to, Brother Huang's voice was imperceptible: "This ghost place is indeed a prison specially made for our three brothers." ”

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07：49。

In a room on the second floor with a pile of broken computers, cell boss Wu Xiaoyu was still sitting in a soft chair as he had been a few hours ago, the book in his hand turned to the last page.

I've finished reading another textbook.

After holding this position for a few minutes, Wu Xiaoyu let out a long breath and slowly closed the book in his hand.

He had done this many times in the past few days, and this time there was a slight difference in addition to being a little slower.

I've finished reading another textbook.

There is no next textbook.

By this point, Wu Xiaoyu had truly learned all the textbooks from elementary school to high school.

"Really learned?" 1A7489 suddenly simulated a voice similar to a sneer, and said, "Parasite." You're still a little far from really learning. ”

With these words, Wu Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly, and then he lost all control over his body.

1A7489 took over the body, controlled the eyelids and closed, and in the next moment, the parasite's face turned blood-red, and the outline of blood vessels suddenly appeared on the bare air skin of his hands and neck.

More drastic changes are taking place in Wu Xiaoyu's brain.

Whether it is a book that is actually read or an experiment simulated by 1A7489, everything that has been seen, heard, learned, and thought about during this time is stimulated by 1A7489 from the memory cells of the brain at the same moment. They were first transformed into words as a whole, then into sounds, then into images, and finally into light and shadow, and quickly plunged into Wu Xiaoyu's subconscious, hovering there again and again.

A few minutes later, Wu Xiaoyu trembled slightly again, and regained the ability to control his body, he opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly fluttering, and he was a little confused.

For a moment, he struggled to adapt to the sudden shift in the depths of his brain.

According to 1A7489, when the brain of a carbon-based monkey thinks about something, if it is related to the knowledge it has learned before, and the grasp of this knowledge is not deep enough, then it generally has to go through at least four important steps: remembering, determining, calculating, and concluding.

What he did in Wu Xiaoyu's mind just now was to stuff everything that Wu Xiaoyu had learned in the past few days into his subconscious, so that they could be directly transformed into instincts similar to breathing in the depths of Wu Xiaoyu's brain.

In other words, parasitism is manifested in thinking, as long as it is related to what he has learned, it jumps directly from the beginning of thinking to the step of making conclusions.

For ordinary people, this may only be a time difference of a few tenths of a second, but for 1A7489, which tries to avoid waste, it means that it will save a lot of energy permanently.

Of course, the operation of 1A7489 just now that took a few minutes is not only that, but there are many, many minor adjustments, and with the current level 34 ability of the parasite, it is not yet possible to experience, let alone play.

After standing in a daze for a while, Wu Xiaoyu felt the hunger in his stomach, so he shook his head and wanted to stand up.

At the moment when he just straightened up, Wu Xiaoyu suddenly felt a burst of uncontrollable nausea and nausea, and his head was also dizzy.

The brain is overoxygenated, and the cerebellum is slightly compressed.

At the moment when Wu Xiaoyu thought of this thought inexplicably, his hands had already pressed a few times on a certain position in his brain as naturally as if he were breathing.

As a result, the feeling of physical discomfort was alleviated a lot.

"Parasite, now, you've really learned all the textbooks from elementary school to high school."

The "true" in the sentence 1A7489 is the real "true".

How long does it take for a parasite to do it in 42 days, a real monkey? Through Wu Xiaoyu's eyes, 1A7489 saw that on the display screen, three stupid monkeys who had drawn up their own training plans by the parasites had gathered together again, discussing something.

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