392.Chapter 392

Updated: 20151207

"Brother Zhang, it's time to eat."

"Don't eat it!" , Zhang Liang waved his hand: "I'll wait for dinner, I'm tired of eating anyway." ”

The girl blinked and said softly, "It's Chinese food...... Sister Chu specially cooked, saying that she wanted to improve the food, if you don't eat, I'll leave? ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Liang, who was originally leaning on the chair, played up directly, the cigarette in his mouth was directly extinguished, he came to the corner of the studio without saying a word, took out a bottle of mouthwash and took a big sip, and spit it out after a few grunts.

"Let's go, let's eat!"

For Zhang Liang's strange temperament and way of doing things, the people in the entire innovation edge have some understanding, but it doesn't cause any trouble, and they have long been used to getting along for a long time.

The huge innovation base was divided into such a small piece, and now it is completely closed, Zhang Liang wondered more than once that if there was a fire in the innovation base, he and the others would suffocate to death in this place like canned salted fish.

Of course that's not possible.

It is said that all the specifications here are the highest level of shelter specifications, equipped with all kinds of messy equipment, including some kind of equipment that can provide the circulation of matter, and Zhang Liang is very skeptical that he will use this kind of thing if disaster strikes.

Eating chocolate-flavored or ****-flavored chocolate is a question.

Zhang Liang threw a bunch of headless thoughts out of his brain, and the daily lunch break and meal time were rare opportunities to rest, but this has not changed.

"Yo, why don't you all go to dinner?"

The middle-aged man with a smile on his face walked out of a laboratory next to him, and before the water beads on his hands were wiped clean, he greeted Zhang Liang and the others.

Without waiting for Zhang Liang to speak, the middle-aged man complained: "No, there are too few things that can be obtained at this stage, and some things have not been sent over on the real front, so there are always big loopholes and errors in the experiment." ”

"Oh? Already progressive? Zhang Liang was a little surprised: "Uncle Wang, this is only the first day, are you planning to directly rescue us from this confinement room?" ”

"Less."

Uncle Wang patted Zhang Liang on the back, and then said: "But the progress, there are indeed some of them, and they should be summarized and sent to you in the afternoon, forget it...... I'll tell you about it first, and I'll come with me to the lab after dinner in a moment. ”

Zhang Liang nodded, the guy in front of him who looked like a good old man was responsible for the "restoration and reproduction" work in this project, which is a more popular saying.

"Now there are only 4 groups of coordinate sources in hand, barely counted as 5 groups, not to the extent of one-time positioning, today has been tested twice, it is quite smooth, and the area of 18 has been excluded."

"It's progressing well, what's the problem?"

"Yes, it's a big problem." Uncle Wang shook his head and said: "Although in terms of detection, the changes of the coordinate source before and after the measurement are in line with the standard, but every time the measurement is completed, these coordinate sources will undergo some changes. ”

Zhang Liang's eyebrows raised, and he said in surprise: "No, I have done this kind of testing, the coordinates are far away before the detection, the data should be locked, and even if there is a change, it should be within the allowable range of error, right?" ”

"Rough!"

Uncle Wang patted Zhang Liang's head on the shoulder and motioned him not to interrupt himself: "If it's really only floating within the error range, I don't bother to tell you, do you know, after the two tests, the levels of these four coordinate sources have all changed, more have dropped by three levels, and fewer have risen by one level, do you think this is normal?" ”

"Hierarchy Change ......"

Zhang Liang was shocked, the so-called coordinate source, in fact, after a special analysis to obtain a kind of measurement data that can represent the properties of matter, is an analysis method made by the innovation edge branch of North America, generally used for the reproduction and restoration of the scene, small scenes and events, only need a small two to three coordinate sources to achieve, the larger the scene, the more coordinate sources are needed, this growth is explosive, even beyond the scope of straight rise.

This is why they are still in the process of eliminating and determining the environment, because there are too many coordinate sources to obtain in order to restore this time, and Zhang Liang even suspects that the ultimate purpose of this restoration work is only to determine a relatively small area or get a few small key data.

The so-called hierarchical change can be replaced by another term, that is, "time level".

This is a very sensitive data attribute, generally speaking, the time level involved in the restoration work will not change in any way, the difference in time is within 10 natural days, and the time difference between two levels will be expanded to 30 natural days, so the greater the level change, the more difficult it is to determine the specific time point.

"That's not a good situation." , Uncle Wang sighed and said: "You can see it in a while, that feeling is like ...... It's like time is out of order. ”

Hearing him say this, Zhang Liang also frowned, but after two seconds, his eyebrows were stretched again, because he smelled the smell of food.

The smell of food filled the small room, but Wang Renyuan sat at another table and looked through a few letters as if he didn't smell the smell.

This is all sent by some merchants, one of them is even his own brother-in-law, this merchant originally thought that his brother-in-law would be able to provide some convenience for himself after taking office, but he didn't expect that not only is there no now, but he can't even enter the inner city, and he can accept it for a day, which has been restless for a few days, you know, the goods ordered by some officials have been backlogged in the outer city for many days, and the transportation costs alone are enough to crush some small merchants who are not so strong.

Just as he was smiling bitterly, a voice came in from outside the door.

"General, the wine you wanted."

A small soldier who had just grown fluff on his lips lightly pushed open the door of Wang Renyuan, put a black clay pot on Wang Renyuan's table, and was about to help his general pat open the mud seal, but Wang Renyuan stopped him.

"Don't open it yet, I'll do it myself later." He said, "By the way, send my share of fruit wine to General Bai Ye, it has a heavy task tonight." ”

Seeing that the little soldier nodded and retreated, Wang Renyuan put down the letter in his hand and looked up at the closed window, which was a little stuffy, so he reached out and pushed the window open a little.

Even if he stays in the official office, the iron armor will not dare to leave him.

After communicating with Hakuya, he decided to meet the strange man who appeared in front of him before, he believed that Hakuya's perception ability as a Pegasus could actually calm down the irritable Hakuya, and he didn't think it would be a bad person.

Suddenly there was a human voice outside, but it quickly subsided again, Wang Renyuan took a deep breath and sat down on the front seat of the table in the room, he planned to receive this strange visitor with the same etiquette as a guest.

The man who came in surprised him a little.

This person he knew, it was the leader of an organization called Qingyunjian, and he was very close to the imperial court, Wang Renyuan didn't expect that this person would actually appear in person.

A bad idea appeared in his heart, this kind of large-scale organization is very taboo for him, Wang Ren is willing to set a bottom line for himself in his heart, that is, if the person in front of him shows any unfavorable thoughts for the country, then no matter what it is, he will not believe it, and this person will be directly transferred by him.

When the monk Mingdeng saw this heavily armed general, his heart chuckled.

There were 4 people who came in with him this time, that is, the few Qingyun Guild players who were supposed to be on duty, if they needed support, he could call him at any time, and the NPC in front of him had a look of vigilance in his eyes, which made the Bright Lantern Monk start to arrange a retreat for himself as soon as possible.

The degree of consciousness of that "Gu Xiansen" was far beyond his imagination, and even before Monk Minglan made this request, he took the lead in showing this will, not only avoiding trouble, but also saving some of the rewards that Monk Minglan was prepared to pay.

"General Wang."

After calming his mood, the bright lamp monk saluted Wang Renyuan, this is the basic habit and quality of players in the Shanhai District, after all, they often have to communicate with some NPCs with official positions, these NPCs who are no different from real people have their own emotions, if these things are not done properly, it is easy to be regarded as an insult, and then it will be troublesome.

"You may be seated."

After Wang Ren returned the salute, he motioned for the bright light monk to sit down, and then asked directly: "Dare to ask, the stranger from yesterday ......?"

"He has something important to do, so he has to let the little monk visit the general."

Monk Minglan was very humble, and he couldn't tell that he was the leader of a big guild at all, and of course, these player identities probably didn't play much role for NPCs.

Wang Renyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the table twice, and he examined the bald head of the monk opposite, and then asked, "How do you call it?" ”

"Little monk lantern."

The bright lamp monk is very uncomfortable, this black-armored general sitting opposite him brings him a sense of oppression, which is also related to his subconscious as a player, as a player who has frequent contact with NPCs, Ming Lantern is simply Alexander when facing an NPC with force, let alone the one in front of him, I'm afraid that the tender soldier who just led the way is not very easy to deal with, let alone the white Pegasus who just walked on the street.

"The little monk is just a messenger, and this visit is just to deliver a letter."

Ming Lantern said slowly, and with a wave of his hands, the secret letter belonging to the Shadowless Division had already appeared on his hands.

"Dare you ask, where did this letter come from?" Wang Renyuan did not immediately accept the secret letter, but asked his own questions.

This kind of question was already within the expected range, so he naturally didn't panic, so he said unhurriedly: "This secret letter from the Shadowless Division was accidentally obtained by a friend of mine...... Bearded swordsman. ”

Ming Deng changed his words in time, these NPCs in the mountain and sea area will not use "church district" to refer to the country that is faintly opposed to themselves, but will use the "beard" and "thief" with a certain insult, or directly call the church district the Holy See, in the eyes of the people in Requiem City, the divine power of the church district is above the royal power, so the royal power naturally does not need to be mentioned.

"That Shadowless Secret Agent has been seriously injured, fortunately, my friend helped to fight off these swordsmen and save the Shadowless Division Secret Agent, but unfortunately this secret agent was too seriously injured, and he only had time to hand over this secret letter to us, so he died directly."

"Where's that friend of yours?" , Wang Ren is willing to ask.

"It's the one who talked to the general yesterday."

Monk Mingdeng had a calm expression, and he sold Gu Bin clean in an instant, and he didn't have any psychological pressure when he said this.

Wang Renyuan stretched out his hand to pat the mud seal on the wine jar, poured half a bowl for himself, and continued to ask: "I heard that Your Excellency's people have caused a big trouble in the inner city before, can you tell me a thing or two?" ”

He knew that the person in front of him was a fake monk, so he simply didn't use the title of "master", and directly regarded Minglan as the head of an illegal underground organization.

"That's why it happened."

A wry smile appeared on the face of the Bright Lantern Monk, but secretly he dismissed a few members of the Qingyun Sect who stayed nearby and prepared to pick him up, so that they could quickly leave the city, and after Wang Ren was willing to throw this question, he already knew it in his heart.

In front of NPCs, the Qingyunjian Guild must appear as a "loyal participant", not a planner, and in front of players from the outside world, Qingyunjian must become an organizer, which is originally a very difficult thing, because as long as someone who knows the inside story is exposed, then not only can it not enhance the strength of the guild, but it will damage the reputation of the guild.

Minglan himself felt strange, because the guy named "Gu Xiansen" behaved too reasonably, and it was really scary for a person who could take the initiative to bring all his various needs to the table before the conversation began.

However, after the other party agreed to a lot of things, the monk of the bright light, who should have been satisfied, felt a lot of pressure, although so far, the development of the whole thing is in line with the interests of Qingyunjian, but it always seems that something is missing.

After some explanation, Wang Renyuan seemed to have made up his mind, and he stretched out his hand and took the secret letter.

The secret letter of the Shadowless Division is that he has been in contact with it, and he can tell the truth from the fake at a glance.

After looking at it twice, Wang Renyuan concluded that the letter did indeed belong to the Shadowless Division, and the prohibition on it could not be faked, but I didn't know what was going on, and the letter seemed to have been damaged or flooded, because it was pinched in his hand, Wang Renyuan always felt that the quality of the envelope was a little poor...... Please remember our website:,,