47. The undercurrent is surging

Table of the world, the imperial capital.

"The Information Exchange sent Number Four to 007 containment."

The huge office was empty, with only two men sitting.

A feminine-looking, thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, there is always a trace of melancholy between the eyebrows, and the hair hangs down the shoulders, which is quite ancient.

The other is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sitting upright, holding a brush, and the pen is like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

The middle-aged man in the suit sighed: "This wolf pen is really sharp and strong, and I can't write this taste." ”

The feminine man rolled his eyes.

"There are no outsiders here, who is it for?"

"Hahahaha...... the middle-aged man in the suit laughed, "you have to start small." ”

He put down the brush: "Lin Yin and that person have reached a cooperation, the news is faster than us, this time the 007 containment site is not easy to take." ”

"Number Four went over just for that thing, and the containment depends on luck."

The feminine man nodded: "There is a temporary camping place on the edge of the 007 containment site, I sent Liu Wenhui and Sheng Hao, if someone is found to be armed, they will find a way to interfere." ”

The middle-aged man in the suit asked, "Is there any news of the aborigines?" ”

"Nope." The feminine man frowned and shook his head.

"It seems that the aborigines this time should have been found by the music studio, a step slower." The middle-aged man in the suit sighed.

The two of them are only a little embarrassed, the aboriginal civil residence is not big, and their Tianheng studio has the most right to speak.

They never focus on the aborigines, who are just tools.

As for the music studio?

It's just a long time to survive, and it won't last long.

The feminine man looked at the calligraphy he had written, and his brow furrowed even deeper.

"Do you write the word slut when you practice calligraphy?"

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, and then he said angrily: "Uneducated things, that's frankness!" ”

"You're the thing!"

The feminine man's thin eyebrows are upside down, looking angry, but in fact he is more like a woman complaining.

"Outsiders say how powerful you can embody the main city, really take what you can, if there is no me, your main city is useful?"

The man in the suit was stupid: "Don't mind......"

……

……

Banyan City.

In front of Lin Yin's office desk stood a strong man with a tall figure.

"Time is running out, how are the homeless people gathered?" Lin Yin fiddled with some gadgets on the table.

The strong man looked at those gadgets, and his heart was a little hot.

"A total of 312 homeless people have been contacted, and one homeless person has also handed over clues to the shelter, which is said to have been found in a jungle ruins."

"Hmm." Lin Yin nodded.

The strong man paused for a moment, and suddenly said, "Boss, I want to ask a question." ”

Lin Yin raised his head: "Say." ”

The strong man spoke for a moment, and finally spoke: "Why do you think that aboriginal is still alive?" We've made so many preparations, and we've given up the End Teleportation Array to the Information Exchange, is it really worth it? ”

Lin Yin said lightly: "Intuitively. ”

The strong man frowned: "There are also our containments, why do you want to persuade him to join our studio with some?" ”

"Those containment items were taken out of our hands."

At the end, the strong man's eyes even became a little dark.

Lin Yin stared at his eyes tightly, and his voice was a little cold: "The containment object, I gave it to you, understand?" ”

The strong man gritted his teeth fiercely, and the green tendons on his neck jumped and jumped, but finally lowered his head.

"I see."

Lin Yin retracted his gaze: "If you don't have anything to do, just go and go by yourself." ”

"Yes."

The strong man's face was cloudy, and he turned around and walked out of the office.

Lin Yin looked at the door of the office and was speechless for a long time.

The others only knew that she traded with the Information Exchange, and learned the location of 007's containment site in advance.

Unbeknownst to her, she made more than one transaction.

The music studio has long been difficult to support alone.

Ye Feng's studio and Tianheng studio joined forces to suppress it, and they were orderly protected in the watch world and could survive in the cracks.

What about the world of Keli?

It was a place without order, and the music studio was ostensibly one of the four major organizations in China, but in fact, the organization's stronghold was not clear, and the core members were exhausted.

The number of displaced people they sheltered has also shrunk from more than 1,000 at the beginning to more than 300 today.

This is all a manifestation of a significant decline in strength.

If you don't make a little more decisive, the music studio will continue for a short time.

Sigh?

Nothing to sigh about.

……

……

Chen Che didn't say anything superfluous to Sheng Hao, but he always felt that this little chubby dun looked at him strangely.

Curious?

Or what, he couldn't tell and didn't bother to ask.

The efficiency of the iron brushing machine is very high, and in an hour, the iron ingots in the collection system have exceeded 8 sets of iron ingots.

Now, Sheng Hao finally understands the purpose of the eldest brother.

He didn't know what words to use to describe his big brother in his mind.

Where did the eldest brother get this strange knowledge?

"Come here, fill these launchers with scissors."

Chen Che, who was busy at the key point of a facility in the distance, suddenly shouted.

Sheng Hao retracted his thoughts and hurriedly rushed over.

Looking at this device that held nearly twenty white sheep, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Big brother, what is this machine for?" ”

Chen Che glanced at him, ignored it, and used redstone dust to connect the detector and dispenser.

Sheng Hao was a little embarrassed, and he said that he was not the eldest brother's person.

I'm not a friend and I've done bad things, so it's a bit silly to ask this question myself.

It's over, it's so embarrassing, it's almost embarrassing......

Chen Che didn't know that this guy's mental activity was so rich, and he ignored it because he would be able to witness the effectiveness of this device immediately.

"Automatic Wool Machine"

The principle is simple, Aries eating grass will cause the grass block to update its status, which will be detected by the observer and send a redstone signal.

Redstone dust acts as a circuit that transmits signals to the transmitter, and the scissors in the transmitter help the Aries trim their bodies.

Sheep need to eat grass to grow wool, eat grass, grow wool, and then eat grass, the detector detects the signal, and the sheep is automatically shaved.

This creates a cycle.

The collection system underneath the wool machine is connected by a minecart with a hopper, so that the wool that falls can travel down the minecart into the boxes prepared in advance.

Why do you want to make a wool machine?

Chen Che's eyes were a little excited, because he had to make a large number of beds and go to hell to blow up the strongest metal of the MC.

Ancient wreckage.

Smelting ancient wreckage to obtain nether alloy fragments, which can be combined with gold ingots to form nether alloys, which can strengthen his equipment by several grades.

In the simplest example, a diamond pickaxe lasts more than 1,000, while a nether alloy pickaxe has more than 2,000.

"Scratch!"

A wool eats the turf, and the launcher "ticks" and fires scissors, shearing the wool.

Fully automatic wool machine, smooth operation!

Chen Che licked his lips, time is running out, tonight will be another sleepless night.

…… Dividing line ......

has been laying the groundwork for so long, and finally the plot is about to officially begin.

One more thing.

In the last chapter, the brothers were really willing......

The dog author thought that he probably only needed to add one chapter, but he didn't expect that it was only six hours, and it was already 36 likes.

The dog author cried......

But rest assured, the gentleman said, the horse is difficult to chase, and there will be a change tomorrow, and it seems that tomorrow is guaranteed to be 8,000 words......

Tomorrow the opening continues, brothers can guess what the opening will be tomorrow.