Chapter 137: Netizens Daily
In the evening, Juan made his rounds around the building.
He saw a lonely Lolita at the gym door.
"It's rare, Lolita, you're going to work out too?"
"I'm here to ask Mr. 'Huo Yin' for advice."
"Your face is not very good, why, Mr. 'Huo Yin' refuses to take care of you?"
"No, he talked to me, but he either said sports that I wasn't interested in, or quantum physics, which I didn't understand at all, alas."
Lolita left dejected, seemingly battered.
Juan glanced into the gym and saw "Huo Yin" exercising on the treadmill with headphones on, seemingly focused.
Juan felt that it was better not to disturb the other party, otherwise it would be embarrassing to have nothing to talk about after greeting.
So Juan left the gym and went to the lobby of the ground floor.
Passing by the store, Juan saw "laughter".
This netizen, who claims to be a colonel of the Strategic Fooling Bureau, is commenting on weapons and equipment.
She can comment on any weapon Lisa takes out in professional terms, what caliber, rifling, range, etc., she can say it all the way.
Lisa couldn't interject at all, and occasionally said a sentence according to the training materials, and she would be refuted to the point where she was incomplete.
"This six-barreled Gatling machine gun will heat up and deform after firing continuously for a long time, so the barrel must be replaced, otherwise it will explode, such a simple thing, how can you not be clear about sales?
"If you don't make it clear to the customer, who is responsible for the fact that they buy it and make a difference?"
"No," Lisa argued with a blushing face, "this gun is made of new material, it can withstand high temperatures, it won't deform, and it can be fired all the time." ”
"Even if the barrel doesn't deform, it's a fact that it heats up, right?"
"Yes......"
"Then there's a problem, if you go up in temperature, can you stand the bullet? Could it be that the bullet is also made of new materials? And gunpowder, will gunpowder be detonated? ”
Lisa's "laughing" triple question stunned Lisa, apparently not mentioned in the training materials.
"So it's all a problem, how can you just say 'new material' and fool customers into playing indiscriminately? Can you take responsibility for what happened? ”
Lisa was about to cry and could only keep apologizing.
Juan felt a little sorry for Lisa, but "laughing" is a customer, Lisa is a salesperson, and it is natural for customers to be picky about goods, not to mention that she sounds very reasonable.
In this case, Juan really can't stand up for Lisa.
Seeing that "Laughing" sent Lisa to move another drone, Juan shrank his head and quietly left.
With such a professional thing, he knew that he must be an expert in the war, so it was better not to be ugly.
Juan was outside the infirmary when he met the "Queen of Prada" who had left with her head held high.
Juan politely raised his hand and greeted, "Hi, hello, I'm ......"
"Queen Prada" and Juan staggered by, as if they didn't see Juan at all.
Juan lowered his hand in displeasure.
He walked into the infirmary and saw Mosi holding a nail gun, "banging" holes in the skull specimens.
She roared with anger on her face: "Pierce you, pierce you, pierce you!" ”
"Hey, Moxi, it's long dead."
"I know, I just can't breathe, phew."
"What's wrong?"
"That bastard, she really thinks she is the queen, she is just an ordinary person in my tree elf clan!"
Juan used his brain chip to check the login status of netizens with some uncertainty, and found that it was indeed the netizen "Queen Prada" who was directing the clones.
He persuaded: "Mosi, she is not from your clan now, she is being commanded by netizens." ”
"Then you can't talk to me with that attitude! I'm the queen! ”
Why do human netizens respect you as the queen of the leader of a humanoid tribe on a remote planet, she doesn't even pay attention to me, the head of the planet.
But Juan didn't say this, he didn't want to add fuel to Mosi's anger.
"Okay, Mosi, dissipate your anger, it's not interesting to be angry with yourself.
"By the way, what is she doing here, is she not feeling well?"
"She's going to make a hole! What a hell of a life, I have nothing to do with a hole in my body! ”
"This, female humans like this, such as ear piercing, which is very popular."
Mo Si waved the nail gun in his hand and said, "I know about ear piercing, this machine is used to pierce ears."
"But that bastard doesn't just have to get her ears pierced, she's going to get her ears pierced everywhere!
"Tell me, if you make a hole in your tongue, can you still eat?
"If you have a hole in your lip, will you drink the soup without leaking?
"If you make a hole in your belly button, won't your stomach leak?
"Also, there's there, there's going to be a hole in that kind of place, oh my God, I don't even have the face to say it."
Juan stepped forward and gave the blushing Mosi a hug.
"You didn't promise her, did you?"
"Of course I won't say yes! That body is from my people, if you really want to make it like that, will my people still be alive when you turn around? ”
"Alright, don't be angry, Mosi, you're doing the right thing. There is a stipulation in the protocol that you can't actively harm the clone body, and she is violating the rules, and I will warn her when I go back. ”
Leaving the infirmary, Juan immediately used a brain chip to send a warning letter to the netizen "Queen Prada", condemning her for breach of contract.
The other party replied: "It's fashion, you know?" ”
Juan took a copy of the corresponding clause of the agreement and sent it to the other party.
"Queen Prada" did not reply.
At this time, the door of the guest room on the side opened, and an Internet celebrity female elf that Juan had seen helped the "rich second generation" out.
"Thank you, boss, next time I'll play."
"Hahahaha"
The netizen "rich second generation" who commanded the male dwarf seemed to be very happy, and he kissed the Internet celebrity elf who bowed down on the face, and then left without looking back.
Juan watched the "rich second generation" walk in front, smelling the fragrance wafting from the other party's body, which was obviously sticky from the Internet celebrity elf, and he hesitated, in this case, should he go up to say hello.
At this time, the figure of Teacher Tyrande appeared around the corner in front of him.
The "rich second generation" strode over excitedly: "Tyrande, my true love!" Do you have time to have a meal together in the evening? ”
"Go away, you scumbag, the smell of your body makes me sick!"
"Is there one? Okay, then I'll go take a shower, and when I go back I'll wrap up the cabaret, how about we sing together? ”
"Get out, get out!"
"Then it's settled, I'll come to you after taking a shower."
Tyrande covered his nose and looked like a hell of a god, twisting his waist and leaving.
Juan's heart relaxed, he just thought that Tyrande would directly cast magic to blast the "rich second generation" into slag.
Presumably, Tyrande thinks that the other party is scumbag enough and doesn't want to waste any more magic.
On the other hand, the "rich second generation" doesn't seem to know that he has already walked on the line of life and death.
But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care, after all, the body wasn't his.
When the "rich second generation" walked down the stairs, he met another Internet celebrity female elf, who relied on his short stature and slapped someone's buttocks.
"Ahh The Internet celebrity female elf turned around in shock, and then patted her chest and said, "It turned out to be the second master, it scared me to death." ”
"You, take me to the bathhouse, I want to take a bath."
"Second master, you forgot, the bathhouse is on the basement floor, next to the pool."
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who bathes on my own?"
"But I've already made an appointment with a friend......
"That's the number."
"Haha, second master, I was joking with you just now, in fact, I have no friends. Come, second master, please come here. ”
Juan leaned against the railing on the second floor and shook his head.
However, this kind of thing is in line with the spirit of freedom advocated by the Grand Alliance Charter, and unless he violates the Constitution, he cannot control it.