Chapter 132 What does it mean to give you two yuan?

I didn't sleep well at all, not only because I slept for six hours before, but more importantly, the place where I was injured before has been suffering from dull pain. The pain is not obvious, but it can't be ignored.

I tried to press it with my hand, but I didn't notice the obvious pain. The pain seemed to be transferred. It first appeared in the lungs and then transferred to the ribs during the examination. When I raised my hand again to press the ribs, the pain reappeared in the lungs. In a word, it hurts everywhere and there is no pain anywhere.

I couldn't sleep, and I was pressed by the shadow. I didn't dare to turn over. I had to look at the ceiling in a daze. My mind hypnotized myself like a screen, "Sleep fast, go to sleep, go to sleep quickly". Ten minutes later, I failed to sleep, so I had to sigh and reach out again to touch the wound.

It really doesn't hurt.

Only occasionally there is a unique uncomfortable feeling when the wound is scarred, which makes me want to grab the blood directly. This feeling is particularly obvious when Chengying leans against me, just like Chengying is an allergen, and it will attack once it gets close. I remembered the last sword light that pierced my body in the dream, and I was shocked by a cold sweat in an instant.

That dream should not...

Is it actually some kind of hint that I don't want to believe?

I stiffened and didn't move, and the shadow behind me didn't seem to fall asleep. I don't know what happened after Jianling fell asleep. His whole consciousness disappeared or was no different from ordinary people, but my intuition was that Chengying was not asleep, and he was still awake like me. Sure enough, in the dark, I only heard him call me Mo Yuan in a very soft voice, followed by an unexpected sentence: "Are you afraid of me?"

I didn't say anything.

He moved his left hand, slowly pressed the place where I stabbed before through his pajamas, and asked in a low voice, "Is it still painful?"

I still haven't said anything.

Chengying sighed, "I know you're not asleep. Don't you want to talk to me?"

...that's what you think. I sighed in my heart. At this stage, I really don't know what else to say to him.

Chengying waited for a period of time, but never heard my answer, and did not ask me or continue to talk to me. He just sighed inaudiblely, then took me into his arms, put his chin against my shoulder, and slowly said, "I'm sorry."

I still didn't say anything.

But slowly, consciousness began to become a little lax and the spirit could not concentrate. Chengying didn't say anything after that apology. I slowly closed my eyes, slowly spread my breath, and fell asleep in a daze.

I felt that I didn't sleep for a few hours, and the chirping sound began to ring in my ears. At first, I could ignore those sounds with my iron will and continue to fall asleep. Over time, I found that those sounds were like unbearable weight in sleep, so noisy that people couldn't listen to them.

For example: "So this designer's brain has a bag! What's wrong with such a large open space to repair a tennis court? It's good for you to plant some trees if you don't repair the tennis court! The people who live in the store seem bored and can chat below to enjoy the cool. Employees can also pull their hands and kiss their little mouths and fall in love after work. Why not do both?

and: "The kind of prop you mentioned really can't be made, no, it's not that it can't be made, but it's too difficult to do. I won't say how many materials you need to complete this prop. The spiritual power needed to make this prop alone has exceeded the spiritual power that can be stored in the prop in the end. It's really useless to make this kind of thing that hurts the enemy 800 and self-damage 3,000.

Or: "Actually, it's still a matter of money, right? It's really wrong for you to help us make so many props for free. So, does it mean to give you two yuan?

and: "It's not a matter of money!!"

and so on.

It's so noisy that I can still fall asleep, so I scratched my hair, got up from ** very anxiously, and looked at the cross-legged brother Gujian software hypocrites sitting cross-legged and said anxiously, "Can't you find a better place for a combat meeting? Is there a conference room in this hotel? Can't your room be used without a conference room? Why are you all concentrating in my room? Don't you know that patients need to rest?"

"Your injury hasn't healed yet. You need to use Taoism to treat you regularly. If I don't come in and look at you, do you expect Bi Xie to treat you?" The elder brother answered righteously.

"This is my room. Where am I not here?" Chengying's answer was concise and clear.

"Mo Yuan, I live on the D disk of your computer." The answer was straightforward.

"I was fucking dragged in!" Bi Xie answered angrily and helplessly.

I scratched my head. Even if it was like this, I really couldn't fall asleep. I simply got up and held a battle meeting with them: "Where have you been talking about before?"

"I'm talking about the construction site where you stayed innocently." The elder brother showed me the A4 paper printed by the elders: "Here, the elders have checked the places you suspected of having problems before. It is a planned swimming pool, which is also very close to the surrounding buildings. If you live on the first or second floor, you can basically open the window and jump in. I heard that the original plan of the development team was also to build a swimming pool where you can open the windows and jump in. As a result, in the middle of the repair, I found that if I jumped in above the third floor, I would fall to death with or without water, so I stopped the project..."

He paused and added a sarcastic comment: "Although I don't know the reason why the project was stopped, I don't want to know why the project was stopped, but I can build four 22-story buildings while also thinking of building a 'just open the window and you can jump in and swim directly'. People, it's natural for the project to be stopped, right?

Everyone didn't answer.

But we are all seconded.

The senior continued BARAHA: "After that, I read the information collected by the old man and the information you sorted out on the Taoist forum before, and felt that this place was more suitable for making a closed space to consume chaotic spiritual power, so I asked Bi Xie to build a device to generate a closed space, but Bi Xie did not seem to be willing to help this."

"Ah?" Impossible? Didn't he agree to ask Bi Xie to help make a device that can generate a closed space on the rooftop of the security building?

I couldn't understand. Just as I was about to look at Bi Xie, I heard his voice next to him who almost jumped up and retort: "It's not that I don't want to help. The prop you asked for is too harsh! It also needs to generate a closed space and all-round, multi-angle, high-precision and no dead angle for video recording and monitoring! How can it be done with just one generator!"

"Then why don't you just do a few more?" The elder brother expressed contempt.

Bi Xie is about to lift the table: "I can only make a generator to form a closed space for Mao to make a few more and put there to waste! If you are afraid of generator failure, you want me to put two more in case I can barely agree, but if you require all-round, multi-angle, high-precision video recording and monitoring without dead angles, can be done with more than one generator?! Look at the bird's eye view of this pit. There is not even a prototype of the swimming pool. Not to mention monitoring this pit, I should be grateful if the generator can take images. What's more, this kind of monitoring can be combined with the information and replayed after the live broadcast. It's not necessary for me to make a generator with video function. Is it good?"

"So the props developed by your Bi family are so easy to be copied, okay?" The senior brother still disagreed, "It is because every time you receive Case, you think about how to make props in a simple way and ignore the pursuit of high technology in design that the props you have developed are so popular in the pirated market."

He said a little bit about the camera placed next to Bi Xie, with earnest words and earnest words: "Young people should be creative and don't let the thinking mode be qualitative. Think about it, the general reaction of prop makers when they hear 'I want to buy a prop that can generate a confined space' is to make a boundary or barrier. It's amazing to add a booster with a weakening effect or absorption effect. Even if I really ask the other party to add the video function, those uncreative guys will only do it on the camera. Directly change the video recorder to a confined space generator. How simple this technology is, I won't talk nonsense here. Whoever buys a prop and comes back for research will definitely appear in less than three days. The real difficulty is how to achieve all-round, multi-angle, high-precision video and monitoring on a simple space generator. This kind of work that obviously needs to be completed by more than eight cameras can be completed by only one machine. In a sense, it is the most difficult to be copied, isn't it?

Bi Xie breathed blood: "That's why I said that your request is too much! You are not a simple prop at all, but artificial intelligence! No! It's better to say--" He looked at the old man next to him holding his cheek to watch the debate and grabbed him without hesitation. "You just want me to make a old man!"

The senior brother looked at the old man for two seconds, then hooked the corners of his lips and nod: "Well, it's almost understandable."

Bi Xie sprayed all over the world with a mouthful of old blood.

The named man was very excited and looked at his brother and asked repeatedly, "Really? Really? Do you really think so?"

Brother raised his hand and touched his head: "Well, you are very useful."

The man happily held his face and circled around.

I looked at Bi Xie, who was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood and died. I couldn't bear to stand up and help him say a fair word: "Brother, there is no need to develop another old man. I haven't stayed in the swimming pool for a long time, and the safety building is the key. Instead of letting Bi Xie concentrate on the swimming pool, it is better for him to focus on putting a few more props on the safe building. What's more, you still have more than a dozen gods, and any one can be used as a monitoring prop. Why bother with monitoring here?

"Naturally, it's because I care about this place." The senior brother smiled, took out the result picture of Zandala's earliest divination and spread it out, and then pointed to the arc above and said to me, "Don't you think it's strange? Even if you left the rooftop of the hotel in the room before, the vertical displacement was drawn on the divination map, but the 37 minutes and 57 seconds here have not moved... No matter what you do, you can't always stand there in a daze, right?

I took the picture and looked at it, and I really felt a little strange. At this time, I heard my brother smile and added lightly: "Of course, it's not that there is no such possibility. At least I came up with two assumptions: one is that you are hit by a magic barrier, and the other is possessed by something."