Another morning, the "Old Tune Team" knocked on the door of Xiaochong's apartment with the latest laptops loaded with various games and some ingredients.
This time, it was not An Sleeping Cat who opened the door, but Xiao Chong himself.
He seemed to have long known that the visitor was Shang Jianyao and others, and couldn't wait to ask:
"What games are there?"
After asking, he seemed to feel that this was not good, and added:
"What do you have to eat?"
"Today, I'll cook you four dishes and one soup, a home-cooked dish for people from the gray soil." Jiang Baimian introduced with a smile.
Shang Jianyao introduced some games on the computer, and finally sighed regretfully:
"It's just that the hard drives are not big enough to fit all of them."
"I'll change it when I'm tired of playing." Xiaochong glanced at the portable computer, then looked at the ingredients in the hands of Long Yuehong and Bai Chen. For a while, he didn't know whether to appreciate those games now or wait for lunch.
"You have about an hour." Jiang Baimian rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.
Xiaochong watched her back disappear around the corner, and whispered:
"If only my mother had been so open-minded back then."
"Because she's not your mother." Shang Jianyao replied sternly.
Xiaochong was stunned for a few seconds:
"Too… "
Shang Jianyao didn't continue this topic, he pulled Xiaochong and tried different games.
At noon, braised pork, steamed lake fish, small fried chicken, stir-fried vegetables, and tomato omelette soup were served on the table in turn.
Compared with the last time, the portion of the dishes today is very large, because the four carbon-based people of the "old-tone group" also plan to dine together to create a harmonious and beautiful atmosphere.
Good talk at the dinner table!
"It's been a long time since I've eaten these..." Xiaochong drowned and ate for a while before sighing.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"Hurry up and eat, or you'll be eaten up by him."
He was referring to Shang Jianyao.
Xiaochong stopped talking and started cooking seriously.
When everyone had almost eaten, Jiang Baimian said in a chattering tone:
"We've been picking Wu Meng's wool recently."
"Ah?" Xiaochong looked at the big sister with a bit of daze and curiosity.
Jiang Baimian took advantage of the situation to talk about the recording of the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" program by himself and others, and talked about various interesting experiences of experiencing the effect.
At the end, she sighed:
"Unfortunately, there is no way for Wu Meng to say what we want, and we can't get the intended effect."
Xiaochong took the chopsticks, looked at the leftovers on the table, then looked back at the laptop on the other side, hesitated and said:
"How about I record it for you?"
"Ah?" This time, it was Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen who were surprised.
Their original purpose was to see if Xiaochong could come up with a good solution, but as a result, the other party volunteered.
Shang Jianyao looked relieved, as if he had no "cross friends".
"Okay." Jiang Baimian agreed after hesitating for a while, without pretending to be polite.
She was afraid that Xiaochong would take it seriously, so she gave up the idea.
But, like Wu Meng, can you use the content played by electronic products to influence others? Can it achieve the goal of making Marcus want to go to the toilet? Long Yuehong flashed these two thoughts subconsciously.
Then, Xiaochong glanced at him.
"Let's get it after we eat." Jiang Baimian suppressed the impatience in his heart.
After eating and drinking, washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, the five members of the "Old Tune Group" and Xiao Chong gathered around the dining table again.
—During this process, Genova, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen, who were charging at the sofa, went back to the safe house where they lived last night and brought a portable tape recorder with them.
"I'm about to start." Xiaochong sat up straight and said eagerly.
At this time, the sleeping cat sleeping on the balcony stood up, jumped gently, jumped to the canopy below, and disappeared into the alley behind.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Baimian subconsciously considered whether to block his ears.
The next second, Xiaochong opened his mouth and made a "shush" sound.
"Shh..."
"Shh..."
"Shh..."
In such a movement, Long Yuehong's expression suddenly became strange.
He felt his lower abdomen bulge and the pressure on his bladder became heavy.
In just a few seconds, he had the urge to go to the toilet for convenience.
It's really effective... Long Yuehong moved her thighs, wanting to hold back for a while, so as not to lose face.
At this moment, Bai Chen suddenly stood up and walked to the bathroom.
"Shh..." "Shh..." Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao lined up behind.
Seeing this, Long Yuehong almost burst into tears, because he didn't know if he could endure it until the end.
Really can't, go to the balcony to water the flowers? But would I be beaten by Sleeping Cat... Long Yuehong tried her best to divert her attention.
Finally, the first three have solved the problem.
Long Yuehong originally wanted to run into the bathroom at a 100-meter sprint speed, but her physical condition did not allow it, so she could only walk quickly with her legs between her legs.
After a while, he opened the door with a refreshing look on his face.
Xiaochong also closed his mouth and stopped making a "shh" sound.
It was only at this time that Long Yuehong vaguely understood why Anmian Mao stopped sleeping and went out suddenly.
"It's recorded." Genova patted the portable tape recorder, "I just don't know how it will work."
Xiaochong had already left his seat and said to Shang Jianyao:
"Let's go play the game, they will try it out for themselves."
No accident, Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen went to the bathroom again.
It's just that compared to before, the amount of them is very small this time, after all, they haven't had time to generate.
About two hours later, Jiang Baimian forcibly took Shang Jianyao away in Xiaochong's reluctant eyes.
"I didn't expect such a harvest." Inside the jeep, Jiang Baimian said happily.
"The effect of Xiaochong's voice can also be recorded through electronic products... I don't know if this is a feature shared by strong men of their level, or does he belong to the same field as Wu Meng?" Bai Chen thoughtfully raised his own question.
This is something Shang Jianyao can't do at present, he can only rely on the loudspeaker to increase the distance.
"It is also possible that the corresponding basic abilities are to interfere with electromagnetics, rather than interfering with matter." Jiang Baimian recalled the information on the "Spiritual Corridor" that he had mastered.
"But they are much stronger than DiMarco." Long Yuehong means that even if these two are not awakened, they are at least equivalent to those who have explored the depths of the "Spiritual Corridor". Both basic abilities are available.
And DiMarco, as the only Awakener of the "Spiritual Corridor" level that the "Old Tune Group" has collided with head-on, will naturally be compared.
—The "Higher Unintentional One" of the "Mirage Cult" lacked sufficient wisdom, and his abilities would definitely not be fully utilized.
"DiMarco's state is not good either." Jiang Baimian said briefly.
"Yeah." Shang Jianyao agreed, "Don't talk about him again, he has made so many contributions to us later."
This refers to the "Fate Pearl".
Genova in the middle of the back seat turned and said:
"The two most important questions right now are:
"One, how can I not be noticed by the owner of the 'virtual world' when playing the recording
"Second, how do you let only Marcus go to the bathroom?"
Hearing this, Jiang Baimian was stunned:
"Wait a minute, why do we let Xiaochong record the sound of urinating? It's totally possible for him to record the sound of hypnosis!
"As long as the owner of the 'virtual world' is affected and dozed off for more than ten seconds, we can achieve our goal through the 'Fate Orb'!"
As a result, the "Old Tune Team" spent a lot of effort and went around in such a big circle, but they still had to send Marcus to the bathroom.
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong looked at each other, with only one thought in their minds:
Influenced by Shang Jianyao…
"Isn't that bad?" Shang Jianyao, who was in charge of driving, really felt that this was the perfect step.
"Go back to Xiaochong and record it again?" Long Yuehong suggested.
Jiang Baimian slowly shook his head:
"This time he was very reluctant..."
Go to trouble again, maybe you will turn your face.
After thinking about it, Jiang Baimian said with consideration:
"It's actually possible now.
"We can put Xiaochong's voice into a certain song and use it as background music. At that time, pretend to be bored and play the song to listen to it."
"Okay!" Shang Jianyao couldn't wait.
Jiang Baimian continued:
"And this is the voice of a child, it doesn't belong to Wu Meng, and it won't be noticed right away...
"The recorded version is definitely not as good as the original version. Even if the owner of the 'virtual world' has a reaction, it will definitely be the last one. When he finds out, Marcus has already gone to the bathroom.
"Among the nobles in the box, it seems that only Marcus drinks the least water, or even does not drink, and he must have paid attention to similar things before leaving, so he should be the one who can hold back longer if they are all affected. , most likely will count down a few before going.
"Now I just hope that there are no other suspected powerhouses in the box, such as the former General Phokas, otherwise the rhythm will be out of control.
"This can be handled flexibly, but it's really not good. We won't play the recording of the gladiatorial competition the day after tomorrow, and we will wait for the next time."
"Okay." Shang Jianyao tapped the car horn.
Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Genava thought about it seriously, and helped fill in the gaps from every detail.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was time for a new gladiatorial match.
The "Old Tune Team" made a disguise and came to the vicinity of the venue again.
"Lao Ge, remember the agreed password, and cut off the power supply line as soon as the time comes." Jiang Baimian raised the silver-white mobile phone in his palm.
"Okay." For Genava, this task was not difficult.
Jiang Baimian immediately said to Bai Chen:
"You are at the commanding heights in the distance, try not to expose if you can, unless our evacuation is blocked.
"If it doesn't work, just look at the letter I sent you."
There was no aristocratic box at that commanding height, and only part of the escape route could be monitored.
Bai Chen nodded and touched the "Orange" rifle next to him.
"Huh..." Jiang Baimian sighed and said to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, "Let's go in."