"Where are the people from your military academy?" Wei San stared at Kosakai Musashi and walked to the other side before turning to ask Ying Xingjue in front of him.
"The studio in front." Ying Xingjue looked away from Kosakai Musashi, "Jin Ke and the others aren't here?"
"Going to the studio, too." Wei San looked at the books around him. It was like a library. There were all kinds of miscellaneous books. She turned on her brain and pretended to be taking pictures seriously, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Just want to be more sure." Ying Xingjue whispered.
"He probably can't control himself, or..." Wei San has already determined that there is a problem with Kosakai Musashi, he walked to the side, suddenly turned to look at Ying Xingjue, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are too tempting."
Even though Wei San said so, Ying Xingjue remained calm and self-controlled, and did not show any expression of being violated by words.
[If he is only recently infected by the black insect mist, the most likely time point is when he is injured in the extremely cold arena, but it cannot be ruled out that he has been infected before the competition... All this is based on the premise that the black insect mist can infect people. 】
Ying Xingjue's voice suddenly sounded in Wei San's mind, and she subconsciously frowned.
"Your brain has no privacy." Ying Xingjue explained that she was unhappy.
Wei San reached out and touched the light brain on his wrist: "..."
There is a cultural and creative store on the negative floor of the book building. One of the reasons why Ying Xingjue came here was to go to the cultural and creative store. He and Wei San followed the landmarks and turned to the negative floor.
Ying Xingjue walked into the light brain area, turned his head and asked Wei San which one he wanted. There are not many types of light brains in the light brain area. There will be a photo of Ji Ci's former residence on the watch strap, but the colors and shapes are different.
"Want to buy it for me?" Wei San asked strangely, standing outside.
Are they not familiar with each other
"It's an apology for the previous 3212 stars." Ying Xingjue said slowly.
Wei San snorted: "You don't need to have a brain. I will pay for it myself. You will invite the five of us Damocles to a meal later."
She walked in, picked out a classic white light brain, and asked for privacy features.
The clerk said with a warm smile: "Don't worry, all of our optical brains here have this function. In this era, optical brains without privacy functions have long been eliminated."
Still using Wei San, who was eliminated with brainless brains: "..." She suspected that the clerk was connoting herself.
"How many stars?"
"The original price is 600,000 yuan, and we only need 500,000 yuan after the discount." The clerk kept smiling, "Our customer target group is young and promising military academies like you, and the corresponding functions are more than other ordinary people. , it needs at least 700,000 to start outside. It can be used for at least ten years, and the warranty is ten years!"
Wei San said bluntly: "You clearly take military cadets as a big deal."
The clerk was stunned. How could this man be wearing a military cadet's training uniform? Military students generally swipe their cards without blinking.
"Hey, like this, you sell it to me for 90,000 yuan." Wei San tried to bargain.
The clerk immediately shook his head: "We are a cultural and creative store, we won't bargain."
Wei San paused, turned his face sideways, and reached out and pulled Ying Xingjue next to him: "This one, one of the two imperial stars, do you know him?"
The clerk helped his glasses and stared at Ying Xingjue at a close distance. His face suddenly turned red, and his voice was a little low: "I know."
Wei San raised his eyebrows, blinked at Ying Xingjue, then turned to the clerk and said, "Let you take a group photo, and send me your autographs, and sell them to me for 90,000 yuan."
The clerk bowed his head and said something in a low voice.
Wei San didn't hear it very clearly, but seeing this situation was probably ok, she reached out and wanted to take the light brain on the counter.
When the clerk quickly grabbed her hand, she raised her head and closed her eyes, saying, "No, the Empire Star is here, and it can only sell for half a million. The boss has always taught us to be a principled person."
Wei San: "?"
Not even the Empire Star
Wei San lowered her head and counted her balance. It wasn't that she couldn't afford the 500,000 brains. She was simply reluctant.
A light brain is 500,000 yuan, how much did she build a mecha at the beginning, isn't the money of military academy students money
The owner of the cultural and creative store who was strolling in other stores heard the movement here, and ran over. When he saw the two of them, he was suddenly excited and shouted: "Sao San, I'm your fan!!!"
The sound was loud enough for anyone on the first floor to hear it.
Wei San: "..."
"Boss, it's the other way around." The clerk reminded in a low voice.
"Oh, do it all over again." The boss shouted again on the spot, "Wei San, I'm a fan of yours!!!"
Wei San: "Sao Fan, hello, can you sell this light brain for 90,000 yuan?"
"Sell!" The boss said decisively, stuffed the white light brain into Wei San, took out the same black light brain from the counter, and pushed it in front of Ying Xingjue next to him, "90,000, buy one get one free."
Shop clerk: "... Boss, you said that one should be disciplined and not be moved by beauty."
"That's right." The boss nodded, looked at Wei San enthusiastically, and rubbed his hands, "But this is Wei San, and I'm her fan! Can we take a photo together?"
Wei San, who was thinking of selling the hue of the star of the Empire, instead successfully bought 90,000 brains of light by himself, and he also bought one for one.
The boss happily took a photo with Wei San, not caring about Ying Xingjue standing next to him, and finally invited Wei San to help with the inscription, saying that he was going to make a plaque and hang it at the door of the store.
"I haven't watched the Hephaestus competition for many years. This year, I watched it for you. The Military Academy of Damocles will definitely win the championship!!!" The boss said excitedly.
Wei San: "You are right, the championship must be us."
The completely excluded clerk and Ying Xingjue stood aside, and the clerk asked in a low voice, "Can we take a photo together?"
The Star of the Empire, Ying Xingjue politely refused: "You must have principles."
Clerk: "..." The boss is not a man!
Wei San and the boss had a good meal, and they almost didn't swoop on the spot. In the end, Ying Xing Jue called Wei San to leave, and then they separated.
"And this light brain, don't forget it." The boss handed the black light brain to Wei San.
Wei San took it and threw it to Ying Xingjue: "I'll send it to you."
Ying Xingjue looked down at the light brain in the palm of his hand, drooping his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Thank you, boss." Wei San waved, "Remember to watch our game."
"Wei San can rest assured to fly, and the fans will always follow!" The burly boss, with a beard on his face, gave Wei San a heart-to-heart.
Wei San and Ying Xingjue left along the exit, and at the same time, each of them got a Xinguang Brain.
She lowered her head and fiddled with her Xinguang brain, imported all the data and information, and with the privacy function, she no longer had to worry about others seeing the chat content.
"Let's add a communication." Wei San finished fiddling around, raised his head and said to Xing Jue, "Don't use your perception to spin around in my mind."
Ying Xingjue stretched out her hand, opened Guangnao's privacy interface, and let her see her communication number.
Wei San glanced at it and lowered his head to enter.
After the two added friends, Ying Xingjue re-hide his interface and sent the first message to Wei San: [Kozai Musashi has been following us. 】
Wei San did not look back, but sent him a message: [Your military school is in the studio? I'll take you there, don't come out alone next time. 】
Who knows what will happen to the black insect mist after entering the human body, but it seems that the IQ is not high.
Ying Xingjue: [Okay, I will find an opportunity to check everyone's blood during the competition. 】
Wei San frowned and sent him a message: [How to check this? 】
so many people.
Ying Xingjue: [Find an excuse, a general physical examination is enough. 】
Wei San collected his brains, stood side by side with Ying Xingjue, and walked to the studio.
The studio is the biggest attraction of Ji Ci's former residence. It contains all the traces of her design and construction of mecha for five years here, as well as the precious mecha construction manuscripts.
Wei San originally rushed over to the studio with Ying Chenghe and the others, only to find out that there was one person missing from the Pingtong Courtyard, and they went all the way to the library.
As soon as he entered, Wei San leaned over to the Damocles Military Academy, Ying Chenghe was fascinated by the sight, and stood next to mecha divisions from other military academies.
Only the group of Damocles, not the mecha masters, still gathered together, pretending to understand.
Jin Ke and Huo Xuanshan moved aside so that Wei San could come in. The five of them stared at the mecha manuscript on the wall, 'fascinated'.
In order to temporarily retain the identity of the hidden Weisan mecha division, the individual soldiers and commanders of the Damocles Military Academy have their heads here.
When Ying Xingjue came in, the people from the Imperial Military Academy also noticed it for the first time.
Ji Chuyu and Huo Jian were the first to notice Wei San next to him. Even if she walked directly to the people at the Damocles Military Academy, it was not difficult to see that these two people came all the way.
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