The efficiency of the state machinery is astonishing once it takes action. Many people received the task that night and started their lurking and investigation. At this time, Song Kefeng was a little surprised by the text message sent to him by the old captain Xing Tianqiang. The content of the text message was very cryptic, but he was very excited to read it.
[The country has started to act, you must be careful there and wait for your comrades to respond.]
The only contact he had with Xing Tianqiang was when he wanted to tell the captain about the dream world eight days ago. At that time, the old captain still couldn't understand what he said to him, and he felt very depressed for a while. But now, from what the captain said, it can be seen that the country must already know about the dream world. Song Kefeng gripped the phone tightly, he was not fighting alone. He has comrades who are as wary of the dream world as he is, and have delivered the message with tact and heroism!
What a formidable character! Song Kefeng showed a smile on his face, and when he had a chance in the future, he must ask the captain who the comrade who delivered the news and fought side by side with him was.
Sensing Song Kefeng's happy mood, 110 poured a basin of cold water indifferently.
[Even if your country knows the existence of our dream world, so what? As long as we don't discover the clues at the very beginning, killing people who enter the dream world in an all-round way will not affect us no matter when they are discovered.]
Song Kefeng sneered a few times: "In this case, why don't you let me tell the news? No matter how confident you are, we will not sit still. I dare not say anything else, but the ability to make a living from adversity, human beings are definitely the best. Strong."
110 wanted to say a few more words, but after scanning Song Kefeng's facial expressions and eyes, he didn't speak again. Having been in contact with the second host of this earth for so many days, it already knows his character very well. Moreover, it can be regarded as seeing the host's willpower that makes it feel terrified.
It also thought of the host whose eyes were so firm and determined to go to destruction alone.
[Hehe, you should hurry up and figure out how to deal with the three criminals in the dream world, the next game will start in a few days.]
Captain Song's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he became entangled again.
At this moment, Song Kefeng's phone rang suddenly. What he saw was an unfamiliar number, but for some reason his eyes twitched, feeling ominous.
He narrowed his eyes and answered the phone: "Hello?"
There was a chuckle on the other side of the phone. Immediately, Song Laogou's hair exploded all over his body. He gritted his teeth and roared out two words: "Mo, Yang!!"
Listening to the roaring voice over there, Mo Yang took the phone away: "I can hear you without shouting so loudly. Team Song sounds in good spirits."
Song Kefeng sneered: "You still have the guts to call me, and wait for me to catch you after you hang up."
Mo Yang curled his lips and ate a piece of the big devil's trump card heart love cake, and said while poking his lips: "Hey, what are you talking about in the daytime. Okay, old dog, I won't quarrel with you, Fatty Zhou told me You caught three dream world player prisoners last night, right? You haven’t dealt with those three, have you? According to your dog temper and temperament, I think you will definitely not directly turn them into psychopaths, and you are not willing to let them Enter the dream world again and accept them as apprentices."
Song Kefeng frowned, Mo Yang knew exactly what he was thinking, but: "So what? What the hell are you thinking?"
Mo Yang cut out: "Are you handsomer than my boyfriend, richer than my boyfriend, or better than my boyfriend, is it worthy of my idea? Team Song, I'm just doing it for the sake of my comrades in the game." You just give it a shot."
"I suggest you choose the second method of 'devour'."
"Although they have become your slaves, they can go to jail if they become slaves. Moreover, after becoming slaves, they basically have no power to resist you. You can let them continue the game and inquire about some news from the dream world to you. Waste It doesn’t matter if you use it or make atonement, as long as you don’t use lynching, they will receive the punishment they deserve in the cell, but they need some special treatment for prisoners.”
Song Kefeng's brows were still tightly furrowed, obviously hesitant.
But Mo Yang didn't bother to say anything to him: "Okay, it's rare for me to show kindness today. The kindness I do every day is on you, and what you do is up to you. I'm going to see a female star, bye bye You."
After Mo Yang finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, leaving Song Kefeng gnashing his teeth.
But in the end, Song Kefeng still applied to his superiors for a request to detain the three robbers in a special cell. He originally thought that such a request would be questioned in detail or rejected. As a result, the above approved it very quickly.
At the same time, he also received a second text message from Xing Tianqiang.
[Do what you think you should do, and we will fully support it.]
Song Kefeng looked at the news, sank his heart and walked to the cell of the three robbers who had been knocked out five or six times by him. When he came out again, he already had three more "slaves".
However, unlike the "slaves" of other players, Song Kefeng's three "slaves" were called "game informants" by him, and they played an irreplaceable role in future battles.
110: [... host, let's find a time to kill Mo Yang together, shall we?]They have invaded so many worlds, and this is the first time someone used slaves as informants. Thinking about how many policemen will enter the dream world in the future, and they will use slaves as informants after being devoured, I feel a little panicked for no reason what. Shouldn't they fight on their own? ! This kind of operation and idea is too coquettish, right
Song Kefeng raised his eyebrows when he heard 110's words. In the past, his leader was like the most shameless dog who would praise Mo Yang and belittle him every day, but now he wants to kill Mo Yang? Hehe, he really wanted to catch Mo Yang and beat him up and put him in prison, but this kind of thinking is more important to 110 and Dream World. 110 thought it would stimulate him? Think beautiful.
"No, sometimes, um, just very occasionally, I think Mo Yang is still very smart. At least when facing you, we are not enemies."
110: [Hehe.] I wish you all the explosion in situ.
After Mo Yang hung up Song Kefeng's call, he planned to go to Tang Mian's crew to see Sun Xiaoguai. Although now Tang Mian said that he and Sun Xiaoguai are already very ambiguous, Mr. Mo still feels that it is better not to use his hair as bait for fishing. If he is eaten, it will really hurt his heart.
Therefore, Mr. Mo planned to go to the battle in person.
But before going into battle, he still needs to find his own boyfriend.
Wan started his various researches after the game was released. According to him, the most recent research projects are "Cosmic Energy", "Green Leaf Shielding Metal", and "Psychic Power Stimulating Evolution". Each one sounds very tall. Mo Yang sometimes writes directly in Wanmei's research room, or collects information to deal with the company's affairs. Previously, all affairs in his company were handed over to Tang Mian and a subordinate he trusted very much. However, Tang Mian, the second generation ancestor who was just waiting to die, didn't know how to deal with company affairs at all, and the vice president who was temporarily appointed by him was a bit oppressive. I can't live with other people in the company, so that there have been some problems in the operation of Mercer's company in the past two months.
Fortunately, he can now control the company through Tang Mian in a half-right manner. He believes that after that weight loss book, the country will never let him go to prison again. At least until the dream world is dealt with, he just needs to be careful and not be so blatant. The upper echelons of the country will turn a blind eye.
Therefore, Mo Yang and Wan are not in the same room, they are doing their own things, occasionally stop and look at each other, it really feels like the years are peaceful.
Mo Yang entered Wanmei's laboratory, and the latter asked directly without looking up: "What's wrong?"
Mo Yang looked at his boyfriend's handsome face with a smile for a while, and then said: "Is there any veritaserum that can tell the truth after drinking it? Or a potion that can hypnotize you by spraying it? Lend me a bottle, and I will I'm going to ask Sun Xiaoguai for a question."
Dr. Wanda paused for a moment when he cut the cosmic sweet potato leaves, then he put down the scalpel and turned his head with a helpless and serious expression: "I have studied the so-called magical world and energy in the West since I was 22 years old, and the final result is that, They are talking nonsense. The so-called magical energy is actually the same as the fairy law in China. It refers to the world and the free energy of the universe that we cannot control and control with technology. Some people can have it, but they absorb and master those free energy by chance. Energy, but many times they can’t afford it. As for those elixirs and magic potions, I have done all of them, except for some medicinal value of the plants themselves. Most of the elixir and magic potions have only one effect, do you know what it is? "
Mo Yang raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"It makes people suffer from diarrhea and poisoning." Wan Mei lightly pushed the special glasses he was wearing, looking like a particularly gentle scum. "It's just a matter of degree."
Mo Yang: "... Oh, so, you are telling me so much that you don't have veritaserum and hypnotic potions?"
Wan didn't raise his eyebrows, looked at his pet dog with a little disdain in his eyes, pinched his face, turned around and walked to a glass cabinet in the laboratory, and took out a bottle of light golden liquid like champagne.
"Although those magic potions and elixir are unreliable. However, I still have potions that make people tell the truth and enter a hypnotized state."
Mo Yang's eyes widened, and Wan Mei laughed lowly twice, with a bit of pride in the laughter: "It's just a drug interference to the human brain and mental system. I found that Western magic potions don't rely on When I was looking at the spectrum, I did my own research on related scientific potions with the same function that could be produced."
He turned around and pointed at the three glass refrigerators behind him that were dedicated to storing medicines: "Truth, hypnosis, fascination, short-term power bursts, enhanced self-healing ability, and even hair growth and whitening medicines, there are all of them in here." , if you want, just take it.”
Mo Yang blinked his eyes several times, then rushed to the three glass refrigerators quickly, looking at the names and effects marked under the medicines, the more he looked at them, the more incredible he felt. It took him a while before he asked, "Bai Wan, do the directors of the pharmacies you research know?"
Wan did not follow him to look at his glass freezer: "He knows. Several old researchers also know."
"Then these medicines have not been snapped up by merchants or mass-produced by the country?! Every one of them is a product that can be sold like crazy?"
Wan Mei nodded instead: "A few people approached the director to buy the right to manufacture and sell these medicines, but I refused."
"This is just my personal hobby. I just roughly made them and confirmed that they have such effects. But I haven't studied the related side effects in detail, so I won't sell them, and I don't plan to apply for patents. "Wan Mei's tone was very casual, he looked at the three glass refrigerators, as if he was looking at his very favorite gadgets.
Mo Yang understood in an instant that these shocking medicines to others were just some small pleasures in the constant research for Wanmei, just like the castle planes that children spelled out by themselves. Will be happy but reluctant and will not sell it.
"Is this cabinet strong? I know a European master craftsman who is very good at making beautiful and strong cabinets. The kind that can also be bulletproof." Mo Yang asked directly.
Then, he was taken aback when he saw Wanmei, and then showed a completely undisguised smile.
"Well, it's okay. They're not bulletproof, though."
Mo Yang nodded, "Then I'll contact old Merck in a while." After he finished speaking, he was about to reach for the scientific veritaserum, but he was pressed directly on the cabinet and gnawed on it for a long time. When President Heigou wiped his face and went out, Captain Long Xiang happened to pass by with a few young researchers. When the other party saw his mouth, they all showed the expression of a mad king.
Mo Yang paused, and rolled his eyes directly: "I know you are single, but it's just a kiss, can you make way?"
With a wooden face, Long Xiang led the researcher out of the way. After Mo Yang left, the food chain at the bottom of the research institute had exploded.
[Ahhh! What did I see!]
[I saw the little wife of the Great Demon King leave the laboratory of the Great Demon King with a red and swollen mouth and a face full of love! !]
[Kneel down, Mrs. Wang is really tough and coquettish, only such a person can hold the Great Demon King.]
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An hour later, the coquettish and masculine husband Black Dog? Wearing sunglasses, a full-body high-definition orange suit, and handmade lambskin shoes, under the eyes of everyone, he entered the filming of "Dream Back to Thousands of Years ago" where Sun Xiaoguai and Tang Mian were located with a lollipop in his mouth. theater.
The corner of his mouth hooked and he stood there, the combined light of the male and female protagonists was not as bright as him.
Hey, after running away for more than two months, Lao Tzu, a romantic and noble son, can be regarded as a half-righteous appearance.
The author has something to say: Mo Yang: I can't contain my anger!
Wan Mei: ...
Song Kefeng: ...
Theater owner: …
Tang Mian: Ouch, the fuck is starting to blind me again! ! !
23333 What, it's a little late, cover your face, and thank the goddesses for the overlord ticket and nutrient solution~ Happy March 8 Goddess' Day!