Before going to bed, Wu Chen looked at the pocket monitor screen embedded on the dashboard. Catalina, the night shift waiter, stood straight next to the counter. He remained motionless, seemingly paying attention to the situation of the Fiat. So she still sensed the crisis from the Fiat era girls.
Wu Chen sighed and gently closed his eyes.
The Fiat, shrouded in darkness, gradually became silent. The 4×collage armored bus has lowered its curtains to isolate the inside and outside. Even though she had just gotten into the car today, the girl of the era who had not fallen asleep for a while did not make any sound. Compared with the sisters who joined the day before, the Times Girls who just joined today are still somewhat unfamiliar and cannot be eliminated. Not being able to sleep is human nature.
Wu Chen also arranged the candidates for the night watch early. Two "night owl" reporters were on duty at midnight respectively.
Micro cars like the Panda and 500 F from Fiat have been collaged into several luxury roadster bodies. For example, the 4× collage soft top magically obtains super protection while still maintaining its original soft texture as a sports car top. Obviously, this is a more advanced law of space and time that transcends physical or chemical properties. And as a more advanced sports car, the interior and exterior bodywork is not covered by the collage of Panda and 500 F. It feels like mini cars such as the Panda and 500 F are completely "integrated" into the "space-time patch" where the sports car is located, and are not revealed at all.
There is one thing to say, Feizhai's exclusive shelter is indeed powerful.
It’s not yet known how many layers the “patches” can be stacked up to. However, Wu Chen wanted to retain the core rules of this special plan of Fat House. In other words, when he brings this assembled car back to the base, he will try to retain the Fiat Nuova 500 as the lead car. Or the most powerful armored bus. At that time, we will see which option is most beneficial to him. Of course, if Feizhai's "space-time patch" can only be used in his exclusive plane elevator, as he himself said, "editing" is his exclusive high-dimensional ability, then that would be a different matter. At that time, Wu Chen may have to use his own high-dimensional power to cover or reset Feizhai's "space-time patch".
What the situation will be has not yet been determined. Let’s wait until we complete this specially planned plot exploration.
With a ratio of 60:1, Wu Chen didn’t have to worry about the passage of time at all. Just like the time limit for each plot exploration is 15 minutes of broken time, converted into a full 900 minutes for Wu Chen to explore in the fragments. He has enough time to complete this special project. Moreover, Fei Zhai had already warned us when we arrived that because it was a special plan, the exploration would take much longer than before. Wu Chen estimated that every time he passed a traffic light intersection, there would be a "click". This means another 900 minutes have been added. Or make up 900 minutes of the time spent on the previous traffic light section. So he has plenty of time to complete the maximum harvest.
The next day, the day area opened for business.
"Mr. Commander? Mr. Commander?" Coco in the passenger seat woke up Wu Chen who had slept soundly all night: "The day area is open for business."
"Okay, Coco." Wu Chen stood up with a smile.
The parking area, which was empty last night, was already filled with vehicles. These seemingly insignificant plot characters are actually potential dangers. Just like a sudden outbreak of biochemical virus will infect everyone into zombies. According to the bad taste of the fat house, these are all "materials" prepared in advance for the upcoming plot changes.
So avoid crowds as much as possible. Wu Chen, Coco and others walked into the daytime chain supermarket area.
Good guy, Wu Chen just discovered that the day area is also full of robot waiters. Although everything from hairstyle to clothing is different. But they all seem to be of the same model as the night waiter Catalina. This spliced plot could very well be from the Italian B-movie goddess’ only science fiction film. That's why he was chosen by Fat House from among the many plot fragments.
No need to buy anything else. Wu Chen walked straight towards the Fiat concept camper.
As the star exhibit of the entire supermarket, the concept camper also received star treatment. When Wu Chen arrived, the booth was already crowded with people.
A female commentator, who was obviously not a robot, was explaining various advanced and fashionable designs of camper vans to the audience.
Coco, who was wearing sunglasses, immediately understood: "She is also one of us."
Wu Chen glanced at the female commentator's badge: "Elisabetta."
"Do you want to buy this car now?" Coco asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry yet." Wu Chen smiled and said, "Let's see if there are any surprises."
"Okay." Coco could completely understand the meaning of Wu Chen's words. Check to see if there are any other period girls in the supermarket.
Soon, the two found a surprise at another booth set up in the public area: Del Prà Shipyard.
Wu Chen and Keke carefully looked through the shipyard's brochure and immediately attracted the attention of the exhibitors.
"You are looking at the latest model of flybridge yacht: CARIDDI KS-88."
Flybridge refers to the open space on the top of a yacht. That is, the terrace of the yacht. Sometimes there is a soft canopy on the top, which can be used to protect from sun and rain. There is also a second bridge on the flybridge to facilitate the captain to have sufficient vision when driving above. The flybridge is a standard feature of many luxury yachts. Ideal for hosting open-air parties, some shipyards will install a jacuzzi on the flybridge at the customer's request. Swimming in the blue sea is so pleasant.
"Who are you?" Wu Chen asked knowingly.
"Francesca. Yachting is my family business." The female exhibitor introduced herself generously.
"Okay, madam." Wu Chen closed the product album with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I actually came to buy that car."
"Ah, Fiat's campervan." The female business owner's smile became even more charming: "The price of that concept car is almost the same as our latest flybridge yacht."
"You are right, Francesca, madam?" Wu Chen actually asked if "Francesca" was her last name.
"Del Parra (Mrs.)." The female business owner introduced herself. Since it is a family business, it is obvious that she is the wife of the owner of this shipyard. Del is a combination of preposition and preposition in Italian, and its literal translation is "someone's". The meaning of Del Pula is that the surname "comes from Parra".
"Okay, Mrs. Pala." Wu Chen returned the album to its original place and pretended to leave.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the female business owner trying to persuade her to stay, but she didn't speak. He just watched silently as Wu Chen left his family booth.
"Mr. Commander, are you worried that you don't have enough money?" Keke didn't understand what Wu Chen meant.
"No." Wu Chen smiled: "She needs a clear 'indicator'."
"What do you mean?" Coco still couldn't understand.
"You'll find out later." Wu Chen glanced at the nearby robot waiter: "Coco, go find out about the Delpara Shipyard later."
"Okay, Mr. Commander." This is the innate skill of modern girl Coco. Just like "shopping" and "shopping" are hidden passive attributes of many women.
Wu Chen, who acted separately from Coco, soon discovered that there were surprises everywhere.
In another multi-functional area of the chain supermarket, Wu Chen discovered a female photographer who was taking photos for a fashion show. The three alien beings who were mixed in the crowd were seen through by Wu Chen with his eyes of true seeing that disappeared in a flash.
"Are you a photographer?" Wu Chen saw the opportunity and walked to the female photographer.
"Yes, what do you want?" The female photographer was still capturing the scene.
"Ah, I would like to ask you to take a photo, can you?" Wu Chen invited.
"You are mistaken, sir." The female photographer was busy taking pictures and did not even want to look at Wu Chen: "I am not the kind of photographer who works in a photo studio."
"Ah, I'm not the kind of guest who goes to take pictures." Wu Chen responded appropriately.
"And who are you?" The female photographer finally took one more look at Wu Chen despite her busy schedule.
