Half an hour later, Zhao Sida looked at the metal ball standing under the shade of a tree rummaging through a pile of small metal sheets and rivets for parts and asked: "Question: Is this the goal of this emergency mission?"
"Forget it, Old Zhao. There is no clue over there and we are in a deadlock. I have already reported the relevant situation to the office. Now, by the way, I can help this guy save the world..."
Wu Ming, who was also sitting in the shade of a tree, was holding a piece of metal that was only as big as an ordinary person's little fingernail. He was carefully stuffing the thing into the slot in the gap of the small black box. It looked like he was putting together a Gundam model, but the next second Wu Ming, who was distracted by talking and used too much force, broke the metal piece in his hand.
This is the third time that parts have been broken, and Wu Ming's patience is almost exhausted.
"Whether it's an assembled figure or a Gundam model... I really can't make this thing without instructions..."
Metal Ball, who was concentrating on repairing the weapon system, was suddenly stunned: "Huh? Didn't I give you the instructions before?"
"What do you call an instruction manual?!" Wu Ming's eyes widened. His right index finger and thumb were pinched together tightly. He pointed between the two fingers with his left hand, but Elizabeth and Zhao Sida didn't see anything: " It’s such a big thing! If I want to read it, I have to find a magnifying glass and thin-legged tweezers. Where can I find these things!”
Zhao Sida and Elizabeth thought for a moment at the same time, and then the former's eyes lit up (lit up in the physical sense) and directly increased the zoom value of his eyes to more than thirty times: "The information in the manual has been confirmed. It is proposed: Manager Wu Ming uses the zoom technology for viewing.”
And Elizabeth, who had a 0v0 look on her face, also slapped her thigh suddenly: "Brother! Isn't this a common routine in RPGs! Now we have to find a magnifying glass and thin-legged tweezers to interpret the instructions!"
Wu Ming slapped himself on the forehead: "Please spare me! Couldn't the United Kingdom make this thing bigger?"
"It can't be made bigger." The metal ball stopped what he was doing, and he waved the mechanical arm. The mechanical parts on the surface of the ball began to deform and move, and finally sunk slightly in the center of one side of the metal ball. The mechanical parts there Transformed into something like an eye or a lens: "This 'Death Star' is already a decisive battle weapon built by the United Kingdom using the most sophisticated technical means and regardless of the cost of resources. It is used to deal with The mothership of various annihilating disasters (most of which are bacterial-sized annihilating disasters), including Constantine, has built-in a giant ecosystem of our bacterial family that is enough to maintain civilization, so the kingdom will not be able to create any more in a short time. Such a behemoth appeared."
Wu Ming looked at the so-called decisive battle weapon in front of him. Even with the addition of shell armor, it was only as big as a football at most... In his senses, this thing really couldn't be compared to a behemoth.
Wu Ming, who felt that he should not cause any more trouble, gave up the idea of helping the metal ball repair the weapon device. With his body proportions, he wanted to help the bacteria repair the weapon system, even if the weapon was a space carrier main gun-level weapon for the bacteria. It's still a delicate job for humans.
"Besides building models, is there anything else I can do to help..."
"Don't say that my weapon is a model!" Metal Ball stomped his feet angrily, and then he turned back and started to reassemble the mechanical parts non-stop: "The weapon will be initially repaired in about a quarter of an hour. If you want, help us find it. Just look for Constantine's traces. I have already sent the detailed data to the miniature giant next to you through the data interaction channel."
Wu Ming turned to look at Zhao Sida, his eyelids twitching wildly: "Old Zhao?! When did you two establish a data interaction channel?!"
"Just now, the characteristic data of the demon scientist Constantine has been downloaded. It is recommended that the manager Wu Ming enable sharing and upload the data to the Lucky Ancient God Office monitoring station to be prepared."
Wu Ming, who didn't know how many times he held his forehead and sighed today, nodded and said: "Just do as you say, Old Zhao... The auxiliary device began to accept the data shared by Old Zhao, and uploaded it to the monitoring station to request tracking. An extraordinary creature with this characteristic data.”
At the same moment when Wu Ming started searching for Constantine, the ordinary girl Lin Jiaojiao was leaning on a public seat under the shade of a tree with a popsicle in her mouth. She was swaying in a short skirt. With her long legs, she looked at the river that had exceeded the danger line and was almost overflowing onto the river beach walking path, and said weakly.
"so boring……"
Today is a rare rest day for Lin Jiaojiao. Although the school takes up most of the students' summer vacation time to make up for classes, after all, it still pays some attention to the students' mental and physical health, so at least there is still time in a week. A day off.
It's just that this rare rest day will most likely be used by Lin Jiaojiao in a meaningless waste of time.
It doesn't matter why she ran out. Maybe it was because the summer heat was too strong, or maybe it was because she had been dreaming the same dream repeatedly every night recently, which caused her to not sleep well at all. Lin Jiaojiao Now I have no energy at all and I don't even want to move my fingers. I just want to lean on the chair and be a salty fish quietly.
Of course it would be better if you could lie down to sleep.
With such thoughts in her mind, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but think of the trivial scenes she had been dreaming about every night recently.
Countless noodle men with dark bodies and terrifying shapes swarmed towards her like a tide with teeth and claws. They were made of minimalist patterns made of noodles. In her dream, she also heard a very beautiful singing voice. Although Lin Jiaojiao would forget the melody immediately after waking up, the singing in her dreams could always effectively calm the indescribable fear that nightmares brought to her.
"Since the day I lost my bag, I have been dreaming the same dream every night. What do these dreams mean..."
Lin Jiaojiao bit off the popsicle and looked into the distance. She was so far away that she didn't notice that there was a shadow under the shade of the tree behind her that was squirming disgustingly like a living thing. The shadow silently moved towards Lin Jiaojiao. After squirming in the direction for a long time, a slender little black hand with a somewhat translucent texture stretched out from the shadow and slowly reached towards the unsuspecting Lin Jiaojiao.
Just when the little shadow hand was about to touch Lin Jiaojiao, a purple beam of light as thick as a thumb accurately penetrated and interrupted the little shadow hand. The shadow that looked like a living creature was very timid. Under the influence of the purple beam, After the attack, it immediately gave up its original target. The squirming shadow flattened its body again and turned back into a shadow without extraordinary power. Only the interrupted shadow hand was still twitching on the ground.
Everything started in silence and ended in silence, and then a cheerful biosynthetic sound broke the tranquility.
"Nightmare fuel get DAZE!"
