It was between six and seven in the morning, and the early morning in Summer City, which had just passed the winter solstice, did not provide enough light. The slight amount of daylight cannot penetrate the lake, so when viewed from the public activity area, the bottom of the lake is still dark. Only when the giant manta ray swims past the protective glass, the water becomes somewhat vivid.
Xie Junping did morning exercises all the way to school, bought some snacks and arrived at North Shore Gear. He came earlier, so there was no one here except Xue Lei, who got up earlier than him, and Mao Yan, who was yawning.
Among the few people, Maoyan works the hardest, and it was her turn to be on duty again last night.
In the face of a beautiful woman, Xie Junping had nothing to say but found something to say: "Where is Teacher Luo?"
"hehe."
Xie Junping understood instantly: "I'm in seclusion again!"
Maoyan pouted: "The Nth all-nighter."
Xue Lei defended himself: "Sister Maoyan, didn't you say that he just received important information last night..."
"What information?" Xie Junping was curious.
Maoyan yawned again: "It seems to be a collection of essays from his mother's lifetime or something."
"Sister Qingwen's collection of papers is available in the school library and on the journal website."
"It seems to be an unfinished work that has not been officially published. It was a gift I got from meeting Professor Pan last night."
"No wonder." Xie Junping understood and expressed an optimistic attitude, "A few papers are still unfinished. They won't take long, so they will be kept as souvenirs."
Maoyan stretched out four fingers: "4PB, those data are 4PB in size."
Xie Junping was immediately stunned: "4PB?"
With such a size, even the most realistic virtual reality files can have hundreds or thousands of hours of playback time. Not to mention ordinary text and pictures...
Maoyan chuckled again: "It really sinks in. When he comes out, this semester can be over."
Xie Junping directly cried out in pain: "No, the real-time sign-in system is getting more and more abnormal now. It's okay for three to five days, but if it really needs to be closed for a long time, even if I move the principal out, it won't work!"
Maoyan gave Xie Junping a rare pat on the shoulder: "Let's just suspend him from school. Hum, I thought he was a little sober, but he is still obsessed. It's a waste of time!"
The beauty's approachable attitude made Xie Junping's head heat up, and he said a little bit unreasonably: "That means the treatment is not enough... Oops."
The next second, Xie Junping and his chair fell to the ground, smashed to pieces. This is not good after becoming a semi-insider. Maoyan and the others knew that he was no longer a weakling who could die with just one poke, so their attacks were insignificant. Unfortunately, he hadn't really awakened yet. What if he was really going to fall out?
Xie Junping was about to protest loudly when Jerry, who had just successfully stolen some snacks, stepped on his chest with a cheerful step, "puff-puff-puff", and borrowed some strength from his face, pushing forward with all his strength. jump up.
"Oh no, you are an unfilial son!"
Xie Junping made a sound and fished it out smoothly. Instead of catching Jerry, who had full agility, he caught a leg.
"Hey, Nanzi?"
Not to mention how embarrassed Xie Junping was, Jerry was quite excited. He grabbed the person's trouser leg, climbed up, and reached the person's chest in the blink of an eye. The man took advantage of the situation and held the half-sized muskrat in his arms:
"Well done."
After Xie Junping heard this, he simply wanted to use his strength to knock Ronan down as well. However, Ronan, who has already awakened, is rooted in his physical body alone, and cannot be shaken by some "weak chicken + 1" level power user.
In desperation, Xie Junping patted the floor and struggled to get up, mumbling. Xue Lei said hello next to him, but Mao Yan was a little strange: "In a good mood?"
Ronan sat at the bar and smiled at everyone, which was more convincing than any words.
Cat eyes are even weirder. After less than eight hours, that is, just one sleep, no, this guy didn't sleep at all last night, would a person's mood change so drastically?
After blinking, Maoyan subconsciously asked one more question: "Have you read all those materials?"
Ronan picked up a snack and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "It's impossible, there are so many...it won't take two or three years, and it's difficult to simply go through it. Take your time, I'll look at it bit by bit, Don’t make any omissions.”
Maoyan reached out to touch his forehead, but Ronan slapped it down angrily.
The group of people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing where Ronan's appearance of great enlightenment came from.
In fact, if we invite the two chief priests of the Blood Flame Order who have been busy all night, we may get the correct answer very quickly, and even further inferences. But no one here is omniscient and omnipotent, so everyone can only comfort themselves:
Anyway, this is a good thing.
Afterwards, a group of people gathered in front of the bar to have breakfast, or can only be said to be pre-dinner dessert. The ones Xie Junping bought casually were just enough to fill the gap between the teeth of several ability users.
The real breakfast was brought by Qin Yikun, who was in charge of taking over. According to ordinary people's standards, it is at least for ten people. It also comes with carefully cooked medicinal porridge, which is very effective but expensive and difficult to buy on the market.
All of this has to be spread into the cost of the security team, and only Ronan, a wealthy man who became rich through teaching, can afford it.
Xie Junping got up early and came here, at least half of the reason was because of the medicinal porridge.
Qin Yikun not only brought breakfast porridge, but also the latest news: "Yesterday, the Xiacheng military sent a letter hoping to cooperate with the branch to develop new business. It should be about spiritual purification..."
Maoyan laughed: "When will the military start to control propaganda? Integrate ideology and start a rebellion?"
"It's not a rebellion, uh, I mean it has nothing to do with ideology..."
Qin Yikun accidentally let Mao Yan fly away. He smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to explain, Ronan next to him suddenly spoke:
"He must be the scavenger."
"Yes, that's it! Clear and purify the structural foundation of illegal religious groups and black magic in the Abyss, and reduce the incidence of so-called 'murders in the other world'."
After saying this, Qin Yikun finally came to his senses: "You know, Vice President He mentioned it?"
"No, I told Tian Bang last night. I met him on the way." Ronan replied, without further explanation.
However, Xue Lei, who had been busy eating, interjected: "I must have seen the role of the Blood Ring Fortress. Last night, Paper Cut Brother and the others played all night again and had a great time. They also left messages in the group in the early morning. What kind of sails and thruster modules do you want Nanzi to develop to build a giant cannon ship?"
Ronan hummed: "I've seen it too, I can try it later. The configuration is easy to say, and when it is implemented into a product, it will probably be in the form of a talisman plug-in..."
Maoyan motioned Qin Yikun to look over there: "Hey, there must be something wrong with this guy." nt
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