After having a good meal at Xinyue Tower and enjoying the singing and dancing for a while, Lu Ming paid and left.
At this time, it was already the beginning of the lanterns.
He did not go home immediately, but walked all the way towards the night market.
That is the liveliest and most smoky place.
Lu Ming walked on the trail with calm steps, facing the cold wind of early winter, and did not feel cold at all.
Not only him, but with the current physical constitution of the people of the Dragon Kingdom, they basically didn't take this chill to heart.
Many people simply wear a thin coat.
Some even wore short-sleeved shorts, showing no respect for winter.
Zheng Xinmeng wore quilted clothes before, probably more for style.
Lu Ming found that fewer and fewer people were imitating his appearance recently.
This is understandable, after all, the novelty has passed.
Just like the years when Journey to the West first became popular, you can see people wearing Sun Wukong masks everywhere.
But then, it became rare.
Although the Dragon Kingdom's national fortunes have soared, it is completely self-sufficient in food and clothing. It no longer needs to import, and there is even a surplus.
However, in terms of salary, it remains the same as before for the time being, with no improvement.
People still have to work hard from dawn to dusk in order to buy cars and houses and pay off mortgages and car loans.
How can I still have so much energy to imitate Mr. Black?
As far as Lu Ming knows, as the production of agricultural products, meat, eggs, and milk has increased significantly, the lives of many farmers and breeders who make a living from this have become worse than before.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh silently.
Nothing can have only a good side without a bad side.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a dull sound behind him, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.
Lu Ming turned around and saw a man lying motionless on the ground, his eyes wide open.
Blood was spilling out from under his body to all directions.
Jump off a building?
Lu Ming frowned and looked up.
Behind the body is an office building more than 20 stories high.
Soon, some people gathered around and pointed at the body.
"Dad, dad..."
A little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old ran over crying and lay on the body, crying so hard that her heart was broken.
A little girl holding a bunch of single-branch bouquets stepped forward and wanted to comfort her, but she didn't speak.
Lu Ming recognized the little girl holding the flower as Huang Ya.
Lu Ming walked over and shouted softly: "Huang Ya."
The sound was not loud, but it reached Huang Ya's ears accurately.
Huang Ya turned her head blankly. When she saw Lu Ming, her eyes lit up and she immediately walked out of the crowd.
Lu Ming asked: "Huang Ya, why are you here?"
Huang Ya: "I went out to sell flowers and accidentally saw sister Lingling, so I chatted with her for a while. As a result, I saw..."
She looked into the crowd and said no more.
Lu Ming: "Sister Lingling, is that the girl who is crying?"
Huang Ya said "Yeah": "We used to be from the same village. Later, our family moved out and we haven't seen each other for a long time.
I'm quite happy to meet this time, but I didn't expect..."
Huang Ya had told Lu Ming about this before.
Huang Ya's family originally lived a good life. Later, her father passed away due to illness, and their life declined.
Lu Ming: "What happened to your sister Lingling's family?"
Huang Ya: "I'm not too sure. It seems that her father went to someone to ask for money and asked Sister Lingling to wait below.
But I don’t know why, this happened. "
Lu Ming: "What money do you want?"
Huang Ya: "It seems like where it was planted. I don't know the specifics."
"Farming?" Lu Ming frowned again.
Could it be related to the crazy growth of crops?
He was just thinking about this, but so quickly, someone jumped off the building in front of him.
Does every advancement of the times really require the sacrifice of a large number of people?
Lu Ming shook his head. There was nothing he could do about this kind of thing.
Moreover, the growth of national destiny must also be striven for.
Otherwise, not some people will be sacrificed.
But the people of the entire country.
Lu Ming sighed secretly and rubbed Huang Ya's hair: "Wait for me here."
When Lu Ming came back again, the police and ambulance had already arrived.
People in white coats were examining the bodies.
In fact, there is no need to check anymore, they are just going through the process.
Lu Ming handed a black bag to Huang Ya: "You will give it to your sister Lingling in a moment."
"What is it?" Huang Ya reached out and took it.
Lu Ming: "Twenty thousand yuan is not much, but it should be enough for her to transport her father's body back and bury it."
Huang Ya was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I want to thank you on behalf of sister Lingling. Brother Lu Ming, you are such a good person."
Lu Ming smiled: "Go ahead. Oh, by the way, I'll buy all your flowers."
"No, I will continue to sell it later." After rejecting Lu Ming, Huang Ya walked towards Sister Lingling with the bag in hand.
Lu Ming took out his mobile phone and made a call: "I'm on Pingnan Road. Please come over and help me with something."
When this happened, Lu Ming was no longer in the mood to go to the night market, so he turned around and headed back home.
It's around 11pm.
After drawing the talisman for a while, Lu Ming was about to take a rest when he received a call from Wang Lang again.
Lu Ming: "What's wrong with you?"
Wang Lang: "I'm at the Academy of Dragon Science now, and the academicians there are going crazy."
Lu Ming: "It's normal. If I were them, I would be crazy."
Wang Lang: "No, they are not crazy because of the Predator's technology, but they are crazy because they can't understand it."
Lu Ming: "Is it so profound that you can't understand it?"
Wang Lang: "It's not a question of whether it's advanced or not. It's just that I can't understand the writing of these Predators."
"ah!"
Lu Ming was startled.
Only then did I remember that there is a language barrier between the two civilizations.
Lu Ming: "Can't the Predator's micro-control computer translate those words into our words?"
Wang Lang: “They are doing this work here now, but they are not very familiar with micro-control computers, and they don’t know when it will be completed.
Therefore, they are very anxious, almost crazy, impatient. "
Lu Ming: "Then why are you calling me? It's useless to tell me."
Wang Lang: “They thought if the translation hadn’t been completed before the next national games started.
Let you bring these materials in again and use the fact that Guoyun Game has no communication and dyslexia to quickly help translate it. "
Lu Ming refused: "To put it simply, what kind of data are those, how can I have the time.
Let them figure it out on their own. "
Wang Lang: "That's what I said, but these guys are going to kill me, so I have to give you a call..."
Before Wang Lang could say anything, someone snatched his cell phone away: "Is it Mr. Hei? I'm Tang Zhongmin from the Academy of Dragon Science.
Could you please ask Mr. Black for a favor? "
"cannot."
Before the other party could tell what the business was, Lu Ming refused.
