The two were silent for a long time, long enough for both parties to calm down.
Fu Bai exhaled, thoughtfully, looked at the clock in the hall, and asked, "Sister Mingmei, when will she come out?"
Shang Ninglang lowered his head to check the bracelet and gave the answer.
"Probably within the next few days."
Fu Bai curled his lips, "Did she stay in there for a year and a half this time?"
At the mention of this person, the oppressive atmosphere just now suddenly dissipated.
Shang Ninglang pushed up his glasses, smiling noncommittally.
Just as he was thinking this, a vortex suddenly appeared in the space in the center of the hall.
A woman wearing a long white down jacket stepped out, with wavy brown curly hair spread across her chest. Fine lines could be vaguely seen on her face, but her bright features and flaming red lips still made her look extremely young and flamboyant.
At this time, she saw Fu Bai and Shang Ninglang, their eyebrows curved and they waved happily.
He said excitedly: "Did you miss me? Everyone."
Shang Ninglang raised the corners of his mouth, but did not stand up. He just said lightly: "Welcome back."
Hearing this, Zhang Mingmei paused and smiled back.
Fu Bai was silent for a moment, pursed his lips slightly, and looked speechless.
"Are you on vacation?"
Zhang Mingmei took two steps forward, took off her down jacket and threw it aside, then sat on the chair next to Fu Bai.
Then he replied: "This dungeon is very cold, so it's not a good place for a vacation."
Fu Bai looked up and down at the people around him.
"Then you stayed in there for so long? If the light hadn't been on, I would have thought you were dead."
Zhang Mingmei glanced at Fu Bai, "You kid, why are you talking to your sister? Can I die?"
The corner of Fu Bai's mouth twitched and he retorted: "You are old enough to be my mother, Aunt Zhang."
Zhang Mingmei laughed and glanced at Fu Bai from top to bottom.
"You have to be underage for me to have a chance."
Hit the nail on the head and hit the nail on the head.
Sure enough, Fu Bai's hair suddenly exploded and his eyes widened, "I'm an adult!"
"Then I can't give birth to a son as old as you." Zhang Mingmei went up and pulled out a handful of Fu Bai's hair.
Before Fu Bai could wave her hand away, he quickly stopped it, leaving Fu Bai gritting his teeth.
He took a deep breath and said bitterly: "Aunt Zhang, you must respect the old and love the young."
Zhang Mingmei shook her head, "I'll tell you the same thing back. Your aunt and I need respect."
Fu Bai was completely dumbfounded.
Shang Ninglang smiled lightly and said nothing, watching the two of them talking back and forth.
Seeing Zhang Mingmei looking over proudly, Shang Ninglang pushed up his glasses and smiled slightly, "Have you met him?"
Zhang Mingmei paused, twitched the corner of his mouth, put back the smile on his face, and then raised his curly hair.
"As expected, I still can't hide it from you. There is no time limit copy, so I stayed a little longer. But the points have been carded, so you don't have to worry about it."
Fu Bai suddenly understood and mourned for these two opponents in his heart.
By staying in control of the dungeon for a while, it was clear that their opponents were being played miserable.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "You are dating and honeymooning inside, why should we worry about you? It is better to worry about Tang Sen than to worry about you."
Zhang Mingmei blinked inexplicably, "Who is Tang Sen?"
Fu Bai suddenly paused, "While you were away, two new people came."
"Two? What about them?"
Zhang Mingmei didn't see anyone else in the hall, so she turned to look at the row of rooms. Sure enough, there were two more lights on at this time.
Shang Ninglang had no expression on his face and only said frankly, "There are seven people in the room now, and they haven't come out of the dungeon yet."
Zhang Mingmei, with a casual posture, slowly sat up straight, raised her eyebrows and asked, "How are you?"
Hearing this, Fu Bai's eyes flashed and he looked at Shang Ninglang.
Shang Ninglang didn't seem to notice the sight, tapping his fingers on the table, speaking slowly and answering without any unnecessary emotion.
"One is fine, the other is pending, waiting for Shaoqi's feedback."
Zhang Mingmei was slightly surprised, "No problem? The evaluation is very high."
You should know that the results given by Shang Ninglang are generally acceptable, pending, and hidden dangers.
Seeing that Shang Ninglang only smiled and said nothing, Fu Bai explained, "Tang Sen is a friend of Brother Shang."
Zhang Mingmei, who was originally calm, narrowed her pupils, frowned and looked at Shang Ninglang, trying to read the clues on his face.
Shang Ninglang pushed up his glasses, hiding the confusion in his eyes, and responded calmly.
"Yes, what a coincidence."
After receiving the response, Zhang Mingmei was silent for a moment, then simply stood up and said, "Then we have to hurry up and let's go." Then she walked towards the compartment on the other side of the hall.
The compartments are surrounded by opaque partitions, and the words [Conference Room] are plastered on the outside of the door.
Zhang Mingmei opened the door, walked in and turned on the light.
Shang Ninglang and Fu Bai took advantage of the situation and walked in.
As soon as the lights turned on, the dark conference room structure suddenly appeared in front of us.
In addition to the standard long table and chairs, two entire walls have been transformed into bookshelves.
There is also a wall that is densely covered with text, which makes it difficult to see clearly. The last wall facing the door is a huge projection screen.
Zhang Mingmei glanced at the only blank curtain and walked to the table to adjust.
He casually took the laser pointer on the table, walked to the light switch, and asked, "Have you told Liu Yue and Meng Shaoqi?"
Fu Bai walked to the conference table, pulled up a chair nearby and sat down.
"I mentioned No. 99 twice before."
After saying this, he glanced at Shang Ninglang. Last time it was Brother Shang who took the initiative to elicit the words.
Zhang Mingmei paused in her hands, then turned to look at Shang Ninglang, her words unclear.
"Then we should be able to continue talking."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ceiling light suddenly went out.
A colorful picture suddenly appeared on the dark curtain.
It is composed of colorful fragments of different shapes and sizes, most of which are large blank spaces, and the boundaries are very blurry and difficult to distinguish.
The picture has a very strong sense of fragmentation, but it can be seen that it is a pieced together map.
Zhang Mingmei scanned it briefly and found that without her knowledge, several small fragments had been added to the map above.
She raised her eyebrows, walked to the conference table, and used a laser pointer to draw an imaginary circle in the large blank space to the north.
"My last dungeon scene was the Ice and Snow Villa. The map is not small. I have been exploring it for a long time. This area should be roughly the same. I will make up for this later."
Fu Bai nodded, "Well, I haven't finished the Odin Town in my last dungeon yet."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mingmei knew that Xiaobai had just released the dungeon and had not had time to fill in the map.
She turned her head and looked at Shang Ninglang, her expression a little solemn.
"You and Xiaobai's points are almost up, right? Are you still stuck now?"
Shang Ninglang was still looking at the map, and the lenses were reflected in colorful colors. He could not distinguish the expression in his eyes, and could only hear the deep voice.
"Well, it's still early for him. I'll make the next copy."
Zhang Mingmei hesitated for a moment, but finally did not interfere.
He sighed secretly and clicked the laser pointer in his hand.
The fragment map gradually shrank and became a fragment-like existence.
Finally, the change stopped abruptly and settled in the northeast direction.
At this time, a larger map slowly appeared on the curtain. Most of it was white, and many small fragments were like pebbles thrown into the ocean, giving off an aura of despair.
There are only faint stars scattered here and there, letting people know that this may really be a map.
