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"I don't know. I still haven't figured out the rules of timeliness." Cheng Che shook his head, hesitated for a moment, then opened the trash can, took out a sack and handed it to Xing, "Why don't you take this back? It's quite useful for hanging clothes."
It's just a little scary to watch it late at night.
But hanging clothes is better than growing onions, ginger and garlic.
"Good friend!" Xing's eyes lit up, and he ran forward while holding the sack and shaking it. He squatted on the ground and stuffed the puppet parts into the sack, then threw it over his shoulder and said confidently, "Now we can go and see the wonders! Although I can't take anything away, my sack can help Cheng Che take away what he wants!"
Cheng Che: ...
This protagonist is indeed a bit crazy.
Estelle: ...
The Trail Blazers are truly extraordinary.
Esta hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "Do you want to go through the trash cans? There are many new trash cans in the space station, waiting for you..."
We should try to get Cheng Che and the Pioneers to the point where they can search a trash can in three steps. Maybe they can have fun searching and receive orders from the Black Tower Space Station.
"Hmm..." Xing hesitated and looked at Cheng Che inquiringly, "Do you want to turn it over?"
"I want to, but not now." Cheng Che sighed and said helplessly, "Let's check it at night. I hope to spread a scary message about a trash can moving strangely in the middle of the night on the space station from now on."
Hey, which male college student who is 188cm tall picks up trash to make a living?
This……
It’s better to eat a few more bowls of soft rice!
"Ok."
Xing nodded and followed behind Esta, "But Danheng said you should tell him when you go through the trash cans in the space station."
"Why?" Estelle asked doubtfully, rubbing her head and hesitantly saying, "Mr. Danheng should be... very calm, right?"
"He said he ordered two extra large sacks in Luofu, which can hold more garbage." Xing lowered his head and read the text message on his phone seriously, with a firm voice, "Dan Heng is indeed calm, but after what happened in Luofu and Cheng Che's three dragon tails a day, he has become a little crazy..."
At this point, Xing thought for a moment and said, "When Cheng Che was away, our train crew had a meeting, and everyone agreed that accompanying Cheng Che to look through the trash cans is a very stress-relieving thing, and after that, he can also smash the trash cans with me."
Cheng Che paused, but couldn't help asking, "Where is the pressure? Is it because the food is not tasty or the trip is not fun?"
As soon as the words fell, Xing and Ester's expressions became distorted in an instant, and they looked at Cheng Che with an indescribable look.
Cheng Che: ...
"Okay." Cheng Che turned around calmly, holding his shiny custom-made gem trash can and walked out the door, "The pressure is on me."
What's wrong with the crow's mouth?
Chapter 311 Aha did it!
In the huge room, various things were placed on the exhibition stands, and there was a dazzling array of things. However, there was a layer of light shield around the treasures for protection.
Cheng Che walked along the road, his eyes sweeping over the various things around him, checking out the strange objects placed around him one by one.
"Laughter in the snail." Estelle walked to one side, pointing at the strange objects around her and introducing them dutifully, "It contains a sound that doesn't sound like laughter, but it sounds quite funny."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, holding the precious trash can with a calm face, "Aha did it."
The unreasonable things must have been done by Aha.
Estelle was slightly startled, then sighed helplessly and pointed at the snail next to her, "Want to listen?"
"No." Cheng Che stretched out his hand and knocked on the light curtain outside the conch, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Although they are not very similar, but at times like this he always seems to think of a conch on an island.
"What about this?" Estelle nodded suddenly, took two steps forward, pointed at a row of cubes and said, "It can package happiness. It can recognize pleasant emotions and store or transfer them. Do you need it?"
Didn’t Ms. Heita say that Cheng Che has a strong element of joy?
"No need." Cheng Che hugged the trash can without even looking at it. "We have fun because we want to have fun based on the plot, not this kind of happiness without any signs."
You have to see the fun yourself, this kind of happiness that is added directly to your brain for no reason...
He might as well listen to two clips of white noise and experience an intracranial orgasm.
"What about the fixed-point guns?" Estelle thought for a moment, took two steps forward, and pointed at the guns in the display case. "They can be used to score people, but we haven't found a pattern for scoring yet."
Hearing this, Cheng Che nodded, "No rules... Ah Ha did it."
For example, a star god is crying, and hey, someone here is giving him a score.
Have fun!
Let Aha give him a random score and see his reaction!
This kind of thing...it's not impossible for Ahaha to do it!
Estelle: ...
It feels like it makes some sense.
Everything that is unreasonable seems to be blamed on Aha.
"You try." Xing stood aside with the sack in his hand. He suddenly rolled his eyes and pushed Cheng Che forward. "I want to see how many points you have."
Hearing this, Esta nodded and said, "With one more person experimenting, there might be a greater possibility of discovering the law."
Cheng Che thought about it, put the trash can on the ground, stood in front of the fixed-point gun and looked at the guns in the display case.
The design looks a bit retro, and there are weird eye-like things on the gun.
After a while, Dingfen Gun, who was being stared at by several people, shook and said nothing.
Cheng Che: ...
"What do you mean?" Cheng Che couldn't help but reach out and grab the gun and shake it. "I got no points? Or I got zero points?"
"Should..." Xing hesitated for a moment, then patted the display case, "Wait a little longer?"
Dingfen Gun trembled, opened his eyes, "59——"
The voice was stuck, as if he was forced to speak because of the threat of the crow's mouth.
But immediately, a palm as big as a palm fan passed through the protective light curtain and landed on the fixed-point gun.
Cheng Che slapped the oddly shaped gun in front of him, his voice calm but with a hint of paranoia, "Change it for me, I have never failed in my life no matter what the score is!"
He, Cheng Che, a man who would work hard to pass any questionnaire he opened, would not accept this weird score!
This is a shame!
Fixed-point gun: ...
Estelle: ...
star:……
The gray-haired girl blinked, patted Cheng Che's shoulder and lowered her voice, "You don't have to be so stubborn at a time like this."
At the side, Esta glanced at the hand that passed through the protective light curtain, then looked down at the authority card hanging on her chest and sighed heavily.
Hey……
What's the point of asking for a permission card? I've already asked for it.
"Goooooooooooo-"
The fixed-point gun made a strange sound, and the strange eye on it turned for a moment, aiming at Cheng Che, "1-120!"
anyone there?
Has anyone ordered 120 for it?
It now feels like its parts are about to fail!
"Okay." Cheng Che regained his composure instantly, retracted his hand and picked up the trash can, "I'm very satisfied with this score."
If it is out of 100, that's well above the mark. A full score of 150 is also considered excellent.
Xing blinked and suddenly asked in confusion: "Why do you have to pass?"
"If I fail, my pocket money will be halved, my tutoring will be doubled, and my vacation and travel will be cancelled." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He turned his head to look at Xing and told her about his tragic past. "I can also get a mixed doubles beating. I need to run barefoot in the big house I saw in the simulated universe to find an elder who can save my life, such as my grandparents. Do you understand?"
Of course, if the opportunity is not seized well, no one can save himself.
Hearing this, a hint of fear flashed across her starry eyes.
but……
Xing frowned and looked Cheng Che up and down, "I don't think you are the type of person who would ask for help just because you were beaten. You seem to be the type who provokes others and then strikes harder when you are beaten..."
"Although I'm a little perverted, I'm not a fool." Cheng Che looked at Xing with a look of stupidity and couldn't help complaining, "You can beat me up, but I can handle it, but do you know how much damage it would do to a student if his pocket money was halved, his tutoring was doubled, and he didn't have any vacations to travel?"
At this point, Cheng Che slapped the fixed-point gun again with his backhand, "Be sensible."
Is that what it means to seek help to save yourself from being beaten?
That's called finding a sponsor to supplement your pocket money and vacation time. As long as he is shameless enough, he can even get double the pocket money from his elders by giving them a beating.
"Snapped--"
The frustrated fixed-point gun finally couldn't hold on anymore and disintegrated in an instant, turning into a pile of parts lying on the display case.
In an instant, the three people surrounding the display case took a step back at the same time and spread their hands to show that it was none of their business.
After coming to their senses, Esta and Xing's gazes simultaneously shifted to Cheng Che.
Cheng Che looked down at his hands, thought for a while, and then stepped forward to grab the parts. "Don't worry, I can try to restore it."
Did he break it?
No.
Who broke it?
Ah Ha did it!
Under the strange gazes of Xing and Ester, Cheng Che skillfully restored the gun, but in the end there was an extra one...
one eye?
Cheng Che seemed a little disgusted. He stretched out two fingers and pinched the small eye of the fixed-point gun. After hesitating for a while, he put the eyeball on the gun and said, "It should be usable, right?"
The eyeball trembled, fell on the display case with a plop, and rolled a short distance away.