Chapter 124 What happened quietly

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 124 What happened quietly

date……

This logic bead black money manufacturing factory is just abandoned by the end point lawyer?

It seems that fifty years ago, there was a specialized process to manage the life and death of those structures. After careful calculation, how can you get the largest proportion of labor with the minimum feeding?

It’s not just pointlessly letting them “noise” here.

That's right. This is in line with the way the lawyers acted on the outside.

After all, not everyone is a demon.

I took a quick look at the "Feeding Record" in order to check it out.

From the above, fifty years ago, this black money manufacturer maintained regular input and output. The smaller single digits of the two numbers in the record are the number of times, while the larger number is the number of feeds.

Until the last feeding, the total number of structures seemed to remain at about 8,000.

Still not in line with the current number-

The number of structures decreased... It can also be said that after the supply of logic beads stopped, some of them died, and the time was too long that even the body was lost.

How could the number of those wells be reduced out of thin air?

Accompanied by the gentle sound of the sea waves, we walked around the window facing the dam.

Several flat birds flew past the window. Their wings were completely motionless.

cold.

Cold wind.

The demon was used to the heat of hell, and he felt cold at this time.

The tornado on the sea in the distance was like a dream hourglass made of clouds and mist, spinning slowly.

He was very familiar with it there.

Unbeautiful childhood memories—

Three thousand five hundred years ago on the beach there, he obtained a bottle of silent ink and three years of paralysis.

He glanced at the tornado.

A famous attraction at the end of the end of the road, producing more than 90% of the world's sky energy: a vortex of the ocean of nothingness.

Is it the visual illusion brought by the art of true knowledge?

For just a short while, the vortex seemed to expand a little, and the "skirt" part at the lower end was slightly raised upwards.

Before he could look carefully, Ke Qi suddenly appeared in front of his face, and a big seagull fell on the windowsill.

“Look at what I found.”

The angel held something in one hand and looked very excited. He looked at the asymmetrical eyes to check, and understood what was going on, so he didn't ask more questions about it.

To check and retract your thoughts and look at them in his hands.

Ke Qier's left hand is a stack of sharp metal albums, while his right hand is a transparent bottle with complex structures—

The inside of the bottle is filled with a transparent tube that is repeatedly wrapped in some pattern, and more than a dozen small balls of colorful pearls flow into it.

The small balls are lined up and down in the transparent straw and move back and forth, changing colors as they move.

Yicha took the bottle, held it in front of him, his left eye was shining, and his right eye was Zhenzhi's eyes swept. "Logic bead?"

The bottle should be specially made to store logic beads.

There is a funnel-shaped inlet on one end and an outlet on the other side, which can be closed and opened.

"Chen Yes." Ke Qier was a little excited. He saw money with his own eyes for the first time.

"This bottle is only a dozen."

To find out the truth, pour cold water on the angel's head. "This is not enough for us to find a "end office" or an "all-out guild". I guess that will always be thousands."

"But it's closer to the target, isn't it?" Ke Qier remained optimistic.

Yi Cha sighed and carefully took the album with a brilliant light from his other hand. "What is this? What about the cover?"

"I don't know. No. Look? There is a date on it." Keqier knocked on the back of the album. "I saw that there was a special mark on the back."

It’s not urgent to check, just open a page casually.

This is also a set of records arranged by date.

Each date is also divided into three data: the two on the left are time in minutes, and the one on the right is length - just from the unit, it is a unit that represents the space distance. It may also be height or something.

He pulled out the last album.

The last time I recorded it was almost fifty years ago - it seems that nothing wrong, this black money manufacturer was abandoned fifty years ago.

"I found a similar one here," Yi Cha said while browsing. "This place should be just an abandoned factory. The wells outside are workers. Fifty years ago, the lawyers at the end provided them with food and drink. Then they forgot to take them away."

"And forgot to take it away?"

Ke Qier gasped and repeated the sentence. "Under what circumstances would you forget to take so much away... Uh, that's all..."

"Who knows," said Yicha. "It's probably because of the 'cost'."

"Cost." Ke Qier muttered.

At the end of the end, it is indeed prevalent to give priority to a concept called "cost".

"Maybe for the end point lawyer, the cost of moving these structures is higher than the cost of finding a new batch of new labor willing to owe to debt. That's about that." Yicha explained.

"It's really bad." Ke Qier said.

"Bad?" Yi Cha smiled without a smile. "It's just dogmatic, stiff, and selfish. It seems that this legendary villain has no imagination."

The angel did not refute.

He turned around and looked out the window, perhaps falling into melancholy again. "The moon has grown bigger." He said in a literary tone.

Yichao ignored him and looked through the records he had just received.

You can find some rules from the data inside.

The two times of the same record are similar, at least three hours and at most five hours. The corresponding column representing the distance shows a slow growth - from about five hundred meters to nearly two thousand in a thousand years - the previous season grew more, and the next season is less.

He took out the last few pages to browse in detail.

Find what Keqier calls "special marks".

There is indeed a page of records marked red and bold, and it is also framed. The book "Watch" is written. The number of columns that represent distance increases significantly.

Ke Qier suddenly turned his head and looked suspicious. "You call me?"

"No."

To check what I felt vaguely, I quickly flipped backwards.

The penultimate page of the record was marked red and bold with the same method.

The label there is "Danger exceeding the limit".

He swept to the right of the page, and the number of columns representing the distance suddenly increased to tens of thousands.

It seems that it was only given up here after this record.

The danger is related to this number...

Bobobo.

A nerve in the brain suddenly jumped up. I stopped turning the page and perceived it with my heart.

A few desert semicircular scorpion crabs were missing.

When is there fewer?

Bo.

When he was thinking this way, another semicircular scorpion crab disappeared from his perception, as if it was sucked away by something and then erased in the air.

cold.

The thighs were pressed against the smooth, cold, and scratch-free wall.

To check, lower your head.

When did he get so close to the wall? Almost stuck to the wall.

"Did I have hallucinations? Uh?" Ke Qier murmured. "The moon is so big. The sea is so close to me." He said, leaning outward.

To check, he pulled him off the windowsill like a duck.

The angel's body moved away from the windowsill.

The picture behind it is revealed.

Ten moons are filled with light, revealing a big thrilling face.

However, Yicha's attention was immediately attracted by the more conspicuous scene in his field of view.
Chapter completed!