Tengda, office, seats.

As soon as Song Yingsheng arrived, he immediately went out and called the bodyguards and the group of researchers.

He first talked to the researchers and pointed out that there is an invincible snail in Yunming's private kitchen, which needs the help of the researchers.

Although the researchers did not believe that there were invincible creatures in this world, they still nodded when they looked at Mr. Song's swearing look and asked Mr. Song to take them over.

If what Mr. Song said was true, wouldn’t he be able to do a lot of experiments? This is their idea.

As for the bodyguards, Song Yingsheng said a few simple words to them and said, "By the way, you should remember, I said before that I won't go out soon, but due to the urgent situation, I must change my mind. In short, please protect me."

These few words made a bodyguard die in his mind and did not say anything. At the same time, it also made the bodyguard nod and used the foreigner's tribute to show that he would definitely protect Mr. Song.

In this way, after Song Yingsheng gave his orders, he asked everyone to set out with him in a grand manner.

In just a moment, they arrived at Yunming Private Kitchen.

The chef was called out by Song Yingsheng and asked him to point out the location of the snail.

Then, with an order, before the chef could react, Song Yingsheng ordered the bodyguards to kill all the snails.

All kinds of insecticide water were taken by the bodyguards and rushed towards the poor snails.

In just a few dozen seconds, the corpse was already everywhere on the ground.

"Don't worry, I will pay you all the money." Looking at the chef who was about to cry but didn't cry, Song Yingsheng comforted him.

"But those snails are worth more than 200,000..." The chef said pitifully.

It's really troublesome... Last time you obviously didn't have so many requests, so why did you pretend to be pitiful this time? Song Yingsheng thought in wonder.

However, compensation still has to be compensated. He said he would pay compensation last week, and this time was no exception. He immediately responded, saying, "Then I will pay 500,000 yuan, which is enough."

"Enough, enough." Hearing the number of 500,000, the chef's originally sad expression suddenly smiled. It was like a Sichuan opera change, and he could even nod and bow.

This made Song Yingsheng laugh, men, they all love money.

He had nothing to be willing to let go, and it was not his money anyway. What does Song Yingsheng's money have to do with him?

What's more, the author of the famous Theory of Blessings and the third richest man in China, Mr. Ma once said that the wealth of rich people is not theirs, but only the society allows them to keep. So now he is just giving back to the society the stored money.

The picture returns to the bodyguards, and as most of the snails are killed, the invincible snail is also found.

This should be what Mr. Song said, that magical creature. It is indeed quite magical and can't be killed no matter how hard he kills it.

Could it be that this is a biological weapon?

The bodyguards began to make up for their imagination again.

Of course, Mr. Song didn't know what they were thinking, so he quickly called the researchers and told them their original ideas.

"If everything works well, the airflow will trap the snail. Do you understand?" Song Yingsheng, who was far away from the snail, said.

"I understand!" The researchers were amazed.

Although Mr. Song does not understand any professional terms, many of the ideas he put forward are very practical and does not look like an outsider at all!

This made them sigh, are smart people smart in all aspects?

Faced with the researchers' admiration, Song Yingsheng just waved his hand and said that I was just giving me some advice.

After all, that was not the result of his research. Even without him, researchers could develop it smoothly.

But this reaction made everyone feel that Mr. Song was really humble. He had made great contributions but did not bear any contributions.

It's really admirable.

Suddenly, all kinds of praise were heard.

Song Yingsheng also accepted it shamelessly, even if he didn't feel enjoying it at all.

After all, he had discovered that these people could flatter him no matter what, and it had nothing to do with what he did.

Back to the topic, after about a few dozen minutes, the restriction device was ready.

The arrogant snail is bound by the airflow and cannot move.

"It's really useful." Song Yingsheng murmured to himself, "Then the next thing is to test how it teleports."

Song Yingsheng knew nothing about the law of snail teleportation. What he only knew was that the target snail could teleport everywhere last week and could teleport directly to him or nearby during a certain teleportation.

So, this experiment is to find out these rules, such as seeing when it will teleport once, or seeing whether it will teleport because of everything that happens outside.

Experiment is the beginning of everything.

Thinking about this, he took a stool and sat in the kitchen, looking at me with the snail.

Next to him, someone handed him the fat house happy water from time to time. It was cold and he drank very happily. The only disadvantage was that the cold wind without a secretary was lacking a little taste, and there was no game to play with, so he could only keep playing with his mobile phone.

Therefore, he was bored and could only watch all kinds of news.

[Finally become the first! China's GDP surpassed the free country this year and became the world's largest country.]

[Double happiness comes! Nanyue Province surpasses the free country and reduces states and becomes the world's largest province.]

[Hat trick! This year, the GDP of Shenzhen and Hong Kong City surpassed Liberty City and became the world's largest city.]

Looking at the various titles, Song Yingsheng yawned.

During this process, many hours have passed, and Song Yingsheng had a meal in the middle.

However, no matter how long it took, the snail was still in the device and did not move at all.

He was sure that when the researchers called him and said that the snail was teleporting, it was about 6 pm because he saw that time on his smartphone.

However, it is almost eight o'clock in the evening now, and the snail still shows no sign of teleportation.

This means...

Song Yingsheng felt that he understood.

Let's listen to his thinking process.

As we all know, there is not much difference between the last experiment and this experiment. The researchers are still those, and the snail is also the ones.

However, the experimental results showed a huge difference. What are the variables in the middle?

The answer is that Song Yingsheng's location has changed.

In the second week, Song Yingsheng first went home to sleep, then got into the car and tried to escape.

But during this three-week tour, he did nothing and just sat next to the snail and played with his mobile phone.

The implication is that as long as Song Yingsheng does not leave a certain distance, the snail will not be able to teleport!

Of course, this was just a guess, but Song Yingsheng began to feel that he had already felt the truth.

The easiest way to prove it is naturally to do an experiment.

He asked several bodyguards to follow him, saying that they were going out for a ride.

Then, someone kept broadcasting the situation of the snail in an instant.

Song Yingsheng, who had been away from the car for dozens of kilometers, witnessed the scene with the researchers dozens of minutes later.

The snail disappeared.

Several researchers were panicked, but were calmed down by the calm Song Yingsheng through remote voice.

"Calm down, isn't it just teleportation? It will still come back anyway." Song Yingsheng said as he got out of the car.

Although I don’t know why Mr. Song is so peaceful, after he said this, the researchers gradually calmed down.

"You prepare the equipment and when I find the snail, you will build the binding instrument again." Song Yingsheng got off the car and walked to an open space and commanded the road.

"Yes, Mr. Song!" the researchers nodded.

Hearing this, Song Yingsheng, who walked to the center of the open space, hung up the phone and shouted to the surrounding area:

"Sate, let's face the last battle."
Chapter completed!