In the eternal years, this Temple of Dead has been like this for thousands of years... As many dead people have seen, Grandma Wang is not very concerned about death.

He was also good at fortune telling. He was born in the Xia Dynasty. When he was in the Xia Dynasty, he held a very large official position in the dynasty, named Mu Zheng.

After thousands of years of feudal dynasty, this official position was also called Situ, the Ministry of Revenue, or Sikong of the Ministry of Works. Most of the people in charge were related to personnel and recorded the people's strategies of the entire Xia Dynasty.

Back then, Grandma Wang also boasted about it.

The only female official in the Xia Dynasty and the only woman who can get to the feet of the emperor.

Life in this world is also prosperous and worth it.

When I entered the Temple of Dead, I had a very good fate. I came thousands of years earlier than many people and got a position of "Superior Soup". This position is not big in the world of Dead, but it is also very important. I want to hand over the soup to these people who just died.

The Deyou Bridge is very long and wide.

A large number of undead poured in, and the other end was the giant city gate.

When the dead walked to the center of the bridge, thousands of machines hanging in the sky would carry a bowl of soup. When they arrived in front of the dead, as long as the soup was gone, the mechanical arms with a red light would emit a green light, which means that the person had drunk the soup and was ready to pass.

Nowadays, basically all are automated operations.

Hundreds of years ago, a British young man named Newton came here; later, there were British young man named Maxwell, as well as scientists from Einstein and Farrar's first series, which brought a different technological civilization to the Temple of the Dead.

They formed a scientific group to benefit the development of the undead world.

These people have a unified problem and are not easy to communicate with, especially the young man named Einstein, who is always treacherous, and Newton is even more strange. He likes to sit under an apple tree and says that it can inspire him.

Great scientists are all strange geniuses, and Grandma Wang can't understand them.

Oh! By the way! There is a commonality between them.

Every day, there are many undead children, including those from junior high school and high school, and those from college, who will chase these scientists and fight.

While chasing and beating, he also shouted angrily, "You made me fail the exam! It's you! Don't run away!"

These scientists who have studied research results and have been taught in real-world textbooks are basically chased and beaten every day, which has become one of the essential activities in their lives.

Among them, the guy named Faraday, who studies DC AC and electromagnetic induction, was beaten the most... Science and hardship are always closely related, even if the dead are dead, it is the same - Michael Faraday.

The development of intelligent automation is not smooth either.

Although the robotic arm can tell whether the soup in the bowl is available (no is the green light, and there is the red light), it cannot tell whether the undead drinks it or not.

It is possible that if you just pour it on the ground, the soup will be gone, and the robotic arm will still determine that it was the soup.

It is precisely this that Grandma Wang is needed just now. These pairs of fiery eyes that have been for thousands of years are staring at these undeads and drinking soup. There are about a few hundred people in each batch, and Grandma Wang can also watch them.

Although time has made this old eye more and more blurred, thousands of years of work experience are not a joke.

Grandma Wang hates these scientists a little.

Once all intelligent automation is achieved, her iron rice bowl will probably be completely gone.

She was worried about this every day.

Just as now, a young guy blatantly poured the soup in the bowl to the ground, Grandma Wang's sharp eyes immediately noticed the young man.

Open the list and find this person named Qin Mo.

This name is a bit familiar, but Grandma Wang can't control so much. She cherishes her job very much and will never allow others to slip away under her nose.

She immediately pointed at the young man.

A red light burst out from her fingers, setting the young man who still wanted to continue moving forward was still in place.

"Do you dare not drink Guling Soup?

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Her thunder sound erupted from the top of the city, and she was shocked by the vast sea of ​​people moving below, trembling slightly.

Grandma Wang is an old guy for thousands of years. She has countless ways to scare these little guys who have just arrived.

But the young man in front of him was not afraid.

Instead, he raised his head, opened his harmless big eyes of humans and animals, and looked straight at Grandma Wang on the top of the city with an innocent look on his face, "I've drunk it!"

"Did you drink it?"

Grandma Wang was slightly stunned.

Qin Mo blinked his eyes and nodded at a loss, "I really drank it! It was dry in one sip!"

This young man! He still wants to lie! It’s okay if he blatantly poured soup, but he was still talking lies with his eyes open! Grandma Wang was about to get angry when suddenly a whisper broke out around the young man.

"He obviously drank!"

"Yes! We also saw him drinking! Is this old lady dizzy?"

"My God! Are the staff in the Undead World making such a low-end mistake?

I stood beside him and saw with my own eyes that he had all drunk!"

Under the city wall, the discussions around him became louder and louder.

The undead were questioning Grandma Wang's ability to work, and they all said that the young man had already drunk the soup.

Grandma Wang, who was about to be furious, forced herself to hold back her voice.

She looked blankly at the people whispering below, and suddenly she didn't dare to say anything.

She cherishes her feathers very much.

In particular, the use of this vocabulary of "old eyes" on her body made her very scared.

If it is spread to the city, my position... I am afraid it will not be able to be saved.

"Drink again."

Grandma Wang swallowed her saliva with difficulty and said to Qin Mo.

The robot arm came to Qin Mo again and held a bowl of soup steadily.

This time, Grandma Wang stared at Qin Mo with her eyes tightly. She must take a good look! Qin Mo picked up the soup happily, reached her mouth, and then poured the soup in the bowl on the ground. The soup fell on the black land, and instantly evaporated and disappeared.

He didn't drink it! This time, he definitely didn't drink it! He saw him fall to the ground with his own eyes! It's not wrong! Grandma Wang was furious in an instant and her temper immediately became regained.

She was about to speak angrily when a large number of undead discussions rang out around her.

"Why did this make me drink another bowl!"

"Mom! This is the second bowl! Nothing will happen if you drink it!"

"What should I do? This is an old lady with dizzy eyes. I must think that the second bowl is not drunk! Then will I have to drink so much at that time?"

"Don't worry! I've entered the Undead City, I must complain to her!"

Under the magnificent discussion, Grandma Wang's anger was gradually suppressed.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly and swallowed with difficulty, "Well... well, you've drunk this time, go in!"

Qin Mo smiled and bowed to her, and entered the Undead City with a swagger.

Grandma Wang looked at his distant figure with tears in her eyes.

My eyes seemed to be out of place, I was really dizzy, what should I do? Grandma Wang was trembling, it seemed that I was going to lose my job...
Chapter completed!