Jing An was the first to react. He looked at Meng Fu and spoke almost instantly: "Miss Meng, which channel is the simulated one?"

Meng Fu turned his head and looked at him, "Fifth from the right, 1989."

"Right fifth, 1989..." Jing An read it once, opened the grid of the right fifth, and entered the number of 1989...

"Boom--"

The door in the middle opened again.

When I looked at the opening of the channel again, everyone present was still scared.

Jing An raised his foot and walked straight inside, but was pulled by his confidant.

His confidant was a little scared.

Su Huang glanced at them, sneered, and walked straight inside without saying anything.

This time, the passage was quiet, with no infrared, and no time bombs.

Until I entered a mechanical white door, nothing happened.

"What?" Behind Jing An, one of them looked at Jing An's confidant and couldn't help but speak, "Is the door open now? That's so simple?"

Around him, Dr. Chen, the blasting expert, also felt relieved. He looked at Jing An and couldn't help but: "Mr. Jing, why didn't you come to this lady earlier? This lady's mental arithmetic ability is really too strong. Is she the super manager of Skynet? Why haven't you seen it before?"

Everyone knows the danger and difficulty of this underground secret room, and for this reason, Skynet, which almost never shows up, was found.

The group, which is said to be Sang Management and Tianwang, took several days to simulate the correct channel.

And this Miss Meng fought alone, which was considered the correct path.

This comparison...

It seems that Miss Sang seems to be just like this.

Upon hearing this, Jing An glanced at Meng Fu, said nothing, and followed directly, "Go in first, you are waiting outside."

Meng Fu naturally took his cell phone and went in first, pressed the headset, and said to Su Cheng, "Stop the work."

Then he turned on the phone camera, took a photo of the door and sent it to Su Cheng.

Last time she was taking photos outside the door, someone stopped her and couldn't stand it. This time the door of the secret room was opened. She took out her cell phone, but no one dared to take a look.

Su Huang was not very interested in these things, so he stood at the entrance of the passage and watched Meng Fu, Jing An and others go in.

Hearing the blasting expert's words, he glanced at him, raised his chin, and smiled a little distracted: "Our Miss Mengzhou's only perfect score, do you think he can't be strong?"

Su Huang also followed Su Xuan’s statement.

At that time, the principal and the dean were chasing each other.

Jing An's subordinates and others also heard this sentence. If Luther had said that Meng Fu could program before, they smiled it without caring about it, but now no one dared to express their opinions.

The Industries University independent enrollment exam has always been a well-known difficulty. Everyone present is from the Federation, and no one understands it better than them.

Especially Dr. Chen, who graduated from Zhouda University and passed the independent enrollment. He was also the first place at the time. He couldn't help but turn his head and said to Jing An, who was beside him: "Zhouda University recruits full marks? Where did you find the gods?"

Perhaps Dr. Chen's expression was too shocked, which made Jing An's confidant pause. He had never participated in the Zhouda Self-Recruitment and did not know the definition of the full score. He only looked at Dr. Chen's expression and knew that the full score seemed not simple. "What's wrong with the full score of the self-Recruitment?"

"The full score for Zhouda's self-recruitment," Dr. Chen paused for a moment, "Jusda's self-recruitment is the same every year. Do you remember the no1 at the time? In my memory, he has always been the first place in Zhouda's self-recruitment, with a full score of 10, which is already a great achievement, but you Miss Meng..."

As he said that, Dr. Chen looked at the direction of the passageway.
Chapter completed!