There is no evidence to support this, and speculation can only remain at speculation.
She couldn't use common sense to figure out many of Jinghe's behaviors. They seemed chaotic and illogical... She often couldn't find Jinghe's purpose in doing something. If everything was just random, he would
It's impossible to stay where we are today.
In the paradise, if you act like this, you will definitely be eliminated.
Then what on earth is he doing...
Although being passive and slowing down work is objectionable, if you rashly label Jinghe as someone who doesn’t want to return to his original state, he may be criticized by him for several years.
Yun Tuan looked at Jing He's back and swallowed back the baseless speculation he wanted to say.
"Get some rest. Anyway, we are still in the preparation stage recently. Sleeping more will be good for your physical and mental health." She took two mints and got up to go back to the room.
"Well, go to bed early. There is no need to set the alarm clock tomorrow. If something happens, I will call you a little earlier." Jing Yu said, finishing the last bit of latte.
Yun Tuan nodded, yawned and returned to the house.
The furnishings in the room are not much different from before. This suite seems to have been specially reserved for Jing. The disposable mouthwash cup she left behind is still there.
It has even been cleaned.
After washing, she recalled and rehearsed the steps to stop the circulation device in her mind - the methods and steps were very clear. The only problem was that the human body could not withstand the energy of the circulation device and would be hit within a range of twenty meters.
Wear.
By then there will be no life left, so what can we do?
Before they were able to successfully arrange it, they had that kind of silver-gray insulated clothing that was very hard to withstand water and heat. It was made of a special material and could withstand powerful sound waves.
If you can find part of this kind of clothes, analyze the ingredients, and imitate some, maybe you can get closer...
The question is, does this kind of clothing still exist?
The clouds calculated for a while, calculated a vague direction, and then fell asleep peacefully.
There are many reptiles and birds in the tree house. Amidst the chirping of birds, the clouds even dreamed of the ancient times long ago. The days when they farmed in the barren mountains to avoid the plague were unexpectedly one of the few free times.<
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The next day, Yun Tuan didn't sleep in. Because she didn't know the bed and other unknown reasons, she opened her eyes at seven o'clock.
After lying there for a while, she got up and prepared to face the new day.
When she opened the door, Yun Tuan saw Jing He sleeping on the floor of the triangular room in a difficult gymnastics position. She silently walked around and went to the front desk to have breakfast.
There were not many people in the restaurant. Jing Yu was sitting in the corner, eating the most ordinary soy milk fried dough sticks and two drawers of small steamed buns.
When Yun Tuan was about to leave with the Jiang Xiang Pancake, he was spotted by Jing Yu. He nodded at the empty space in front of him and motioned for her to come over.
"Why did you get up so early?" Jing Yu pushed the steamed bun forward a little, "Try this, it tastes pretty good."
I took one of the cloud balls to try the taste. The skin is thin and the filling is thick, and there is soup, but it is not greasy at all. There seem to be corn kernels in the filling, which adds a sweetness.
"Well, it's delicious. I can't sleep a little. I'm thinking about stopping. I did some calculations yesterday. Those... uniforms I wore before can still be used. We can try to imitate them. If we can't imitate them, we can still use them.
The wreckage can be pieced together, which is barely effective."
Yun Tuan ate the sauce-flavored pancake and said vaguely.
She didn't speak clearly, but Jing Yu understood most of it. He nodded, "You will list where you need to dig later, and I will find someone to dig."
"Okay!" Yun Tuan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Also, I think Jing He needs tendon plaster, his waist may be sprained."
Jing Yu nodded, "Indeed, I still have a stiff neck."