As soon as Wang Chengzhu walked into the agreed negotiation place, he discovered something was wrong. There were too many Japanese people marked as red targets by satellite positioning technology in his field of vision.
On the Furong Street outside the teahouse, there are many expatriates from the Shengyang Kingdom traveling from east to west. Most of them are wearing red-edged white markings or simply white markings. In the teahouse separated by a wall, all of them are wearing thick red markings.
Hostility, I had agreed in advance that I was here for business negotiations, but without this psychological preparation, I would have thought I was entering a Japanese den.
Wang Chengzhu secretly praised it, what a magical passive skill, and then focused on the system window in the field of view, opening a notepad file titled "Guidelines on how to cover comrades in the enemy's siege for safe evacuation preparations".
As the saying goes, a good mind is not as good as a bad pen. As long as you are human, it is inevitable to omit details, but recording them on paper by priority and adding, deleting, modifying and checking can improve fault tolerance. With a portable system, essay recording is more convenient.
Wang Chengzhu has been making plans to deal with emergencies based on his past experience, and he put them into use now.
In the eyes of his peers, Wang Chengzhu looked around after entering the store, his eyes staring straight at the air in front of him in a daze, which looked a bit strange. He raised his elbow and bumped the latter's arm, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Why are you so dazed?"
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Wang Chengzhu felt the small movements of his comrades next to him. After briefly looking at the disposal plan he had conceived, he withdrew his attention from the system window and returned to his normal expression. He patted the back of his companion's hand twice and said:
He said comforting words: "I saw some things, let's not get in the way for now, let's go in first and talk about it later."