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Chapter 132 The Plan of the Microphone Building
All eyes are on what is on the computer screen.

Usually, this group of people always has many differences. Only when they face Su Yi, a mysterious man, can they stand on a united front and have a strong mentality of admiration.

The background of the video seems to be in the hospital. Looking at Su Yi's snow-white clothes, it seems that the injured person is himself.

It is impossible for this kind of person to be an ordinary person who can take advantage of them in computer skills, and there is basically no possibility of injury.

Therefore, this man went to the hospital and pretended to be sick at this time, which must have his deep meaning.

The picture on the computer screen was still going on, the characters inside had changed, and someone started talking.

The loudspeakers all over the work area on No. 29 began to play the sound inside.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Although you can still hear a little sound, if you get close, they probably won't do this, right? Let's turn down the sound a little, and there should be no problem."

"Although Hoo Robb will be very loud when he is excited, Jorah has set a red line for his voice, once it exceeds the ambulance will remind her!"

Could this be the reason why the man went to the hospital?
Will it be more exciting here?

Their expressions became more solemn, and they were even more unwilling to take their eyes off the screen.

Until the lady with a special skin color stopped their next move and shouted "Wait".

In the next second, the signal of No. 29 in the entire microphone building was cut off.

This abnormality manifested itself in this office area. It was the picture on their computer screen that froze, and then exited directly after blinking twice. Even the player was turned off.

You don't need to search at all to know that the cached files must have disappeared.

However, that person seems to be doing more than that.

The network signal of No. 29 in the entire microphone building was cut off at the same time, and they still don't know what happened.

No. 29, the huge microphone building, was full of voices all of a sudden.

After Jorah yelled "Wait", as if the machine had died, the metal figure stayed in mid-air, motionless.

After a few minutes, she suddenly regained consciousness like a person in a daze, leaned back, and her expression became lively again.

"Okay, it's settled. Teach them a lesson and see if they dare to peek like this." Jorah said proudly.

Su Yi frowned: "Why, was someone peeping just now?"

"Yes, but Mr. Su Yi, you don't have to worry too much.

I've been protecting you by my side, and I just found out that something was wrong, not because I'm here now, but because they started doing it—probably a few minutes ago. "

Su Yi nodded, and didn't pursue it anymore - with Qiao La around, he was quite relieved about this matter.

"In that case, let's continue."

The three started a heated discussion again.

Microphone Building No. 29.

The people here are not products of science themselves. They have the heads of various animals, matched with human hands, which look quite weird.

Although they themselves seem very unscientific, the people here quite believe in science.

The work they do, everything they do on the computer and on the Internet, is logical, that is, very scientific.

But at this time, this group of people who "believe in science" became superstitious.

There was really no way for them to solve the problems that occurred on the computer. After a battle of wits and courage with the devil lurking inside, the people with more skilled skills were still defeated.

This brought the entire Microphone Building No. 29 to a near standstill.

Some of them knelt on the chairs piously, hoping that the person in the computer would let them go.

Some were carved on wood based on the imaginary image of Su Yi, and his name was solemnly engraved on the bottom.

In addition to these regional halls, there are also some small offices in No. 29 of the Microphone Building, where higher-ranking leaders sit.

Such a big thing happened, they couldn't continue to sit in the office, gathered in the conference room, and expressed their opinions on solutions to the current situation.

"This matter is beyond our scope of solution now." The two-headed lady said with a wry smile.

Her other head added: "We think it must be resolved by another means."

"I agree with you." Another man with snow-white hair nodded, "Now there is no other way but to send someone to Su Yi's side, or to influence him with sincerity and show him our strength Be sincere, let him know that we have realized our mistake, and hope he will let us go; or use force to force him..."

"Sir, I agree with the first half of what you said, but I think the second half is inappropriate. The microphone tower itself is not good at combat. Trying to use this aspect to threaten Su Yi may give him a worse impression. , pushing No. 29 Microphone Tower into a more cruel abyss."

"Then follow the first plan—presumably everyone agrees with this part." The person sitting on the main seat, covered in black mist, listened to the people below for a long time, and then issued a gloomy conclusion. The words directly confirmed this matter.

"Three hours later, I want to see that you have determined the candidates for atonement, hand over the list to me, and I will personally send them to the place where they should go.

As for the rest of the people, now that the network system at No. 29 of the microphone building has been paralyzed, let's give everyone a holiday. "

All the people present stood up one after another, lowered their heads and replied: "Yes, I will follow your opinion."

The man in black turned around, his figure gradually dissipated in the darkness, leaving nothing in place, only his last words echoed in everyone's ears, and then gradually dissipated.

"I didn't expect that No. 29, the microphone building of the new fairyland organization known for its computer technology, would be threatened by others in its strongest field, and even had to spread the matter to the point where it could only be resolved in reality.

Oh, what an irony. "

The people below looked at each other, and saw the fear and shock hidden deep in their hearts from the eyes of their colleagues.

Then, they got busy and started picking.

"What kind of background do you think this new game should have, and what type of game should it be, in order to attract the Berserk Immortal Emperor?" Su Yi asked.

Jorah and Hurobber had obviously thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't come to a conclusion.

The three people in the ward already had a considerable degree of tacit understanding on what to do now.

But after thinking about it for many days, there was no progress at all on this matter.

(End of this chapter)