Blue and White Society

  Chapter 139 I'm Still Young

   "Why don't I leave the meat here and you guys go? Don't worry, I've already mastered the rhythm." Mo Poor said.

The old ghost was taken aback, but he didn't expect Mo Poor to refuse, and then said: "No, Taotie, I have to guard it. Don't be afraid, you can take the elevator directly from this floor, and the interpreter will pick you up, there will be no danger of."

Mo Poor hastily said: "I'm not afraid of danger...but I'm afraid that you will lose control again. Killing the robot may anger the Taotie again. Although it is once and for all, it can be appeased again, but there are too few of you, and there are only two members left." , plus a D-class..."

  Before he finished speaking, the old ghost calmly and quickly interrupted Mo Poor's words: "There is also a D-class personnel who needs to keep an eye on the painting, but isn't there D-202 who can help?"

  Mo Poor's pupils shrank, and he looked at the old ghost with fear and admiration at the same time.

  Just now, he even forgot that D-202 was on the field all the time, and almost said that there was only one D-level personnel.

  In Mo Poor's heart, there are only Xiao Feng, blond hair and brown hair in the D-level personnel. The blond hair sacrificed, and he took Xiao Feng away, wouldn't there be only brown hair left?

  This is an instinctive thought that doesn't work in the brain, and after all, it's not careful enough. Various storage items and precautions were stirred up in the brain in a short period of time, and it was a slip of the tongue that blurted out.

  What does it mean that there is only one D-class personnel? Don't treat D-202 as a human being?

  People are very sensitive, and they think that they have been harmed by the contained objects into this inhuman and ghostly appearance. And the brown hair is completely human, Xiao Feng even has two extra eyes, and his blood has changed, but the brown hair doesn't have any weird appearance, it's just green phobia.

  If it is said that there is only one D-class personnel, it is not the one, it must be 202, not the brown hair.

   Saying this, there is a great possibility of debunking it. Maybe 202 also went berserk on the spot: What? Am I not a D-Class?

   Fortunately, the old ghost interrupted in time, and followed the conversation, gently exposing the mistake.

   "Sure enough, I'm still not as experienced as a professional member. Their professionalism is as calm as iron, and I may not be more stable than them." Mo Poor thought secretly, and suppressed a trace of pride in his heart.

  The reason why he wanted to stay and throw the meat was because the old ghosts made a mistake just now, which made him a little worried.

  Those missed throws and missed throws, if it wasn't for Mo Poor's ability to shoot the meat in the alley-oop with his sword, wouldn't he be dead?

   This caused Mo Poor to think that he might as well come, he could throw it in with his eyes closed. Let the old ghosts and the others take Xiao Feng upstairs, and they are responsible for appeasing Taotie, feeding and stabilizing this beast.

  Mo Poor is absolutely confident that he can do it. In terms of throwing, he is much more stable than these members.

  That's why he proposed this way, but he made a mistake before he finished his proposal.

  Just like he helped to make up for the mistake before, the old ghost also cleverly rounded it up.

   Who can't make mistakes?

  Old ghosts and the others have been fighting for so long, from more than a hundred people, to only a few left, their physical strength must not be able to hold on, just now the matter was urgent, and the meat had to be smashed quickly. In this regard, they also gave an injection in time.

  There is also Taotie’s containment failure this time, which they did not expect in advance. They mistakenly sent Taotie to its soul mate, and locked it in the same building...

   But who would have thought of this in advance? Who knew containment could have soul mates too? Taotie's soul mate is here?

   There is no precedent for this kind of thing, it is really a blind spot in thinking, and it can only be used as a warning after it has happened once.

  In this way, it becomes experience, but this kind of experience needs to pay the price of blood. This time the containment failed, so many people died.

  It is not so much a mistake as an accident. The containment business is full of unknowns, so there must be a lot of accidents.

  As Lao An in the restricted area said: Do you know when the next meteorite will fall to the earth? No one knows when we will be destroyed by the containment, but before the day when we can't hold on, at least now we are safe, we have to persevere to the end.

  Compared to this, Mo Poor's mistake was too undeserved. He clearly knew what to do, but he just blurted out what he hadn't thought of.

   "I'm still too young..." This section immediately calmed down Mo Poor, he was just a common people.

  Even though he is capable, he is not as professional as the members. The old ghosts and the others stay here not only to deal with Taotie, but also to trick D-202 and the painting that the brown hair is dutifully staring at.

  In addition to this, Bao Buqi had other containment items running over.

  If Mo Poor is the only one here, if anything happens, I'm afraid I'll have to contact the old ghost to ask.

  He doesn't have this emergency capability, and he thinks too little about it.

   Regardless of whether the old ghosts are capable or not, they must do it. Even if Mo Poor suggested, they would not hand over this place to him.

   "Food is running out, don't waste time, immediately! Take D-80083 up immediately, Mo Poor...execute the order!" the old ghost said.

   "Yes!" Mo Poor stopped talking nonsense, and immediately led Xiao Feng to the elevator.

  In what the old ghost said just now, he was reminded of another thing, that is, there is not much feed.

  They only brought up one barrel, which was a hundred tons, which sounded like a lot, but the gluttonous food was eaten too fast.

   One ton in a few seconds, one ton in a few seconds, and it would have to be eaten in a few minutes, but the two commune members who went downstairs did not bring up the new feed in time, and the glutton had to go berserk!

   This problem cannot be solved by whether he can vote or not. A clever woman can’t cook without rice.

Thinking of this, Mo Poor realized that what the old ghosts are actually shouldering is a more dangerous task. They will not and dare not let D-level personnel do the really critical suppression. In special times, members of the commune face more danger than D-level personnel. big.

   Escorting all the way, only one blonde died, but facing Taotie, more than a hundred died...

   Thinking about it, Mo Poor felt that he was naive. Even if he dared to take this task, even if he had the ability, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

   This made him very unwilling, at least for now, he was just an untrained baby.

  Seeing the two getting on the elevator, the old ghost laughed while throwing meat: "This little guy, he just wants to run before he can walk."

  The member said: "Oh? Are you ready to recommend him?"

   "Well... But the recommender should be Li Qing, he was also recruited." The old ghost laughed.

   "Well, it's been a long time since I selected someone from the restrictors, but what he said is right, old ghost, if the glutton goes berserk again, the two of us alone will not be able to restrain it with the weightlessness instrument."

  The old ghost smiled and said: "It is true that you must have meat, but don't worry, trust your teammates, they will definitely arrive in time."

   "What if it can't be delivered?" the member asked.

  The old ghost said: "If it's too late, give another injection, and wait until it's too late."

   "Understood, but I can hardly step on the air, I've finished all my candy, do you have any more?" The member was pale and sweating profusely, as if his blood sugar was too low.

   "Not much more, I'm almost at the limit, the last box, half for each person." The old ghost took out a box, which contained large pieces of special sugar balls.

  The member directly poured half of it into his mouth, then looked embarrassed, swallowed it hard, and said: "You bring all the original flavors? It's so sweet! I'm getting tired of it."

   "I'm getting tired of other things, anyway, they are all sweet. Recently, I feel that the original sweet taste is still fresh... How is it? Do you think it can create a large-scale air wall?" the old ghost asked.

  The member tried the bounce, and saw that he easily walked into the air, as if the air had become a staircase, and then jumped twice on the spot, very light.

   "It's almost done. It should be able to be made twice, but unfortunately it won't last long. It's just a one-shot effort." The member sighed.

   "It's definitely not enough to make it into a wall, but it's enough to make it into an air spring, at least it's enough for us to run around... for a while." The old ghost said.

   "What if it ignores us?" asked the member.

  The old ghost breathed a sigh of relief: "As usual, take off your clothes to reveal your muscles. If you skin it in front of it, it will bite you."

   "Again... use this trick again..." The member was sad for a moment, and the faces of several brothers who died under such taunts not long ago flashed in his mind...

  This is a technical job that requires real extreme operations...

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   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)