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"Of course, I'll give you a fracture... Ah no, [-]% off."

Lin Yu laughed when he heard this.

"You just said that it was a bone fracture, right? Miss Xiaolu, look, brother Yu is starting to reveal the nature of a profiteer."

Fan Lei approached the 'proprietress' and filed a complaint.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaolu was also smiling: "A [-]% discount is really too much, we are teammates, we should have broken bones all over the body."

A group of people talked and laughed, and strolled around the first floor.

"There is still a lack of service personnel, but you can refer to Jack Ma's unmanned hotel and ask the company to order a batch of robots to come to make up the number."

After walking around, Lin Yu calculated the shortcomings in his mind and asked Xiao Ke to record them, and then the group went upstairs to the second floor.

There are also corridors leading to the guest rooms on both sides of the second floor, but the part facing the stairs is not open to the public. Inside is the cab, and there are thick doors on the stairs to block peeping and entry.

However, Lin Yu, the master, would naturally have no problem getting in. He communicated with Xiao Ke, and the metal door opened directly, and a group of people walked into the cab.

The inner part of the cab is the room on the central building, where some auxiliary consoles, rest sofas, bookcases and even wine racks and other living facilities are arranged, and further forward is the semicircular platform that protrudes from the air.

The main cab is on the suspended platform. Through the hemispherical glass reinforced with metal frame and decorative pattern, the scene below and in front can be seen completely. Pride.

At this time, the mobile hotel was still parked in a remote and uninhabited corner of the grassland, so what I saw was naturally a scene of emerald green wind and low grass, I have to say that it was really refreshing.

"Well, there is still a driver missing."

Lin Yu, who had been here a few times, expressed that he was used to it and made a conclusion calmly.

It is impossible for him to just do nothing and come to open this 'house' every day, so it is necessary to find a tool person to open the 'house'.

"I'll come, I'll come! Brother Yu, I won't rent the room, just let me drive, no salary, I can stay here every day."

Fan Lei raised his hands excitedly.

"You are not as tall as the driving platform, and if you are asked to drive, will you know how to drive?"

Lin Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

In fact, for the pilot, he actually already had a suitable candidate in his heart, but he was not in his company, so he didn't know if it would take a little effort to find him, maybe it was time to find time to go back to Earth.

Chapter 3 Back to Earth

"Mr. Lin, is this going back to Earth?"

It just so happened that the mobile hotel also wanted to get a few intelligent robots to serve as service personnel. After making the decision to go to Earth, Lin Yu came to the Thunder Base that day.

The soldiers guarding the wormhole obviously also recognized Lin Yu. They seemed to have met Lin Yu at the previous bonfire party, so they rarely greeted Lin Yu.

"Yeah, there is something to go back."

Lin Yu responded with a polite smile, then entered the wormhole building and went straight through the wormhole.

The space changed for a while, and the familiar strong sense of dizziness and hunger came to my heart. After I calmed down, the surrounding scene had turned into a factory building near Changhai Vocational College.

The earth is still the same. Although the air quality and dark energy of wormholes are incomparable with the mountains and seas, there is a sense of familiarity and intimacy. Just like a wanderer returning home, everything is so kind and novel.

"Sure enough, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as my own kennel. This familiar air, this familiar PM2.5...cough cough, well, it's not friendly at all."

Standing at the gate of the factory, Lin Yu took a deep breath, inhaled the dust from the construction site, and immediately felt the strong malice of Mother Earth.

Immediately, he didn't dare to pretend to be deep again, and took out Fenrir in a desperate manner and walked away.

"Damn! It's a prop master!"

"The mysterious missing prop master is back?"

The cool and coquettish locomotive is so recognizable, Fenrir's hurricane all the way caused a lot of exclamations and voices shouting Lin Yu behind his back.

Unsurprisingly, tomorrow there will probably be a headline like "Shock: The whereabouts of the prop master reappears...".

A large number of first-line anchors mysteriously disappeared and their whereabouts were unknown. There was a lot of trouble some time ago, and other anchors came back occasionally to make a fuss. Lin Yu actually disappeared for a month. He either went to the mountains or went to the station. been back.

"Well... let's start a live broadcast."

Hearing the erratic shouts coming from behind, Lin Yu finally remembered his group of tool people.

The scum girl has something to say, even a tool person must give some sweetness occasionally. If there is no bubbling in a month, she must open a live broadcast to show her face.

Holding the handlebar of the motorcycle with one hand to slow down the speed, Lin Yu casually took out a pair of smart glasses that he had prepared several times in his tactical props bag, put them on, and asked Xiao Ke to help him open his live broadcast room on the hero platform.

There are talents from generation to generation. Although most of the first-line heroic anchors have entered the world of mountains and seas, the latecomers will always be on top. Now there are already a group of stronger or more popular anchors who rely on a large number of first-line anchors. The position that came out is high.

However, Lin Yu used practical actions to show what your father will always be your father, and you will always be a prince if I am not dead.

"Where is the tool man! Brothers, the boss is back, assemble!"

"Tool people gather!"

"Fuck, the prop master is back, hurry up."

"Mengmeng, I'll go to the big brother's live broadcast room first, how about a little delay in your talent show?"

There was a wave of barrage calling friends and friends in the live broadcast room, and countless anchors could only watch helplessly as their fans Tuhaobang Yifangguan left one after another, their faces turning green with anger.

What the hell is this prop master, making troubles, right? He has been in hiding for a month, but he started making troubles as soon as he came back?

Alas, forget it, I will also download it secretly to see it, the survival diary and technological equipment are still quite delicious.

In this way, in just a few minutes, a large number of tool people poured into Lin Yu's live broadcast room.

"Shocked! The return of the true missing persons!"

"Tell me, pigeon spirit, why did you pigeonhole for another month! A whole month! Do you know how I survived this month?"

"How can you dove for so long, you are ruthless, cruel, and unreasonable! You have the ability to be a pigeon, and you have the ability to broadcast."

"Come on, tell your reasons, we promise we won't beat you to death calmly."

The sand sculptors are still sand sculptors and kind, and they are all talents.

All kinds of ridicule and joyous bullet screens in Lin Yu's live broadcast room continued like a tidal wave, like a carnival of the century.

"I can't tell you where I have been recently, you will know after a while."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, and as he spoke, he accelerated the speed of the car and shuttled freely in the busy traffic. After a moment of pause, he smiled again and said, "But I'm not a pigeon anymore, and we have a valid reason."

"What good reason? Saving the world? No business!"