author he is neurotic

At Dongfangmu's request, Baiyou took away the so-called "Xiangyun".

In less than an hour, he was back.

And poked Dongfang Mu again in the morning way.

But this time, because Dongfang Mu turned off the external expansion relationship, he couldn't poke Dongfang Mu alive in time.

And Dongfang Mu thought that the white glaze would disappear for at least two or three hours, so he turned off the light brain and went downstairs to eat the nutrition prepared by the robot.

Just missed the time when Bai Yu came back to knock him.

It was still quiet outside the small villa, and the roars of some patients could not be heard.

Could it be that the doctors were worried that these patients would be ashamed if they appeared in front of that person?

But here itself is a planet of mental illness, is it abnormal that there are normal people everywhere here?

Could it be that the other party needs to rest because of his serious injuries?

Dongfang Mu was in a daze while holding the nutritional supplement.

The robot stood by and watched him.

That cold, emotionless gaze will always make Dongfangmu feel uncomfortable, as if someone with malicious intentions has been watching your every move, waiting for you to make some mistakes, and then he will come to you trouble.

In fact, Dongfangmu has never had any good feelings for the people and machines here. If they hadn't helped grandpa, he wouldn't have been locked up here for nine years. It is no exaggeration to say that if the people here want to If he strikes, he will definitely die silently.

So from the first day he entered here, he had an indelible hostility towards the medical staff and robots here.

He threw the nutrient to the robot and went upstairs.

Turning on the optical brain, the information from Baiyou caused the network, which has always been running extremely fast, to be stuck for a second.

Dongfang Mu silently typed:

I'm here

The speed of Baiyou's message paused, and then unexpectedly he didn't blame him for disappearing for so long, but directly cut to the topic: I have to admire your design, after integrating that pattern into the background, I always feel that there is an inexplicable feeling The restaurant is also very satisfied with the taste. This is the picture of the result. If you have no comments, they plan to sell the dishes in two days.

Dongfang Mu opened the file he sent.

No matter which restaurant it is, he has integrated the modified auspicious cloud pattern into the background, and because of the addition of the auspicious cloud pattern, it outlines a soft beauty for this background image.

Dongfang Mu looked at the pattern on it, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He replied: I am very satisfied.

Bai Glaze looked relieved:

Ok.

There was no news after that.

Dongfangmu opened the green net to read the information.

Because it was previously announced that the dishes that appear in the article will be sold to restaurants, so in addition to the discussion of the article, there are more decisions about the unexpected third-party platform sales of Dongfang Mu's novel. Some people are looking forward to the performance of the restaurant. It was also said that he was crazy about money.

Dongfangmu smiled bitterly, he was really crazy about money.

Seeing that he is locked up here, without money, it is impossible for the plan in his heart to get off the ground.

Although there have been verbal offensive comments in the text since he released this information, he still read it one by one.

Most people are looking forward to the dishes that are about to be sold in restaurants, and they say that to support the author, they will try it on the day of the sale and see the difference between their own dishes and others’, while a small number of people think that Since he's selling cookbooks, the book shouldn't be classified as fiction.

To be honest, if the interaction between the protagonists is not added in the middle, and occasionally the protagonist's friends are too cute to lose their IQ, otherwise this article will really be classified as "other".

It's also fortunate that Dongfangmu's writing skills are good, otherwise the pure newspaper articles back then would definitely be ignored by no one now.

He announced the list of restaurants in the latest update chapter, and announced that the restaurant will sell these dishes to the public in two days.

It didn't take long for someone to comment.

Without exception, they all exclaimed.

They didn't expect to buy the recipes from such three famous restaurants.

The voice that was clamoring "The author must be short of money, so as long as someone comes to negotiate, I will agree" suddenly became much quieter.

These three restaurants are very well-known in the Federation, and their good reputation has laid the foundation for a foothold in the catering industry. Most people like to go to the branches under the names of these three restaurants for dates or parties.

Now that these three companies are the ones who purchased the recipes and authorized them, many skeptical voices have weakened.

However, most people said that they would try it if they had time after two days.

Dongfangmu smiled involuntarily when he saw the kind message above.

In fact, the restaurant once expressed the hope that he could go to try the dishes made by the chef. Although they felt that there was no difference between the dishes described in the article when they tried them, they were always a little worried, and Dongfang Mu was the original author. I hope Dongfang Mu can go to the restaurant to try the dishes in person and give me some advice.

Although Dongfang Mu was eager to try, he still refused in the end.

He just said that he was inconvenient and would visit if he had time, but he didn't say the reason.

In fact, he could try to ask them for help, but there is too much instability in it. Although there must be someone behind the green network, it doesn't make sense to go through all kinds of troubles for an author, and his grandfather...is not easy to hide.

Even if the people in the three restaurants are willing to help, but in the end, it is very likely that they have just acted, and the grandfather and uncle will get the news that he will not be able to hide the fact that he has a spare optical computer to contact the outside world.

So after thinking about it again and again, he still didn't say anything.

Dongfang Mu thought while looking at Ping casually.

While in a trance, there was a slight sound downstairs.

He was startled, and hurriedly turned off his brain and stood up.

He faintly heard a voice: "This small villa should be unoccupied, major general, how about we choose this place, it is relatively remote and quiet in this area."

Major General?

Dongfang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the panic in his heart gradually calmed down.

He opened the door and went out.

A nice voice sounded: "Augus, I think I'm going to send you to retrain for a while, but you didn't realize that there is an owner here."

When he finished speaking, Dongfang Mu had already walked down the stairs.

The slight sound of footsteps caused the two of them to raise their heads, and they both looked at him in surprise.

Dongfang Mu looked around. The robot didn't know where it went. The first floor has never been decorated. The tea tables are all blank, and there are no teacups. It's no wonder that the man named August thinks there is no one here.

Dongfangmu pursed his lips and looked at them. He was a little nervous, but also a little lucky.

The two people in front of them should be the people who had been on the spaceship before. They still had medical patches on their bodies. They looked like they had a lot of wounds all over their bodies, but they stood up straight and did not let their words and deeds become casual because of the pain.

Major General...Military Department...

Dongfangmu thought of this, and closed the door behind them.

"There are no drinks for you here." He went to the cabinet to get a cup and poured boiled water for them, "but if you like the environment here, you can stay here for a while."

The two looked at him suspiciously, and Dongfang Mu saw the surprise in August's eyes.

Perhaps it was impossible to believe that a person with such clear speech, quick action, and normal thinking could be a resident of this planet.

Dongfang Mu put the water glass on the sofa: "Do it yourself."

"Wait." Augus stopped him, "I'm sorry to barge in, but thank you very much for your willingness to lend us your private space, I'm Augus, this is my... good friend, Ryan."

Dongfang Mu nodded: "Dongfang Mu."

Ogus said kindly: "Dongfang, thank you for sharing your private space, um...we are guests, so I want to ask you, the host, if there is anything...that you don't like."

Dongfang Mu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was probably asking about his own taboos.

He probably regards himself as the kind of patient who is usually easy to get along with and does not look like a crazy person, but once a taboo is violated, he will "fall ill".

After thinking about it, he felt that he really had no scruples. He wished that these two people would stay here longer.

But he still said: "When the robot comes, don't let it go to the second floor."

"Eh?" Augus nodded blankly, unable to figure out why the other party's "onset" would be triggered by a robot.

Dongfang Mu didn't explain. He saw that the other party seemed to be enduring something, and planned to keep silent because he was an outsider.

"Basically no one will come here, so don't be afraid that others will find you, unless you are equipped with trackers." He said as he stepped up the stairs.

When he turned the corner, he saw sharply that the other party turned on the optical brain.

The screen mapped by the optical brain was similar to the screen of his own optical brain, and Dongfang Mu was a little surprised.

Because his optical computer is a backup optical computer, its performance is not as good as the main optical computer that registered the complete identity information at the beginning. The size of the screen is one of the differentiating factors between the main computer and the non-use optical computer.

The person in front of him is also using a backup optical brain. If the main optical brain is not taken away, it is not suitable for use in the current situation.

He heard the other party say something in a low voice: "Brother, it's me..." Then the voice was suppressed even lower, and he couldn't continue to hear it.

Dongfangmu glanced down with a complicated expression, and returned to his room.

Although the other party was full of fog, since he was from the military, he wanted to give it a try.

For nothing else, just pointing at his father and they are also in the military department, maybe he can find a way to get some words from the other party - sincerely pray that the other party knows his father or has heard of his father.