Food saves the world [Interstellar]

After sending the barrage, the man continued to stare at the test result in his hand in a daze.

In fact, they should have thought of it earlier.The spiritual power of the healer can be transmitted through the medium, but there are few outstanding ones.In recent years, the therapist Liao Lanliao has made the most achievements in this area.Because his singing voice recordings will have some effect after years of listening to listeners, so he is not only a federally registered A-level therapist, but also a famous singer who is popular in the federation.

It's just that there is an important point to draw here. It takes a long time to listen to it to have a certain effect.

Moreover, such an effect cannot immediately curb the rapid-onset side effects like inhibitors.

In other words, the high probability can only be applied to people whose situation is not very serious, and it is useless to listen to people whose situation is already serious.

So even if this is a common sense that can be thought of by using one's brain, even if you know that your therapist's spiritual power level is really high, everyone subconsciously doesn't think about it.

The same goes for the last inhibitor.

Because if you don't have hope, you won't be sad and disappointed.

It’s like a child walking alone. He likes to eat candy very much, but candy is very precious and hard to get. Every time he has to go through mountains and seas to find a candy that belongs to him .In the process of looking for candy, he may feel very sad about getting himself covered in bruises, but when there is a sweet taste in his mouth, he will try his best to tell himself, it's okay, I have already eaten candy.

But one day, when he no longer had the strength to start looking for the next candy again, someone suddenly appeared in front of him. They had never met each other, but the other party stretched out his hand towards him, with the palm facing up, and in his hand was a candy.

At this time, the child's first reaction is not joy, but he can't help thinking: Does this candy really belong to me?Do you really want to give it to me?

Obviously... I haven't crossed mountains and seas to come to you again.

Thinking of his wife who was already bedridden at home due to cosmic radiation, and his babbling child, this is exactly the child who needs someone to take care of.

The man covered his face with the test report and lay on his back on a chair in the corridor of the monitoring station.After a while, an extremely suppressed sob slowly came out.

Others have long been familiar with the strangeness, but whenever they walk there, they will deliberately take two steps and pass by the other side, leaving a quiet space for that person.

***

On the other side, Ning Yan, the chief instructor of the Federation Military Academy, gave an order, and the students who were standing upright heaved a sigh of relief, sat down on the training ground and began to rest.

At this time, someone among the students who were resting on the spot asked, "Captain, is your father's condition better?"

The federal military academy is organized in squads, and each squad is a class.

Only someone replied: "It's much better, now I can get out of bed by myself."

Hearing this, the students around were very happy for each other, and by the way, took her hand and looked it up and down: "Captain, is your hand the golden finger that people used to say? And there were so many people in the live broadcast room at that time." , You can actually win the lottery, you are Ou Huang! I heard that after shaking hands, one person can pass his good luck to another person."

Usually when everyone is training, you throw me and hit you. All kinds of physical contact are also commonplace. The girl who was grabbed stretched her hand forward and joked generously: "Touch, touch casually, ten contribution points for each touch. I I am still worried that my contribution is not enough.”

Upon hearing the ten contribution points, everyone who had come over gave a mocking smile.

If it is not enough, some people are concerned and ask: "Captain, why are you suddenly short of contribution points? Uncle, what else do you need? If you can't do it, tell us."

Seeing that the other party was about to take out the communicator, the short-haired girl waved her hand: "It's nothing, my dad has recovered since he drank the inhibitor. The main reason is that I want to save some, after all, the therapist directly took the inhibitor. I sent it here. Although the other party didn't want anything, I can't really accept such a precious thing for nothing."

If she sent something to thank, she didn't know the address of the therapist, so she could only save more contribution points and send it directly to the therapist in a private message.

At that time, it is the other party's business whether the other party accepts it or not, but it must be given to her.

Ning Yan, who was on the side, came up to him as early as when they were chatting about inhibitors, and listened to his students discussing how to save contribution points.

The short-haired girl said again: "My dad used to like to dump those ancient plants and the like, and collected all kinds of them every day. This time, in order to save contribution points, he directly asked me to put all his stocks on the star network. sold."

Anyway, no matter how important those inventories are, they are definitely not as important as saving lives.

You must know that other therapists still collect contribution points when they treat people, but the bottle of inhibitors before really fell from the sky.

After finishing speaking, the short-haired girl took out the communicator and sent her transaction link to her companions around: "Please help me to promote it. If there are relatives and friends at home who are interested in this, I can give you a discount."

The others nodded in agreement, but the short-haired girl also knew that there were very few people like her father who had such a wonderful hobby, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to find buyers for this batch of things.

Hmm... Actually not necessarily.

Ning's

Ning Yuan mixed the fried fish with water, and then started to stew the fish soup like chicken soup.During the stew, the little guy who got off the bench picked up his communicator and began to fiddle with it, wanting to look at the screen with so many words on it last time.

Ning Yuan, who studied the projection function for a long time, finally projected his live broadcast room over the open space not far from the stove for the first time.

Seeing the densely packed characters slowly passing by in front of his eyes, the little guy stepped forward, trying to pick out the ones he knew.

At this time, a new barrage appeared on the projection screen: [Does anyone need rare ancient plants?There are eight horns that smell fragrant, and those that are dried like tree bark also have a fragrant fragrance.If you buy it, you will also get other plant gift packs.No deception, honest quotation, it is especially good to buy a smoked house! 】

The military academy is on vacation tonight, and the short-haired girl who has finished her training in a few minutes has returned home from the military academy.

Facing the father who asked himself expectantly whether those ancient plants had been sold, and how many contribution points he had sold in total, the short-haired girl couldn't bear to tell him that no one was actually interested in this.

After thinking about it, the short-haired girl who felt that she had to do her last best for her old father took out her communicator, and then used all her social platforms to send out an advertisement.

Suddenly, the short-haired girl noticed a small red dot jumping in the upper right corner of her communicator, which meant that the live broadcast room she was particularly concerned about started broadcasting.

She only paid special attention to one live broadcast room.

Memories of girls with short hair.

After reminiscing, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and her eyes widened suddenly.If that therapist starts the broadcast at this time, wouldn't it mean that her advertisements were also sent to the other party's live broadcast room?

The short-haired girl clicked on the live broadcast room with a trembling index finger, found her historical commentary, and indeed saw a barrage that had just been sent.

Coincidentally, maybe she was really lucky. In the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room where many comments could not be displayed due to too many bullet screens, the advertisement bullet screen she just posted was among the top.

Especially obvious.

What is it called?This is called losing face on the rightful owner?

what to do?Casually posting advertisements in other people's live broadcast rooms, will that therapist think she is particularly rude?Is it too late to post an explanation barrage now?

After a long while, the girl stood up in a state of dismay: "Dad, don't ask me to come out to watch the live broadcast at night, I want to be quiet."

After speaking, he floated back to his room like a wandering spirit.

However, what she didn't know was that the therapist she thought would be offended by her casual advertisement bullet screen didn't think too much about it, because he couldn't even recognize the words on the advertisement bullet screen.

Looking up at the line of words, Ning Yuan picked up what he knew and read: "Ancient, fragrant, dry, good~"

The children who successfully recognized the four characters tiptoed and stretched out their hands to touch the last word "good", and they could use the words to make sentences: "Mom is fine, father is fine, brother is fine, second uncle, third uncle, Little aunt, grandparents, and Yuan Yuan, hello everyone~"

The little guy who finished the sentence just dropped his little hand, and a small golden star was immediately behind the barrage.

As the owner of the live broadcast room, Ning Yuan's likes are naturally a bit of a special treatment.The barrage comments that he liked will be followed by a small golden star.

During the last live broadcast, the little guy didn't even know he had turned on the live broadcast, so naturally he wouldn't like it.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After all, in everyone's impression, the profile picture was dark black, and even the therapist whose picture and sound were directly blurred in the live broadcast room should be a mysterious and disliked person. Hilarious boss.

Isn't it normal for the boss not to like the barrage?What's so strange.

With such thoughts in mind, the audience in the live broadcast room still hadn't reacted when the little golden star came out.

When they reacted and wanted to take a closer look at the barrage, many viewers were even more confused.

A barrage of advertisements sells ancient plants that are useless and can only be used to smoke the house. Is there anything worthy of the therapist's attention?

Outside the live broadcast room, some viewers touched their chins and changed their positions to continue watching: Hey, or is it because their aesthetic taste is not as high as that of the big guy, so they don't understand the commendable meaning of this barrage?

or…

After pondering over the barrage again, the audience began to boldly guess: Could it be that Your Excellency Therapist actually likes such ancient plants, so he gave a thumbs up?

After all, this barrage is inseparable from those ancient plants throughout.

The more people thought about it, the more they were right, it should be what they guessed.

Your Excellency Therapist is interested in those ancient plants that can smoke the house!

What else is there to say?

The big eyes of many audience members lit up instantly.

Let's cultivate the same aesthetic taste as the boss first, then when the boss broadcasts live again, won't they have something to chat with the boss?It's not like doing rainbow farts like now.

Maybe the therapist is familiar with their IDs while we're chatting?

***

Because she felt that she had lost face in front of that therapist, the short-haired girl walked back to the bedroom with a dejected face, and threw herself on the bed like exile, with a look of lovelessness.

Suddenly the communicator at hand rang.She didn't want to answer it at first, but when she saw that the communication on the communicator showed that it was a friend of hers from the military school, she got through the communication weakly.

"Hello? Boss, have you sold all those ancient plants in your house?"

"What? It hasn't been sold yet. Then I'll wrap it all up. That's right, boss, I'm serious. If other people call you, just say it's gone, okay?"

As soon as I hung up a communication, another one came over there immediately.

"Hello? Old Wu, do you have any ancient plants for sale?"

"What?! It's gone! These people are actually faster than me?"

Before the short-haired girl hung up the communication, she listened to the boy on the communicator and asked, "Since all the dried ancient plants are sold out, then old man, please ask uncle for me, do you want to buy his tree?"

Even the depressed girl with short hair was taken aback, sat up and asked, "My dad's tree costs several thousand contribution points, are you sure you want to buy it?"

The voice of the person on the other side was very sure: "Sure!"

The short-haired girl had a strange expression on her face, and cautiously probed: "You...you don't like me, do you?"

Otherwise, it would be really hard for her to understand why people rush to buy ancient plants that are useless except for incense.