Mei Shi saw the mutant food they bought at the Hexi base. Mei Shi looked at the mutant food over there and looked over: red, black, white, blue, yellow, pink, and purple... Bah, I went to the wrong set_(:з」∠).

"Is this blue, pink, and purple really edible?" Mei Shi looked at Lin Shen and the others holding the particularly bizarre colored grain in their hands.

"It should be possible... right?" Lin Shen glanced at the "blue beans" in his hand that were said to be mutated mung beans. "I heard that it is OK to cook porridge."

As he said that, Mei Shi's eyes followed the small bag of blue and black things in Lin Shen's hand, which seemed to be rice. After staring at the rice for a few seconds, Liu Liu couldn't help but say, "Isn't this moldy?"

"..." Mei Shi also wanted to ask this.

"Hey, hey! You can eat rice randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!" The boss who was selling rice and flour who was picking his feet was complaining to the boss who bought beans and grains next door just now when a group of big men bought some food at their stalls, they were having fun, but this happened, but I heard a boy saying that his food was moldy.

"You can't eat randomly, especially those like yours." Liu Liu replied unconvincedly.

To be honest, this black and blue rice is really the first time I have seen it. Even Mei Shi has seen mutated grains at Base No. 2, but the base No. 2 is gray-yellow. Although it is not very good at appearance, compared to the strange color of blue and black, Mei Shi also feels that the mutated rice at Base No. 2 is more poisonous and harmless.

"It's good to eat some of these, okay?" the middle-aged boss smiled angrily, and even put on gloves to grab his own rice with his hands, saying, "Look at the shape, the grains are full, and look at the color, it's shiny and shiny. Imagine that if there is no mutation, it will be high-quality rice!"

"The key is that you are mutated..." Mei Shi was unable to complain about the boss's sales.

What does it mean to imagine that there is a high-quality rice when there is no mutation, so what is the mutation? What level?

"This... it's enough to be full, but there are so many requirements!" The owner of the rice and noodles stall choked for a long time and said this. He sat down again with a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and said, "If you like to buy it, don't buy it next door, don't be upset here!"

"Hey, I'm a small temple, so I can't tolerate a big Buddha~" The owner of the stall next door was not happy either. He heard a lot of them all the way. The color of beans in his stall at home was quite abnormal. He was too lazy to argue with these people. After talking nonsense, he stopped talking.

"Hey~ you guys..." Liu Liu wanted to say a few words, but Mei Shi was caught. It was because they didn't pay attention to their words. Besides, the color of each family in the surrounding grain stalls was not right. Now, because the voice was not high, the stall next door heard them disliked them. If this really made a noise, they would be really ridiculed by the nearby stalls.

"Let's go to the daily necessities over there." Mei Shi nodded to Lin Shen and signaled that she wanted to visit another place. Lin Shen did not stop him and looked at the direction of the difference between brothers.

Mei Shi pulled Liuliu, and Zeng Yucan followed suit obediently. They were very happy at the exchange at Base No. 1 except this little episode, and the space psychics who went to the meeting were always unhappy.

In the conference room.

"So what you have studied so far is the tearing space that you taught us before? Transfer space for a few people?" Some space psychopaths with bad temper came to this conclusion after a long and sleepy theory report for a morning of a long morning?

What is this for?

What are you playing ~?

The young man who explained this theory was also a little nervous because of his dissatisfied voice below. He looked at the calm Dr. Xing and his slight haired mentor. Yu Yuan took a deep breath to calm himself down again and continued: "The power of a space psychic can only do what I said above, but a group of space psychics can do more than this. According to our calculations..."

Mingyi looked at the standing there explaining their ideas. The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. The more he was wrong, the less he wanted to listen, and the less he didn't want to listen, the more he wanted to sleep.

Privately, Uncle Long Aotian, who was sitting next door, kicked Mingyi's legs in the chair. Mingyi turned his head slightly and looked at Long Aotian. Uncle Long curled his lips and shook his head, looking disgusted.

Mingyi can no longer agree with this, because he said so much later that everything about building a space transmission channel is a concept, and everyone needs to experiment together.

This experiment has its length and short, and it's fine if it is implemented in a short time, but what about it?

Who is all right at each base? Is it wasteful when I put it on the base No. 1?

At noon, there was also a lunch that was not particularly delicious, but was expensive. After eating, everyone was not allowed to leave the conference hall and could only rest for an hour. It is said that there would be any meetings to continue in the afternoon.

"No, I have the skill of talking with my mouth. What should I do not do directly? I don't say it vividly while saving time? What kind of a wishful thinking should be made at the base No. 1?"

The barn at the Hexi base seemed to have lost patience. After muttering and complaining for a few words, he looked at the faces around him secretly, but found that no one around him had agreed. There were also a few who were very afraid of the matter and deliberately put their eyes on the opposite direction to him. The way of drawing a clear line made the barn feel deep in his heart, and he looked unhappy again in a blink of an eye, rolling his eyes secretly in his heart.

They dared to confront the people who were in the meeting in the morning, and said nothing directly at Base No. 1 but no one dared to echo.

Sure enough, the No. 1 base was still an existence that everyone dared not directly faced.

Barn looked at Ming Yi and the others sitting opposite the conference table. Ming Yi seemed to be sleeping while closing his eyes. Another middle-aged uncle sitting beside him was sitting somewhere else and chatting and laughing happily with everyone, as if he hadn't heard Barn's complaint just now.

Uncle Long held the red date tea brewed from the space, looking like an elderly person's health care. He half-covered the cup and smiled slightly in a flash. He closed his eyes and focused on drinking tea.

Nian Yue sat beside the barn and kicked him slightly on the stool as if reminding him. Barn noticed the movement of the chair under him and was not speaking.

However, their movement fell into Tan Fei's eyes not far away. Tan Fei looked at the name of the representative base in front of them, and then looked at Ming Yi at Base No. 2. The young man seemed to be sleeping from beginning to end today. Even when the meeting was held in the morning, Tan Fei had no objection to seeing Ming Yi half-closing his eyes and feeling sleepy.

It seemed as if nothing could attract his special attention.

Tan Fei had to admit that he couldn't understand the many theories he said in the morning, but at least he tried hard to pick up things he could understand about the purpose of their trip. The people around him were like this, and because of this, many things became more and more irritable. Only in the morning did someone unable to help but say a few words.

Although complaining is useless, you should not understand what you should not understand.

Deng Guochao, who was from the same base, had a passionate chat with other bases. He smiled throughout the whole process, but asked questions without hesitation, but he could find out the things around him clearly.

...

"Mr. Ming, I've found out." Deng Guochao's honest face was particularly trustworthy. He waited for a while during the lunch break and got along with many people. In addition, at the previous banquet, many people could talk to him today. Finally, Deng Guochao came back and shared the non-secret gossip he heard.

"Hmm?" Ming Yi said nodded and did not open his eyes.

"The Comrade Yu who spoke in the morning was named Yu Yuan. He was not very old. He used to be a student of the famous physics department of Beijing University. After something happened, he kept following his tutor. In addition, he was a supernatural person in the space department. He did a lot of research with the teacher. He is still well-known in this base."

"Is this project he chaired? Or is it his mentor?"

“None are not.”

"Who is that?"

"I heard it's from another base."

"Another base?" Ming Yi turned around in his mind but couldn't figure out which base it was. Then Deng Guochao also looked strange. He was also shocked when he heard the news.

"It's the Lu Da Base. It's said that because the city was attacked by zombies, they had to send their researchers to seek asylum." Speaking of this, Deng Guochao lowered his voice and asked in confusion, "Didn't the young leader say that the news that has been coming from the Lu Da Base has been fine?"

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Thank you little baby Yihai for throwing a monthly ticket (book city) ~
Chapter completed!