Chapter 1256: Dark tunnel (below)

"Things have become complicated."
Dragon Seven is not familiar with the blood ant, but no matter what, this is a celebrity aberration, and all kinds of information are public. A little search will give you some insights into their life habits.
And the more I understand, the more I feel that there are problems in it.
"There must be no Vulcan ant nest near Xiacheng, but these little things just appear here;
"The distortion lair we are tracking, the'superior' of the Winged Blood Bat, is definitely not this;
"The real hammer is the ghost bird under the control of the winged blood bat, which has serious malicious behaviors against us.
"Then the question is:
"The parasitic level of winged blood bat-ghost gut bird, for our'malicious', comes from the distortion nest we have been tracking; or is it because of this expeditionary force crawling over from the southwest volcanoes more than 2,000 kilometers away ......This is how evil grows to the guts?"
Long Qi touched his chin: "If it is the former, the Vulcan ant is a'disturbance item' that is completely unrelated to our previous survey and tracking events; if it is the latter, it depends on whether it is a conspiracy or an accident... Hey, this topic is too big."
In fact, Longqi feels that the live broadcast is getting worse and worse.
At this time, he was particularly envious of those programs with designs and scripts—he forgot. Many times he also let go of himself and had a great time.
Things are imminent, it's useless to complain. Long Qi wanted to discuss a general opinion:
"Next, continue tracking in this direction?"
Half of the bird corpse, and the winged blood bat that basically lay the corpse, made Long Qi feel that the road ahead was difficult. They can't accompany the Vulcan ants to crawl in this mountain forest, right?
At this time, the buzzing vibration sounded, and Long Qi subconsciously thought that his communicator was ringing, and raised his hand, but he was lonely.
On the contrary, Ruiwen next to her, the bracelet that may not have shaken in 800 years, sent a clear signal.
Ruiwen connected, and quickly confirmed the communication partner:
"Sister Maoyan."
Maoyan did not follow the "six ears", that is, the channel of Lingbo, but communicated through normal communication methods-which shows that the communication itself is open.
Of course, in the wilderness, there must be communication satellites and related hardware support. Corresponding forwarding equipment, Longqi carried one on his sidecar motorcycle, and he consciously went to debug the signal.
In the slight noise, the voice of the cat's eye was steadily conveyed: "...have been paying attention to the live broadcast, you have a lot of rewards, we are very envious here."
Ruiwen doesn't know how to respond to praise, so her response is somewhat too serious: "This is an unexpected situation. The original clue information is contaminated, and we will need to analyze it later."
Cat's eye followed in a chat style: "What do you distinguish?"
"The next step is the time to verify the tacit understanding." Long Qi has always played well, and he is confident of his own logical analysis just now.
Then, he heard Ruiwen's response like that:
"Before and after the changes in the temporal and spatial structure, the way and extent of external interference in the local distortion nest."
At this moment, the ridicules, doubts, and even complaints of "not understanding" made by netizens are not so important-Long Qi seems to have seen the shadow of "Professor Luo".
At the cat's eye, someone raised his voice: "This direction is in place!"
"Oh, who are you not good at...Forget it, I'll pass on a message for someone else."
Maoyan also sighed, and then cut to the topic: "Do you want to cooperate and act together?"
Ruiwen said "Oh".
Faintly the same person who just said "in place", lowered his voice to persuade: "Be more tactful, be more tactful!"
"If you don't use it, it's best to discuss everything."
Maoyan encouraged the person and continued at the original rhythm: "We have a scientific expedition team led by a senior professor. Last year, we were in the vicinity of Spring City and studied the ecology of the Vulcan ant colony. At present, the main research direction... what?"
"Talk about it, talk about it, and communicate in place."
After the mysterious dialogue over there, Maoyan continued to read the manuscript: "The current main research direction is to find a certain hypothetical "tunnel creature" and its The impact."
After chasing the cat's eye, there was another voice over there: "Vulcan ants are very important research objects!"
"Professor Ding, slowly... the live broadcast."
Maoyan stopped Professor Ding’s overexcitement, and continued:
If the research results come out, it’s easy to discuss any signatures...
"Defense force? There are six full-mand Deep Blue Walker squads, all of which are senior military combatants. Although they occasionally take on some other tasks, they will continue to receive follow-up funding and material support.
"After all, there are big benefactors behind this project.
"If you agree, we will meet you now. The distance is not too far, just less than a hundred kilometers south of you."
The public communication can be regarded as highly friendly to the live broadcast, and there is no need to relay it. The audience in the live broadcast room has heard the information for the first time, and everyone's mentality is a little restless:
"Damn, I must agree to it!"
"In this scene, spiral ascend into the sky, alright!"
"Promise is to burn MAX! All members of the program team jumped from the building...the machine!"
"It was the program group who opened the blind box and opened the big benefactor, right?"
"Calm down, the vampire can sit in the C position in Harbin, why can't Miss Sister match the six dark blue teams?"
Of course, there are more real ones who are still confused:
"Is the Vulcan ant so good? Directly hit a scientific expedition team?"
"The configuration of the scientific expedition team is also luxurious now. Is the so-called big gold master the legendary world government?"
"The scientific research dog who just got the Star Alliance project tells you: You want to eat!"
"Actually, I don't understand it anymore."
"What tunnel? What the is the tunnel creature? And that space-time structure...how does it sound like a hot spot?"
"ZM's most popular live broadcast, who is playing against whom?"
"Well, ZM represents the world, you won!"
In Lian Die's doubts and disputes, some people are crazy @龙七:
"Seven brothers quickly add a background introduction, otherwise, as soon as the professionals come, you will be laid off and unemployed. Don't blame everyone for not reminding you!"
Long Qi said that the baby is not afraid: "For such a difficult job, sharing more people is the most correct choice. But are you too optimistic about the burning of funds?
"If you round up, this is equivalent to cooperating with the military. For this highly sensitive project, please consider similar issues next:
"Can the show still be broadcast? Does ZM dare to broadcast it?
"Well, actually what I want to say is, does it dare not broadcast it?"
The voice fell, and the live broadcast screen went black.
"You don't dare to broadcast, nor don't you dare not to broadcast, so you just die to show us?"
Zhong Man was very annoyed. Starting from the sudden death of ZM during the live broadcast in the morning, the flames raged in his heart. When he saw the head of the data center of the ZM Xiacheng branch, her plastic girlfriend, and Du Qiong, who should have been working madly to save the collapse, Sister Du, smilingly accompany her to go shopping during working hours...
The chest is about to explode.
"Wow, Manman, you added some ingredients recently!"
"Enough of you guys, watch out for feigned death and sudden death!"
Du Qiong took Zhong Man's arm and showed a sense of strength that was not related to her age, and grinned to her: "Has ZM experienced fewer violent deaths in history? But you are right, we are indeed enough..."
After speaking, Du Qiong began to sigh: "ZM is not a professional live broadcast website, why should we bear this pressure?"
Zhong Man looked disgusted: "Typical capital-style remarks that take advantage of the advantage and kick off responsibilities."
"Sister, the capital also has small fish and big fish, right? Now the water is too deep, we can only be trembling, and if the big guys press and round, how can there be any advantage? The flow to the mouth is realized, and I want to send it out. There's no way—I also count on you, a big fan, to help me say something nice!"
"Would you like to be so exaggerated?" Zhong Man, as a member of society, does not forget to distinguish it while eating melons, "Don't scare me, don't find me, I can't even touch the sides—this time If you want to be a fan honestly, stay away and watch!"
"Think about it, just to help pass a word, please let it go..."
"You guys are really playing?"
"Otherwise, I will come out to accompany you shopping during work and fake death time? Sister, my PR can't come down to you, so I really want to be a female PR next step!"
Zhong Man ha ha.
Capital may reach out to its tentacles, but it is never possible to pin its weight on one tentacles-if you really think that you have a big face, you will get your face stepped into the mud.
But, though!
What's the feeling of being irradiated by the sun, shining, warm, and proud?
After all, Zhong Man was still past the age of screaming for others, just raised his face, and experienced the sense of superiority of the mystery.
"So, my sisters are really fans of a great person this time?"
"Of course great...you are great! So my female publicist specially found a store that Zhong Man was definitely interested in, and paid for all expenses!"
"What, don't think about me."
Driven by the half-truth and emotion of adults, Zhong Man was pushed by Du Qiong to a high-end store with a large door:
"Heart...Yoga?" Zhong Man felt that plastic girlfriends were overly plastic this time, "I'm an otaku, and I don't want to lose weight and shape!"
"Look at that!"
Du Qiong motioned to Zhong Man to look outside the store, with a pretty standard advertising screen:
"The Art of Breathing-Finding Resonators."
What blends with the text is a relatively abstract but inexplicably familiar drawing. It feels like a young girl with her head held up slightly, her eyes closed, taking a deep breath, she seems to sniff the fragrance of flowers, and she seems to be looking far away.
Although this outline has undergone some careful "artistic deformation", Zhong Man can still recognize it at a glance. She raised her brows:
"Riwen?"
"Look at it, I saw an ad in Frost River Reality, looking for a sympathizer who can synchronize with your idol!"
Du Qiong pushed Zhong Man into the store, and at the same time, her voice also gave the reception staff the best reminder. One of the guides greeted him with a standard smile:
"Hello, are you here to participate in the "Finding Resonators" global linkage? Do you need me to introduce relevant content for you?"