"Well, several key construction templates have been obtained. Next, we can reverse crack and start to build our own Shanzhen fortress. I just don't know if 30 years is enough." In a garden apartment on the east side of SOHO, New York, the death knell looks at the brightly lit city in the distance and speaks to Hermione nearby: "now that human beings can enter the universe, it is still a bit conspicuous to build a giant space fortress in earth orbit."
A high-end apartment with a bag is worth a lot of money, but what money can solve is nothing.
Hermione hugged her own crook hill, and now and then she lowered her head and took a sip, while the cat was comfortably tucked in her arms. Its face was still as ugly as a wheel, much uglier than Carol's hill.
Hearing the death knell, she naturally knew what it meant and directly shook her head:
"there are not so many time converters that can equip shipbuilders, and the space for the traceless stretching mantra is not unlimited expansion. If you want to build a space station bigger than the moon in the same newt suitcase, it will certainly not work."
"Tut, sure enough, I'm going to put it into the ghost universe and trade with breniac 21." Su Ming raised his hand and touched the orange cat's head. At this time, the tower of the relay station had been put into the cloakroom of the apartment. The nun went in and arranged it herself. In the living room of the apartment, there were only the death knell and the apprentice: "have you been home recently? How are the Grangers? "
Miss Granger covered her face in pain, and her long brown hair swayed back and forth with her head shaking:
"I went back once and brought them leech potions, but after learning that they were forever young, they went out for a sweet tour around the world. Let me have nothing to do with them...
" it's OK, you can make money now, so let the old people retire It is also right to enjoy happiness. " The professor pressed his finger on crook mountain's flat nose, and the damp and cold feeling was very interesting: "but don't drag your magic learning down. The magic of DND system attaches great importance to the accumulation of knowledge."
Hermione nodded obediently, but then asked, "what is the psychic that you and ephrail said?"
"I think it should be a kind of soul power, but it can also be the power of emotion or spirit. Wait for the research conclusion of master Ilminster." Su Ming turned to the balcony, took a deep breath of fresh air, and moved his neck: "before graduation, you may have to run back and forth between several worlds. Help me watch the masters of runes. Those lichs dare to play anything. Don't lose my cypress."
"Masters, you can't exaggerate so much." Hermione threw out a white eye and rubbed the cat's nose with her hand. "Their magic experiments, in my opinion, are very rigorous and have sufficient theoretical support."
"It's not as simple as you think. They are now studying how to use magic to endow AI with emotion. If they don't play well, it will be a crisis of intelligence and equipment. Sepulk is related to the control of the whole ghost universe, and it is also the channel for you to travel between different universes, which must be protected."
The professor shook his head and cast his eyes on the distant horizon, where glowing buildings looked like jagged fangs.
Su Ming left for more than a month. At this time, the universe of manwei 40K was in early autumn. There were fallen leaves on the street, and the night in the mountains and forests was cool.
After leaving effilar for Hermione to play with, he went home himself and had another barbecue with gin. After that, they sat together on the study carpet and watched the firewood crackle in the fireplace.
The fire lit up their faces and cast two shadows glued together on the wall behind them.
"Come in. Strangulation smells you."
When they were about to drink the second barrel of brandy, Su Ming suddenly put down his glass and looked out of the window.
Outside the window, the stone path leading to the garden was dark, as if there was nothing but the rustle of leaves being swept by the wind.
His eyes turned into a dead fish. He took a helpless look at the gin, put down the magic floating cloak he was examining, and then called out to the outside, "it's no use hiding in a big flowerpot. Don't break my money orange."
With a crash, a head with short red hair and ears popped out of the leaves. Dressed in a black tights, she stepped out of the flowerpot with a cat step, and entered the house with a flip through the window.
She pushed the window open with her elbow when she was rolling in the air, but she didn't make any sound. After entering the room and landing, she gently closed the window with her high heels.
It's an old spy.
"You're cheating. If it's not hanging, you won't find my disguise." Natasha pouted her lips in displeasure, as if she had been a child.
"No, you need to hide your information. I can understand it, but what is hiding in a flowerpot?" Su Ming beckons her to come and sit and drink together. After all, Natasha is a maomei, and she also likes it.
The black widow took off her boots, stepped on the carpet, went to the side of the cask and sat down cross legged. She reached out and pulled out the horn cup from the bucket. "I'm not afraid to disturb your intimacy. It seems that the atmosphere was very good just now.""There are only a few people who know I'm back, and you're taking some risks here." Su Ming ignored Natasha's teasing, and then clinked his glass with gin: "come on, what's urgent?"
Natasha also clinked her glass with the gin and said "зззззззззззззззззззззз.
She raised her hand to wipe her mouth, grinned and took a breath, and then she talked about the business:
"the aegis Bureau has intercepted an alien notice, which Frey attaches great importance to and is organizing members of the think tank to study how to deal with it."
"Oh? It's new. Aegis can do something? " Su Ming drank up the wine in the glass and touched his chin. He thought, "it's not a letter of invasion, is it?"? It's the kind of "how much time do you have to think about it, and if you don't surrender, you'll blow up your planet!" The kind of
"It's not Asgard who's going to fight warnaheim. It's not Asgard who's going to war with warnaheim. It's customary to inform the time and the battlefield in advance," she said
Natasha's big beautiful eyes narrowed. She finally met something that she could not even guess at the death knell. She didn't want to hide and hide herself, even the satellite. She made a special trip here.
For what? Just to see his ignorant appearance, meow ha ha ha!
She also got up to scoop wine from the bucket and twisted her waist: "guess, if you guess, I will sleep with Qin wine tonight."
"Well?" When Su Ming saw the two girls laughing and fighting, he always felt that there was something wrong.
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