Chapter 292 The Sheep Entering the Tiger's Mouth

It was the second time that Tang Mo and Mr. Hu from the Anle Room had come here. Compared with their nervousness and anxiety the first time, the quietness now made them begin to feel the environment carefully.

The walls of the comfort room are snow-white, the windows are closed, and sunlight cannot penetrate.

The air in China is filled with the smell of disinfectant. If you sniff carefully, you can smell a rotten taste under the disinfectant.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, he knew that the comfort room was called peace, but in fact it was neither peaceful nor happy. The only destination for those things that were judged as redundant by the world was the huge mixer in the comfort room.

And the end point of this mixer is planting farms and breeding farms, which become feed or nutrients.

Tang Mo even suspected that the final destination of those who violated the rules and was taken away in this world is also the same. After all, no one in this world has ever questioned and there is no prison. Where did those who were taken away go? No one ever saw them come back.

I have to say that Mr. Hu's mentality is really good, and even Tang Mo has some admiration.

He has regained his calm in such a short time, holding Mumu and starting to observe the budding flower on it.

"This flower can bloom today."

Hu Bin looked at the flower and decided that its bloom is today.

And Ponyo seems to know that today is not a day to play freely. The tense atmosphere made it obediently lie at Tang Mo's feet, trying not to make any noise.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he sat there and began to extend his spiritual power continuously, observing further places.

In the glass house not far away, there are no human beings working, replaced by dense weaving people, probably dozens of them.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he observed them for a long time, and found that the five senses of those people did not seem to be as sharp as normal people. Perhaps it was mainly relying on the information transmitted by those "eyes", and they could play their roles better and more quickly by the command of the system.

This dense weave was really shocking at the end of Tang Dynasty.

She looked back at Mr. Hu, who was already a child, who was concentrating on observing Mumu, and decided not to tell him.

Otherwise, if he knew that he was so close to danger, he didn't know if he could maintain such a leisurely and contented manner.

They can't do anything at the moment, the only thing they can do is to wait and wait for the judgment of fate at eight o'clock in the evening.

If it is true that the rules have not changed at night, and Tang Mo has not found a way out, then in fact, she does not know what the final outcome will be.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he began to check the bead in his body. The bead of vitality was still there and there was no sign of wanting to merge.

Taking advantage of the fact that he finally had nothing to do, Tang Mo tidyed up his space again.

The high-level spar in the ?? space has been piled up into several hills. If it is used normally, she is afraid that she will not be able to use it in a few lifetimes.

I used some things in the small supermarket, but it was still full of them and it was very pleasing to see.

Two warehouses, the fresh-keeping warehouse is full of hot food prepared by her and some precious perishable treasures, such as the flower of spiritual power that arrived before.

And the other warehouse is no longer spar. After all, there are too many things in Tang Dynasty, and it is no longer a rare treasure for her.

The warehouse is filled with all kinds of treasures collected in the late Tang Dynasty, and some precious materials obtained from alien beasts.

The cost of food and clothing, as well as various treasures, and hard currency spar, all were readily available at the end of the Tang Dynasty.

This made Tang Mo, who was very poor and scared before, feel very secure, but even now his ranking is the first in China.

But the unknown disasters and fears mentioned in the email still could not make Tang Mo feel relieved.

Those five beads must be fought even harder.

The sky darkened a little bit, and the buds on Mumu's body also spread out a little bit in line with Teacher Hu's expectations.

Even in the late Tang Dynasty, who knew nothing about flowers and plants, he could see that this flower was not far away.

At five o’clock in the evening, only three hours before the announcement of the new rules.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, the mental power that had been released outside suddenly fluctuated. She took a closer look, and it turned out that a large number of weavers began to rush towards this open space.

The speed of those weavers is not in a hurry, it seems that they have found them and come to catch them.

not..

Happened!

At the end of Tang Dynasty, something suddenly occurred to him.

Those weavers are scattered throughout the city during the day to maintain order and work. At the end of Tang Dynasty, he never thought about where those weavers would go when they got off work at night.

The compiler is not a person, without a home, let alone a house.

And the only place they can go is this clearing.

And this empty house is their resting place and their base camp!

Originally thought that the most dangerous place is the safest place, but unexpectedly, this decision was to send himself directly into the tiger's mouth as a sheep.

But now it was too late to regret it, Tang Mo immediately told the matter to Teacher Hu, who was ignorant of the situation outside.

"How long will it take for a large number of compilers to arrive?"

Mr. Hu looked at his watch, it was only two and a half hours before eight o'clock.

"Half an hour."

In the late Tang Dynasty, it was only when the spiritual power was released far away, and it took about half an hour for those weavers to come here from all corners of the city.

In other words, they have to hold on for at least two hours before they have any hope of surviving.

The number of weavers in the entire city is extremely terrifying. There are not many houses here. If Tang Mo did not guess wrong, every house in this place will eventually be densely filled with resting weavers, and even the large vacant lot here is full. It is the area where the weavers rest.

As long as there are weavers who want to enter this room, whether they come in or block the door at the end of the Tang Dynasty to prevent them from entering, being discovered is an inevitable result.

Tang Mo closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down.

There must be a way, and in half an hour, I must be able to think of a way.

When Hu Bin saw Tang Mo's appearance, he didn't dare to disturb him at all, and could only wait quietly.

Time passed by, ten minutes later, Tang Mo suddenly opened his eyes and turned his attention to the weaver in the room who had her tied up.

She walked over and touched the knitter's body lightly.

No, the weavers are still on the ground and can't get into the space at all.

This weaving man is made by the world completely imitating the appearance of a man, and even the brain is complete.

That is to say, even without systematic instructions, these programmers can complete some daily actions and language by self-awareness.

Such conscious weavers can only be taken into space by the end of the Tang Dynasty like the previous weaver unless they are "dead".

I'm back. I've been really busy at work recently, and it's not easy to be a passenger in the summer. I will hurry up and update it for you. You can rest assured that this book has more than 600,000 words, which is all my hard work.

Thank you all for being with us.

(end of this chapter)