As soon as the research director shouted, the crazy song in the hibernating cabin stopped moving

First his eyes were blank, then he looked around, and finally he stared at the corner of the screen and drew a cold smile.
Wei Chengzhou whispered, "I want to talk to the No.1 material."
The research director immediately said "establish communication"
Communication was soon established.
Wei Chengzhou leaned forward slightly with his hands on the workbench. "Can you hear me?"
The crazy song on the screen gives off a strange syllable, which is like another language with a short, sharp and strange body.
Wei Chengzhou sneered, "I know you can make our language look different. If you don’t want to communicate, I can break you off now."
The crazy song stopped, and then General Black Star Castle said, "Does man know what’s in front of you?"
Wei Chengzhou lightly shrugged his shoulders. "I know that you have many names. It is said that the first thing like you called itself the dominator of the old times when it came into contact with the world on our side."
"Some guys call themselves gods."
"And we are used to calling things like you different gods."
"god of different worlds"
Crazy song was silent for a moment before saying, "You lack enough awe."
Wei Chengzhou laughed. "Maybe, but now maybe you should fear us because you are the captured party."
Crazy songs look around more gloomy "capture? Are you sure? If I didn’t volunteer, would you really get into a skin easily? "
Wei Chengzhou made a sign.
The research director tapped a set of commands.
Crazy songs in the hibernating cabin suddenly screamed, "Damn it, stop it! What did you do? "
He gave a piercing cry.
It took a moment for Wei Chengzhou to make another gesture and sing wildly, and then it was quiet.
"Now tell me who has the advantage?"
The crazy song on the screen cast a resentful look "What are you doing!"
"grave"
Weichengzhou Avenue "We know that you came from the’ tomb’ to tell me the specific location of that tomb!"
"The grave? I’m from the grave? "
Crazy songs show thinking expression "I’m from the grave? Me? Who am I? "
He looked at the screen. "Who am I? Who am I? "
The research director suddenly looked at his workbench screen, and the two overlapping brain images were stable, but now the red brain pattern became blurred.
The synchronization rate figure has dropped rapidly.
After a while, the numbers return.
And crazy songs in the hibernating cabin have passed out.
Wei Chengzhou looked at the research director. "What is this?"
"The will model is incomplete, it can remember some information and has self-cognitive obstacles. Now our model has been damaged."
The research director wiped his sweat. "Fortunately, there is a backup."
Wei Chengzhou indifferently said, "Then continue to add."
The research director was shocked. "If you keep talking, the material of Skin 1 may be unbearable."
Wei Chengzhou sneered, "Why do you want to capture a fortress general as the material? He can withstand the situation, even if he can’t stand it, there is no 2 material."
"Just change the tool if it is broken to us."
The research director nodded. "Then please wait a moment. We’ll reproduce the data first."
"Give you five minutes."
Wei Chengzhou goes to the door. "I’ll come back in five minutes."
The research director wiped his sweat and shouted, "What are you waiting for? We have a 5-minute replica model of the data set!"
"The mechanic team quickly checked the instrument and changed the broken catheter quickly!"
……
Mysterious land
Ming courtyard
"reinforcements! We need reinforcements! "
A soldier in protective clothing shouted at the top of his lungs with a communicator.
A dozen soldiers in this courtyard barely built a front by relying on a three-dimensional armed force.
Is fighting against a part of the ghost, the middle-class twilight clan.
It turns out that even if there is no king of the land, even if the twilight clan becomes a mass of scattered sand.
But you still have to bear great risks if you encounter it rashly.
Fortunately, the protection provided by the soldiers can effectively resist the possession of ghosts, and they are not worried that their companions will suddenly "defect."
Even so, it’s still a tough battle.
The front has been withdrawn and then withdrawn.
If this three-dimensional armed fire hadn’t violently suppressed the vampire monsters and screaming female demons across the street, the front would have been broken.
This team is good at fighting while retreating. With the ammunition consumption, the firepower of the front line is no longer as fierce as before.
Finally, a soldier was screamed by a ghost and his heart was shattered.
Although protection can resist the possession of ghosts, it can prevent them from being broadcast.