Let the system try to save the world

Time goes back to one hour ago.

"Is it enough to install it like this?" Shen Anzhi frowned and pressed a battery taken from the remote control onto the back of the eraser.

"Okay." Xi Tong nodded. He held the prototype of the radio in his hand and reconstructed its image in his mind. He left a thick spiritual energy on it and handed it back to Shen Anzhi.

If Shen Anzhi opened her third eye, she would be able to see that the pale golden spiritual energy in the past had wrapped this simple radio transmitter tightly.

Xitong warned, "Be careful when connecting the circuit."

"I understand." Shen Anzhi carefully installed the wires bit by bit.

Another group of students brought over a pair of assembled telegraph machines. They tried tapping a few times and got a reply on the receiving machine. The group of people cheered a little.

Although the students' operations were enough to make every electrician so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage, they were finally installed.

Xitong picked up a pen and wrote down the simple Morse code. He handed one of them to Shen Anzhi and said, "Now hand these two over."

"They will find out." Shen Anzhi said with some concern.

"Well, it's okay. Let's take another route." Xitong took the radio. Before everyone could see his movements clearly, the radio was equipped with four mechanical legs removed from the multimedia.

"Give me the phone." Xitong took a classmate's phone and wrote a small program in it. He pressed a button, and the inferior telegraph machine stood up tremblingly on the desktop!

"Have you ever played with a remote control car?" Xitong returned the phone to its owner. "Now control it and jump into the toilet in the bathroom on the first floor."

The owner of the phone got a mechanical spider. He fiddled with it as if it were a treasure, controlling the spider to climb up and down. If the people around him had not stopped him out of envy and jealousy and concerns about the battery power, he would have played with it for another 20 minutes.

"The other thing is my personal matter." Xitong turned to Shen Anzhi's direction, "I want to contact my brother."

Shen Anzhi nodded and tied the note with Morse code on it to another telegraph machine. "The first grade classroom is on the first floor. We can pass it down through the window."

The other students did not show obvious opposition. The circuit diagram was taken out by Xitong, and the multimedia was disassembled by Xitong and his men. He wanted to send a message to find out what was wrong with his brother.

"This is my plan." Xitong said, "People can't leave the classroom, but machines can."

"I couldn't get out through the main gate, so I decided to go through the sewer." Xitong continued, "The moment it leaves the school gate, I will send a distress signal to the outside world."

"The telegraph outside no longer exists." A student raised his hand and explained hurriedly, "I don't mean to discourage everyone... I just don't know who can receive our message?"

"Don't worry." Xitong's voice seemed to have the ability to soothe people. He said, "Someone will receive it."

This person is about to emerge.

Lu He, or Ningcheng Psychic Bureau.

Xitong closed his eyes. He had the entire map of Ningcheng in his mind. He didn't know the exact location of the Psychic Bureau, but he knew one other thing.

The Hehe Chocolate Factory, the birthplace of the Heart Eater's recent movements, is 56 kilometers away from Lewiston.

The person the other party was looking for had been in Ningcheng for sixteen years. Why did they choose to look for him at this time instead of earlier?

Something cannot happen without a reason. Xitong tapped the table lightly with his index finger. The only explanation was that the Lewiston incident was buying time for another thing.

Apart from the Heart-Eating Demon, Xitong didn't think about anything else in this matter.

In this game of chess, the opponent has already placed two chess pieces: the Heart-Eating Demon and the White Child (Qin Xu).

Xitong understood that the Psychic Bureau had already caught the tail of the Heart-Eating Demon.

The person behind the scenes used a beautiful tactic of "besieging Wei to save Zhao". The Psychic Bureau could not turn a blind eye to the lives of the students. They would definitely give up the siege on the Heart-Eating Demon and rescue the students.

Dragon Country is a country that believes that children are the hope of everything. Especially the Psychic Bureau led by Lu He, it is not even a question of who they will choose.

"Just keep him here." Xitong stopped tapping the table and whispered to himself, "The Heart Devourer is lost, I'll just compensate them with one."

"What?" Shen Anzhi was operating the radio and was stunned when he heard that.

"Nothing." Xitong shook her head. "Friends, I have one more thing to ask of you."

"Now, don't treat Shen Anzhi as a human being."

He slapped Shen Anzhi's dantian with one palm. Xitong recalled the silver-white strip that broke the surveillance camera. No matter what Qinxu's true form was, it was generally an aquatic animal with a tail. Fish? Snake? Lizard?

It must be something more than a small fish or shrimp that they have gone to such great lengths to find. Xitong's hands kept moving, adjusting his pure spiritual power into the attributes of powerful vitality and water vapor.

The basic body refining technique has all five elements of spiritual power, so such adjustments are no problem for Xitong. Shen Anzhi only felt that there was something extra in his dantian, which was cool and comfortable, not uncomfortable.

He held Xitong's wrist doubtfully, "Is this also spiritual energy?"

"That's right." Xitong explained, "Now you are not a human being."

"You too." Xitong reminded her classmates, "Be a little bit scared of him, be in awe of him, have a feeling of liking him but not daring to get close to him."

"Isn't this the same as usual?" Xitong's former desk mate complained. The school hunk Shen Anzhi usually had a stern face, and looked like an aloof and inviolable flower. He looked scary, but that face was really good. Isn't it that people like him but dare not approach him?

"That's even better." Xitong didn't understand the twists and turns here, and was very satisfied when he heard it. He patted Shen Anzhi's shoulder and said, "Keep it up."

"You are not a human now, and I don't know what kind of monster you are. You can make up your own story." Xitong said, "It may be a little dangerous, but they don't intend to kill people. If you can make it sound reasonable, it won't be a problem. Have you read the novel?"

Shen Anzhi shook his head helplessly. He usually either worked or studied, so he had never seen such things.

"That guy." Xitong had no choice but to wave his hand and call all the omegas in the class over. He didn't believe that all the children of this age had never read novels. "Make up a tragic life story of the protagonist of the novel for him and make him memorize it by heart."

The omega's expression was a mixture of crying and laughing, which was very ugly. Although he was happy to let the school hunk Shen Anzhi play the protagonist of the novel he wrote, this situation was too tense. He wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Let's get started!" Shen Anzhi said seriously as if she was about to enter the college entrance examination room. "I'm ready and can start reciting anytime."

"You only need to delay for half an hour." Xitong finally reminded, "It doesn't matter if you fail, I have other ways."

Half an hour was enough for the Psychic Bureau to travel the 56 kilometers to Lewiston.

Xitong silently calculated, if the Psychic Bureau can't do it...

He asked Xi Qihuang not to let Lu He enter the bedroom for a year, and asked Lu He how he led his subordinate.