Aliens, you are surrounded by me

It was already late at night when Wu Moxi was ready to sell all the products for the next day, and the audience in the live broadcast room was almost the same, maintaining at around 610 million.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Wu Moxi turned off the live broadcast sleepily.

It has been broadcast live for a long time today, which must be an exciting income figure, but Wu Moxi seems to have lost interest in it.

The numbers in the account are very illusory to him now.

Ray wanted to help him pay for the furniture, but he refused.

He didn't want to take advantage of Lei's ideas for no reason, and besides, he now had nearly 200 million star coins lying in his account.

Not to mention helping the whole family, including Mu Fei and the others to purchase new furniture, even if he is now asked to pay for the construction of an amusement park, it is more than enough.

Wu Moxi put all the food into the thermostat cabinet, then stretched her waist long.

Taking off the new terminal from the drone, he began to study what functions it had, and he had been thinking about it since the live broadcast.

What exactly is the form of interaction?

The live broadcast just now didn't seem to have changed. He opened the major websites of Winter Galaxy and went to other live broadcast rooms to watch, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

He has also entered other people's live broadcast rooms before, and it was very boring. Due to cultural limitations, most of the anchors open the live broadcast at the same time to generate income when their working hours allow, and it cannot involve the confidentiality of their profession. As for How to divide is not clear.

Maybe this is one of the reasons why 5383 live broadcast room is loved by everyone regardless of age, grade, gender.

Wu Moxi wandered around the star network for a long time, but still felt that it was no different from the previous terminal.

It seems that the "new type" is reflected in the functions of communication.

It is almost the ninth world time now, which is around eleven o'clock midnight on the earth, and it is very late, and it is not good to disturb anyone.

Wu Moxi gave up the idea of ​​randomly pulling people up to go to the bathroom and helping him try the functions of the new terminal, and nestled on the big sofa very kindly.

Rubbing the patch on the sofa with his fingertips, he felt a little bit reluctant to think that he would have to replace it in three days.

I am about to say goodbye to the old buddies who accompanied each other all the way!

He soon thought of another old buddy...

Spotted, a little bastard who values ​​sex over friends!

Wu Moxi suspected that it never thought of coming back!

His head was buzzing, and he was suddenly so angry that he couldn't sleep.

He reached out and hooked back a book on the table, and opened it to the page with the bookmark.

"Garden Notes"

This is a diary-style novel. The author is a woman who has struggled with illness since birth. She uses No.1 to record her feelings about going to an amusement park for the first time. It is entirely from the heart, and the text is sensitive. The viewing angle of the amusement park is very special.

Wu Moxi wants to use this book to understand the psychological conditions of adults who have never been to an amusement park, which will enable him to improve the amusement park from a psychological point of view, and avoid the embarrassment caused by copying the existing amusement parks on the earth ——just like last time.

Watching and watching, the eyelids began to fight, and finally couldn't help but bump into each other.

The book held above his head fell on his face with a "clack", and he trembled, his eyes narrowed, and then closed again immediately, he turned over automatically and threw the book on the ground, and his breathing gradually became even.

The next day, Wu Moxi asked Mu Fei and Old Feili to help set up a sunshade in the central camp after seeing off the Crazy Tooth, which was full of goods.

Rong Ling overestimated the old Feili, he didn't know how to use the analog module at all, and the two of them pondered the instructions for a long time, but they couldn't even turn it on.

Wu Moxi was speechless for a while, and tactfully asked Lao Feili to do other things, turned on the "Do Not Disturb" mode, and planned to study slowly by himself.

After half a world hour, he decided to give up resistance and actively seek help.

Taking out the terminal, he swiped back and forth between Dongying and Rongling's contact interface, and finally stopped at Dongying's page.

The king with thick black eyebrows and eyes was staring coldly ahead, with no smile on his face.

Ugh——No matter how you look at this expression, you think it's a refusal to join the call.

Knowing that the avatars in the winter galaxy address book are all unified and not aimed at anyone, Wu Moxi still feels guilty.

He should be busy right?

I just finished such an important meeting yesterday...

Just ask?

Ok……

Wu Moxi, whose hands were faster than his brain, hadn't thought it through yet, and the communication request had already been sent.

"..."

The connection over there was almost instantaneous, and Dong Ying's voice came over with a bit of surprise: "Mo Xi?"

Because she was worried that her face would appear on the conference table of the highest group in the Winter Galaxy, Wu Moxi only turned on the voice communication.

"Hi, good morning, are you busy?"

"No."

Dongying replied briefly, turning on his side to the holographic mode, and immediately, his upper body appeared in front of Wu Moxi.

Wu Moxi: "."

He unexpectedly discovered that Dongying was actually in the imperial court now, and the surrounding decorations looked like bedrooms, instead of being busy with government affairs as he imagined.

"Is there something wrong? Can you turn on the holographic communication over there?"

"Uh, no, I'm just asking how to use the analog module, and I don't quite understand it."

Dongying grasped the key question: "Why not open?"

Wu Moxi didn't want to see people with her blackened face, although the other party didn't seem to care at all, and she was very happy to hug and kiss yesterday.

Dong Ying: "Aren't you up yet?"

Wu Moxi: "...get up."

Winter Eagle: "I don't believe it, unless you let me see."

Wu Moxi: "."

Knowing that it is a radical method, but he has to prove that he is not a sun basking in his ass... Oh, there is no sun, he is a slob who hasn't woken up a world after the cock crows!

Let the terminal pop up a translucent menu, and then touch the button in the holographic mode.

Dongying saw the refreshing Wu Moxi, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Wu Moxi couldn't understand his brain circuit, so he just asked a question, and insisted on watching the video.

He didn't know that Dongying wished he could be tied by his side all the time.

"Are you okay today?" He asked casually.

"I have something to do." Dong Ying glanced at the bedside table not far away, then turned back to answer.

That expression, as if being owed a large sum of money.

"Oh, let's make a long story short." Wu Moxi picked up the analog module, "Old Feili and I really don't understand how to open this."

Dongying gradually raised his eyebrows, as if to say: Is there something else you don't understand?

Wu Moxi put her hands on her hips domineeringly: "Your instructions are not good at all!"

"It's very simple, I'll teach you." Dongying couldn't help but cocked his lips and asked, "Are you going to start planning the amusement park today?"

"Ah."

Dongying picked up a record page from the side and flipped through it: "Let me see, um... there is nothing particularly important today, I have to write something, we don't need to go out, let's go together!"

After speaking, he turned the record page with densely written itinerary back on the desktop.

"Together?"

Wu Moxi didn't understand what he meant for a while, maybe this guy planned to take the opportunity to run to his side and take an impromptu trip, right?

Winter Eagle picked up the terminal and a thick stack of record pages and walked towards the office.

While walking, he taught Wu Moxi how to operate the simulation module.

It's really simple, it's just that I couldn't figure out the way before.

Wu Moxi's mentality collapsed, what kind of broken thing makes him look stupid!

"Okay, I have learned it. I will study other functions slowly. If you have something to do, go to it."

"It's okay, together."

Winter Eagle has already decided what to do today.

He put the terminal on the desk in the office room, went out and gave a few words to the guards in the passage, and then turned back.

Seeing that Wu Moxi was trying the above functions one by one in front of the instruction manual, he asked enthusiastically, "Shall I teach you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." The Earthman maintained his last stubbornness.

Winterhawk smiled.

Turn on the "interaction" function on the terminal, and without Wu Moxi noticing, quietly delineate the scope of the scene.

Wu Moxi looked up and found that Dongying had already walked in front of him.

?

Why so close?

He raised his head, bared his teeth at him, continued to lower his head and concentrate on tinkering with the module, followed the tutorial in the instructions to demonstrate an ordinary house in front of him, and then deformed, deformed, and deformed again through brain control.

"Ha, fun!"

Dongying sat next to him with a smile in his eyes, watching him play.

So, he watched helplessly as he used the simulation module to generate a bunch of earth buildings that he had seen in books.

He vaguely remembered the names of those buildings.

The Roman Arena, the Eiffel Tower, the Yangtze River Bridge...

Because the technology is not good enough, they are all a little deformed.

After being ignored for a long time, Dong Ying finally couldn't help reminding: "Turn on the interactive function of the new terminal."

"what?"

Wu Moxi looked towards the terminal, only to realize that Dong Ying had sent him an invitation to "interact".

accept.

The surrounding scene seems to have changed a little bit, but it doesn't seem to have changed. Like the previous hologram, it has a limited range.

Wu Moxi turned her head to look at Dong Ying, and blinked: "What? It's not some kind of rubbish function, is it?"

He saw a gentle smile on Dongying's face, raised his hand to his shoulder, and brought his face closer.

Laughing to death, want to play virtual kissing game again?

Wu Moxi laughed mercilessly.

"Come on!" He pointed to his cheek with his index finger, full of provocation.

Hey, are you angry?

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders being hugged by warm hands.

???

The real touch made him feel that something was going wrong, so he jumped up and hid to the side.

Before it was too late, he was kissed hard on the face.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

……

Wu Moxi pushed away the winter eagle on her body, rolled and scrambled to get up from the ground, and almost lost her position.

He pulled up the clothes that had been torn off his shoulders, covered his sore mouth, and angrily scolded Winter Eagle with tears in his eyes.

"What kind of rubbish function is this!"

"I think it's a great feature."

Dong Ying pursed his lips, reminiscing about the taste just now, and looked at the prey with bright eyes.

I can't eat enough, I still want to eat.

Wu Moxi jumped up keenly, and took a few steps back: "Don't you have anything to do? His Majesty Winter Eagle, the supreme supreme of the Winter Galaxy!"

Dong Ying looked at the record page on the table disappointedly, walked back to the table and sat down, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, looking a little impatient.

It was only then that Wu Moxi noticed that, unlike the holographic communication scene, he and Dong Ying seemed to be wrapped in a virtual scene, and each side took up half of the scene, but people could interact with each other without restriction. back and forth.

It should still be a virtual picture, but the touch is too real!

I have to lament the gap in technology.

and many more……

He looked around guiltily.

The one just now... won't be seen by anyone, right?

Seeing his thieves' appearance, Dongying turned his chair in the other direction, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the hidden communication mode is on."

Wu Moxi breathed a sigh of relief, and had to lament the gap in technology again.

He glanced at Dongying, and accused bluntly: "You disturbed my design of the amusement park, please contact me next time!"

Dongying cleared his throat, picked up the record page on the table: "No need, I'm going to start working too, I won't disturb you anymore."

It was rare for him to explain earnestly and eagerly, for fear that Wu Moxi would end the communication as simply as turning off the live broadcast.

In fact, Wu Moxi also wanted to hear other people's suggestions. Originally, he wanted to ask Old Feili and the others for their opinions after the design was completed. Now that Dongying is here, it is good to adjust at any time.

After Dongying solemnly promised that there would be no more unruly behavior today, Wu Moxi "reluctantly" agreed to keep in touch with him.

According to the operation method he had mastered before, he first set out to design an area that he is best at and can completely copy the earth model - the food street.

First, a formal dining room is essential.

Watching Dongying lower his head to write something, he casually picked up a washed pear from the fruit basket, and while eating, he imagined what the restaurant would look like.

At least 200 people must be accommodated at the same time.

Should dinner and fast food be divided into two restaurants, or two parts of one restaurant?

It's better to be together.

How about expanding the scale to 400 people... 500 people?

Too much?

How about adding the planned food stalls?

Thinking about it, the food street has become a food city.

No, it's okay, there are many types of snacks, not all of them have to be placed in the restaurant...

Wu Moxi took a bite of the pear, so entangled that her facial features were almost wrinkled together.

Suddenly, his movements stopped, he looked up, and saw that in the other half of the virtual scene, Dong Ying was also looking up at him.

Wu Moxi stretched out the half-eaten pear to Dongying.

"Do you want to eat?"

"No such function."

"It's still not advanced enough, how about... Smell?"

"...No."

Wu Moxi stuffed the pear into her mouth with peace of mind, took a big bite, and clicked——

Winter Eagle: "..."

He saw that the translucent holographic model in front of Wu Moxi was changing.

The house he just designed has tripled in size, and the level has been increased to three floors. A pile of twisted and unidentified objects first appeared on the original flat roof, and then some of the piled up things turned into spiers and houses. They merged into one, and some of them turned into shapes of various foods suspended on the roof and walls, while others turned into things he didn't recognize—animals with exaggerated shapes and wings.

Seeing his concentration, Dongying also started to do his own thing.

Neither of them spoke, one pulled down the screen that was projected in the air, drew dots on it, and wrote down two strokes on the record page from time to time, while the other sat cross-legged on the ground, using his finger to dial on the virtual building. To dial back and forth, a little bit to correct the imperfect shape.

Time passed in silence.

After a long time, Wu Moxi straightened her back, satisfied with how she saw her first masterpiece.

He showed the dining room in section and began to arrange the structure inside.

Because he was not sure which food was more popular in the Winter Galaxy, he directly divided the restaurant area into two, one side was for dinner, the other side was for fast food, and the stall selling snacks was placed not far from the entrance, and a separate area was isolated The slender shape of the space allows visitors to buy it when they enter the door.

The profit of snacks will not be lower than that of meals and fast food, and cheap things can always deflate people's wallets unknowingly.

Kitchen, dining table, tables and chairs, partitions, and a small stage...

When Wu Moxi finished eating the pears in his hand, the restaurant was also designed. He made the model present a semi-transparent preview state, looked left and right, and finally moved the overall position a little farther away from the road, and in the front A small flower bed and benches were placed.

perfect!

Wu Moxi snapped her fingers, which meant that everything was done.

Hearing the movement, Dongying opened the screen in front of him and looked towards him.

"All right?"

"It's just one room."

Wu Moxi said modestly, but her expression was 100% satisfied and proud.

Dong Ying chuckled, and returned to his own affairs.

Wu Moxi tilted her head and looked at him for a while, a little curious: "Are you busy with important things?"

As an outsider, he knew that he shouldn't try to spy on the working situation of the king of the cold winter galaxy, and he regretted it when he asked, thinking that it would be fine even if he was inconvenient to answer.

Unexpectedly, Dongying didn't mean to hide anything from him.

"Yesterday, when Lei thought of the General Mansion, he had already handed over Tangshan's full authority to the General Mansion. In the morning, the relevant departments estimated the remaining quantity of Tangshan energy stones and gave me feedback."

Wu Moxi was curious: "Surplus? How much is left?"

Winter Eagle heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair: "It's only enough for people in the entire galaxy to use it for less than a year."

"...Ah!" It seemed like a tricky question.

This Lei Xiang is really good at calculating, giving the new king a favor with the mine that is about to be exhausted?

Good guy!

The emotional Wu Moxi thought that he might also be stepping on a lot of energy stones, and wanted to say something, and immediately turned the matter over under the call of the rational side.

Dongying was immersed in his own thoughts, and didn't notice any abnormalities in him. His voice was very gloomy: "Others are fine. The most important thing is how to solve the problem of electricity. I have no idea now."

He rubbed his knuckles against his forehead, and it was obvious that he was very distressed.

Wu Moxi couldn't bear to watch him worry, and suggested: "For electricity, you can try to build a power plant."

Dongying paused: "What?"

Wu Moxi walked to his table, squatted down, and supported his chin with his hands on the table: "Your galaxy relies too much on energy stones, and has lost the basic power of discovery and creativity in terms of energy."

Of course, it's not just a matter of overdependence.

Dong Ying froze for a moment, and soon realized that he was right.

He made a gesture of listening carefully, waiting for his next words.

"Energy can only be provided by power stones. I don't believe your ancestors didn't discover it. Why don't you go to the Royal Library to look through the history books?"

"...I will go, let me tell you about your method first."

"Wind energy, water energy, light energy, these can all be used as energy sources. Of course, there is also fire." Wu Moxi was talking, thinking of Dongying's original purpose of approaching him.

At that time, he was the only S+-level prisoner in the Winter galaxy. After getting the opportunity, he did not choose to escape, but appeared in front of himself for his people.

Also stole two corn!

Thinking of the past, Wu Moxi couldn't help laughing.

At that time, Dongying was covered in thorns all over his body, but he had nowhere to vent his hostility, and the defense he gathered with all his strength was defeated by strange food time and time again.

Rare black history!

At that time, the whole process should be recorded, hahaha!

Wu Moxi rested her chin on the table, her mind was scattered in a mess, but her bright eyes stared at Dong Ying from bottom to top.

He frowned, thinking so seriously that he didn't even notice that Wu Moxi made a face at him.

After a long time, his tense body finally relaxed. He leaned forward slightly, put his arms on the desk and looked at Wu Moxi, admiring the bright stars in his eyes.

"I want to try to make a plan for this, help me."

"no problem!"

Regarding saving the mining of Tangshan Energy Stones, the General Mansion listed several plans overnight, and sent them to His Majesty Dongying together with all the materials of Tangshan in the morning.

Even Dongying himself didn't expect that he would have the idea of ​​abandoning Tangshan directly under the reminder of an outsider, and began to study the use of new energy sources, and use these energy sources to build large-scale power stations throughout the galaxy.

As the crown prince, Dongying has a lot of knowledge about energy. Although he is not as rich as people with related majors, his common sense is much better than ordinary people.

Although there are many energy academics, no one is willing to take the risk of changing anything.

For tens of thousands of years, the Winter galaxy has been living like this, and it is doing very well. Under this premise, no one is willing to take the risk of proposing the use of other energy sources to replace power stones-these energy research scholars are unpopular Enthusiasts, pure theoreticians.

To put it bluntly, it is a decoration.

Now, they have to make a change!

In view of the fact that the current Winter Eagle does not need too advanced theories, Wu Moxi retained his big move - Dr. Liu's think tank.

He ran back to the bookshelf, climbed the ladder and found several popular science books on energy, including the generation and use of energy, and how to turn energy into energy.

Wu Moxi pushed the book to him and asked him to read it by himself.

At first, he doubted whether the interactive function of the new terminal could allow the other party to read his book. Later, he found that he was too worried, as if there were no restrictions other than eating.

"It's amazing!" Wu Moxi stood beside Dong Ying, turning the pages of the book with him, shaking her head and sighing, "What is the principle of interaction?"

Dongying glanced at the title of the book, "New Energy for Sustainable Development", and looked up at him with a smile: "It's very simple, it's just capture and release, it's an extension of the sharing of somatosensory, use your smart head to think about it and you'll understand .”

Wu Moxi: "."

Sorry to disappoint you, I don't understand.

For something that has never been touched, no matter how simple the theory is, it is impossible to understand it immediately.

For him, the interactive function is equivalent to that of new energy for Dongying. It is difficult to understand.

Hey!Who's not a bitch?

Throwing a few books to Dong Ying, Wu Moxi ran back to her amusement park module and began to design the next building.

The author has something to say:

*Xi: Are you coming here?Can't eat, can't eat!Slightly slightly——

*Winterhawk: Here we come.

*Xi: ~0_0~Hmm!No no!Mmmmmmmmm-