live in jail [interstellar]

"Yes, it's just a night's sleep, what the hell."

"If the anchor says it's not, then it's not. Everyone knows how to sleep."

"The day before yesterday, I drew a knife at someone, but I fell asleep last night... It's over."

"This prisoner, don't panic! You were just slept through for nothing by the host."

"Hahahahaha, brother upstairs is very talented, look at the anchor's face turning green!!"

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Qiao Mobai's explanation, not only did they not believe it, but they all laughed on the screen.

The person in front of the screen snorted, "Do you still want to hear about my new plan.

"miss you!"

"miss you!"

"miss you!"

There was an extra row of thought words on the screen in an instant, and a certain anchor stood up straight in satisfaction.

He hooked his fingers at the person at the door, and his voice floated; "Come here."

Huang Mastiff walked into this room that was only one-third the size of his own, stood in front of him, and looked at the things in his hands curiously.

The text scrolling on it made him a little dazzled; "You should implant a chip, this low-level communication tool will only waste human time."

As early as the last century, interstellar developers made chips that completely freed their hands.

The person holding a low-level communication tool in his hand asked eagerly, "Why don't you show me the chip in your mouth?"

"In exchange, I want to see your spiritual body."

The wild mastiff doesn't like to suffer.

"Okay, you go first."

Qiao Mobai nodded in agreement.

The wild mastiff was obedient, and slowly closed his right eye, when the dark eyes opened again...

"Day!" Qiao Mobai screamed, jumping uncontrollably to a safe range.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"!! Every time I enter a live broadcast room full of crap, I don't need to look up to know that I have gone to the room of the live broadcast brother in jail. What a novelty and excitement today, crap!!!!"

The audience who typed a long line last second stared at the eyeball in the middle of the screen, and couldn't help but reached out and touched the screen of their mobile phone.

"Is this new technology! 666!"

I saw that the dark eyes had changed color at this moment, and a thin transparent light film covered them. Qiao Mobai stood one meter away, squinting his eyes to confirm the authenticity.

The wild mastiff caught a glimpse of him who was a head lower than himself, lowered his knees slightly inaudibly, approached the man, raised his chin slightly, so that the man could see more clearly.

"Isn't this thing really a color contact lens? How to use it? Imaging directly in the brain?"

Qiao Mo's white fingers were eager to try, trying to pry his eyelids away.

"It doesn't have to be imaged in your head, it can be imaged anywhere you like."

The wild mastiff caught a glimpse of what he was still holding in his hand from the corner of his eye, and he was a little disgusted. This kind of way of not being able to see a real person, but only seeing his own appearance and communicating with the other party in words, was eliminated to the interstellar slaves on the lord planet. will not be used again.

He pointed his finger at the corner of his right eye, and Qiao Mobai, who was standing directly opposite him, felt a ray of light on him.

Qiao Mobai moved two steps to the left, and found that the light from the eyes of the wild mastiff was shining on the ground where he was standing just now.

The image on the ground is about [-] centimeters long and wide, and in the center of the page is a large eucalyptus tree standing there with its body blowing in the wind.

"For this projection effect, give it 99 points. The full score is afraid that the anchor will be proud."

"What kind of software is this rendering? The anchor is behind the scenes of the movie, right?"

Among the audience, there were also people who didn't believe this scene, and suspected that the anchor was directly playing the video, not a real live broadcast at all.

After Qiao Mobai saw the man finished speaking, many people on the screen expressed the same suspicion.

He held up his mobile phone, looked at the wild mastiff standing over there, and helped the audience ask the question he cared about, "Can this thing of yours contact people from the outside world?"

"can."

"Contact one and show me."

A sly smile appeared on Huang Mastiff's face, "I'll show you, you will sleep with me tonight."

"..." Qiao Mobai pointed the phone camera at himself; "Everyone, everyone, what you said just now is a magic trick, don't take it seriously, whoever takes it seriously is a second idiot."

As soon as the words were spoken, the audience in the live broadcast room quit.

"Don't! Why don't you sacrifice your body, anchor."

'Does the anchor's body still need to be sacrificed?He slept with the prisoner on the 11th for nothing yesterday, and now the prisoner on the 11th wants to sleep for nothing again, no matter how you look at it, the anchor is making a lot of money. "

"Strong request, sleep again!"

"Sleep again!"

"Sleep again!"

The audience in the live broadcast room were busy booing, and Qiao Mobai heard a strange voice coming from outside the door.

"That person lives here, we must see him!"

"As long as we catch him, we will never have to suffer from this disease again!"

"Zeng Dong, you'd better get out of the way, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Those quarreling sounds were getting closer, Qiao Mobai walked to the door with his mobile phone, and looked out.

In the corridor, Zeng Dong was standing 30 meters ahead, and behind him were countless robots in black suits, with red-light electronic dog eyes sweeping the entire corridor into a high-risk area.

Surrounded by those robots, the clothes on their clothes did not make them appear to be serious and nice people, and they could be heard from a long distance while talking.Qiao Mobai took a fixed look. "Yo, there are people making trouble here."

He lived in for a week, thinking that except for himself who would make trouble, everyone else in this prison was obedient and obedient.

He suddenly saw other people making trouble besides himself, and before he could see the appearance of those people clearly, he was very kind to them from the bottom of his heart.

"Mobai, come here."

Zhou Quan also heard the movement, came out of the room, caught a glimpse of a head protruding from the door of another room, and quickly waved at him.

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel with Brother Wen again?"

As Qiao Mobai said, he walked over there, the live broadcast mobile phone in his hand was not turned off, and everything that happened in the corridor behind him was clearly captured.

"it's him!"

"It's that person!"

Behind him, among the crowd surrounded by robots led by Zeng Dong, someone suddenly noticed a figure in the depths of the corridor, who was about to leave the place with his back turned to them.

The figure was exactly as Xia Gan described.

The man immediately became agitated, pointed at Qiao Mobai whose back was facing them in the corridor, punched the robot blocking the way and flew out, and was about to rush out of the encirclement to catch the man.

"Stop them and don't let anyone in!"

Zeng Dong's order was also issued at the same time. After finishing speaking, he turned around and glared at the person who stayed in the room dishonestly: "Georgian! I'll go back to your room now!"

"What if I don't."

Qiao, disobedient, Mo Bai raised his phone and aimed at Zeng Dong's face: "Look, Zeng Dong's face is distorted again, the master who pinched his face is so hard."

The face looking at the camera turned sideways in an unusually ugly way, and said coldly; "Since you don't want to go back to your room, these people just came to look for you, so you can receive them."

The author has something to say: Good morning~~QVQ