Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 As a result, Sharma actually endured it and ignored him.

　　 waited until they reached the top of the mountain, on a bare flat ground, a reception area like an isolation room had already been established.

　　With invisible walls inside and outside, BSL-6 biological protection is enough to block any degree of chemical pollution. Just two showers, you can entertain guests like Russell for a relaxing bath.

　　 In front of them, the table is already full of ‘good food’-here are unlimited instant noodles, cola, self-heated meals and compressed biscuits from the Astronomical Society.

　　Fei Zhai Buffet, eat whatever you want, and eat with confidence.

　　 Tube full.

　　 Huai Shi looked at the table full of things, speechless.

　　 You just gave the instant noodles, but you have some boiling water!

　　 Otherwise, it is crumpled and eaten...

　　 Moreover, Sharma had no intention of showing up at all.

　　 does not intend to be honest and honest.

　　 There is only a stone sculpture covered with moss behind the table, motionless, resting his cheek in his hand, resembling the posture of a contemplative sculpture.

　　 The face of that indifferent middle-aged man is full of exoticism, curly hair and high nose, the petrochemical headscarf Shanghai with an unusually elegant texture is decorated with layers of gold ornaments and an egg-sized ruby.

　　 Even the eyes of the stone sculpture were lowered, looking at the tabletop, not intending to look at the visitor at all.

　　 "You can start eating now."

　　 The stone sculpture's lips remained motionless, but a cold voice came: "Half an hour, finish eating, leave."

　　 "Where it takes that long, fifteen minutes is enough."

　　 Russell didn’t care, he sat down happily, and patted Huaishi on the shoulder: "Hurry up, Huaishi, why don’t you eat it? It's rare to have a treat from an old man.

　　 said, dividing half of the things on the table.

　　 Huaishi's eyes twitched, she had no appetite.

　　 Just kidding, he is no longer the one who can be satisfied with boiled noodles in white water! No matter what, he is a hell-cooking demon anyhow, just grab some stuff outside and roast it, isn't it fragrant?

　　 He didn't dare, after all, he couldn't guarantee whether the person on the grill would become himself.

　　 can only bear it.

　　 I will eat later...

　　 And Russell, already rolled up his sleeves and unpacked a pack of Astronomical Self-heating dry food, and began to nibble on the vegetable slices in the noodles and stews before they heat up.

　　 quack quack sound came, making people very appetite.

　　 Besides, I took out my phone and tried to scan the video to enjoy the meal.

　　 "Eh, how much WIFI? Why can't I find it?"

　　 "I don't have that kind of thing here."

　　 Sharma rebuffed indifferently: "I am not interested in what happened outside."

　　 hiss!

　　 Huaishi took a few breaths of air-conditioning, and couldn't stop at all.

　　 He fell into horror.

　　 is even more scared than when I first learned about the ecological bottle.

　　 A Zhai who is self-closing and can't even pull the network cable, this is the first time he has met-brother, are we okay? How about finding a psychiatrist?

　　 By the side, after Russell put down his phone, he sternly suggested: "Sharma, I plan to rebuild the heavenly genealogy, do you want a..."

"Not interested in."

　　 Before Russell finished speaking, Sharma interrupted him.

　　 And Russell was completely calm, as if a friend had no time to go online, and nodded lightly: "Okay, then forget it, I'll talk about it next time I have time."

　　 is not persistent.

　　 Even, no more persuasion.

　　 Instead, I picked up the spoon and ate the stew from the hot bun. It is known as the thing that hot wax and olive oil stir boiling things with relish.

　　 also casually chatted about some homework from time to time, as if he was really here.

　　 "Speaking of which, you should have entered the ideal country earlier than me, right?" Russell asked, "If I remember correctly, you should be... the second period?"

"Phase one."

　　 Sharma replied coldly, her voice without fluctuations.

　　 "Well, yes, when I just graduated from the fourth term, you left. I should actually call you an old man. You should also have feelings for the Utopia."

　　 Russell said: "It's convenient to tell me, why are you not interested?"

　　 "Inconvenient."

　　 Sharma’s answer is still concise and concise.

　　 He made him strong, and the breeze was blowing on the hills.

　　 Even if he let Russell come in front of his eyes, he still hadn't thought of any communication and communication plan-no, even if he let him in, at best, he chose the best solution after weighing the pros and cons?

　　 From beginning to end, Sharma’s attitude has never wavered.

　　 He will not make any changes due to Russell’s provocation or words, nor does he intend to put anything Russell said on his schedule.

　　 Say what you want, leave after you say, don’t come back when you leave.

　　 Huaishi suddenly discovered that perhaps this kind of extreme autism strategy is really terrible for Russell.

　　 No matter how tricks are repeated, the clever magician will be helpless when facing audiences who bow their heads and play with mobile phones. When the opponent doesn't care about the result of the magic, the dazzling process becomes less important.

　　 Russell seemed to not care at all.

　　 It seems that I came here just to eat, just to kill time and choose a topic randomly.

　　 "But is this really good?"

　　 Russell was holding a spoon and asked incomprehensibly: "If you leave it alone, there may never be the possibility of an ideal country."

　　 The stone statue of Sharma has no expressions, and will never make any expressions.

　　 just answered nonchalantly: "It has nothing to do with me."

　　 "For so many years, do you hate the Utopia?" Russell asked, "I think it should be a good place, and you should like it."

　　 Sharma said: "It has nothing to do with you."

　　 Russell raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly helpless: "You hate me so much?"

　　 "No." Sharma said, "It's more annoying than this."

　　 "Why?" Russell was at a loss: "When you quarreled, I helped you talk to you. When you were beaten, it was the medical room I sent you to. I sent you several times!"

　　 "Did I beg you?" Sharma said, "You should change someone."

　　 "Well, I admit, I had a little gloat in it at the time, and by the way, I showed my kindness and integrity, but you are not at a loss, right?"

　　 Russell asked: "Isn’t it very pleasant for everyone to get what they need?"

"not at all."

　　 Sharma reminded: "You have five minutes left."

　　 "Then I have to hurry up."

　　 Russell was taken aback, and suddenly became anxious.

　　 Then, he immersed himself in a big mouthful of rice...It was a pity that he couldn't finish the food in front of him.

One bite of scones, one bite of stew, and two more sips of instant drinks, without forgetting to say vaguely: "Since you are not interested, then I don't want to be too wordy... But I think the Utopia is a good place, everyone can Find fun in it, and you can do something, and you should be the same.

　　 Sharma, you should really think about it. Anyway, being idle is also being idle, better than being alone in a bottle, right? "

　　 "No need."

　　 Sharma replied without hesitation: "I'm fine alone."

　　 "I know it was very unpleasant at the beginning, you don't want to wade in the muddy water, I can understand."

　　 Russell finished the last bite, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, got up to say goodbye: "However, before leaving, there is one more thing I should tell you.

　　 You should listen carefully, Sharma, this alone has nothing to do with my intention. "

　　He said, "Ying Fangzhou is dead."

　　 In the short silence, Huai Shi seemed to see the silent stone statue's sight shifting slightly, but in the shadow, everything was not clear.

　　 "So what? Didn't you die long ago?"

　　 Sharma said coldly, "That guy is so troublesome, and not everyone likes him. He likes to be a hero so much, it's nothing strange to die."

　　 "That's right, you seemed to have a bad relationship back then."

　　 Russell seemed to have just remembered this, and patted his head with emotion: "If you have any blacklist, he should be at the top.

　　You should be the kind of person who annoys working with others the most, right? Especially the guy who is so rigid. Every time I quarrel, I have to be beaten on the ground, but I can't beat it..."

　　 "Recalling old things is meaningless."

　　 Sharma does not intend to participate in this topic.

　　 "I know, but I think you should know." Russell said, "He came alive again the other day."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "It is not appropriate to say that it is a resurrection. It should be said that it is a resurrection, right? Although the time is short.

　　 Russell thought for a while, and sincerely sighed: "My students have witnessed the whole process~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that guy's fighting attitude is really impassioned, not inferior to the past.

　　 Even if I just listened to someone's retelling, my old bones would be boiled with enthusiasm.

　　 It's a pity that the guy didn't learn to accept other people's opinions in the end. He didn't want to be a little smoother, but he didn't take a step back. He was still rigid.

　　 It really makes people wonder whether they should be respected or helpless..."

　　 The stone statue was unmoved, and he didn't even want to listen to it anymore.

　　 "What does this have to do with me?"

　　 "I just want to hear your opinion." Russell shrugged, "After all, you are the person who knows him best among all of us."

　　 "I have no opinion for you."

　　 Sharma said: "You should go, Russell, keep your promise and never come back again."

　　 "Okay, then goodbye."

　　 Russell waved his hand coolly, took a step back, but left a piece of paper on the table: "It's still a long time, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time."

　　 Sharma did not speak again.

　　 The stone statue is silent again.

　　 When Huaishi followed Russell all the way out of the stone ball, after the seam of the door closed behind him, she finally couldn't restrain her doubts.

　　 "You just left?" he asked.

　　 "Otherwise?" Russell asked back, "That's an invincible creator in the realm of the self. I can't persuade him. I can't sap and bring it back, right?

　　 Besides, a long-term cooperative relationship is like love. The most important thing is that you are willing, and stalking will not end well. "

　　 Huai Shi just wanted to sneer after hearing it. After being cheated so many times, believing him in a word must have a brain problem.

　　 He said flatly: "You must have done something!"