Into Unscientific

After laying the bait, Chang Licheng and Ye Guohong temporarily separated and returned to their dorms.

After all, Xu Yun's task is complex and complex, but simple is actually simple.

The whole class is so caring, mainly to repay Xu Yun's favor for taking care of everyone.

When Chang Licheng returned to the dormitory, another Fu Ming who was still in the dormitory today was typing away.

Fu Ming, 21 years old, with a height of 180 and a weight of 180, is a student at the University of Science and Technology and a fan of online novels.

The pseudonym Nudexue is wrong, Luoxue makes tea.

But different from Xu Yun, Fu Ming joined the industry at a younger age than Xu Yun, and his talent is much better than him.

The first book was a high-quality first order, and the second book was first ordered nearly 10,000, which belonged to an absolutely talented writer.

But this one has a flaw

It's just too gooey.

For example, for his second book, the first order is 8,000, and the follow-up order is more than 7,000. If other authors start with 10,000 orders, they can earn 70,000 to 80,000 a month.

As a result, this pigeon can't shake 4,000 words a day, and occasionally even asks for leave.

After a period of time, the subscriptions did not increase but decreased, and the subscription was almost cut in half.

But Fu Ming still doesn't take it seriously, the number of words that Shui Qun brags every day is several times more than his updated words.

"Old Fu, are you in the water again?"

After returning to the dormitory, Chang Li teased Fu Ming in a mature way. After being roommates with Fu Ming for more than a year, he also had some understanding of online novels.

If it wasn't for his poor writing skills, he even wanted to open a writer's account to write novels.

Fu Ming didn't care about Chang Licheng's teasing, and while quickly sending out an emoji, he said to Chang Licheng:

"Hey, squad leader, have you finished wiping off the cockroach medicine?"

"Well, it's all painted."

Chang Licheng nodded, picked up the water cup and prepared to get some water under the water dispenser, but before pressing the switch, he subconsciously lowered his head and carefully checked around the water dispenser.

Fu Ming looked at him blankly, and asked:

"Squad leader, what are you doing?"

"Check for cockroach droppings."

Chang Licheng made sure that there were no traces of cockroach droppings around, so he took a large glass of water and drank it in one gulp:

"Let me tell you, old man, you haven't seen the corner of the wall around the trash can. Just now, Lao Ye and I opened the plastic bag. My good guy, the densely packed area behind is full of black spots, which scared me to the point of goosebumps." Now, when I see something, I want to check for black spots, it's too scary!"

Chang Licheng shook his head while talking, looking terrified.

In the middle part of the floor where Yingwu Class 2 is located, there is an open space, about ten square meters in size, with three or four large blue trash cans and garbage bags, which are used to place the dormitory garbage of the entire floor at fixed points.

Therefore, this area is also the place with the most cockroaches, and the excrement left by cockroaches will naturally be more.

Judging from Chang Licheng's expression at this time, it was obviously not a very good place.

Fu Ming also had no desire to continue inquiring, but asked curiously:

"Squad leader, do you think the cockroach medicine developed by Xu Shen and the others will be useful?"

Chang Licheng hesitated when he heard the words, pursed his lips and said:

"It's really hard to say. If it's about physics, I can still express my opinion. As for biology, I hope it can be useful."

What he said was rather tactful. In fact, he had already searched for information about imidacloprid on the way back to the dormitory.

According to the encyclopedia.

This is a type of insecticide that was introduced more than 30 years ago, but it is actually lagging behind now, and many pests have developed resistance.

Just like fishing, people have already caught all the stupid fish these days, and the rest of the fish are good ones.

Therefore, Xu Yun's so-called update iterations are mostly just anecdotes, and the efficacy of the medicine is probably the same.

After waking up the next day, seeing seven or eight corpses is considered the best.

It's just that Chang Licheng is not the kind of person who is particularly talkative, so he simply expressed his thoughts without expressing too much pessimism.

Seeing this, Fu Ming stopped talking and continued to chatter.

As for the codeword

Hehe, not the last three hours, who can code? (This is not what I said, please go to Luoxuegu)

A few hours later, most of the students in Chang Licheng's dormitory—or Yingwu Class 2's dormitory—had returned to the dormitory one after another.

Some dormitories also talked about the cockroach medicine that Xu Yun had handed over, while in some dormitories there was no talk at all.

And just like that, night fell.

When many people are studying in university dormitories, they often encounter such a kind of roommate. When others take a nap, he plays Douyin outside, and when others sleep at night, he plays games all night—the keyboard is still tmd is the green switch.

But Fu Ming, as a gentle single dog without a girlfriend, naturally wouldn't do that kind of degrading thing.

In order not to disturb his roommates, he deliberately spent more than 2,000 yuan to buy an electrostatic capacitor keyboard.

At this time, Fu Ming was working overtime to catch up on today's manuscript, and the expression on his face was a little nervous, and he couldn't see the joy in the water before:

Just now he accidentally drank too much water for a while, and when he came back to his senses, it was already half past nine in the evening.

His speed is about 1,300 words per hour, and it is not an easy task to complete the 4,000-word full-time chapter in two and a half hours—what's more frightening is that it is the end of the month, and this Pigeon has used up all the leave notes.

According to the writing terms of Endpoint Novels.com, if the full attendance requirement is not met after deducting the leave slip, the full attendance award for that month will be stopped!

This part of the perfect attendance award is in the mouth of the seven groups of veteran drivers, which can go to the big sword three times!

The current time has come to 11:40 at night, Fu Ming still has more than 600 words left, and every minute and every second can be called the speed of life and death!

And at the same time that Fu Ming was typing desperately, there was a rustling sound in his ear.

At first, Fu Ming thought it was the friction between his roommate and the quilt when he was rubbing on the bed, but as he continued, he gradually felt something was wrong:

The sound came from outside the dormitory, and how should I say it?

It's a bit like the cricket sound I heard in the village when I was a child, which is the sound produced by a large number of insects flapping their wings.

However, considering the limited time, Fu Ming forced himself to ignore the source of the loud voice, bowed his head and continued writing today's chapter:

"Brother, I'm afraid you don't know something. There are two tokens of our gang, which are divided into the helm of the Southern Branch and the Helm of the Northern Branch for safekeeping. When the two tokens are combined, they will release unparalleled power, which is enough to solve the current situation. any questions!"

"Really or not? Any immediate question?"

"Yes, any questions!"

"Let me ask you, what is your guild token made of? Dragon Ball?"

"No, it's uranium-235."

However, just when Fu Ming finally entered the state, a loud exclamation suddenly came from outside the dormitory:

"Fuck!"

"Mom!"

"Husband, come and see!"

The loud voice instantly resounded through the entire fourth floor, waking up many people who had fallen asleep.

Before Fu Ming could say anything, another boy who was woken up from the shop next door spoke first:

"Damn chicken, those people outside in the middle of the night are messing around, did EDG win the championship again, or did LGD not ban Mammoth?"

Then the bad-tempered boy got off the bed, walked to the door in his dinosaur suit pajamas, pulled it hard, and shouted:

"What the hell are you arguing about?!"

next second.

Seeing this violent boy, he slammed the door shut, and let out a strange cry with unknown meaning in his throat:

"Cockroaches, so many cockroaches! Cockroaches like ants marching in line!!! From 401 to the end, all tm are cockroaches!!!"