Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

During the business exchange, Luo Yan inadvertently glanced at the door of the drama club.

I saw the leaving figure of a woman in white uniform.

The back gave her a strong sense of familiarity.

In shock, when he was about to use the observer to track her, she passed a corner and disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace, as if she had never existed.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yingtong noticed his expression and asked in confusion.

Luo Yan thought for a while and smiled: "It's nothing, I seem to see an acquaintance."

"Let's go get something to eat."

He brushed away the doubts in his mind and led Mu Yingtong out of the Magic Drama Club.

Luo Yan also cherished every second spent with her.

Thinking for a second longer is a waste.

Mu Yingtong nodded and followed him out.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky outside was already dark.

They passed an ancient banyan tree that was hundreds of years old. Its old and solid branches were particularly shady.

The talent and beauty of the man amaze all living beings.

"Beihuai Ancient Banyan Tree, more than three hundred years old..." Mu Yingtong stared at the annotation sign hanging on the ancient banyan tree, particularly curious and longing for such long-lasting things.

"It's quite rare." Luo Yan agreed.

"Come on, let's take a picture!"

Mu Yingtong hugged his arm and said excitedly.

It’s a girl’s nature to take selfies, especially scenes with “long-lasting” meaning.

She pressed close to him, feeling the warmth on her face. Then she picked up her phone, turned on the camera, looked for a good angle, adjusted the angle, and prepared to click the shutter button on the selfie stick.

"Hahaha, your smile is so stiff!"

Mu Yingtong laughed so hard that Luo Yan was really not used to the selfie angle.

"Come on, let me teach you. If you shout three sevens in a row, the corners of your mouth will automatically rise!"

"Qiqiqi?"

"Yes, Qiqiqi, oh yeah!"

Catching the moment when the corners of Luo Yan's mouth raised, Mu Yingtong clicked the shutter button.

One city, one wind, one ancient banyan tree.

Two smiling faces.

A perfect landscape.

...

6:30 p.m.

dinner time.

Luo Yan looked nervous, holding the small box in his pocket, shaking a little.

According to the plan, he had to do something important in his life during this dinner.

Proposal!

Strictly speaking, it's an engagement.

I am looking for a romantic western restaurant with flowers, wine and candlelight music.

Can...

"Let's go to a restaurant!"

Mu Yingtong seems to prefer lively places.

Luo Yan couldn't do anything to her.

The open-air street pavilion of Starlight Park is very unique. The chefs and waiters are actually real people.

The dishes are rich and all are freshly fried and cooked.

It's like going back to the old days.

A food culture called "food stalls".

There is no sophistication and coldness of omnics, but more human warmth.

Quite lively and popular.

"Boom!"

Just when the two of them sat down, two people also sat down at the opposite table.

Open-air street restaurants are so noisy and popular that demand for tables exceeds supply, so sharing tables is common.

The two people sitting across from each other.

A young man, about the same age as him, was wearing a clown suit, but his makeup had been wiped off, and he had a face that made people and gods angry.

Which woman can withstand this?

Damn it, what kind of top-notch pretty face is this?

Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The man looked like a hybrid of Ying Li and Xia Long. He was handsome and flawless. He was even more exaggerated than the stars in movies and TV series. His face and skin tone were as custom-made.

There is another person, a young male guard, about eight or nine years old, with a Xizhou appearance.

He was holding his mobile phone and playing the game "Glory of the Dead" developed by Xia Long intently.

I used Luban and watched him for three minutes and died three times.

Luo Yan finally figured out who the teammates he usually matched with when playing this game.

The waiter brought tea, condiment cups and plates.

Before Luo Yan could make a move, the pretty girl mixed the sauce for Mu Yingtong, and Yingtong also poured tea for the three of them.

The movements are natural and smooth.

Luo Yan once suspected that he was a little redundant.

? ? ?

"You... know each other?" Luo Yan, a lonely man, took the tea handed over by Mu Yingtong.

It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.

This pretty boy is so lethal, and his gentle and elegant look makes people feel quite dangerous.

Mu Yingtong thought for a while and said, "Well... you have seen him before. He took pictures of us in the morning."

Sure enough, it was the clown who checked their tickets in the morning!

"Are you a friend or a classmate? I rarely see you mention it." Luo Yan asked.

He cared too much about it.

I don't really care much about her circle of friends.

Mu Yingtong tilted her head, thought for a while, frowned slightly, and said with a troubled expression: "Well... I should consider them... compatriots."

Then he added another sentence.

"They're not usually in Xialong."

Sure enough, they are foreign friends!

"Compatriot?" Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to think of any scenario where this word would be used.

This word is also quite retro.

Luo Yan still maintains his hostility towards the pretty boy.

[Joker] also seemed to notice Luo Yan's sharp gaze, and just smiled politely and nodded.

So docile!

Totally frustrating.

"What are you looking at? Come solo if you have the ability!" [Clown] was not angry, but Xiao Zhengtai [Doctor] on the side was anxious first and shouted at Luo Yan.

The sound of milk is milky.

[Joker] smiled apologetically and quickly covered little [Doctor]'s mouth.

Although he didn't speak, Luo Yan could understand what he meant. He seemed to be saying: "Sorry, that's just him, don't mind."

Mu Yingtong on the side became more interested and nudged Luo Yan with her elbow. She hadn't even swallowed the bun yet and couldn't speak clearly.

"Why don't you do some solo... with him?"

Playing games together is a great way to get to know strangers.

Then, just have this dinner.

While eating, he played solo with the little [Doctor] Glory of the Dead, and Luo Yan used whatever hero he wanted.

Hit 11-0.

It feels like beating a child.

The little [Doctor] looks like he wants to cry but can't, which makes people feel embarrassed.

Bullying primary school students is not the case.

"Are you coming again?"

Luo Yan said with a hint of sarcasm.

The little [Doctor] lowered his head and did not respond.

The [Clown] on the side pointed at the little [Doctor]'s ear and said nothing, but Luo Yan seemed to understand what he meant.

"It turns out he is a deaf-mute..."

Luo Yan's inner hostility towards the two of them dropped a bit, and he felt a little more compassionate.

"Come again!" The little [Doctor] raised his head and shouted loudly, with tears in his eyes.

One minute later...

The two of them each controlled the character "Baili Keeping the Promise" and came online. The two characters began to snipe. Luo Yan quickly gained the advantage in blood volume with his proficiency. As long as he hit one more sniper shot, it would be 12-0. .

The second skill started to charge up, and he took aim. The little [Doctor]'s positioning was quite frank, and this shot was almost certain to hit.

But just when Luo Yan was about to let go and shoot, the character he controlled suddenly moved on his own, interrupted his second skill, and even flashed into the tower? ! !

【Defeat】（failure）

11-1.

"Win!" The little [Doctor] raised his hand excitedly.

Those who didn't know thought he was the one who scored 11 points.

Mu Yingtong beside her laughed so hard that her bells rang. This was probably the happiest laugh she had ever had today.

? ? ?

Is there a BUG in the game?

Luo Yan hasn't reacted yet.

Then he glanced at [Joker], stretched out his phone, and invited him to give it a try.

There is an inexplicable competitiveness among men.

[Joker] just smiled politely and waved his hand to show rejection.

On February 20, 2089, Luo Yan issued a solo invitation to [Joker], but [Joker] refused.

This gave Luo Yan a feeling of powerlessness as if his fist was hitting cotton.

It would be terrible if such a person were a love rival.

"Let's go, let's go to the next stop." Mu Yingtong stood up after eating, holding Luo Yan's clothes and shouted.

Luo Yan was stunned.

The dinner proposal plan was destroyed silently, and he suddenly looked at the two people at the opposite table.

Both of them smiled mockingly like winners.

Could it be that...

The little boy occupied his time, and the pretty boy occupied his mind and thought.

What is the purpose of these two people?

Did they know he was proposing?

Why do they want to interfere?

Love rival?

It doesn't look like...

...

After dinner, visit the night market.

There are huge crowds of people, noisy and noisy.

Mu Yingtong looked around, looking curious.

Luo Yan was absent-minded, still thinking about the failure of the dinner proposal plan.

The next stop is the last planned one.

But that place... is not suitable for proposing no matter how you think about it...

According to the two people's travel route, the last stop is Ghost Mountain.

Proposing in a cemetery, isn't it... a little too outrageous?