Yu Weichao’s eyes widened and he trembled …
Chen Yi felt the bottom of the car strangely. "What’s the matter?"
"I don’t know when it will be okay. Every time I say this, he just shakes."
Conditioned reflex!
Chen Yi really didn’t want to ask Yu Weichao how much he was hit. He patted the head of the exploding weed and smiled. "I apologize for my thoughtlessness. This pineapple is too young to understand. Will you please behave yourself and never let this happen again?"
Yu Weichao was still lying on the ground shaking, nodding and choking, unable to speak, like an old farmer who had just divided two acres of fields and half a cow rope.
"It seems that you agree, so I won’t ask you if you want to. Let’s go directly."
Yu Weichao’s eyes are open.
"I know you have a few friends, but you’re not that familiar, are you?" Chen Yi said with a smile. "You can still send a postcard or something after you rest assured."
Yu Weichao sobbed and made a sound.
Chen Yi shrugged his shoulders. The colonists were sad when they left, but they would still be happy when they arrived at their destination, and maybe in a few years, when the three sides of the strait were settled, they could still set free-a reward and benefit.
Santana went all the way into the hypermarket.
Chen Yi came with Yu Weichao and poured him a bottle of oil from head to toe, which was supposed to wipe his body, but Chen didn’t want to do it himself.
"The place we are going to is called the West China, where the environment is somewhat different … how to say it is quite different. What about you? You just unite with the masses to do a good job of local people. Well, I know you are not good at this, so you can build a bridgehead for trade without you, and at the same time you have the responsibility of cultivating indigenous people …"
"aborigines?"
"That’s right, you are now the first batch of new immigrants and colonialists in the western continent." Chen Yi solemnly patted Yu Weichao on the head.
In the future, this will also be a standard ceremony for western mainlanders.
The subway roared
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Chapter two hundred and twenty-five People in the western continent
Chen Yi took Yu Weichao’s arm and said, "Here comes the car."
"Where is it?" He can’t see the subway.
Chen Yi pointed to the front and dragged him into the carriage.
However, in Yu Weichao’s eyes, he was stepping on the virtual, and the virtual was still moving forward.
Surrounded by stars, the world is illusory and dazzling.
"It’s so beautiful." At this time, the tortured young man finally raised a little hope that maybe the situation was not so bad
Yu Weichao is a scientist. Although his two doctorates come from politics, it doesn’t mean that he knows politics but doesn’t know science. On the contrary, he studied politics as a doctor, published papers in a physics laboratory, and didn’t know what to say. Social practice is a meager knowledge of chemistry, producing suicide bombs and cocktails, and then recruiting people to determine the implementation goals.
If it weren’t for the purpose of building the motherland and joining the human development research society, he wouldn’t want to return from the Middle East. Yu Weichao is not afraid of supernatural phenomena. In his view, supernatural is that he can’t understand nature.
In a virtual space, in the subway, Yu Weichao choked back his body and slowly got up. He straightened up like a captain and sailed to a strange ocean with human expectations.
"Where will we go?" His voice is as light as a whisper.
"West China" Chen Yi took him to the second carriage.
"Not in the earth, right? The earth does not need immigrants. "
"Actually, there is a shortage of immigrants in Russia." Chen Yi joked.
Yu Weichao stare big eyes. "What is my foot? Three-dimensional fantasy? Unless it is alien technology, you can’t lie to me. "
His waist straightened up again like a lobster was cooked.
Chen Yi laughed and said, "Do you believe there is life outside the earth?"
"Of course, only those who know the universe know how small the earth is." Yu Weichao gasped and added, "Only those who really know the universe can sign the organization of the universe or do you want to give me this opportunity?"
The little lizard squatted on Chen Yi’s shoulder and muttered, "Weak body, he can’t do it with a little energy, and he still wants to levy the universe!"
"Is it here?" Yu Weichao looked at Chen Yi’s shoulder quadruped in fear.
"You can call me Apollo or the sun." The lizard held its head high and its head was a lizard with its head held high.
Yu Weichao closed his eyes. He has too many bad memories, and the depth of memories is not determined by time, but by its intensity.
"It’s all right to close your eyes." Chen Yi saw that it was the stars in the carriage. What was the first window before he handed Yu Weichao a bottle of level 2 energy recovery potion? The second level was the only immigrant who was worried that too much tonic would kill his ship.
Yu Weichao rubbed his hands and got a glass bottle. He glugged it and still closed his eyes and asked, "What is this?"
Chen Yi smiled "energy recovery potion"