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The distance from the military camp to the cement plant is not far.
It's only a few steps away.
Not yet at the door.
He had already planned out the route to eat in his mind.
First, touch the manhole cover when you enter, then go to the left, drive the cement truck, and touch the aviation container.
Then upstairs are weapon crates, and downstairs are two spots where you can farm gold bars.
They could even be so arrogant as to steal a bird's egg right under the noses of the rocket soldiers.
He used to look down on bird eggs.
However, ever since Su Ye touched an African heart during the last competition.
People in Nanbowan are more excited about seeing bird eggs than seeing insurance policies.
He suddenly realized why all those moments of shipping in his mind were of Su Ye.
The heart of Africa, the tears of the ocean—even in his dreams, everything he dreams about is related to Su Ye.
He seemed to live in Su Ye's shadow.
Nanbowan's voice, which was originally telling a dream, suddenly stopped.
She glanced at Su Ye with a hint of resentment through the screen.
Su Ye felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, oh," Nanbowan quickly shook his head and said, "The exciting part is coming, listen carefully."
The atmosphere at the cement factory was much stranger than that of the military camp.
Everyone looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Rocket soldiers, shield soldiers, machine gunners—everyone stared warily at the crowd.
At that moment, he remembered something Lao Kao had told him.
No matter who it is, treat them all as enemies.
One of the quotes from the tech enthusiast.
This made Nanbowan a little puzzled: were all the lines spoken by these guys carrying a deeper meaning?
I've thought about it briefly.
It's just a dream, why make yourself so tired?
A brainstorming session can kill countless brain cells.
Touching things is still the most fun.
Taking advantage of the rocket soldiers' inattention, Nanbowan secretly slipped into the small room below where the flight cases were stored.
Footsteps came from above, and shouts could be heard faintly from outside.
All of this made Nanbowan feel a little guilty, afraid that he would be caught and beaten up at any moment.
But that's part of the fun of the game—the more exciting it is, the more enjoyable it is to eat.
I reached out and rummaged around on the flight case for a while.
With a hissing sound of air being released.
The small door on the side of the flight case is open.
Upon seeing this, Nanbowan instantly perked up, hurriedly lay down on the ground, sticking his butt out high, and began searching inside.
"What kind of junk is this?"
After searching for a long time, all I found inside were power supplies, keyboards, surgical tweezers, and the most expensive items were a dual-wielding smoothbore gun and a solar panel.
I didn't take such a huge risk just to eat shit!
Nanbowan was a little depressed.
I made a casual remark and prepared to exit and restore the flight case to its original state.
But at this moment.
A voice suddenly rang out beside me.
"Yeah, yeah, what a mess this is."
As soon as I stepped into the South Wave Bay, I felt a chill run down my spine and straight to the top of my head.
Who is talking?
Keep in mind that there was no one else in the entire room except him.
The only ones who could possibly speak are the rocket soldiers overhead.
The problem is that the sound was clearly coming from right next to me.
This is very wrong!
Nanbowan felt a chill run down his spine, but he dared not shout, so he hurriedly climbed out of the flight case.
He was covered in dust and looked rather disheveled.
Still shaken, he then saw someone right next to him, also bending over and rummaging through a flight case.
Even now, Nanbowan's heart still flutters with excitement, its heart pounding wildly.
Seeing that the person was still eating, he angrily got up and kicked the person in the buttocks.
"What the hell? Who the hell are you? Do you think you can eat this?"
Nanbowan couldn't help but curse.
He was actually a little guilty when he said that.
But it's not a big problem; he's someone that Said himself said he would give special treatment to.
This tiny guy dares to steal his food.
South Korea is naturally possessive of its food, and in its dreams, it's even more so, not giving way to anyone.
The man cried out "Ouch!" and fell into the flight case, unable to climb out for a long time.
"You little soldier have quite the nerve, daring to steal anything, aren't you afraid of being punished by the boss?"
The audience members, with their arms outstretched, looked down at him.
The man finally crawled out, using both hands and feet. He sounded a little embarrassed, scratching his head as he said, "Hehe, sorry, I saw you were in there too, so..."
Hearing this, Nanbowan blushed a little, but still stubbornly said, "I have something to do inside. You're just apologizing. Hurry up and give me any keys or valuables you have on you."
In just a few words, Nanbowan had already figured out that this person and he were both clueless and newcomers.
So it's okay to bully them.
But just as the man looked up at him, Nanbowan froze, muttering, "A bee doctor?"
"Ah, what bee doctor? I'm not one, you've mistaken me for someone else." The man hurriedly shook his head, his expression flustered and slightly nervous.
He vehemently denied not knowing the name Nanbowan mentioned.
"Isn't it?"
Nanbo scratched his head, looking somewhat puzzled.
Maybe I just automatically imagined that the guy's face was that of the bee doctor.
Chapter 163 Shocking the Rocket Forces for Ten Thousand Years
Boom, boom, boom.
The sound of rocket soldiers pacing overhead could be heard.
It was unusually jarring in the quiet room.
Nanbowan stood there scratching his head, staring at the guy opposite him without saying a word, his expression puzzled and confused.
Based on the clues he has pieced together so far, this should be a dream.
Because whether it's Sister Yu, Su Ye, or the guy who looks like the Bee Doctor, they are clearly not things that should exist in the Delta world.
The absurdity of putting these things together is no less than the unofficial historical account that Guan Yu was actually Liu Bei's wife.
Because Cao Cao had a fondness for married women, and also for Guan Yu, Guan Yu = married woman = Liu Bei's wife.
As for why the dream was so realistic, to the point where I could feel the pain, I don't know.
So when the person on the other end denied being a bee doctor, Nanbowan subconsciously accepted it and agreed.
Looking at the soldier Asara who resembled a bee doctor, he smiled maliciously.
Since he's not a bee doctor, wouldn't it be easy for him to handle a lowly soldier like Asara?
Staring at him, she laughed and said, "You've got some nerve, daring to steal from your own ward. Tell me, did you take the resuscitation ventilator I hid in the flight case?"
The soldier opposite him widened his eyes instantly.
She stared at him in disbelief.
You just said it was all garbage, so where did this resuscitation ventilator come from?
So you're too lazy to even lie, and just resort to robbing instead?
He hurriedly waved his hands, shouting innocently, "I didn't! I didn't see anything!"
“Impossible,” Nanbowan said seriously. “You’re obviously a repeat offender. Otherwise, how would you know that airline crates are delicious? Tell me, did you steal them?”
The commotion in the room quickly attracted the attention of the upper-level rocket soldiers.
He raised an eyebrow, wondering if he had misheard.
I looked down in confusion, but saw nothing.
And in the room.
The soldier raised his hands, looking extremely innocent, and said, "No, really no, you can search me if you don't believe me."