211. Munch Munch
Zheng Yi gave some oil slightly, and the roaring bird rushed to the door of Monk's shop.
A young man with hair like a bird's nest raised his head and glanced at Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi read a blank space in his eyes.
The young man showed no mental fluctuations. He looked at Zheng Yi as if he was looking at an ordinary stone.
Zheng Yi suddenly thought of an idiom: Dazzled like a wooden chicken.
It is what Zhuangzi said about the dumb wooden chicken: a wooden chicken that is not moved by external objects and is lit, and once it is ignited, it is full of explosive power.
Zheng Yi spoke out: "Monk?"
After delaying by one third of a second, Monk asked, “How much money do you have?”
Zheng Yi believed that geniuses could not be judged by common sense. Since this young man would be attracted by Du Bin and kicked out of the shelter, there must be something extraordinary. His thoughts had probably jumped to several steps behind, so the obvious intermediate process was omitted.
Talking to such a smart person will be very labor-saving.
Zheng Yi took out the money he had on him, plus a box of roasted pork and a bottle of extra water, and placed it on Monk's table.
I have to say that Monk's table is very clean, not like the legendary technician, with a lot of messes.
It can even be said that he is a little obsessed with cleanliness.
The technician put on a pair of gloves and moved the thing carefully to another table.
Then, Monk put a piece of roasted pork into his mouth, tasted it, and drank a sip of water:
"The electronic system of the chocoon can be greatly modified and connected to your protective clothing. What electronic equipment do you have?"
Zheng Yi took out two tablets from the side box. One was confiscated from the devil brother and sister, and the other was the work computer given to him by Lin Shihong.
After all, he needs to contact the "Black Knight".
Monk glanced and said, "I can change you a new one. Two to one." He said, taking out a thirty-centimeter-long black hard plastic strip from the cabinet behind him.
Click on the power supply, the long section of the plastic strip pops up the light-sensitive keyboard, and the other side shoots an air projection, which can be operated with your hands. Moreover, the operating system is very friendly. Zheng Yi learned how to project the screen content on the wall at a glance, and use his hands to pull it to larger and smaller.
"I'll help you transfer the data from the two machines." Monk clicked on the two machines and roughly scanned the system diary: "Well, both machines have been invaded and have left behind the back door. Now, you don't have to worry."
Zheng Yi shrugged and said in his heart that it doesn't matter.
While transmitting data, Monk connected to Zheng Yi's romper with his own tool computer. He said: "The astronaut watch is a good operating platform, but it doesn't seem to be very good at using it." While speaking, he pulled out the connecting cable, connected one end to the watch, and signaled Zheng Yi to take off his helmet and connect the other end to the protective suit shield.
Zheng Yi gathered his spiritual armor and turned his entire set of armor into a glove between breathing, which made Munch move.
After all, he was a hacker who had peeked at the secrets, and Monk knew what it meant. But he controlled his emotions well and did his work in an orderly manner.
Lines of language commands flashed across Zheng Yi's head mask panel, and various translucent control windows flashed alternately.
Monk quickly retracted the connection cable and allowed the watch and helmet to connect through wireless signals.
These high-tech technologies adhere to the people-oriented concept, and they need to be thoughtful when used, and are very intuitive.
"Almost all the data is available, and time is available." Zheng Yi said with satisfaction.
It was inconvenient for him to see the time before, so he had to take out the rogue to see it.
"If you have 5,000 yuan, I can install a voice control system for you, and you can voice control the locomotive." Monk said.
Zheng Yi estimated the purchasing power, and it was still a bit stressful for 5,000 yuan. Because the shelter did not need his goods, and the ghost town black market that needed goods was more popular to barter and barter, and there was a lack of large-scale transactions.
"I'll talk about it next time." Zheng Yi said.
Monk got the rogue and tablet computer and said unhappily: "You have very few electronic systems, and I may have to refund you a little money."
Zheng Yi was not interested in money and said, "I have other needs."
Fortunately, Zheng Yi could read the micro-expression and saw that Monk was very happy to hear this sentence.
Zheng Yi said: "I have a shelter number and need to match the corresponding coordinates."
Monk said: "No problem, but I can't give you the map, you don't have enough money."
Zheng Yi expressed his agreement.
Monk directly connects Zheng Yi's computer with a connecting cable, obtains the document, and then matches it in his own database. Zheng Yi himself has some coordinates provided by the shelter, which is exactly the proofreading standard to observe Monk's accuracy.
Three minutes later, Monk said: "There is only a 20% match rate. Most of the shelters have been deleted, which means they are completely abandoned. Now it may be a monster nest or the base of a perverted mercenary group."
Zheng Yi got the data and compared it, and the coordinates of the overlapping shelter were completely consistent, which shows that Munch was not fooling around.
The new coordinates are concentrated in the coastal areas of northeast China, more than 2,000 kilometers away from this place.
A long trip.
"By the way, is there any way to change my motorcycle and protective clothing?" Zheng Yi saw the billboard "I can't do it without it" and remembered the problem of "black" being discriminated against in Annu Tassamet and Iruvita.
Because of black, Kasha even rejected the artifact-like knight suit.
Monk was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he said:
"You don't know that black can absorb solar energy more effectively? Your protective suit can continue to work because it is black. And your motorcycle, if changed to white, will burn your retina, and the desert looks as dazzling as the sun."
"What you said makes sense, so I need to be able to change back to black and absorb solar energy at any time." Zheng Yi added the request. It was as annoying as the Party A of the entire multiverse.
Monk grabbed the hair that was like a bird's nest and said, "You are making things difficult for me. The material of the light absorbing plate is destined to be impossible to turn white. Can you find pink natural silica sand?"
Zheng Yi had no choice but to spread his hands: "I thought the advertisement was true."
Monk takes a deep breath and strives to treat guests with a friendly attitude:
"You change the normal requirements for electronic data. You have to understand that changing appearance colors is more of a job in the field of machinery."
Zheng Yi said: "Well, another one: I want to know the history of this refuge, especially the part about the Hand of Destiny, about the ancient high-sequence extraordinary."
Monk's face was pale, he pursed his lips and thought for a while, and said helplessly:
"How white do you want your motorcycle to make it?"
Zheng Yi's throat is blocked: Why is it so difficult to find some of the inheritance of his ex-girlfriend?
Monk looked at Zheng Yi and said seriously:
"The information of the ancient high-level extraordinary people was all second-level confidential documents. I was exiled just because I touched the fifth-level confidential content. After helping you find these information, I should be silenced."
"Okay OK, then, what's going on in the ruins of the ancient city?" Zheng Yi asked.
Monk suddenly squatted on the ground and hugged his knees with his hands:
Chapter completed!