Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 511 Mr. Red Riding Hood's Unfortunate Ending

When Luo Binhan returned, he was holding a children's picture book in his hand, which was a gadget he found in the warehouse.Unlike the Pearl Pot and the Ugly Octopus Doll (No matter how many times I look at Robin Han, I think it is extremely ugly), it is not placed on the shelf, and it is not even stored in the box like the Mermaid Photobook and Paper Pet Mole .When Luo Binhan followed Li Li's instructions, knelt in front of the heavy metal machine she used to serve as a bench and fiddled with it for at least two hours, and after six times wanted to take out the knife and directly scrap it physically, he finally found one from the unloaded shell. A thin square object wrapped in a black waterproof plastic bag.

He threw away the screwdriver and pick that he found from the back of the machine, wiped the sweat and dust off his face with his sleeve, and smelled a faint stench from under the shell of the machine, but it was not like fish or reptiles. It was the pungent smell emitted by the main computer failure.He couldn't help but glanced at the dark space under the shell, only to see countless holes that were as small as the eye of a needle but had a regular hexagonal shape like a honeycomb.The structure made it impossible for him to guess what the machine could be used for.

"What is this?" He asked Li Li directly.

"A sample. There were high hopes for it, but it was scrapped."

"So, what exactly does it do?"

"It was designed to make you dream, sir. Experience some very special dreams."

The corners of Luo Binhan's mouth began to curl down.His sleep quality in Lihai City has always been good, and he almost never relies on any sleep aid products.He had indeed heard of some so-called high-tech hypnosis that claimed to make people have good dreams, even fairly specific ones.But he never believed in that stuff, and he didn't even find it interesting to have a concrete dream.And after he boarded the Silence, he hated the word even more, it was like a switch rope that triggered trouble.

"So this thing is broken? Can't create dreams?"

"I don't know, sir. Its maker stopped the whole project before it was put into service."

"Then why let it take up space?"

"The owner of the ship felt it was necessary to recover it."

Luo Binhan shrugged, and put back the removed shell top cover.Li Li never asked him to completely restore the machine to its original state, so he just scribbled back the outermost screws, which was a hundred times easier than replacing the electronic screen on his mobile phone, and Luo Binhan couldn't help but wonder if this thing was real. contain any high-tech elements.A dream machine, it can't just be a thing that asks people to unscrew the screws casually, right?
He got rid of the junk machine, then picked up the thing wrapped in black plastic bag.When he pinched it with his fingers, he had roughly guessed that it was some kind of print.

"Product manual?" he guessed.

"It's more useful to you than that, sir," said Lily.When Luo Binhan turned his head to glance at her, he saw that her gaze fell on the black packaging of the printed matter, with an expression that Luo Binhan had never seen on her before.At that moment she looked both smiling and about to cry.This surprised Luo Binhan, but in the end she didn't react at all.

"I promise you something that will help you understand where we are," she said in her usual voice. "This booklet gave me a prototype—and, shall we simplify, a great inspiration. .It was the first time it led my thoughts to the right solution, and stopped at the abyss. I hope it will bring you the same help, sir. But, if you think it necessary, I authorize you to discard this thing, Incinerate or perform any form of harmless disposal."

Her words naturally made Luo Binhan nervous, and he almost pulled out his gun first just in case.When he peeled off the layer of black plastic with concentration and breathlessness, he was dumbfounded by what was exposed.In order to avoid misunderstanding, he pinched the spine of the booklet with one hand, and quickly scanned it as if playing an animation.The picture book with less than a hundred pages was finished by him within ten seconds, and he finally determined that it was a children's picture book.

"What is this?" he asked.

No one answered him.When Luo Binhan turned his head and looked behind him, the red figure leaning against the shelf had disappeared.In the next few minutes, Luo Binhan threatened the black box in every possible way, and once made a gesture to take off his pants, but he was ignored.He had to go back and study that damn children's picture book.

It was not the paper version of the alliance's standardized information that Robin Han had read since boarding the ship, but an original reading composed only of paper and ink.When Luo Binhan first saw it, he thought that those childish paintings and handwriting were drawn by people. It was not until he took a closer look that he found that the whole book was a product of printing, as if someone deliberately made a children's painting It was carefully compiled and published as a book.That was completely inconsistent with Li Li's assurance of the truth, and the dust from dismantling the machine made him sneeze.

He decided to change to a place where he could concentrate more, so he returned to the bridge room with the picture book under his arm, feeling almost reborn.To his delight, the bridge room had been restored during his time in the warehouse.Not exactly the same, because the rudder stubbornly retained some details symbolizing baskets and traps, but in general, the ∈ was obviously sanctioned by Yale Liga or Thorn.

He wanted to ask Momoro to accompany him to look at the things in his hands, but perhaps the Eternal Light was busy arranging for his brother, so he couldn't appear in the bridge room, only ∈ caught him and his spoils.Luo Binhan showed a little concealment, and immediately swam sideways in the air, letting his nose and eyes closely follow the album, just like a shark chasing bloody smell.

"What?" he said excitedly, "What is this? It was taken out of the warehouse? It's not under my control anyway! Let me see!"

Luo Binhan sat in the chair and glanced around furtively.He didn't see Allerica, who might be combing Joan's hair, or Friday, who might be making trouble elsewhere.He wasn't a particularly solitary person, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the moment.

"You look like you're reading something suspicious." ∈'s body was hanging upside down, with his head floating above his shoulders, "I have the right to confiscate the dangerous goods in your possession!"

"Go away." Luo Binhan said.

"Come on," the ∈ begged, "Let me see. I'm sure I won't tell! Aren't we best friends? What secrets can't be shared!"

Luo Binhan didn't believe his guarantee, but he couldn't resist the other party using a hundred voices to announce that they were friends, brothers, father and son, mother and daughter, or lovers in previous lives, so there should never be any secrets between them.In the end, Luo Binhan was willing to pay any price to break up with him.When Luo Binhan pressed his hand on the cover of the picture album, ∈ suddenly flashed to his lap, put his head on his lap like a faithful pet dog, panting wildly and urged him to turn the book quickly.

"Don't waste time!" ∈ shouted nervously, "The woman is back any minute! She'll confiscate anything she doesn't like!"

Luo Binhan resisted the urge to kick him away (of course, because it was not practical), and tried his best to ignore the weightless head.At this time, he began to regret why he didn't stay in the warehouse, or find a pair of insulating gloves to go to the toilet.But now he is too tired to resist, and can only desperately endure the vicious dog lying on his lap, flipping through this children's picture book desperately.He found that the above content is about a story, mainly presented in the form of pictures, but also accompanied by a sentence or two of childish text.Although the handwriting is clear and neat, it seems rusty and deliberate, without any continuous strokes or changes in thickness, which makes people feel that this is a childish attempt of a beginner.Another point that Luo Binhan had already realized in the warehouse was that these handwritings, like the dates engraved on the surface of the abandoned dream machine, were all written in the language used in his hometown.

He flipped through the pages, trying to understand what was in the album.It was not as difficult as he feared, because the drawings and words on the paper were very coherent.He could even read the story directly:

Three fishermen are rowing out to sea.They are going to catch sea snakes.The first fisherman made fish smart.The second fisherman told the fish to become obedient.The third fisherman made the fish dream about the sea snake.The sea snake swims out of the fish's dream.The sea snake drove the fisherman away.The sea animals sang happily.

"Wow," ∈ commented, lying on his lap, "this is a very instructive story! Let's not eat fish anymore, do you agree, dear?"

"Get lost." Luo Binhan replied.


(End of this chapter)