Blue and White Society Chapter 128: I’m still young

"Why don't I leave the meat here and you guys go? Don't worry, I've got the rhythm." Mo Poor said.

The old ghost was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Mo Poor to refuse, and then he said, "No, Taotie, I have to guard it. Don't be afraid, you can just take the elevator up from this floor, and the interpreter will pick you up, no It will be dangerous."

Mo Poor hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid of danger...but I'm afraid that you will lose control again. Killing the robots may anger the Taotie again. Although it's once and for all, I can appease you again, but there are too few of you. There are two members left, plus a D-level..."

Before he finished speaking, the old ghost calmly and quickly interrupted Mo Poor's words: "There is an additional D-class personnel who need to keep an eye on the painting, but can't there be D-202 who can help?"

Mo Poor's pupils shrank, and he looked at the old ghost with fear and admiration at the same time.

Just now, he actually forgot that D-202 was on the field all the time, and almost said that there was only one D-level personnel.

In Mo Poor's heart, there are only Xiao Feng, blond hair, and brown hair in the D-level personnel. The blond hair sacrificed, and he took Xiao Feng away, wouldn't there be only brown hair left?

This is an instinctive thought that doesn't work in the brain, and after all, it's still not careful enough. Various storage items and precautions were stirred up in the brain in a short period of time, and it was a slip of the tongue that blurted out.

What does it mean to have only one D-class personnel? Don't treat D-202 as a human being?

He is very sensitive, and thinks that he has been harmed by the contained objects into this inhuman and ghostly appearance. And the brown hair is completely human, Xiao Feng even has two extra eyes, and his blood has changed, but the brown hair doesn't have any weird appearance, it's just green phobia.

If it is said that there is only one D-level personnel, then it is not the one, it must be 202, not the brown hair.

If you say this, there is a great possibility of debunking it. Maybe 202 also went berserk on the spot: What? Am I not a D-Class?

Fortunately, the old ghost interrupted in time, and followed the conversation, gently exposing the mistake.

"Sure enough, I'm still not as experienced as a professional member. Their professionalism is as calm as iron, and I may not be more stable than them." Mo Qiong secretly thought, and suppressed a trace of pride in his heart.

The reason why he wanted to stay and throw the meat was because of the mistakes made by the old ghosts just now, which made him a little worried.

Those missed throws and missed throws, if Mo Poor hadn't been able to shoot the meat in the alley-oop with his sword, wouldn't he be dead?

This made Mo Poor feel that it might as well be him, he could throw it in with his eyes closed. Let the old ghosts and the others take Xiao Feng upstairs, and they are responsible for appeasing Taotie, feeding and stabilizing this beast.

Mo Poor is absolutely confident that he can do it. In terms of throwing, he is much more stable than these members.

That's why he made such a proposal, but he made a mistake before he finished his proposal.

Just like he helped to make up for the mistake before, the old ghost also cleverly rounded it up.

Who doesn't make mistakes?

The old ghosts and the others have been fighting for so long, from more than a hundred people to only a few left, their physical strength must not be able to hold on. It is force majeure. In this regard, they also gave an injection in time.

There is also Taotie's containment failure this time, which they did not expect in advance. They mistakenly sent Taotie to its soul mate, and locked it in the same building...

But who would have thought of this in advance? Who knew containment could have soul mates too? Taotie's soul mate is here?

There is no precedent for this kind of thing, it is really a blind spot of thinking, and it can only be used as a warning after it happens once.

In this way, it becomes experience, but this kind of experience needs to pay the price of blood. This time the containment failed, so many people died.

It is not so much a mistake as an accident. The containment business is full of unknowns, so there must be a lot of accidents.

As Lao An in the restricted area said: Do you know when the next meteorite will fall to the earth? No one knows when we will be destroyed by the containment, but before the day when we can't hold on, at least now we are safe, we have to persevere to the end.

In comparison, Mo Poor's mistake was too undeserved. He knew exactly what to do, but he blurted out what he hadn't thought of just now.

"I'm still too immature..." This section immediately calmed down Mo Poor, he was just a member of the masses.

Even though he is capable, he is not as professional as the members of the club. The old ghosts stayed here not only to deal with Taotie, but also to trick D-202 and the painting stared at by the brown hair dutifully.

Besides, Bao Buqi has other containment objects running over.

If Mo Poor is the only one here, if anything happens at that time, I'm afraid I will have to contact the old ghost to ask.

He didn't have this emergency capability, and he didn't think too much about it.

Regardless of whether the old ghosts are capable or not, they must do it. Even if Mo Poor suggested, they would not hand over this place to him.

"The feed is running out, don't waste time, immediately! Take D-80083 up immediately, Mo Poor...execute the order!" said the old ghost.

"Yes!" Mo Poor stopped talking nonsense, and immediately led Xiao Feng to the elevator.

In the old ghost's words just now, he was reminded of another thing, that is, there is not much food left.

They only brought up one barrel, which was a hundred tons, which sounded like a lot, but the gluttonous food was eaten too fast.

One ton in a few seconds, one ton in a few seconds, and it would have to be eaten in a few minutes, but the two commune members who went downstairs before didn't bring up the new feed in time, and the glutton had to go berserk!

This problem is not something that can be solved by whether he votes or not. A clever woman can't cook without rice.

Thinking of this, Mo Poor realized that what the old ghosts are actually shouldering is a more dangerous task. They will not and dare not let D-level personnel do the really critical suppression. In special times, members of the commune face more danger than D The level staff is still big.

Escorting all the way, only one blond died, but facing Taotie, more than a hundred died...

When Mo Poor thought about it, he felt that he was naive. Even if he dared to take this task, even if he had the ability, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

This makes him very unwilling, at least for now, he is just an untrained baby.

Seeing the two getting on the elevator, the old ghost laughed while throwing the meat: "This little guy, he just wants to run before he learns to walk."

The member said: "Oh? Are you ready to recommend him?"

"Well... But the recommender should be Li Qing, he was also recruited." The old ghost smiled.

"Well, it's been a long time since I selected someone from the limiters, but what he said is right, old ghost, if Taotie goes berserk again, the two of us alone can't be restrained with the weightlessness instrument."

The old ghost smiled and said: "It is true that you must have meat, but don't worry, trust your teammates, they will definitely arrive in time."

"What if it can't be delivered?" The member asked.

The old ghost said: "If it's too late, give another injection, and wait until it's too late."

"Understood, but I can hardly step on the air, I've finished all my candy, do you have any more?" The member was pale and sweating profusely, as if his blood sugar was too low.

"Not much more, I'm almost at the limit, the last box, half for each person." The old ghost took out a box, which contained large chunks of special sugar balls.

The member directly poured half of it into his mouth, then looked embarrassed, swallowed it hard and said, "What you bring is the original flavor? It's so sweet! I'm getting tired of it."

"I'm getting tired of eating other things. They're all sweet anyway. Recently, I feel that the original sweet taste is a bit fresher... How about it? Do you think it can create a large-scale air wall?" the old ghost asked.

The member tried to bounce, and saw that he easily walked into the air, as if the air had become a staircase, and then jumped twice on the spot, very light.

"It's almost there, it should be able to be made twice, but unfortunately it can't be stopped for long, it's just a gluttonous effort." The member sighed.

"If it's made into a wall, it's definitely not enough for it to eat, but if it's made into an air spring, at least it's enough for us to run around... for a while." The old ghost said.

"What if it ignores us?" asked the member.

The old ghost breathed a sigh of relief: "As usual, take off your clothes to reveal your muscles. If you skin it in front of it, it will bite you."

"Again... use this trick again..." The member was sad for a moment, and the faces of several brothers who died under this kind of taunting not long ago flashed in his mind...

This is a technical job that requires real extreme operations...

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