Super Gene Optimization Fluid (Super Gene Optimization Solution)

Chapter one hundred and eighty wind chimes

The periphery of West Milton City is blocked by two layers of sand-proof walls. Even so, the city is still surrounded by yellow sand. The thickness of the sand on the road can even reach half a meter. Stepping on it is a deep footprint. Soon, The strong wind will drown these footprints with sand grains, leaving no trace. (apex novels hand-beating novels)

The gray buildings are next to each other. These buildings seem to be some years old. Fortunately, in order to defend against the severe local climate, the doors, windows and walls have been reinforced. The walls are reinforced concrete structures with a thickness of 30 centimeters. , and the doors and windows are all double, or even triple.

Xia Fei wrapped his head in a blanket and walked on the narrow and dark streets of the city. From the outside, he looked like a nomad from the grasslands. Most of the locals also dressed in this way, wrapping themselves tightly with thick fabrics. , even male and female are difficult to distinguish.

There are no people on the street, and a few pedestrians are walking hard against the wall, avoiding the invasion of the wind and sand, all in a hurry.

According to Supermicro Computer's instructions, Xia Fei managed to find the wind chime wine.

This wine is on a relatively wide road, the heavy alloy door is closed, and there is a broken signboard hanging at the door, covered with a thick layer of loess, and it is impossible to read what is written clearly.

There was a lot of people in the wine, and it was only noon now, and a large number of drinkers gathered in the wine to chat and laugh loudly, and they could clearly hear it when they stood outside.

Pushing open the first door, there was a porch inside. Xia Fei shook off the sand from his body, hung the blanket on the hanger on the porch, and spat fiercely on the ground. Despite the blanket's protection, Xia Fei's mouth and nose still remained. Filled with sand, even the spit is yellow.

Lighting up a Hongta Mountain, Xia Fei walked into the wine.

嘡唷~

The crisp copper bell came, and the people in the wine turned around to look at Xia Fei, a stranger. The rough faces were like rocks in the desert, rough and hard, their eyes were cloudy, and they were dressed in strange clothes. Some people only wear a vest, some people wear thick leather clothes, I really don't know if they live in the same season.

The wine smelled a little sour. Xia Fei wrinkled his nose and found a corner to sit down. There were leftover meals from other guests on the solid wood table, a piece of dark bread, and some black mush mixed with green peas. The substance seemed to be charred pork.

The drinkers turned their heads and stopped paying attention to Xia Fei, but they still rolled their eyes from time to time, and their voices were obviously lower than before. Obviously, there were not many outsiders here.

A young man wearing an apron walked up to Xia Fei. According to Xia Fei's speculation, the apron was supposed to be white, but now no matter how you look at it, there is no white spot. The young man's face is the same as his The apron was as dirty as if it had not been washed for a long time.

"What to eat?" The young man asked with narrowed eyes, his voice was weak, as if he hadn't woken up yet, his attitude was not like he was serving Xia Fei, but was collecting debts from him.

"What's there to eat?" Xia Fei asked back.

The young man pursed his lips, "Only stewed pork with peas."

Xia Fei nodded slightly, "Okay, that's all."

"Do you want absinthe?"

"I do not drink."

As soon as I heard that Xia Fei didn't drink, there was a series of laughter in the wine. On this desolate planet, there are very few men who don't drink, unless he can't afford it, so Xia Fei who doesn't drink becomes a mockery of others. Object.

The young man walked away with a satisfied smile, and after a while, he brought a glass of water and a plate of red food.

This plate of stewed pork with peas is obviously different from the one just now, with a lot of red substance added, and the spicy taste can be smelled from a few meters away.

The young man in the apron and the surrounding drinkers were staring at Xia Fei maliciously, as if they were all looking forward to something.

"By the way, I'm looking for wind chimes." Xia Fei said.

The young man was slightly startled, "Who are you? Looking for our sister Fengling?"

Xia Fei clamped the cigarette butt between two fingers and flicked it lightly. The cigarette butt with sparks slammed against the wall and went out instantly.

"It's just a long way to go."

After saying that, Xia Fei took a spoonful of pea stew and filled it into his mouth, chewed it hard, raised his eyebrows and said, "It tastes good."

The young man on the side was stunned. There were no more than three or two of the local specialty Chaotian peppers in this plate of peas. Not to mention people, even a cow who ate so many peppers would have to burn its stomach. Xia Fei was not only eating, And when he took a big mouthful, there was no expression on his face, as if he couldn't feel the spicy food at all.

The surrounding drinkers had weird expressions. They were waiting for Xia Fei to be choked by the chili peppers, but Xia Fei's actions made them dizzy for a while. Append.

Xia Fei ate quickly, and three mouthfuls of peas on a large plate disappeared. He dipped the chili sauce under the plate with black bread. Although this plate of food was not delicate, waste was never his habit.

Xia Fei wiped his hands and lit a cigarette again and said, "Call the wind chimes to see me."

The young man finally recovered his senses, and hurriedly put away the tableware on the table and quietly got out of the door after drinking.

The voices of the drinkers are even lower, and those who can eat three or two chili peppers in one go will never be a small person. The average person will cry and cry when they taste it.

Spicy and sweet is just a feeling. The psychic can completely use his own ability to prevent these sensory signals from being transmitted in the brain. Xia Fei has the ability to manipulate the mind and can of course do this. Besides, in the year of inheriting the planet, In order to survive, as long as it is edible food, Xia Fei has tried it, no matter how unpalatable it is. This chili pepper is nothing to him at all.

After about ten minutes, a woman wrapped in black cloth walked in slowly from the door after drinking.

"Ms. Feng Chi."

"Ms. Feng Chi."

The men in the wine greeted this woman one after another. No matter her age, they all called her Sister Fengling. It seems that this woman is still famous in the local area.

Xia Fei looked at it curiously. Feng Chi was about thirty years old, with dark skin, a red birthmark on the left side of his face, and curved eyes, even if he didn't smile, he seemed to be smiling.

Her figure, appearance, and dress were all ordinary, and her temperament also seemed approachable. Xia Fei knew that ordinaryness and her smile were just the surface of her.

Feng Chi glanced at Xia Fei, her eyes seemed slightly surprised, and then she looked out the window and said lightly, "It's getting late, it's closing time."

"Yes." The young man with an apron and a bartender in his fifties hurriedly lifted a piece of wood from the corner and sealed the door and window from the outside.

The drinkers paid their bills and turned to leave. From their expressions, they were a little dissatisfied. After all, it was only noon, and it was too early for a wine company to close now. Of course, they opened in the morning. The wine is also rare.

The drinkers left angrily, the wine door was closed, the young man and the bartender also left with interest, and only Xia Fei and Feng Chi were left in the room.

The wind chimes sent his buddy to the back door, and then came to sit opposite Xia Fei.

"You are Xia Fei?" Feng Chi asked with some doubts.

Xia Fei nodded, "I am."

The wind chimes turned into two crescents, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so young."

Xia Fei smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that Uncle Potter's friend turned out to be a woman, and this woman is very temperamental."

The wind chimes covered their mouths and smiled happily, and let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, "You are very good at talking, which is much better than Potter's elm knot."

There seemed to be some ambiguity between the words, "Could this be Potter's woman?" Xia Fei asked suspiciously.

"Let's get down to business, what happened to Uncle Potter?" Xia Fei asked with a frown.

Speaking of old Potter, the smile on Feng Chi's face immediately disappeared, replaced by a faint sadness.

"Potter came here about a year ago." Feng Chi said, "I don't know why he came back here from the league."

"Go back here?" Xia Feihu questioned.

"What? Old Potter didn't tell you about himself?"

Xia Fei shook his head, "No, I only know that he was a soldier before, and he doesn't know anything else."

"That's right, there used to be an alliance inspection fleet that patrolled from the alliance to the Death Star Territory every year. Potter is the logistics chief of that fleet. Unfortunately, the alliance has paid less and less attention to us in recent years. , even the only fleet has been cancelled." Feng Chi said while recalling.

The position of the logistics chief of an alliance secret service fleet is not low. It should be regarded as the third highest position in the fleet after the fleet commander and chief of staff. It is true that Porter joined the army when he was young, but he is definitely not an ordinary soldier. .

But why did he go to the desolate battleship graveyard to open a repair shop after leaving the army? For survival? Impossible, a senior military officer would not worry about making a living even if he was poor. Old Potter must have his own special reasons for doing so.

Xia Fei thought for a while and asked, "What year did Uncle Potter serve as the logistics chief of the special fleet?"

Feng Chi tilted his head and thought for a while, "Fifty-two years ago."

Xia Fei didn't feel any surprise. He already knew the connection between power level and lifespan. Old Potter looked in his seventies. If he was the chief logistics officer fifty years ago, he should have exceeded one hundred by now. As for the age of the wind chimes, Xia Fei didn't dare to guess. She and Potter were friends, and they were probably not too young.

"Did Uncle Potter say why he came back here?" Xia Fei asked again.

Feng Chi shook his head, "He never told me about it, but he often walked away and came back in a hurry by himself. I saw his expression, and every time he came back, he seemed very disappointed. I called to my side and gave this thing to me."

After all, the wind chimes took out a golden disc from the space ring, which is the main body of the ancient communication system, through which information can be sent no matter how far away.

"How did he tell you?" Xia Fei asked anxiously.

"He told me about you, and told me to use this thing to notify you if he didn't come back after a month."

"Notify me to come?"

"No." Feng Chi shook his head, "I inform you not to come."