At the World Monitoring Center of the Starry Plane, the young man on duty and the supervisor were both lit up at the same time, because the trace of the tractor flashed again on the plane monitoring screen.

"The fifth time! But the signal is getting weaker and weaker. Next time, we may not be able to monitor..." The young man was both excited and worried, "Don't let him become the next mutated creator hiding in the crowd. A betrayer like Ni Ou can't appear again!"

The supervisor only focused on the information feedback from monitoring and was very excited: "Further narrowing the scope, the urban area of ​​Shanglin City!"

His eyes turned to the screen on the other side, and the list of seeds on it had been reduced to less than 20,000 people.

Loren's name is still listed. In addition to the original basic introduction, there are notes on recent major events. The first one above is: participants and survivors of the illegal underground project "Birthday Resort".

Therefore, the font of his name has become bold.

Of course, there are still thousands of names that are bolded like this.

The supervisor wandered over these names and began to murmur again.

At this time, Loren was walking into his new dormitory with exhaustion.

Shanglin No. 1 Middle School is a prestigious school with a starry sky, with a standard four-person dormitory, which is quite spacious and bright.

It contains the usual messy and unique smell of the boys' dormitory, and a familiar voice that welcomes him: "Hi, male god, it turns out that the new roommate is you!"

Loren turned his head and saw a little fat man lying on the upper bunk of the first bed at the entrance, looking at himself with a smile. He was his new deskmate after returning to school.

He smiled back and said, "Hi, hello!" Then he remembered that he didn't seem to know the name of this deskmate, so he had to try to smile more kindly, walked towards his designated bed, and began to clean up the bed.

But the fat man sat up enthusiastically: "Hi, male god, we will live together in the future."

"..." Loren felt that this statement was wrong, but he was embarrassed to hit the fat man's enthusiasm.

However, the fat man himself thought this statement was inappropriate and immediately corrected it: "Bao, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, this statement is too ambiguous... Otherwise, would it be more domineering to describe this relationship by using snakes and rats to describe it?"

"..." Loren was already considering whether to apply for a dormitory transfer.

"By the way, there is a third cohabitant in our dormitory. Guess, is it a man or a woman?" The fat man continued to be enthusiastic, showing his talkative nature.

Well, this is a boy's dormitory, of course it's a man! But this fat man actually asked this, could it be...

Loren wondered, "Is it a woman?"

The little fat man was extremely shocked: "How is it possible?! This is the boy's dormitory! Of course that roommate is a man! Tsk tsk, male god, your answer completely reveals your dirty inner world. Let those girls who like to see you know the truth. How sad should they be? Those shallow people, only see your appearance, but never see your dirty inner..."

Oh my God, when you ask induce questions like this, everyone will think of another direction. Who is dirty? Do you still have a lower limit?

Loren had to smile bitterly and responded: "In front of you, I feel inferior because my lower limit is too high!"

The little fat man laughed at it and regarded it as a kind of praise: "Hey, we are all interesting people, and we will definitely have many common topics in the future."

Loren casually said: "I have an interesting soul, do you have an interesting appearance?"

The little fat man laughed again.

The experience of living outside for many years has allowed Loren to quickly pack up his new bed, and as the little fat man talks, he takes toiletries and goes to the public bathroom at the end of the corridor.

When Loren came back, the little fat man was obviously not overjoyed and sat up from the bed: "By the way, male god, your name is Loren, remember correctly."

"Yeah!" Loren also took the opportunity to ask, "What is your name?"

"Zhu Xuanyuan. Everyone likes to call me Xiao Zhu."

"Oh, pig..."

Loren's feeling of fatigue had become deeper, and his sleepiness had already come to climb onto the bed.

But the piglet didn't let him go and said, "I still remember that I talked to you yesterday about this. I have two girlfriends."

"Remember..." Loren responded vaguely, too lazy to see the little fat man's left and right hands again.

Xiaozhu said: "Oh, but I have a new confusion recently, and I met a very good girl again. However, she is close to me, and my handsome appearance does not have the right to attract her... But when I get too close to other girls, she seems to have a big objection. What do you think she thinks?"

Loren responded in a confused voice: "Some opposite sexes are not suitable for being lovers, and they are reluctant to give them to others... so they become spare tires."

What did the piglet answer? Loren can no longer hear it. It is also good to have a chatterbox roommate, which is very helpful for sleep.

In fact, Loren didn't sleep for long, and when it was 11:30 at night, the alarm clock woke him up.

Among the student tasks assigned to him by Shanglin No. 1 Middle School, one of them was related to the scientific research center. After all, he was a student with excellent grades. When he successfully resumed school, the archives were automatically transferred by the scientific research center and Loren was recruited as a research assistant.

This is also his position in the scientific research center three years ago, but in the past it was an interest, but now it is a job.

The salary is only a symbolic contribution point of 600 per month, but for a middle school student, becoming an assistant to a scientific research center is an honor for the top students.

The scientific research building, this spire building is like a contemplative wise man in the night, as quiet as water. Only on the spire, the occasionally twinkling twelve colors reminds people that this wise man is also the manager of a place of time and space, managing the twelve secondary plane worlds.

This is where Loren looked at the rooftop where Susie jumped off the building a few days ago, and where she looked through the window at the previous resumption hearing...

Just like the will of heaven, and like fate, he finally came to this position.

The long-simmering plan was originally just a seed, buried in the deepest part of his heart, but now the seed has broken through the ground, the bill is rain and dew, and the economic pressure is sunshine, forcing it to begin to sprout and grow upwards.

When school was over yesterday, he had already come here to go through the entry procedures, so now he can directly enter by swiping his card.

The young security guard on duty in the hall looked at the brand new work sign on Loren's chest, thinking that Loren was a newcomer, and smiled comfortably: "It's not hard to work on the night, so you go up and go to bed. When you wait for your inspection time, you will inspect the computer room according to the process. Generally, there will be no trouble. We are No. 1 Middle School!"

Loren returned with a shy smile, nodded in thanking him, and then took the elevator to the sixth floor to the system's designated lounge, which was empty.

He walked into the bathroom calmly, closed the door, and glanced around carefully. After confirming that there was no hidden surveillance, he untied his schoolbag on one side of the washbasin and took out his creation tool box.

The scientific research building has its own "firewall" that can isolate most signals from the outside world to snoop. Loren happened to create this creature. He also needs to determine one thing, what impact will the appearance of a tractor have on his creatures.

A blank card, a creator pen, an elemental color disc centered on the wood element.

When I picked up the pen, adjusted the color, outlined it on the card, I almost finished it with a wave, and a lifelike red-scaled tung tree had already taken shape.

Loren waved dozens of strokes at will to ensure its uniqueness and uniqueness. A card of Red Scale Tong has been made.

If Ruan Tianyao and the leaders who questioned Loren saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. The rumored tree species card that takes a lot of time to construct would be as easy as copying and pasting in Loren's hands.

It will indeed consume a lot of energy, but it will never consume the so-called talent and talent.

If the mental power consumed requires time to recover, Loren can completely mass produce ordinary tree species cards.

I carefully observed the red-scaled tung on the card. The lines seemed to be clearer than what I usually made. I don’t know if it was psychologically suggestive, but I also felt that it had a little more light luster.

Loren simply lit up the card, and the phantom of the red-scaled tung tree had already floated in the void on the card.

He looked at his fingers to sense its wood element purity.

In the past, his wood element card making level was generally maintained at around 95%, which was the top level among experts.

But now, when he made this card, he deliberately lowered his state and reached 96%, which is considered to have entered the purity level of master level.

Loren finally felt a little surprise, which could improve the purity of the creation, which is a real benefit, and most importantly, the card does not reveal any traces of mutation in the world within the cardmaker.

He was worried that this was an illusion of mental perception, so he took out the detector from the toolbox to detect the accurate value of the Red Scale Tong. The final result was 96.012...
Chapter completed!