I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 335 Sand Sculpture Netizen Interlocutor

"How did you catch the brick phone this time, and how did the fishhook catch it?" Team Luo wondered. The fishing line was flying too fast just now, and the phone was thrown into the sky with a swipe, and the hook was instantly unhooked. He didn't see clearly what happened to the fishhook. Hook up the phone.

"You can take a look at the file playback of the high-speed camera." Kemen took out the temporary house, threw money on the spot, and asked Shirley to bring the brick phone into the temporary house. Kemen entered the house, closed the door and immediately moved out of Big Face Cat.

Team Luo couldn't enter the temporary house to watch Big Face Cat outside, so he could only stop the technician and adjust the files. He wanted to study fishing rods.

Now the fishing rod is on the ground, but no one can pick it up, only the supernatural beings can pick it up.

The ghost cat, Tangyuan, with its pumpkin head on its head and tears in its eyes, walked straight through the temporary house, entered the house, and came out again, as if testing the closed nature of the temporary house.

Kermon was distracted by the glutinous rice balls going back and forth, so he couldn't focus on the whole thing for fifteen seconds.

"You go out." Kemon said sternly.

"Meow meow!" Tangyuan meowed, feeling aggrieved, and at the same time more tears welled up from her dark eyes.

Tangyuan flicked the cat's tail, and left the temporary house through the wall with its tail upright.

Kemen turned his head and stared into the eyes of the big-faced cat. Fifteen seconds later, he officially obtained the information of Brick's phone.

"Sand Sculpture Netizen Talker"

"Function: You can communicate with a sand sculpture netizen without internet connection."

"The phone can only be used for calling and chatting, and has no other functions."

"Needs to be charged."

This thing is a small device with no special side effects marked, and it belongs to the category of six-level things.

"Sand sculpture netizen talker, this thing is very suitable for white sugar." Kemeng murmured.

After thinking about it, Kemon took out white sugar from the storage scarf.

Bai Shatang was covered in white hair and was not tall. He tightened his feathers as soon as he appeared on the stage, looking like he was ready for battle.

Bai Shatang's big black eyes turned and turned, seeing Kemeng looking at it, it immediately shrank its neck and shivered.

I always feel that the master's gaze is not very good, Bai Shatang's spirituality uttered the word danger, and the sand shook out from the cracks in the feathers.

Seeing Bai Shatang's frightened expression, Kemeng said helplessly, "This is a sand sculpture netizen communicator, for you to use."

I haven't seen the "sand sculpture language" of Baishatang play an obvious role. Maybe this time I can see the effect of sand sculpture language.

Bai Granang was stunned for a second when he heard the words "Sand Sculpture Netizen".

"Here." Kemeng said involuntarily, and forced the mobile phone the size of a brick into it.

What else can white sugar do, I can only accept it hard.

Sand Sculpture Netizen's talker is cold, and the phone has not been turned on, but Bai Shatang feels that it is not simple, and there may be a terrifying creature hidden in it.

stare.

The evil god's gaze never stopped, and Bai Shatang didn't dare to resist the evil god's will, so he could only press the power button.

Pressed the power button of the phone, but there was no response, Bai Granang thought it was broken, and felt happy.

It's so good, I can't even turn on the machine.

"It's out of power. It needs to be charged." Kemen opened the door of the temporary house and shouted to the technician, "Is there a power bank?"

"have!"

"Well, please bring a charging cable too." Kemeng, Shirley and Bai Shatang walked out of the temporary house, and Kemeng turned to put away the temporary house.

The technicians brought charging treasures and wires, and brought pliers with them.

The charging port of this brick mobile phone is not a mainstream charging port, requiring technicians to pull out the head of the charging head, and then use pliers to get a suitable wire.

A minute later, the brick phone was successfully charged.

Bai Granang tremblingly pressed the power button, and the feathers on his body kept shaking off the sand.

The sand-salt bug crawls out quickly to eat sand, and secretes fine white salt.

When the technician saw that Bai Granang was so nervous, he also became nervous.

Could this thing explode?

The technicians remembered the news that the battery of the mobile phone would expand due to heat and even explode, and their souls trembled, and they quickly backed away from Bai Shatang and the others.

He knows that investigators are national security figures responsible for maintaining stability, but they are also the ones who are most likely to come into contact with the source of danger. If you get close to them, there is a high probability that you will end badly. You should stay away from them appropriately to protect yourself.

Seeing an unknown "evil god" slipping so far, Bai Granu was even more frightened, feeling that this thing was not as common as Kemon said.

drop.

The brick phone lights up.

Bai Shatang shrank his neck, not daring to look at it, but the eyes of the evil god had been watching it, and it didn't dare not to look at it, so it could only half-close its eyes, looking at the screen of the brick phone with a faint gaze.

"Randomly select a sand sculpture netizen..."

The text on the Brick phone is from another country. The font is very strange. It is similar to paw prints. Kemeng can't understand it, but Bai Shatang can understand it unexpectedly.

"Acridine!" This is actually the language of the Sand Sculpture Clan!

Bai Shatang's eyes were no longer half-squinted, and his big Diaoyan eyes were opened round. There was a light in them, and he was attracted by the chatterbox of the sand sculpture netizen.

Kemeng's eyes also shifted from Baishatang to Brick's mobile phone. The sand sculpture language is the language of Baishatang's family, but the Baishatang family doesn't usually use sand sculpture script, and usually talks in sand sculpture language.

"Strange, is it an exclusive item of the Baishatang family?" Kemeng felt something in his heart. Could it be that it has the function of automatically changing the text.

Kemeng reached out to touch the phone, and the screen of the phone immediately changed into koi language, and Kemeng also understood the incomprehensible words.

"I see."

The Sand Sculpture Talker has the function of automatically translating languages, eliminating the problem of language barriers between the two parties in the conversation.

At this time, the sand sculpture dialogue machine randomly selected, and a netizen named "Day and Night" appeared.

"Hello." A female voice in an incomprehensible language sounded from the intercom.

Shiratoshi yelled loudly and greeted the girl.

The pronunciation of white sugar is not human pronunciation, but the other party can understand it, and communicate with white sugar in a friendly manner.

"May I ask what species you are, why do you feel that your voice is a bit strange?" the girl asked strangely.

Bai Granang thought for a while, and replied straightforwardly that she was a sand sculpture.

Kemon didn't touch the intercom at this time, and couldn't understand what they were saying.

Kemon understood what Bai Granang said, but he didn't understand the girl's voice.

Kermon reached out to touch the intercom and listened for a while.

The content of the conversation between the two of them was nothing interesting, it was all meaningless chat.

Kemeng didn't intend to join in, since there was no danger, let Bai Granang chat.

After this matter is over, the Autobots have found their place in society, and they can finally stand up as legitimate Autobots.

Even if it turns into a car, there is no need to worry about being checked. The investigation bureau will protect them, and they will never hesitate again.

And the Bureau of Investigation also got the Autobots' social accounts, took over the control of that small group, and sent professional psychologists to the group every day, so that those Autobots in foreign countries would not notice anything.

I feel that I can't write that kind of sand sculpture flavor now, it's a pity.