"I can understand the housework. Lao Wang's wife, who is thirty years old, is doing housework in all aspects. But business... how do they do business? Who do business with?"

Bai Wu climbed over those books about business. Apart from marketing knowledge and successful learning of chicken soup, most of them talk about trade.

Looking at the bookshelf, it seems that knowledge related to trade accounts for 70%.

Bai Wu vaguely felt something was wrong here.

But at this time, a dog barking came from outside the window.

The white mist got up and made a cup of coffee for himself. I originally wanted to speculate on the reason why the dog barked, but I couldn't help but barked them all the time, and I didn't have the fourth level of dog speech.

Bai Wu closed the window.

The moment the window closed, a strange atmosphere made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Everything in the room was normal. This white mist had been confirmed with the Eye of Prell. There was no surveillance and no submission items.

"It can be so quiet?"

So Bai Wu did another thing and opened the window. At this time, the TV suddenly lit up.

"According to our station's report, at 4 pm in the third block of the Food City, in the sewer, plumbers found a large number of huge mice running out of the pipeline. A large number of mice may be in trouble in the city in the near future. The Disease Monitoring Center is preparing to deal with the plague."

The video on the TV shows that many mice gushing out of the sewer, almost bigger than some fat orange cats. Some of them are biting certain human organs in their mouths.

Food City, the third block.

Bai Wu subconsciously frowned because he had heard of this address. But soon he thought of something.

"I was going to open the window, and the TV suddenly started."

Bai Wu did not disrupt his steps because of a sudden news, but was preparing to open the window again.

The moment the window was opened, the TV screen suddenly began to flash with snowflakes, and you could still hear the obvious sound of electric current.

The sound of the wind and the barking of the dog outside the house came again.

Bai Wu was a little confused. Is the window really good sound insulation effect?

No... If the sound insulation is good, why is there no movement outside the door?

He closed the window again, and the TV signal became much more stable.

"Why does TV broadcast news from seven hundred years ago..."

The second news soon arrived.

"About the matter of being difficult to buy tickets, the current external person in charge of the Ark Plan declares that it will be resolved as soon as possible to ensure that the masses are qualified to board the departing ship. But despite this, many people are still gathering on the Financial Street to demonstrate by strikes and marches."

Boat ticket?

Bai Wu remembered the flight to the tower...

What is the ark plan? The tower?

According to Bai Wu’s current understanding of the tower, he does not believe that the tower is made by humans.

"What is the meaning of these news playing here? Are you the manor itself? Or some evil deed? What message do you want me to see?"

This sentence seems to have some magic power. Since Bai Wu has not completely moved in, it seems that some words can be said.

The TV picture instantly turned into a black background, with green 0 and 1 floating between them.

Bai Wu originally thought it was a string of extremely long binary numbers. But soon he discovered something was wrong.

The numbers in some places are brighter, while the numbers in some places are dim.

Under the color difference between light and dark, a smiling face is formed.

But when Bai Wu didn't have time to see the details of her smiling face... the TV station jumped again.

"What if I shut you down at this time?"

The events that happened at this time were already very supernatural, but Bai Wu had no sense of fear. He did not turn off the TV because there was a feeling that these news was not playing meaninglessly...

Maybe if you don’t watch it today, you won’t see it tomorrow.

Especially the next news, he was quite interested. The TV screen was a reporter interviewing a senior detective.

"Do you think the behavior of the masked weirdo constitutes a crime?"

"Yes, as of now, I need to capture the evil deed and study its origins, but the masked monster clearly believes that his existence is above our law, and he takes the evil deed to places we do not know..."

"But evil deeds do threaten the safety of citizens, right? According to many citizens, if the masked monster did not appear at that time, they would be in danger of their lives."

"Impossible, our city is safe!" The Inspector's last sentence was obviously angry.

After the TV arrived here, another program was changed.

Every time I change the channel, due to signal problems, Bai Wu will briefly see a certain picture.

This time he recorded the picture.

It is a smiling face, it seems to be a smiling face of a girl.

This show seems to be a talk show interview.

"Actually, there is no need for everyone to panic. Evil fall? The ark? The tower? All are false! There are many rumors of the end of the world in human history, but when did it come true? Are our resources not enough for us to live? Obviously, this planet has not reached the point of complete exhaustion... Is our technology not enough for us to overcome difficulties? When you are still watching the show, it means that you are in a warm bed, enjoying the happiness that those anxious people cannot feel, right?"

"If you don't believe it, open the Food City Guardian. As long as it is eight o'clock, the Food City Guardian is still playing cartoons instead of the eight o'clock news, which means there is no end of the world."

An hourly countdown appeared in the upper right corner of the TV. Although Baiwu’s current time is not eight o’clock at night.

The TV also cooperated with the food city guards, and the painting style was so delicate that a certain anime character was speaking Japanese:

"My name is Aliang, 33 years old. I live in the villa area of ​​the Shicheng Commercial Street, unmarried. I serve my friend Axian's coffee shop. I have to work overtime until 8 pm every day to go home. I don't smoke, I only drink lightly. I go to bed at 11 pm and sleep for 8 hours a day. Before going to bed, I must drink a glass of warm milk, then do 20 minutes of soft fucking, and fall asleep immediately after getting on bed. I will never leave fatigue and stress until the next day. The doctors say I am normal."

Even at this time, the food city guards were still playing cartoons, but soon, words appeared in the middle of the cartoon.

Interstitial news! An unprecedented group of evil fallen groups are about to attack our city! Please flee quickly!

The TV is turned off.
Chapter completed!