Chapter 1202: World of Two

"As you can see, the big whale-like ship underneath is exactly the number b. which departs from Kajin Country to the New Continent."

On the TV screen, number b. was shot from a bird's-eye view, like a black and fat whale that was motionless.

Judging from the picture, it is easy to guess that it was shot in a helicopter.

The photographer chose a very tricky shooting angle, able to frame the female reporter and No. b. together in the shot.

"It is reported that the fisherman who sailed from Dongmo Port was the first to discover No. b. The person in charge of the relevant department is actively collecting the testimony of the fisherman."

"Currently, the reason why No. b. appeared here is still unknown. Before the arrival of the International Transit Bureau, freelancers flocked from all over the world to conduct a lot of shooting around No. b. .”

The female reporter explained the situation below with a slightly excited expression.

On the surface of the sea around No. b., there are sea ships moored one after another.

In the sky, there are quite a few helicopters circling, most of which are special helicopters for the media.

Suddenly, the female reporter noticed that there was a fleet sailing here on the distant sea, and there were also a lot of helicopters above the fleet.

After discovering this scene, the female reporter hurriedly signaled the cameraman to shift the lens to the fleet.

The photographer understood, turned the lens, and captured the magnificent fleet of ships and helicopters into the lens.

"Look, there is a large-scale fleet sailing in the direction of number b. at this time, it is most likely the team of the International Ferry Bureau."

After a while, the fleet zoomed in so that the camera could clearly capture the flag representing the International Transit Bureau.

"That's right, it's the team from the International Ferry Bureau, and the non-related personnel surrounding No. b. are being driven away."

"At the same time, helicopters landed on top of b. 6 consecutively."

In the room on the second floor, the TV screen stopped abruptly, turned into a thin line, and finally disappeared.

The voice suddenly disappeared, and Mai, who couldn't see her eyes, froze for a moment.

"Play chess."

Meluam put down the remote control softly, and looked at Mai calmly with her head tilted.

"It's not time yet."

Mai Mai's cheeks puffed up slightly, a little annoyed and Meluam turned off the TV on his own initiative.

Obviously there is a lot of time to play chess every day, but even the short rest time has to be deprived, it is simply impossible to get used to it all the time.

Seeing Xiaomai's slightly annoyed expression, Meluem pursed her lips and stood her ground. Rather than watching these boring news, it's better to use the time to play chess.

"Turn on the TV!"

The wheat raised the volume a bit.

"not open."

"Can you open it?"

"not open."

"I'll ask you one last time, can you open it?"

"No……"

In the middle of speaking, Meluem suddenly stopped.

He looked at the wheat with tears in his eyes when he opened his eyes, and swallowed the word "open" in a daze.

"The news... is boring, isn't it?"

Meruam turned his head, not daring to look at the current wheat.

He always felt that the news being broadcast was not nutritious at all, and playing chess was more important.

"But I think it's very interesting! Also, we are always at home, so we have to watch the news and radio from time to time to understand the changes in society!"

Meluem's stubbornness made Xiaomai almost cry.

"..."

Meluem opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he couldn't utter the [meaningless] words.

Faced with Mai Mai's insistence, he still compromised, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV screen, and the female reporter's voice came out.

Hearing the sound, Maimai's face suddenly turned cloudy and clear. He couldn't see it, but he focused on the TV screen.

Meluam put down the remote control again, and looked at Mai silently.

You can take me back at any time, but you still use language to try to convince me, what a fool.

Meruam thought silently.

but,

Isn't this a kind of respect from the heart?

You must know that from the standpoint of both parties, he is Mai Mai's Nian Beast, and Mai Mai is his master.

Meluam was not interested in the news on TV, and looked up at the clock from time to time, hoping that the rest time would end soon so that Xiaomai could continue playing chess with him.

During the tedious and silent waiting, Meluem would look at the wheat every once in a while.

That way of concentrating like a well-behaved student listening to a class always makes Meluem develop some different emotions.

He feels that the longer he spends with Mai, the more human he becomes.

And their relationship is also changing with the time they spend together.

Although they are not lovers, they are definitely not emperors and subjects.

The current time, the current world, is what he wants.

"Meluem, why is there no one in such a big boat?"

Listening to the real-time report brought by the female reporter, Maimai felt puzzled when she heard that there was no one in number b.

"Suicide, or be killed."

Meruam didn't pay attention to the news, but it didn't prevent him from answering Xiaomai's question.

"So it is!" Mai Mai clapped her hands suddenly, "Why didn't I think there were only these two possibilities?"

"You still have five minutes to squander."

Meluem gave a very inappropriate reminder.

"Disappointment!"

Wheat snorted.

After getting along for a long time, it seems that some changes have taken place in Xiaomai and Meruam.

five minutes later.

"Come on, play chess."

Meruam couldn't wait to set the chessboard.

The chessboard was given to Xiaomai by Luo.

Thanks to Luo who sealed his thoughts after death in the chessboard, and then Mai Mai awakened his ability, using the chessboard as a medium, allowing him to reappear in the world as a beast.

He was grateful to Luo and also to Mai.

"But the news isn't over yet."

"Crack."

The TV was decisively turned off by Meluem.

Wheat was at a loss, so he could only honestly turn around and face the chessboard.

"By the way, whose turn is it to cook today?"

"you."

"Okay, what would you like to eat?"

"casual."

"Well, then the dinner will be fried white skin with root and boiled lotus beans."

"..."

Meruam was silent for a while, and tentatively asked: "Can I change it to something else?"

"But you just said whatever you want."

"..."

Meruem shook her head slightly.

"let's start."

In the ordinary, but very cozy small building, the crisp sound of chess pieces falling onto the board continued to be heard.

One person and one ant who had been engrossed in going to the world of military chess and chess were not affected by the news just now.

Far away on Kukupo Mountain, on top of an extinct volcano, is the Mansion of Beating the Enemy.

In the spacious and cold room, Maha was sitting on an old-fashioned reclining chair, and in front of him was a TV that was turned on, but instead of playing his favorite cartoons, there was news about No. b.

Maha turned off the TV, narrowed his eyes slightly, it was difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Maha said lazily.

The door is then opened, and the person who comes in is a joke.

"Grandfather, Qi Ya is back, Dad asked me to tell you."

Maha raised his eyes to look at Mi Chi, his nose moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the finely-shattered potato chips on the corner of Mi Chi's mouth.

"Mustard."

"ha?"

Mi Ji froze for a moment, but didn't react.

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