Paper kept coming out of the printer's output slot, as though it were a perpetual motion machine that needed no electricity to produce paper.
The Drone watched for a while, then inspected the windows of the other rooms.
After patrolling the first floor, the Patrol Car reached the stairs and used its enormous wheels to roll up the steps.
With a hum, the Patrol Car rolled all the way up to the second floor and continued its patrol.
The Drone ascended, peering inside through the windows.
While the Drone was scouting, Ke Meng remembered something.
His Honey Juice was still in his scarf. Taking advantage of the lull while the Drone scouted, Ke Meng patted the Honey Juice out.
Luo Yuan saw a basin of thick, dark brown liquid that gave off a deeply puzzling impression.
"Is this... Honey Juice?" Cheng Le asked, looking at the strange substance with an odd expression.
This was Doctor Liang's first time seeing Honey Juice. True to its name, the liquid was full of mystery.
The wicker basket soaked in Honey Juice seemed to be made of water. It was utterly baffling.
Ke Meng borrowed a handgun from one of the soldiers, then patted a strange pair of Chopsticks out of his scarf.
The Chopsticks already had a little Honey Juice on them. Their back halves were normal wooden chopsticks, but their front halves gave the impression of burning flames, even though they were not on fire.
The nearby soldiers kept stealing glances at them. They could not help it. The things were so strange that the longer they looked, the more they questioned reality.
How could chopsticks be burning when there were clearly no flames?
As it turned out, they really were that baffling. Ke Meng used the strange Chopsticks to grip the