Die For Life

"The information input module has been confirmed."

"The main control module has been confirmed."

"The output module is confirmed."

"The countdown begins, three, two, one...start!"

Leyu pulled down the operating lever heavily, hot steam came out of the chassis, and the gears and chains that filled a half-story building suddenly turned rumblingly. The huge black steel gears drove countless small gears, like a monster breathing.

Leyu seized the time and clicked back and forth on the small keyboard with only sixteen keys. The steam monster responded instantly, making a ‘tick-to-tick’ sound, and ejected a sheet of white paper from the steel abdomen.

After only operating for ten seconds, the steam monster stopped. Leyu took the paper and saw a line written on it:

"Odd becomes even and remains unchanged, the symbol looks at the quadrant"

"Fuck!" Leyu could not help admiring.

He is now on the sixth floor of the Platinum Tower, which is different from the people outside who think the Platinum Tower is a seven-story library. Except for the personal library of Xie Liting on the first floor, the other floors are not used for collecting books— —For example, the sixth floor is a toy room for Chahuan.

Just like Cha Huan raised a parrot that I don’t know if it’s a human being, his toy is naturally extraordinary—the “toy” in front of Leyu is the “typewriter” that Cha Huan spent three years at work making. ', you can type five hundred different common words.

Huiyao's characters are also square characters. Chahuan has created a writing input method similar to five strokes, which uses 16 different strokes to compose different characters.

Even if the idea is very concise, the products produced are still incredibly large. After all, there is no CPU in this era, and even the radio direct current is only in the beginning, and Chahuan chose the most accurate but also the most bloated differential engine route. A'typewriter' is made up of logical modules composed of gears. Because it is too fat, it even needs a Yaoshi steam engine to drive it.

There is no possibility of mass production, or even practicality, because the gear drive process takes at least three or four seconds, and the writing speed of normal people is faster than this ‘typewriter’.

However, it is fun, it is awesome, it is handsome.

Leyu looked very envious.

This is a joy that Leyu can hardly obtain.

Even in the period of Jing Zhengwei, sitting on the joy of having thousands of net worth breaking his legs without worrying, he could not have this kind of happiness. At that time, he had to think about too many things, and he didn't have time to do this kind of ‘meaningless entertainment’. A day’s consumption was eating, drinking, and having fun, and Qinglan provided the part of the fun for free, or he provided it to Qinglan for free.

So why is it that beating workers is more high-end than capitalists? Because they will spend as much as they earn, and only a small part of it will be saved. However, capitalists have made a lot of money, but they can't spend it at all, and wealth is forced to become a pile of waste paper. In this era when financial markets do not exist at all, the abuses of capitalists appear to be particularly strong.

Money that does not enter the market is like a fat house...just like the lower body of an eunuch, it has no meaning at all except self-heal.

Like this kind of adult toys full of whimsical ideas, really only old men like Chahuan who are rich, have leisure, have skills, and have no nightlife are qualified to play.

Oh, Chahuan has a nightlife recently, no wonder he gave me this toy room.

Leyu sat on the bench, looked at this mountain-like ‘typewriter’, and continued to perfect his plan of the Great Devil in his heart. Although he has officially become the'acting principal', not to mention the spiritual authority of the Platinum Tower, he can't even enter the seventh floor-that is Chahuan's private office. Unless he is dead, others don't want to be the seventh floor. Owner.

Moreover, even if Cha Huan died, Xie Liting would follow his instructions and burn the seventh floor first, comparable to modern people destroying computer hard drives.

Leyu smiled and asked, ‘you always have so many shameful things’, but Cha Huan gave him a blank look and replied:

"It's not that my work is shameless, it's that people do not see me. If my manuscripts are circulated, the deaths will not be less than those of people who have died in the past two years."

Sometimes Leyu feels that it's better to curse Cha Huan directly, ‘you’re a messed up old man with bad aesthetics,’ and then be beaten to death by Cha Huan, and die for Cheng Cha Huan to live. Maybe it’s a good time.

But he thought about it for a while, this would be too sorry for Qing Lan. After all, I am embarrassed to change my body. In order to express his apologies, Leyu feels that he must at least provide Qing Lan with a young and strong body.

More importantly, Leyu dare not.

After all, the parrot in the birdcage had already said a third different thing to him.

For this reason, the only benefit that the'acting principal' brings to Leyu is that he can travel around the first to sixth floors of the Platinum Tower and stay here every day.

Otherwise, no more.

Cha Huan wasn't stupid either. He didn't know that Leyu was the scabbard of Shuiyun Palace. Naturally, he wouldn't give Leyu a trace of power.

In fact, Le Yu has not tried Cha Huan's "Who do you think is more suitable to be the emperor", but Cha Huan directly replied, "I will be the most **** fit," and Le Yu knew that he was looking for a sword. Will not be biased towards oneself-at least not obviously biased towards oneself.

Two days later is the time when he was assassinated. Leyu needs to complete the details of the'anti-kill plan' as soon as possible. After visiting the Platinum Tower, Leyu suddenly came up with a very subtle idea, but time is running out and I don't know if it will be too late to prepare.

Just as Leyu was rushing to write, the ladder suddenly rang, making the sound of the chain sliding.

There is a saying, Leyu thinks this feeling is quite horrible. The sound of the chain, the rumbling sound of the ladder rising up, coupled with the first-person perspective of the language of music, it feels like waiting for a BOSS to appear on the stage.

Why can Cha Huan adapt to this...Oh yes, he can't wait for a boss to come and let him move his muscles and bones.

Humph!

The elevators jammed the elevator shafts on the floor and stopped steadily. The fence opened, and the people inside walked cautiously into the sixth floor.

"……Wow!"

Li Ying looked at the ‘typewriter’ that occupies the entire floor and couldn’t help but let out a surprise~www.readwn.com~ her eyes lit up, she didn’t pay attention to the happy words at all, and she looked around the typewriter. However, other people do not have the same aesthetic taste as Li Ying, and they just look around indifferently, or look at the scenery from the window.

"Hello, Teacher Qin."

"Hello, Brother Hongle."

Lin Xue, Qian Yuya, Kui Nianwei, and Ming Shuiyun all said hello in unison, and Qin Yueshi still looked like "If you say hello to me first, I'll try to answer you," Leyu is naturally very satisfied with her. Gesture, ignored her at all, closed the notebook in his hand, and said, "What's the matter?"

"I heard that you became the acting principal, I want to congratulate you." Lin Xue said.

Kui Nianwei immediately said, "Teacher Qin, do you need an assistant? I can help you!"

As soon as these words came out, the others subconsciously glanced at Kui Nianwei, even Li Ying, who was immersed in mechanical aesthetics, couldn't help turning his head and glanced at her. Kui Nian tilted his head to look at the others, wondering: "What's the matter? Teacher Qin has become the acting principal. There must be a lot of work to do. Shall we help?"

"No need." Leyu shook his head: "This acting principal is actually just a title. It has no practical meaning, let alone any extra work. The only special thing is that I can't hide at home during the day. I have to sit here and be caught by you. turn up."

Kui Nian blinked weakly: "Master Qin doesn't want to see us?"

"...Of course not. You came to visit me to celebrate for me. I am actually very happy, but for the sake of my stalwart teacher image, I can't show a trace of joy."

"It's okay, I can see your joy in your teacher's eyes!" Kuinian smiled weakly.

Leyu's eyebrows couldn't help but jump: "Oh! Really?! Then your observation ability is really good!"