Four Hundred and Eighty Eighth, Arts and Sciences

Someone once said that after one of the five senses of human beings is turned off, the other aspects will be slightly enhanced. The so-called five senses are form, color, sound, taste, and touch.

But the human body not only has the five senses, but also the legendary sixth sense, which is the soul.

Someone asked, does man really have a soul? Can a person really exist in the form of a soul body, and even that soul body has enough ability to affect reality?

Someone once tried it, and he closed his sense of taste, hearing, vision and so on year by year. After closing one by one, the promoted five senses will be greatly improved, as if those abolished five senses are all concentrated on one sense, the sense of touch.

Then, at the moment when his mood swings were the most violent, he ended his life, that is, ended his sense of touch.

Some people say that from that moment on he will exist in the form of a sixth sense, that is, a soul, but no one has confirmed this, and no one has seen the soul of that ruthless man.

Going back to the current situation and talking about the five senses, after some people are blind, their hearing will become particularly bad, but this is not universal, on the contrary, the memory of blind people is generally better than that of normal people.

Mr. Storyteller is the type with outstanding hearing and memory, so he can hear clearly what Xiaolu said to Ren Xiaosu.

Now, the granddaughter is actually whispering to outsiders without telling her...

Ren Xiaosu walked slowly towards his home after eating. Now he is a familiar face in the market town, but most people's impression of him is only "rich".

In the past, not only refugees came to ask for help, but also special occupations would come to the door in the middle of the night and ask him if he wanted to provide services, but he refused all of them, and sometimes even drove them away without even opening the door.

As for the haunting that Xiaolu said...he really guessed what was going on.

The door lock of the house was intact, Ren Xiaosu opened the door with the key, and walked straight to the backyard, only to see five people lying on the ground in the yard, and a pile of crushed potatoes...

These five people are all ordinary people, and they have long been interrupted by the potato shooter.

However, Ren Xiaosu didn't have any psychological burden. He saw several bone knives scattered in the yard. If ordinary people were in the yard, they would have been killed by these people.

Everyone in the market town knows that Ren Xiaosu is rich, so thieves would come into the house from time to time. In the past, Ren Xiaosu would do it himself, and then put it in a storage space and took it to the wilderness to bury it.

But now it's easy, Potato Shooter can help him get it all done.

The so-called haunting incident is probably the sound of these people being beaten by potato shooters after they turned into the backyard...

Let Ren Xiaosu think about it for himself, and feel that that night must have been extraordinarily pervasive.

The newly established recruitment office in the market town pays high wages, and the job they do is to build roads.

Fortress 178 has reached a cooperation with the Wang Consortium. The road in the Central Plains will soon go to the northwest, an express road for cars, and a railway leading to the Yuanzong Clan's fortress.

The railway can no longer be built deeper into the hinterland of the Northwest, because of the permafrost, it is too difficult to build, and the maintenance cost is too high.

As a result, at this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly received another text message: In the target barrier No. 61, the early morning team of the fire company in the residential building of No. 137 Lingbao Road is suspected of hiding in the evening team for an ambush, A-level, reward 1 million, and accept cooperation within 5 people , and can obtain the authority to use the safe house once, and can obtain our protection when encountering hunting.

Ren Xiaosu was stunned. This task was very similar to the previous task of Fortress No. 63, and Anjing Temple directly increased the task level and reward. Previously, no more than three people were allowed to cooperate, but now it has directly become five people.

In fact, cooperation or non-cooperation is false, which means that there are five rewards for this task!

It seems that Anjing Temple is now going to fight against Pyro Company, and it has issued another mission against Pyro Company so quickly. These two organizations suddenly feel like they are not going to die.

It may also be because of being ambushed before, which caused Anjing Temple to make a real fire, and it was imperative to clean the Tinder Company from the Wang's consortium's territory.

But this time, Ren Xiaosu didn't plan to go into the muddy water. He found that no matter whether he was watching the excitement or what, every time he planned to stay out of the matter, the matter would find him in the end.

The commotion in Fortress No. 63 was too much before, if Anjing Temple and Tinder Company were looking for him together, it would be interesting...

Moreover, the task of Anjing Temple was immediately cleared in the No. 61 barrier. Maybe they just want to find themselves? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence.

Therefore, Ren Xiaosu simply regained his sleep at home. In the evening, gunshots and even the roar of artillery fire suddenly came from inside the barrier, which woke Ren Xiaosu up.

But he acted as if nothing had happened, and ran to the tavern for dinner. When he arrived at the tavern, Mr. Storyteller was resting and having a meal. The meal was nothing special, just a bowl of trouser belt noodles.

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "Where is Xiaolu?"

The storyteller didn't bother to say that, but instead asked, "Aren't you going to look inside the barrier?"

"Why go there? I don't want to wade into that muddy water," Ren Xiaosu said cheerfully to the buddy, "Give me a bowl of noodles with trousers and more spicy peppers. I heard that you bought a new watermelon. Cut one and I'll tell you Father, eat something."

The storyteller "stared" at Ren Xiaosu with his cloudy eyes: "Have you waded in less muddy water?"

"It's all forced by life," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

At this moment, Mr. Storyteller suddenly asked: "I have a question for you. A watermelon is divided into three pieces, and each piece is 0.333, right?"

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment: "That's right."

"That 0.333 multiplied by 3 is equal to 0.999. Let me ask you, where did the remaining 0.001 go?" The storyteller asked calmly.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while: "On the knife? Yes, on the knife!"

The storyteller paused for a while: "You really are partial to arts and sciences..."

Ren Xiaosu's expression suddenly turned serious. It was purely a gag just now, and he didn't even know the truth of infinity after the decimal point.

But now, the so-called liberal arts and sciences theory, isn't it just passed from the Northwest, and the storyteller obviously meant something by mentioning this.

Ren Xiaosu asked calmly: "The old man knows who I am?"

"People always say that it's not the raptors who cross the river, but how can there be so many dragons crossing the river in this world?" The storyteller pulled all the noodles left in the bowl into his mouth: "I warn you, dangerous people like you don't come here." Mess with my granddaughter!"

At this moment, Xiao Lu suddenly came in from the backyard with a watermelon in his arms: "Grandfather, the buddy said you want to eat watermelon? I'll cut it up for you."

The storyteller threw his chopsticks on the table, he cut this watermelon for himself! ?

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Thanks to Sao Xixi for becoming the new leader of this book, the boss is magnificent!

On the occasion of the National Day... two updates today... the author also wants to celebrate with everyone, right...