Chapter 54: Silhouette Stealing from a Distance

Song Yanzhou picked up some food for Ye Mu from time to time. The two children ate very quickly at the table. After they finished eating, they left the table and ran back to the room, taking the notebook with Ye Mu's drawing of a fighter jet and going downstairs.

Sun Furong chased after his brother, still holding a notebook and pen in his hand: "Brother, brother, I haven't copied yet!!"

He sounded extremely anxious, and almost cried. Fortunately, Sun Fusheng answered quickly:

"Go find Dabao and Erbao, and then you can copy it together."

Only then did Sun Furong happily go downstairs with them.

"Don't worry about the noisy kids. They've been doing homework all morning, so it's time to let them play and relax."

Zhao Nianxi said.

Sun Jiandong was amused: "What kind of airplane is this drawing? These two guys treasure it so much."

Song Yanzhou was also helpless. He didn't know what kind of plane Ye Mu had drawn. But kids are like that. Everything is curious to them. They would often ask some soldiers for bullet shells and keep them as treasures.

Then Sun Jiandong and Song Yanzhou talked about military training and things in his team, and Zhao Nianxi listened quietly without saying anything.

Ye Mu ate slowly, and Sun Jiandong and Song Yanzhou chatted and ate slowly too. After eating, they could rest for a while and then had to go to work.

Ye Mu followed Song Yanzhou home. Song Yanzhou supervised her to take the medicine and let her take a nap.

He didn't take the key back, and when Ye Mu lay down, he said:

"No fans allowed, got it?"

"When you wake up in a while, I should not be home anymore. I'll lock the door from the outside. If you want, you can go upstairs to see my sister-in-law. If you don't want, stay home. Remember to lock the door from the inside."

Ye Mu nodded: "Yeah."

He took the fan away and put it in his room, then rested for a while. Before leaving, he checked on Ye Mu and saw that she was still sleeping. He pulled a thin quilt over her stomach and then went out to work.

The sun outside was quite dazzling, and the warm sunlight fell on the ground. Sun Fusheng and Sun Furong brought a group of children and surrounded them. Song Yanzhou recognized the book they were holding.

The two kids were showing off the plane that Ye Mu drew for them to other kids.

He could still hear Sun Furong's childish voice:

"It was drawn by Sister Ye Mu, she is so amazing!!"

Then the children exclaimed and discussed.

In this military region, Ye Mu was finally no longer the only one who locked herself in the house, although the group she integrated into was made up of children.

It’s quite good. Children are innocent and suitable for Ye Mu to interact with.

Song Yanzhou was in a good mood and walked away with lighter steps. The children were also running around in the military area, holding notebooks and imitating flying airplanes, running happily.

It was the time when the soldiers went to work. A figure passed by the children. When he heard what Sun Fusheng said, he suddenly paused. He turned his head to look at Sun Fusheng, and his eyes immediately fell on the notebook in Sun Fusheng's hand.

"Hey, Sun Fusheng, are you guys free? Can you come to the art troupe to help out? How about I give you some candy?"

Sun Fusheng looked at the candy he had taken out, thought for a moment and said:

"I can help you, but you can give them the candy. I have candy at home."

"Okay, thank you, you are all little heroes."

As he said this, he led the group of little ones to the art troupe, mainly to ask them to help with some small chores.

This kind of thing happens all the time. In fact, it’s not that we really need the children’s help. It’s just a disguised way of taking care of the little ones in the military area, and giving some candies to the art troupe.

The art troupe is the place in the military region that requires the least secrecy. Other places are guarded by guards and children cannot enter.

There is still some distance between the family buildings in the military region and where the soldiers usually work and train, but the art troupe is relatively closer.

When they arrived at the art troupe, the soldier said:

"Come on, little heroes, help clean up the stage."

"Give me all your things and I'll put them aside."

Not many children took anything, mainly notebooks and pens in the hands of Dabao, Erbao and the two boys from the Sun family.

They all handed it over obediently, and the male soldiers from the art troupe followed suit and praised the children.

After collecting the notebook, the soldier quietly opened it and was immediately shocked. He immediately found a place to hide and carefully tore off the piece of paper...

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It was very hot at noon, but Ye Mu slept for more than an hour on such a hot day. When he woke up, he was covered in sweat, and his clothes were sticky, which made him feel uncomfortable, but his head was not so dizzy anymore.

For the first time in two days, she felt a little refreshed. Although her nose became a little blocked, it was still a good thing for her.

Although it was hot, Ye Mu didn't rush to find a fan to cool down. She finally believed what Song Yanzhou said.

If you blow for too long, you will get sick.

She fanned herself with her hands and then watered the roses.

She went to the door and locked it from the inside, then went back to her bedroom, pulled out a box, and started making a simple sweeping machine.

It was really simple. It looked extremely crude, but Ye Mu had finished it in less than an afternoon. She used the power source directly from Old Xu. After all, she did not have enough materials to support her to make a new power source.

If she hadn't taken it from Mr. Xu, she might have considered dismantling the fan.

Ye Mu started the sweeping machine, then ran to Song Yanzhou's room to get the fan out. It had fallen before and there was noise. It happened that she had never seen this kind of fan before. How could there be such a thing as a fan in the interstellar space?

This thing is all in the history of ancient mechanical development. If she hadn't studied mechanics, she would have had no idea that this thing existed in this era.

Although I have seen some anatomical structure diagrams, it is still not as fun as taking it apart by myself.

Ye Mu was very interested in dismantling various machines and modifying them. He originally just wanted to take a look at the inside of the fan, but after dismantling it, he couldn't help but want to modify it.

By the time she finished with the fan, it was almost dark. The sweeping machine cleaned the house and Ye Mu quickly put it away and put it in the box.

Then he installed the fan and put it back in place with a guilty conscience. If Song Yanzhou was using the fan and found something unusual, what would his expression be?

She should be able to avoid suspicion by pretending to be stupid, right?

Even if she couldn't avoid it, Ye Mu was not very worried, because Song Yanzhou had no way to investigate, and she had excuses and reasons to explain herself.

Because some of the information obtained by those spies included design drawings of firearms.

After studying and understanding firearms, it makes sense to dismantle a fan and teach yourself, right?

That's how she learned it in the beginning. Before she designed a mecha, the first thing her teacher did was to ask Ye Mu to personally disassemble a mecha, which was the teacher's masterpiece.

It’s not that I don’t think this is completely unreasonable, but the identity of the original owner makes it all a little unreasonable.

But her talent and ability can correct these unreasonable things, so the fan was changed. Ye Mu put the fan back to its original place and was no longer worried.

It just so happened that she had made a breakthrough in interacting with people, and she could maintain her autistic personality for a period of time before slowly abandoning it.

Everything is on the right track, and a small accident cannot overturn the big trend.

Song Yanzhou didn't bring his key, and asked Ye Mu to lock the door from the inside, so he could only knock on the door from outside and wait for Ye Mu to open it.

Ye Mu heard a knock on the door and hurried to open it. Song Yanzhou immediately raised his hand to feel the temperature of her forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she did not have a fever again.

It seems that Ye Mu is in good condition:

"Your head still hurts?"