Chapter 259 Hot-swappable Devices
Lin Qing: "Yes!"
Lin Hong: "That makes sense!"
The two siblings suddenly realized what was going on.
Zhang Mo, Su Yutang, Zhang Yiming, and Zhang Youxuan all remained silent for two seconds.
Su Yutang broke the eerie silence first. She took a slight breath, her chest heaving, and asked incredulously a question she thought she would never ask in her life: "Then, if I may be so bold as to ask, where do you plan to put your original eyeballs?"
Lin Qing wore an extremely natural "take it for granted" expression. He didn't even think for half a second, and just casually scratched his left eye as if he were just grabbing his hair.
There was a soft, indescribable wet, rubbing sound – “pop”.
Like uncorking a cork that's been stuffed too tightly.
Then a round, bloody thing lay in his palm. Without even looking down, Lin Qing calmly said, "Take it out and put it in the refrigerator first."
Lin Hong reminded, "Just keep it fresh, never freeze it."
Jiu Xuan nodded: "That's true, it will take half a day for it to thaw."
Lin Qing agreed wholeheartedly: "That makes sense."
Anyway, given the chameleon's regenerative abilities, it can be put back on and used again in a little while.
Zhang Mo, Su Yutang, Zhang Yiming, Zhang Youxuan: "..."
This is actually a hot-swappable device!!!
(Useless computer common sense)
Hot-swappable devices are devices that can be directly inserted or removed without shutting down the system power or interrupting the system operation.
For example, common USB flash drives, external hard drives, and some keyboards and mice are all hot-swappable devices.
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Everyone is very efficient.
With a head full of eyeballs and an indescribable feeling of dizziness, Su Yutang went back to the technical department to have fake eyeballs made.
Zhang Mo used Lin Qing and Lin Hong's fake ID cards to contact customer service again to arrange courses.
Zhang Yiming went back to work in W City, but Zhang Youxuan refused to leave and wanted to stay and help out.
"I want to stay! I can help! I can gather information, keep watch, and scare people!"
Zhang Yiming couldn't dissuade his sister either, so he could only ask Zhang Mo to bring her back after the matter was settled.
On the third day, Lin Qing and Lin Hong arrived at the "Lingxiu Zen Temple" located in the suburbs of B City.
This is a private garden that is completely enclosed by high walls and dense greenery.
The air here is filled with the scent of damp earth and the cloyingly sweet fragrance of some deliberately planted, unknown flowers, mixed with the faint aroma of incense wafting from afar, creating a drowsy, religiously ritualistic atmosphere.
The receptionist, with a standard smile on her face, led them forward.
Finally, we stopped in front of two wooden doors side by side, with the words "Jingxinzhai" in gold lettering pasted between them. On the doorplates, there were two small nameplates: "Male" and "Female".
The receptionist stepped aside and said in a deliberately elevated, preachy tone, "This is the changing room. You two can go in and change your clothes now."
It's all locked with combination locks. You can use any of them that are open. Just set your own combination and retrieve your items when you come out. Just don't forget.
Remember to remove all external objects from your body.
"Absolutely not, it is forbidden to disrupt the magnetic field here." The last sentence was emphasized to stress its sacred inviolability.
Lin Hong, no, now it's Lin Ahong (43 years old).
She put on a bitter smile, a smile that was both weathered and filled with gratitude.
That smile contained too much unspeakable bitterness and a sliver of hope, like finally grasping at a straw.
Her hands unconsciously tightened around the faded canvas bag strap, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her voice trembled with a deliberate attempt to suppress it: "Thank you so much, thank you so much, thank you Master for giving our family the last spot."
The receptionist's smile deepened, tinged with a sense of superiority as if bestowing a favor: "It's because your son was born a vegetarian. After hearing this, the master immediately declined the other families and reserved the last spot for you. This is your good fortune."
Lin Xiaoqing (14 years old), who was named, stood there blankly, as if she were an outsider.
He was wearing an old T-shirt that was clearly a size too big, loosely draped over his thin, boyish frame, his neck slightly tilted forward, idly playing with the plastic bag containing his clothes.
The plastic bag rubbed together, making a monotonous noise that sounded particularly jarring and irritating in the quiet corridor. Lin Xiaoqing, however, seemed completely immersed in this tedious tactile game, oblivious to the conversations around her. Only her eyelashes occasionally blinked rapidly and unconsciously, casting small shadows beneath her lowered eyelids.
The receptionist's gaze swept over Lin Xiaoqing's subtle movements, his eyes lingering briefly on Lin Xiaoqing's blank face, a hint of barely perceptible contempt in them.
Lin Ahong looked guilty and embarrassed. She licked her slightly chapped lips, her voice becoming even softer and gentler, tentatively asking, "I'm sorry, it might take us a while to change. This child... you saw it yourself... so big, and only just learned to dress himself..."
The receptionist smiled gently and said very tolerantly, "It's alright, it's understandable. Take your time changing, there's no rush."
Actually, this child's symptoms are nothing serious here. He should recover after taking some classes with Master Yang for a while. You need to have confidence in yourself and your child.
Lin Ahong took a deep breath, suppressing the churning in her throat, and forced a complex smile onto her face, a mixture of humility, gratitude, and boundless hope. Her voice trembled slightly as she suppressed her emotions: "Thank you, thank you so much."
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Zhang Mo, Jiu Xuan, and Zhang Youxuan are watching the live stream at the hotel.
Zhang Mo: "See? The acting is all in the details, it's so nuanced."
Jiu Xuan: "." Fine, I guess I can't beat them.
Floating in mid-air, Zhang Youxuan said, "Wow, they're amazing! They're such good actors! When Sister Yan Hui and the others are making a movie, we can ask them to make a cameo appearance."
Zhang Mo: "Hmm, good idea."
Unfortunately, despite the exciting live stream, Zhang Mo temporarily set the access permissions to private, meaning only her account could see it.
After all, the crucial parts haven't been filmed yet, so it's not the right time to release them publicly.
As we all know, a fatal blow can only be delivered to the most critical spot.
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