However, after sitting down, a hint of deep jealousy flashed in Cao Jinsheng's eyes, and he continued to eat the dried animal meat in big mouthfuls.
The night passed quickly.
Even though Chen Wangping fell asleep, his right hand was still unconsciously outlining some of the rocket's complex structures as he was thinking about it.
The young lightning sprout on the chest has almost digested the energy and is now trying hard to absorb the special lightning energy that it had attracted before, and its momentum is slowly rising.
The next day.
"Clack, clack~"
Chen Wangping glanced at the thick clouds outside, listened to the crowing sounds beside his ears, closed his eyes, tapped the radio, and slowly sat up.
Weather forecast
There will be strong winds at noon inside the black oil ruins, with wind force seven.
【Wasteland Tips】
Interests are the basis of cooperation
【Unspeakable Tips】
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
The sound of the wind
"Splash, puff"
"Splash, puff"
After listening to the radio, he was surprised to find that the weather forecast was not for the area near Huoniu City.
But in the black oil ruins.
"There's a strong wind at noon? Force 7? The wind isn't a big deal, but will the wind from this black oil ruins carry poisonous gas?"
Chen Wangping quickly made note of this. He had an idea yesterday and would try it out later.
The rest of the information seems nothing special.
Especially the sound brought by the wind.
First there was a swimming sound, then a jetting sound, which sounded very strange.
He didn't know what this meant yet.
After putting away the radio, Chen Wangping turned his head and found that the bed sheet on the right was torn to pieces by his fingers, and there were many scratches on the bed board underneath.
He muttered to himself in disbelief, "Is this what I drew?"
The golden eagle lying in the nest took a glance and immediately beeped to express that I don’t have the hobby of secretly scratching your bed while you are sleeping. You kept scratching the bed when you fell asleep last night, which was very noisy!
Little Ironwood also waved his branch in time to express his agreement.
Chen Wangping looked at the pattern above helplessly, and now he understood what the radio meant.
It turns out that I really drew it while I was sleeping.
He was about to get up and change the sheets, but when he looked at the patterns on the bed, he was surprised to find that several of them looked very similar to the rocket structure that had been bothering him. After seeing it, he suddenly had some inspiration and waved his hands continuously.
"That's quite interesting. If I sleep a few more times, maybe I can visualize a rocket."
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