Chapter 929 Food at Sharma’s House (Thanks to Ju Chenchen’s Leader

As a result, Sharma endured it and ignored him.

By the time they reached the top of the mountain, a reception area like an isolation room had been set up on a bare flat land.

It is sealed inside and outside with invisible walls and BSL-6 biological protection, which is enough to block any degree of chemical pollution. It only needs two shower heads to entertain guests like Russell to take a bath.

In front of them, the table was already piled with 'delicacies' - specifically unlimited amounts of instant noodles, cola, the Astronomical Society's self-heating meals and compressed biscuits.

Feizhai buffet, eat whatever you want and feel free to eat.

Full tube.

Huai Shi looked at the things on the table and was speechless.

You only gave me instant noodles, so why don’t you give me some boiling water?

Otherwise, it would be crushed into pieces and eaten dry...

Moreover, Sharma had no intention of showing up.

I don't intend to show my true face to others.

There is only a moss-covered stone sculpture behind the table, motionless, resting its chin on its hands, resembling the posture of a contemplative figure handed down from ancient times.

The indifferent middle-aged man's face is full of exotic charm, with curly hair and a tall nose. The petrified turban with unusually elegant texture is decorated with layers of gold ornaments and a ruby ​​as big as an egg.

Even the stone sculpture's pupils were lowered, looking at the table, with no intention of looking at the visitor.

"You can start eating."

The stone sculpture's lips remained motionless, but a cold voice came: "In half an hour, finish eating and leave."

"It doesn't take that long. Fifteen minutes is enough."

Russell didn't care, sat down happily, and patted Huaishi on the shoulder: "Eat quickly, Huaishi, why don't you eat? It's rare for an old man to treat you."

As he said that, he handed over half of the things on the table.

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched, and she had no appetite.

Just kidding, he is no longer the guy who is satisfied with boiling noodles in plain water! No matter what, he is a hellish chef after all. Wouldn't it be delicious if he just caught something outside and roasted it?

But he didn't dare. After all, he couldn't guarantee whether the person on the grill would be him.

I can only endure it.

I'll eat out later...

Russell, on the other hand, had already rolled up his sleeves and opened a pack of Astronomical Society's self-heating dry food, and began to nibble on the vegetable slices inside before the bread and stew were heated.

The sound of rattling came, making people very appetizing.

Moreover, he took out his mobile phone and planned to watch videos before eating.

"Hey, how much is the WIFI? Why can't I find it?"

"I don't have anything like that here."

Sharma responded coldly: "I'm not interested in what's going on outside."

hiss!

Huai Shi took several breaths of cold air and couldn't stop at all.

He was horrified.

I am even more scared than when I first learned about the eco-bottle.

This is the first time he has seen A Zhai, who is so autistic that he can't even pull an Internet cable - Brother, is there nothing wrong with us? Do you want to find a psychiatrist?

Next to him, after Russell put down his mobile phone, he seriously suggested: "Sharma, I plan to rebuild the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven. Do you want to..."

"Not interested in."

Before Russell could finish speaking, Sharma interrupted him.

Russell, on the other hand, was completely calm, as if a friend had no time to play black games online. He nodded lightly: "Okay, forget it, let's talk about it next time when we have time."

No attachment.

Even, there is no more persuasion.

Instead, he picked up a spoon and ate the stew from the self-heating bag, which was said to be a mixture of hot wax and olive oil stirred to a boil.

From time to time, he also chatted casually about daily life, as if he was really here to visit.

"Speaking of which, you should have entered the Utopia earlier than me, right?" Russell asked: "If I remember correctly, you should have entered...the second period?"

"Phase one."

Sharma replied coldly, with no fluctuation in his voice.

"Well, yes, you left when I just graduated from the fourth term. I should actually call you senior. You should also have feelings for the Utopia."

Russell said: "Can you tell me why you are not interested?"

"inconvenient."

Sharma's answer remained concise and to the point.

Let him be strong and let him be strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

Even if he let Russell come to him, he still never thought of any communication and communication plans - no, even if he let him in, at best he would only choose the optimal solution after weighing the pros and cons, right?

From beginning to end, Sharma's attitude never wavered.

He will not make any changes because of Russell's provocation or words, nor does he intend to record anything Russell says in his schedule.

If you want to say something, just say it, then leave, and if you leave, don't come back.

Huai Shi suddenly realized that perhaps this extremely autistic strategy might be really fatal to Russell.

No matter how clever and clever the magician is, he will still be at a loss when faced with an audience that has their heads down playing with their mobile phones. When the opponent doesn't care about the outcome of the magic, the dazzling process becomes unimportant.

But Russell didn’t seem to care at all.

It seemed like I came here just to eat and just choose a random topic to kill time.

"But is this really good?"

Russell held a spoon and asked puzzledly: "If we just leave it alone, the Utopia may never be possible again."

Sharma's stone statue has no expression and will never make any expression.

He just replied coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."

"After all these years, do you hate the Utopia?" Russell asked: "I think it should be a good place, and you should like it."

"It has nothing to do with you," Sharma said.

Russell's eyebrows raised slightly, seemingly helpless: "You hate me so much?"

"No," said Sharma, "worse than that."

"Why?" Russell spread his hands in confusion: "When you quarreled, I spoke for you. When you were beaten, I sent you to the infirmary. I sent you several times!"

"Did I beg you?" Sharma said, "Maybe you should find someone else."

"Okay, I admit that at that time, I was a little bit gloating about my misfortune, and I wanted to show my kindness and integrity, but you are not at a loss, right?"

Russell asked: "Isn't it nice that everyone gets what they need?"

"not at all."

Sharma reminded: "You have five minutes."

"Then I have to hurry."

Russell was stunned and suddenly became anxious.

Then, he buried his head and began to eat the rice...as if it was a pity not to finish the food in front of him.

A bite of scones, a bite of stew, and two sips of instant drinks. In the middle, he said vaguely: "Since you are not interested, I don't want to be too verbose... However, I think the Utopia is a good place, and everyone can do it." You can find fun in it and do something, and you should do the same.

Sharma, you should really think about this. After all, being idle is idle, which is better than being locked up in a bottle alone, right? "

"No need."

Sharma replied without hesitation: "I'm fine on my own."

"I know it was unpleasant at first, and I can understand that you don't want to wade into troubled waters."

Russell finished the last bite, took out a handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, stood up and said goodbye: "However, before leaving, there is one more thing I should tell you.

You should listen carefully, Sharma, this is the only thing that has nothing to do with my purpose. "

He said: "Ying Fangzhou is dead."

In the brief silence, Huai Shi seemed to see the silent stone statue's eyes moving slightly, but in the shadow, everything could not be seen clearly.

"So? Didn't he die a long time ago?"

Sharma said coldly, "That guy is so troublesome, and not everyone likes him. He likes to be a hero, so it's not surprising that he died."

"That's right, your relationship seemed to be very bad back then."

Russell seemed to have just remembered this, and he patted his head and sighed: "If you have any blacklist, he should be at the top.

You must be the kind of person who hates working with others the most, right? Especially a guy who is still so rigid. Every time I had an argument, I would be pushed to the ground and beaten, but I couldn’t beat him..."

"It's pointless to bring up old things again."

Sharma is not going to engage in this topic.

"I know, I just think you should understand." Russell said, "He came to life again a few days ago."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not really appropriate to call it resurrection. It should be called 'reappearance', right? Although the time is short."

Russell thought about it and sighed sincerely: "My students witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, and that guy's fighting attitude was really impassioned, no less than what he did back then.

Even just listening to someone tell it makes my old bones boil with excitement.

It's a pity that that guy never learned to accept other people's opinions in the end and was unwilling to be a little more diplomatic. However, he never took a step back and remained rigid.

It really makes people don’t know whether they should be admired or helpless..."

The stone statue was unmoved and didn't even want to listen anymore.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I just want to hear your opinion." Russell shrugged, "After all, you are the one who is most familiar with him among all of us."

"I have no opinion for you."

Sharma said: "It's time for you to go, Russell, and keep your word and never come back."

"Okay, bye then."

Russell waved his hand coolly, took a step back, but left a piece of paper on the table: "It's still a long time, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time."

Sharma said nothing more.

The stone statue returned to silence.

When Huaishi followed Russell out of the stone ball and the door crack closed behind him, he finally couldn't restrain his doubts.

"You just left?" he asked.

"Otherwise?" Russell asked back, "That is a creator who is invincible in his own field. If he can't be persuaded, I can't bring him back with a sap, right?

Moreover, a long-term cooperative relationship is like love. The important thing is that you and I are willing. Stalking will not end well. "

Huai Shi just wanted to sneer after hearing this. After being tricked so many times, there must be something wrong with his mind if he believed a word he said.

He said flatly: "You must have done something!"