Chapter 14 Alien Forum
It was already late at night when Feng Ling arrived at Xiuyuan Mansion.

She wanted to do an experiment: to see how much food she could eat.

So before coming to the apartment, I went home first, packed some clothes, took the necessary documents, and emptied the rice and grain stocks in the refrigerator and cupboards.

Feng Ling found Su Yuqing's apartment according to the house number engraved on the key, and opened the door and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"It's nice to have money."

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, gorgeous crystal chandeliers, soft cloud sofas, and solid wood floors throughout the house.

The old and run-down house she used to live in was not even half the size of Su Yuqing's living room.

However, this apartment has indeed not been occupied for a long time. The air in the room is stuffy and the furniture is covered with a layer of dust.

Feng Ling did not despise it. She walked around happily, opened the window to let in fresh air, and then studied the smart appliances and the full set of high-end kitchenware in the kitchen.

Huangfu Miaomiao was not idle either.

Feng Ling found an unused tablet computer in the room, plugged it in to charge, and asked Huangfu Miaomiao to enter the sorted forum information into the memo. If you can't type, you can use voice input.

Huangfu Miaomiao was already dizzy because of the pile of information in the car. She didn't expect Feng Ling had no intention of letting her rest and asked her to work as soon as they arrived at the apartment.

Considering that this was an opportunity to gain the Boss's trust, Huangfu Miaomiao gritted her teeth and decided not to sleep tonight -

At two o'clock in the morning, Huangfu Miaomiao was passionately inputting information while Feng Ling was washing rice and cooking.

At three o'clock in the morning, Huangfu Miaomiao was entering information with difficulty while Feng Ling was cooking frozen dumplings.

At four o'clock in the morning, Huangfu Miaomiao was drowsily entering information while Feng Ling stuffed the frozen buns into the microwave and boiled a large pot of water for instant noodles.

It was five in the morning and daybreak.

After eating until he was seven-tenths full, Feng Ling went to brush his teeth and take a shower. Then he walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, wiped his wet long hair, sat down next to Huangfu Miaomiao, and asked, "Are you done?"

"I think it's done..." Huangfu Miaomiao said with two deep dark circles under her eyes, "The information on the cards is too much and too complicated, and it will change according to the characteristics of the main cards. I'm not sure if there will be any errors in the information. I have tried my best to organize it..."

Feng Ling picked up the tablet and quickly scanned the text. There were quite a few typos, but fortunately, they did not affect the reading.

"Information asymmetry can sometimes have fatal consequences. If you deliberately falsify these materials, distort the facts, and induce me to make wrong judgments, I might lose my life in the future." Feng Ling said with a smile as he read.

"I didn't!" Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes suddenly widened, feeling extremely aggrieved!

This is the result of her hard work all night long, without a single drop of water in it!
"Why are you in such a hurry? I was just saying it casually." Feng Ling smiled easily. "We humans also have our own forums. There is a lot of information about cards on them. I can compare the two. If I find any contradictions, it means you are not honest and I will kill you. Of course, if you change now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

"Go and compare!" Huangfu Miaomiao couldn't stand being wronged. "Even if there are contradictions, it must be that the information on your forum is wrong! I didn't cheat!"

Feng Ling looked at her with a half-smile, "Really? Then let me take a look first, you go take a shower."

Huangfu Miaomiao went to the bathroom angrily.

Feng Ling withdrew his gaze and looked at the complicated information in the memo again.

The record seems to be quite comprehensive, but unfortunately this little alien doesn't know how to classify and format it, so all the contents are squeezed together, which gives people a headache to read.

As she read, she divided the text into sections, corrected typos, listed titles, and highlighted key words in red...

——Cards are the product of genetic technology. ——Gene fusion can bring about evolution, but also pollution.

——Low-level cards are not necessarily weak, and high-level cards are not necessarily strong, but the evolutionary limit of high-level cards is definitely better than that of low-level and mid-level cards.

……

She had finished reading most of it without realizing it, then switched to the browser and logged into the Alien Forum.

After taking a bath, Huangfu Miaomiao returned to the living room wrapped in a bath towel and said awkwardly, "I don't have any clothes to change."

"Wear mine first and look for it in the suitcase yourself." Feng Ling replied without raising his head.

Then she heard the sound of footsteps. After a while, the footsteps came back again. "Can I wear this?"

Feng Ling looked up and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Huangfu Miaomiao picked out a loose grey T-shirt, but she was too thin, and the T-shirt looked like a big cloth bag on her body. She also wore a skull mask, which looked really funny.

Feng Ling has learned from the information provided by Huangfu Miaomiao that players (aliens) will be affected by the cards and perform some behaviors that conform to the characteristics of the cards.

Huangfu Miaomiao's love for wearing skull masks is a vivid example.

Demons are born to instigate, intimidate, mystify and play pranks. Huangfu Miaomiao is too cowardly. If someone else holds this card, who knows what kind of trouble they would cause.

Feng Ling felt that she might have been affected by the card, otherwise why would she have the idea of ​​"raising it" in her mind when she saw Huangfu Miaomiao's aggrieved look?
She is truly the "Mother of the World"~
"My card can't be the Virgin Mary, right?" Feng Ling held up his chin and imagined the scene, which seemed even funnier.

"What are you laughing at?" Huangfu Miaomiao was a little annoyed, but because she was afraid of Feng Ling, she didn't speak in a strong way. "I will wash the clothes. When I wash the clothes tomorrow, I will return this dress to you."

Feng Ling continued browsing the forum, "You can keep it for later use."

At this moment, I saw a post with a very eye-catching title: [Looking for partners to defeat aliens together! Only for card holders! ]

Feng Ling clicked in to take a look.

The poster's IP address was very close to hers, and his nickname was "Chao Qiang Chao". He said that he accidentally discovered an underground tunnel that contained many sick and injured aliens.

This super powerful guy wants to gather a team to catch all the alien species in the tunnel in order to get a generous bonus. He also said that the card he holds is golden grass, which can cure diseases and save lives and will ensure everyone's safety.

Feng Ling glanced at the information recorded by Huangfu Miaomiao. "Cards are the product of genetic technology. They can be divided into low-level insect cards, mid-level animal cards, and high-level character cards... In the information you provided, there is no mention of plant cards. Is this the error you mentioned? Or is it a deliberate concealment?"

Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes widened, "...Plant type? There is no plant type in the cards."

Feng Ling still had a smile on his face. "What should I do? Someone said that his card is golden grass, which has the ability to quickly heal."

"This is impossible!" Huangfu Miaomiao stood up suddenly, "He is lying! The fusion of plant genes and human genes will have serious side effects. Currently, only human gene trees have been realized, but those trees are used as tombstones! They can't speak or think, they are just trees with human form! There is no way such a card can exist in the game!"

"Really?" Feng Ling turned his head and looked at her with a smile, "But there is nothing I can do. I must always believe in my own kind."

Huangfu Miaomiao was stunned when she heard this.

The bones on Feng Ling's shoulders emerged like bamboo shoots, and then slowly unfolded. An almost transparent sickle-shaped bone blade hung above Huangfu Miaomiao's head.