Monster Factory Chapter 467: Crisis from peers

Chapter 467: Crisis from peers

Why did many people gather around the ticket inspector to take pictures?

w.a.n.g Zhiming asked himself that question and subconsciously picked up the SLR camera and walked towards the ticket gate.

The distance was a little far away, and he couldn't see what the ticket inspector looked like. However, since there were people watching, it was mostly the Quartet making gimmicks and invited some beautiful models or particularly funny clowns, but as soon as he approached, he realized he was thinking too vulgarly.

There were ten ticket gates, ten ticket inspectors, and these ticket inspectors turned out to be robots slightly shorter than normal people!

The tourists who were watching with excitement now surrounded the robot they were touching it with their hands from time to time, and then screamed with excitement that made w.a.n.g Zhiming's ears itchy.

"My G.o.d, what high technology is this?" w.a.n.g Zhiming ran to the front with excitement, first took a few pictures, then hung the camera around his neck indiscriminately and squeezed it into the den.

"You are welcome to come to the Sikong Crab Festival."

The robot wearing a vest and a bow tie suddenly turned his head, bent over to say h.e.l.lo to w.a.n.g Zhiming, and issued a kind electronic voice: "Please show your admission ticket."

Not only on w.a.n.g Zhiming's side, but also for the total ten ticket gates, the robots kept bending over to say h.e.l.lo and took the admission tickets from the tourists, and then swiped the recognizer on the left wrist.

After the verification was pa.s.sed, the robot would make an invitation to enter.

Some tourists were curious and tried to rush inside. As a result, the robot reached out and stopped them like a traffic policeman, and said seriously: "Please tourist, your behavior is wrong."

w.a.n.g Zhiming hesitated and took the admission ticket in his hand.

The robot tilted its head slightly and stretched out its right hand to get the ticket. w.a.n.g Zhiming subconsciously shrank back when he saw the arm that exudes metallic l.u.s.ter and was full of steel power.

After stepping back, the robot paused and bent over: "Please give me the admission ticket."

w.a.n.g Zhiming stretched out his hand again, and when the admission ticket was about to touch the robot's palm, he deliberately retracted his hand, he was also very boring, he actually wanted to make fun of this robot.

The robot stopped again, and w.a.n.g Zhiming saw it was silent, so he handed out the admission ticket again.

w.a.n.g Zhiming thought that the robot would reach out to get the ticket again. He didn't expect the robot to lift his head and hug his chest. He coldly refused to serve it.

"Tourist, if you do this, I will be angry."

The robot replied coldly, directly making the tourists nearby roar with laughter, the other tourists had laughed, while w.a.n.g Zhiming, the initiator, had almost cried with his SLR camera in his arms.

How long had he been waiting for this moment?

He had been waiting for almost three months, and he finally obtained a piece of material that he could surely recommend on the homepage news. Thinking of this, he had hurriedly raised his camera to record the wonderful picture that took place at the ticket gate.

If at the ticket gates there were surprises and excitement to tourists, then the images in the stadium would be completely shocking and unbelievable.

When the robot finished the verification of the ticket at the ticket gate w.a.n.g Zhiming walked into the pa.s.sage step by step and he saw on both sides of the beautifully dressed aisles, there were robots wearing vests.

At first glance, there was no staff in the whole pa.s.sage, but only robots all standing upright. For a largescale event held every three years by a prefecture-level city. There was no staff, isn't this funny?

But this scene did happen because walking into the pa.s.sage was like walking into the world of future science fiction. Whenever a tourist approached, the robot closest to it would be activated and raised its head.

Half of the robots standing in two rows, like tour guides, were leading these foreign tourists to walk inside. A few brave children also held the robot's palm, jumping around as a playmate.

"Kakcha~Kakcha~Kakcha~Kakcha~"

w.a.n.g Zhiming at this time has fallen into a state of madness, wis.h.i.+ng to give birth to three heads and six arms, and record everything that happened here.

All news, all novel news that has never been seen before, since w.a.n.g Zhiming walked here, he was like a shark that had been dried for ten years and suddenly jumped into the vast ocean.

The news, in front of him, were just none other than delicious fishes pa.s.sing one after another, one by one they rejuvenated him.

The most important thing was no one of his colleagues had rushed for food here with him.

"Haha~ The big reporters who were sent over to film the live news of Xu Ninggong's concert may still be wandering on the road at this moment." w.a.n.g Zhiming laughed and pressed the shutter violently with fingers.

"Big News, Tianda News, I am all alone, Lao Tzu is about to develop."

The great feeling of happiness stirred her soul and the camera transformed into a moving turret, searching for the target at a very high speed.

However…

When w.a.n.g Zhiming turned to take a photo of a group of naughty children who fell and the robot hurried up to help her. Suddenly, he seemed to have been struck by lightning and was stunned for an instant, because next to the robot, there was a young man who raised the camera high, with a look of excitement and an expression of good luck. This young man, wearing a goose-yellow winter suit that looked a little silly, had a big eye logo on the flas.h.i.+ng camera in his hand. It was this big-eyed logo that made w.a.n.g Zhiming instantly smell his peers.

"d.a.m.n, Sina logo?" w.a.n.g Zhiming couldn't help but yell out.

The young man turned his head when he heard the words and looked at w.a.n.g Zhiming with some puzzled eyes.

As a result, when he stared at w.a.n.g Zhiming, his eyes were like inflated balloons, because a cute penguin logo was posted on the camera.

"What!"

"What!"

After two screams, the two ran away.

When w.a.n.g Zhiming met a colleague, he had a time bomb in his mind. The look of that colleague's eyes clearly told him how much the other's inner thoughts were the same as his own.

He should find a laptop computer to go online immediately, and send out the news material in the camera before that colleague, he ran wildly along the pa.s.sage, he had already achieved the maximum speed, but he did not expect a robot to catch up with it at a faster speed.

"Sir, what do you want to do, stop quickly." The robot had recommended with an anxious female voice.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, I'm looking for a computer." w.a.n.g Zhiming rolled his legs into wheels and rushed into the gymnasium.

The picture here was even more exciting. At first glance, there were dozens of robots wearing white ap.r.o.ns and chef hats on the food court, temporarily built up with tables and chairs, they were steaming crabs and grilling squid.

"What about the computer, where is my computer?" w.a.n.g Zhiming was thinking about making news at the moment, wis.h.i.+ng to find the computer between a hundred pairs of eyes. Then he saw a chubby little boy sitting on a dining chair on the left side of the square, while gnawing crabs, while using his greasy palms to press randomly on the laptop keyboard.

The wireless network here covers the entire audience. On the back of the notebook, a bite of the Apple logo occupied all of his eyes.