Yao Tianjun and the others hurriedly walked in. After they entered, they found that this was a small warehouse. It was filled with drinks, wine, and many things. Some of the steaks were intact.

These people were all full of ecstasy for this scene.

"It's really great to get rich."

"We're getting rich now."

“Haha, it’s so perfect.”

These people laughed wildly, their eyes narrowed into a gap.

Yao Tianjun was very disappointed. These things that were very common outside have become precious wealth here.

But these wealth is not worth mentioning to Yao Tianjun.

Wang Liqiang cheered, his eyes full of madness.

"That's great, these things are enough for us to be free for several months."

"It's a pity that I can't move all of them away. It's too troublesome to come again."

"But keeping this place will become our warehouse."

Looking at his cheerful look, Yao Tianjun asked helplessly: "Just for this kind of thing, we died alone. Is it worth it?"

"Worth it." Wang Liqiang said calmly: "I know you are not an ordinary person, but for us ordinary people, it is really too difficult to survive in Malaysia Airlines."

"It is normal to not eat enough often, and we often encounter terrible evil spirits. As long as we encounter them, we are basically dead."

"So for us, we didn't think about the future at all, we just wanted to live a good life now."

"Yes, such a day of stagnation is really desperate."

"Let's go back, I'm going to meet that mathematician."

So soon, Yao Tianjun moved a few boxes of things, and then the others also got a few boxes one after another. They went back like this.

Relying on the drawings, they came to the exchange again.

It should be seven o'clock in the afternoon now, and the taste of snacks is everywhere here.

Yao Tianjun directly found the mathematician who provided drawings to Wang Liqiang.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is wearing glasses and his hair is gray. At this moment, he is hugging a girl and is writing and drawing on a piece of white paper with a proud look on his face.

There are five burly men around him to protect him.

"I didn't expect that your life was very comfortable. Old Li." Yao Tianjun looked at him and said with a smile.

"It's you? Yao Tianjun!" the middle-aged man said in a daze.

Yao Tianjun recognized the middle-aged man in front of him. Speaking of which, he and his father were old friends for many years.

Lao Li is a very powerful mathematician and has achieved many achievements.

Last year, he crashed his plane and Yao Tianjun thought he was dead. No one expected that he would survive and was very moist.

"I really didn't expect that you are not only alive, but also live well."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it." Old Li said with a crazy laugh: "I didn't expect that I could actually live the life I wanted in this Malaysia Airlines. It's really hard to believe."

He laughed wildly, his face full of comfort.

Although he is a well-known mathematician, he does not live a luxury in his daily life. Because his salary is meager, he doesn't have much money to do research.

He also wanted to live a rich life, but few mathematicians had rich people.

What's more, the theories he created did not bring him much benefit.

Therefore, he often had to borrow money from Yao Tianjun's father. Occasionally, he would mock Yao Tianjun's father, saying that an actor actually had a higher income than a mathematician. It was really a world of decline.

Yao Tianjun's father could only smile helplessly and not refute it.

"Come on, let's find a place to talk." Old Li said with a smile.

So they came to a food stall, and Yao Tianjun asked, "Uncle Li, I didn't expect you to be alive. It's really hard to believe."

"I never thought it would happen." Old Li sighed and said helplessly: "At the beginning, I lived a very difficult life."

"It can be said that I almost died several times, but later I discovered the rules. Life became moisturized."

Yao Tianjun felt ridiculous when he looked at his face full of spring breeze.

Lao Li, a mathematician, lives a down-and-out life outside. When he came to Malaysia Airlines, he was like a fish in water.

Lao Li started chatting with him. Halfway through the conversation, Lao Li began to be angry: "To be honest, I am living a good life now and I don't want to leave Malaysia Airlines at all."

"I know very well what the market is outside. People like me who do research and theoretical research have no income even if you actors earn half of their income."

Yao Tianjun was not angry. Although he was an actor, he always regarded actors as a lifelong career.

But Yao Tianjun is very clear about the actor's positioning.

Just an actor.

There is nothing noble about actors. Being able to win the smile of the audience is the greatest public morality.

There is nothing that actors can promote the world's progress, they are just tools for entertainment.

Therefore, Yao Tianjun's father did not refute Lao Li's sarcasm, and he was the same.

After venting, Old Li said, "I am living by drawing pictures now. I really didn't expect that I still have such a role now."

"Then can you find a way out?" Yao Tianjun said excitedly.

"It's not that easy." Old Li sighed and said excitedly: "You can't believe it when you talk about it. The whole rule of Malaysia Airlines actually contains the principles of the Nine Palaces."

"The truth is very mysterious."

"Each of them has countless changes, some are vitality, and some are dead ends."

“I’m doing research here, which is an eye-opener.”

"The person who designed this Malaysia Airlines is definitely a very powerful person."

Yao Tianjun nodded and asked softly: "Then it shouldn't be difficult for you to find the exit, right?"

"It's not that easy. I've been calculating with a computer. But even so, it's not easy to calculate the exit."

"The road I have calculated at present is probably several thousand cabins around."

"This is already very amazing, but I don't know how many cabins the entire Malaysia Airlines has."

Yao Tianjun was a little annoyed and said helplessly: "When will I need to go out?"

"Go out? Why go out?"

"I have to pay the mortgage when I go out. It's so good here. Many people kneel in front of me. I beg me to draw pictures for them." Old Li looked excited.

Yao Tianjun was speechless, and he naturally knew that for Lao Li, Malaysia Airlines was simply a paradise.

His talents can be maximized.

But for Yao Tianjun, this is simply hell.

Who would watch him perform here?

Looking at his expression, Lao Li smiled and said, "You can stay by my side for the time being. You can leave as much as I deduce it. As long as I can deduce all the maps, you can leave here."
Chapter completed!