Above is Zhang Daniu''s balcony window, only one step away from his desk. Within five seconds, he quietly takes away the computer, finds a place to copy all the documents inside, and then puts the computer back quietly. No one will notice the abnormality.
Then Li Yao can slowly search these documents, find out the outline of "forty thousand years of cultivation", find out the truth of the vulture plan and the mystery hidden behind the "Earth". Maybe he can unlock the more powerful "super power", or, according to the book, "magic power"!
However, when Li Yaozheng was about to jump up, all his muscles suddenly tightened.
incorrect.
His pupils suddenly contracted into two needle tips, blooming with the light of vigilance.
He heard the heartbeat.
The heart beat was extremely rapid, more than 200 beats per minute. It came from Zhang Daniu''s bedroom. It was like a fierce battle drum and a raging engine. In the silent night, let alone how clear it was.
It''s impossible.
Although alcohol can stimulate the heart rate and blood circulation of human body, it is impossible to keep the heart rate of 200 beats per minute for a long time - this is a phenomenon of overload and strenuous exercise!
Li Yao was sure that when he left, Zhang Daniu had been lying on the bed and was asleep. His heart beat a little fast, but it was still within the normal range. There was no such strange phenomenon.
Moreover, in addition to the heartbeat, Li Yao seems to have heard a "creak, creak, creak" sound. From above the heartbeat, it should be Zhang Daniu''s head - just like the author''s head is covered with intricate gears, which are being stirred by mysterious forces and are running at a high speed to the limit!
"It''s not alcoholism, is it?"
Li Yao was worried that it would be too bad for him to kill an innocent person with alcoholism.
"Ding! Ding! Ding
At this time, Li Yao heard a very strange sound coming from the room, like a coin falling to the ground.
"Is he awake?"
Li Yaoshi couldn''t help his curiosity. He grabbed the windowsill, risked half his head and looked into the room.
Zhang Daniu did wake up. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, bowing and looking to the ground.
But his face didn''t seem to be awake - his eyes were deeply sunken, as if they had been sunken into his brain, his nostrils were very exaggerated, his breath was very short, his face was covered with mysterious strange laughter, and he seemed to fall into an invisible cave, and his mouth was still murmuring. He didn''t know what he was talking about.
There was an open piggy bank on the bedside table. He held a handful of coins in his hand and twirled them with his fingers. First they bounced up and then they fell to the ground. Then he lowered his head to see the pros and cons of the coins.
After staring at his lips for a long time, Li Yao finally recognized that he was muttering: "why can''t you stand up? How strange
crap.
Li Yaoxin said, "it''s either flowers or words. How can we stand up?"?
Not for a moment, a handful of coins are scattered.
With empty hands and staring at his empty eyes for a long time, Daniel Zhang suddenly picked up a coin, put it on the bedside table and stood up carefully.
Looking at the coin standing up, he finally gave out a strange smile of satisfaction, then staggered to the desk, hands trembling to open the computer.
He tilted his head, staring at the computer for a long time, the corners of his eyes and mouth from time to time issued nervous twitch, the appearance of terrible.
"What on earth is he doing?"
The second master-in-law of Li Yao couldn''t figure out, "is he drunk or not, asleep or awake, or sleepwalking?"
That''s right. There was a flash of lightning in Li Yao''s head. He was really sleepwalking. All these were unconscious conditioned reflexes.
"Zhi"
As soon as this idea floated, Li Yao "heard" a very sharp neighing sound coming from Zhang Daniu''s brain, similar to infrasound wave or ultrasonic wave, which can''t be heard by normal people''s ears, but it can cause strong stimulation to the brain nerve, so that Li Yao almost didn''t fall down from the balcony on the fifth floor.
Then, Zhang Daniu''s hand moved.
He is not like a drunk or sleepwalker. He is a very efficient typing machine. At the beginning, the typing sound was still "daddaddada", which soon became "rustle". After three or five minutes of "warm-up", the sound of more than ten characters mixed together and became a continuous noise.
And his fingers are not like human fingers at all, but like machine gun bullets, trampling the poor keyboard.
The author, with dark night, yellow lights, strange smile and weird expression, is banging on the computer in the state of sleepwalking, while there is a gecko like superpower hanging outside the window - even Li Yao himself doesn''t know what''s going on in this scene like the opening of a horror movie.
And the scariest thing is
Li dazzled Jian. From his point of view, he could see Zhang Daniu''s computer screen. He found that the author didn''t hit the keyboard casually, but really typed a coherent, logical and meaningful text. He also caught a glimpse of keywords such as "Li Yao, ancient sage, dragon and snake star".
This is the latest chapter of Xiuzhen 40000 years. "Xiuzhen Liyao" finally returns to the Federation with the powerful eleven of the ancient sages, and is ready to launch the decisive battle between the Federation and the Empire, the black wind fleet!
Lee almost screamed.
How is that possible?
It''s not about whether the author can type while drunk or sleepwalking, it''s about how fast he can type.
It is important to know that a state certified typist can process about two or three hundred words per minute. If he is a senior typist with professional training and rich experience, he can process at most three or five hundred words, which can be converted into 10000 to 15000 words per hour.
But it can only be done occasionally when you are familiar with the manuscript and have a clear understanding of it. Even with the help of some shorthand skills, it can never last long.
A writer, however, has to conceive words, plots and descriptive techniques in his mind. He has to be coherent and logical. At least there is no big contradiction. Naturally, his speed can not be so fast. Even by the standard of network writers, the writing speed of 2000 words per hour is the limit. Of course, some people say that he has written 6000 words or 8000 words per hour, which is a meticulous outline, It''s a rare phenomenon that inspiration is booming and competitive state is particularly good.
Zhang Daniu''s current "hand speed" is obviously faster than 6000 to 8000 words per hour, and even faster than senior typists'' writing speed of more than 10000 words per hour.
Li Yao didn''t know how fast his speed was. He just felt that his hands were like what he wrote in the novel, "turned into a fog", and even the text on the screen couldn''t keep up with his speed, dragging out a series of shadows.
What''s more, Li Yao noticed that his eyes were always fixed on the screen, and he didn''t distract himself from the keyboard, nor read any electronic or notebook drafts and outlines.
So, suddenly, he wrote a manuscript of at least 10000 words without a draft in just half an hour?
Can normal human really do such a thing?
Li Yao doubted whether he was blinded.
However, it''s not too strange to think that I tore a dumbbell piece in half in my dormitory yesterday.
This is a real world of superpowers.
Is Zhang Daniu, like himself, actually a super power man, but his super power is that he can write novels at an extremely fast speed when his consciousness is not clear, similar to "code man"?
"Well, there are all kinds of strange things in the world. Since Xiuzhen 40000 years can stimulate the super power of readers, what''s so strange about stimulating the author''s own super power?"
Lee said to himself.
He wanted to steal Zhang Daniu''s computer, but he found such a strange phenomenon by accident. He was not in a hurry.
For one thing, Zhang Daniu is always sitting in front of the computer. He seems to have gone crazy. Li Yao is not sure if he will turn him into a terrorist bomb if he takes away his computer now.
Secondly, Li Yao knows that people who fall into the state of sleepwalking can''t be frightened. If he wakes up suddenly, he is likely to hurt his soul.
Lee can only bear to curl up outside the window, waiting for the author when to finish writing.
But after waiting for two hours in a row, Zhang Daniu''s speed still showed no sign of slowing down. The laptop was almost smoky by him.
This explains a question: Zhang Daniu once said that his computer often breaks down and has been sent to repair several times, but every time it is repaired, it breaks down.
Nonsense. If you ravage the keyboard according to this intensity, maybe in addition to crazy typing, there are infrasound waves, ultrasonic waves and other strange ripple interference. Can the computer not be broken?
Fortunately, it''s the third shift in the middle of the night, and no one passes by in the community. Otherwise, Li Yao would be found hanging out of the window for such a long time.
Rao is so, his arms are too weak, his stomach is empty, and his viscera are kneaded together.
"No!"
When the first Venus appeared in front of his eyes, Li Yaoxin had a warning sign. He found that he had lost some of his strength.
Even the super power person should follow the law of conservation of energy. His body has undergone earth shaking changes in recent days. The strengthening of each strand of cells has to be at the cost of swallowing a lot of nutrients. Now he eats more than ten meals per meal than a normal person.
Last night when I had dinner with the author, I ordered a pot full of meat and bones. Under normal circumstances, two or three strong men could eat happily, but it was far from enough for Li Yao''s bottomless stomach.
At that time, there were so many people with mixed eyes that it was impossible for Li Yao to order thirty or fifty pots of meat and bones at one time. Later, he thought that he could finish the task in five minutes, but he didn''t expect to supplement nutrition in advance. At this moment, his stomach was like thunder, and he was hungry in an instant.