Above is Zhang Daniu's balcony window, only one step away from the desk where he works.
Within five seconds, he quietly took away the computer, found a place to copy all the documents inside, and then quietly put the computer away.
Put it back and no one will notice anything unusual.
Then Li Yao can slowly search these documents, find the outline of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", figure out the truth about the Vulture Project and the secrets hidden behind "Earth", and maybe unlock more powerful "superpowers" , or, according to the book - "supernatural power"!
However, when Li Yao was about to jump up, the muscles all over his body suddenly became tense. wrong.
His pupils suddenly shrank into two needlepoints, glowing with vigilance.
He heard a heartbeat.
An unusually rapid heartbeat, more than 200 beats per minute, came from Zhang Daniu's bedroom.
It was like fierce war drums and a roaring engine.
It was so clear in the dead of night.
This is impossible.
Although alcohol stimulates the human body's heartbeat and blood circulation to accelerate, it is impossible to maintain a heartbeat of two hundred beats per minute for a long time - this is a phenomenon only caused by overloaded strenuous exercise!
Li Yao was very sure that when he left, Zhang Daniu was already lying on the bed and fast asleep.
His heartbeat was slightly faster, but it was still within the normal range.
There was absolutely no such weird phenomenon.
Moreover, in addition to the heartbeat, Li Yao seemed to hear a "squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak" sound coming from above the heartbeat.
It should be Zhang Daniu's head - just like the author's head It is covered with intricate gears, and these gears are moved by mysterious forces and are rotating rapidly, reaching the limit!
"You're not suffering from alcohol poisoning, are you?"
Li Yao's heart tightened.
It would be really bad if an innocent person was poisoned by alcohol because of himself.
"Ding!
Ding!
Ding!"
At this time, Li Yao heard a very strange sound coming from the room, as if coins were falling to the ground one after another.
"He's awake?"
Li Yao couldn't help his curiosity.
He grabbed the edge of the window and risked exposing half of his head to look into the room.
Zhang Daniu was indeed awake and was sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over and looking towards the ground.
But his expression really didn't look like he was awake - his eyes were deeply sunken, as if they were sunken all the way into his brain, his nostrils were exaggeratedly dilated, his breathing was unusually rapid, and there was a mysterious and strange smile on his face, as if he had fallen.
He entered an invisible devil's cave, still muttering in his mouth, I don't know what he was talking about.
There was an open piggy bank on the bedside table.
He was holding a handful of coins in his hand, twisting the coins one by one with his fingers.
First they bounced high, and then they fell to the ground one by one.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the coins. pros and cons.
Li Yao stared at his lips for a long time, and finally figured out that what he was muttering was: "Why can't you stand up?
How strange!"
nonsense.
Li Yaoxin said, it’s either a flower or a word, how could it be possible to stand up?
After a while, all the coins were scattered.
Zhang Daniu had his hands empty and stared blankly for a long time.
He suddenly picked up a coin, put it on the bedside table, and stood up carefully.
Looking at the standing coins, he finally let out a strange smile of satisfaction, then stumbled to the desk and turned on the computer with trembling hands.
He tilted his head and stared at the computer for a long time.
The corners of his eyes and mouth made nervous twitches from time to time, and his appearance was extremely horrifying.
"What on earth is he doing?"
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Monk Li Yaozhang was confused, "Is he drunk or not, asleep or awake, or... sleepwalking?"
Yes, a flash of lightning flashed in Li Yao's mind.
The other party was indeed sleepwalking.
All of this was an unconscious conditioned reflex.
"squeak--" As soon as this idea came to mind, Li Yao "heard" a very sharp roar coming from Zhang Daniu's head.
It was similar to infrasound or ultrasound.
It was inaudible to normal human ears, but it would cause strong stimulation to the brain nerves.
Li Yao was so frightened that he almost fell off the balcony on the fifth floor.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daniu's hand moved.
He didn't look like someone who was drunk or sleepwalking.
He was basically an extremely efficient typing machine.
At first, the typing sound was still "ta-da-da-da", but soon turned into "swish-swish-swish" for three to five minutes.
After the "warm-up", the sounds of more than a dozen characters tapping were mixed together and turned into a continuous and continuous noise.
And his fingers didn't look like human fingers at all, but rather like bullets fired from machine guns, ravaging the poor keyboard.
The dark night, the dim lights, the author with a weird smile and a weird expression, was tapping the computer crazily in a sleepwalking state, and there was a gecko-like superpower hanging outside the window - even Li Yao himself didn't figure it out.
What is going on in this scene that looks like the opening of a horror movie?
And the scariest thing is...
Li Yao's sharp eyes looked over from his angle, and he could just see Zhang Daniu's computer screen.
He discovered that the author was not typing on the keyboard randomly, but actually typed a coherent, logical, and meaningful text. , he also caught a glimpse of keywords such as "Li Yao, Ancient Saint World, Dragon and Snake Star Territory".
This is the latest chapter of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation".
"Cultivation Li Yao" finally returns to the Federation with the eleven powerful ancient saints, preparing to start the decisive battle between the Federation and the Empire - the Black Wind Fleet!
Li Yao almost screamed.
How is it possible?
It’s not a question of whether the author could type while drunk or sleepwalking, but that his typing speed is simply too fast.
You should know that a nationally certified typist can handle approximately two to three hundred words of text input tasks per minute.
If it is a professionally trained and experienced senior typist, it is possible to handle up to three to five hundred words, converted into an hour. , that is, from 10,000 to 15,000 words.
But that can only be done occasionally when you have read the manuscript thoroughly and have a clear understanding of it.
You even need to use some shorthand techniques, and it will never last long.
As for a writer, he has to conceive of words, plots and description techniques in his mind, and he also needs to be coherent and logical, at least without major contradictions.
Naturally, the speed cannot be so fast, even by the standards of online writers. , the writing speed of two thousand words per hour is the limit.
Although some people say that they have written six thousand words or eight thousand words per hour, these are very rare phenomena with detailed outlines, strong inspiration, and extremely good competitive status.
Zhang Daniu's current "hand speed" clearly exceeds six thousand to eight thousand words per hour, and even exceeds the text entry speed of a senior typist's more than ten thousand words per hour.
Li Yao didn't know how fast he was.
He just felt that his hands "turned into a gray mist" as written in the novel.
Even the text display on the screen couldn't keep up with his speed and dragged out a The afterimage of Tao.
Moreover, Li Yao noticed that his eyes were always fixed on the screen.
He had neither distracted attention to the keyboard nor read any electronic or notebook drafts and outlines.
So, he suddenly had a flood of literary ideas and wrote a manuscript of at least more than 10,000 words in just half an hour without a draft?
Can normal humans really do this kind of thing?
Li Yao wondered if he was dazzled.
However, it’s not too strange to think that yesterday in the dormitory, my muscles exploded and I tore a dumbbell in half.
This is a world where superpowers are real.
Could it be that Zhang Daniu, like himself, is actually a superpower, but his superpower is that he can write novels at an extremely fast speed without conscious awareness, similar to...
"Code Man"?
"Well, there are all kinds of wonders in the world.
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Since "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" can inspire readers' superpowers, what's so strange about inspiring the author's own superpowers?"
Li Yao said to himself.
He originally wanted to steal Zhang Daniu's computer, but he accidentally discovered such a strange phenomenon, so he was not in a hurry.
First, Zhang Daniu was always sitting in front of the computer, as if he was crazy.
Li Yao was not sure if taking away his computer now would turn him into a terrifying bomb.
Secondly, Li Yao knew that a person who was in a sleepwalking state could not be frightened.
If he woke him up suddenly, he would most likely harm his soul.
Li Yao could only huddle up outside the window patiently, waiting for the author to finish writing.
But after waiting for two hours, Zhang Daniu still showed no sign of slowing down, and the laptop was almost smoking from being beaten by him.
This explains a question - Zhang Daniu once said that his computer often broke down and he sent it for repair several times, but it broke every time.
Nonsense, if you ravage the keyboard with this intensity, maybe in addition to crazy typing, there will be infrasound waves, ultrasonic waves and other weird ripple interference.
Will the computer not be damaged?
Fortunately, it was the middle of the night and no one was passing by in the community.
Otherwise, Li Yao would have been discovered hanging outside the window for so long.
Even so, his arms were so weak, his belly was empty, and his internal organs were crumpled into a ball.
"not good!"
When the first gold star appeared in front of his eyes, Li Yao felt a warning sign in his heart.
He found that he was a little weak.
Even a person with superpowers must abide by the law of energy conservation.
His body has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few days.
The strengthening of every cell has to be at the expense of devouring a large amount of nutrients.
He now eats more food in one meal than a normal person.
More than ten meals.
Last night I had dinner with the author, and although I ordered a large pot full of meat and bones, which would normally satisfy two or three strong men, it was far from enough for Li Yao's bottomless pit-like stomach.
There were so many people at that time that Li Yao couldn't possibly order thirty or fifty pots of meat and bones in one go, which was so shocking.
After that, he thought he could finish the task in five minutes, but he didn't expect to supplement his nutrition in advance.
At this moment, he felt like thunder in his stomach.
I was instantly hungry.