Since the Equipment Department did not have the habit of signing contracts, Lu Mingfei just followed the Romans.

Anyway, if you can run away, the equipment guy can't run away from the temple, and Watt Alheim's nine nuclear explosion-proof layers can't protect him from his fists.

"ah!!!"

He had just put away his computer and was about to leave when suddenly there was an earth-shattering scream.

"What batch of news?"

The equipment guys were startled and stopped looking at the top. They ran to the director's office door and poked their heads around, but no one opened the door.

"Why don't you go in and take a look?"

Lu Mingfei asked inexplicably.

"Hey, Professor Lu, you don't know that the director hates to be disturbed when he is catching up on sleep. Whoever knocks on the door or goes to the toilet will have a bomb in the toilet."

Salman nodded nervously.

"I don't want to know either."

He turned around to leave.

"Professor Lu, why don't you open the door and have a look?"

Salman had an idea.

"Yes, yes, Boss Lu, it is most appropriate for you to open the door."

The other equipment guys nodded like crazy.

"Not going."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

He knew what these guys were up to, but he didn't want to get involved.

Unless Akadulla is possessed by a demon, he is still interested, but there is no subspace in this world.

Even if there are, there aren't many demons who are interested in motor oil guys.

"The priority of that project has just been raised to the highest level."

Deputy Director Carl made the decision.

Lu Mingfei turned around and opened the door of the director's office.

Akadullah Farooq was rolling on the ground holding his stomach, his face was pale and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Stomach, stomachache."

Akadura hummed with a ferocious look on his face.

He looked around the room and saw that there was garbage and debris everywhere.

Lu Mingfei quickly focused his attention on a can of Coke. Judging from the dust on the surface, it had been there for a long time, but the opening was clean.

"Did you drink coke?"

"yes."

Akadulla replied tremblingly.

"How long has it been there?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"One day? Half a year? Two years?"

Akadura couldn't hold it.

He sighed, grabbed Akadura, and punched him in the stomach.

The precise force exerted is enough to cause a gastrointestinal reaction without hurting the body.

"vomit!"

Akadura raised his throat and then sprayed out thousands of miles.

"Let's go to the infirmary. It's probably acute gastroenteritis."

Lu Mingfei said with disgust.

When not on the battlefield, Elder Lu actually has a slight mysophobia.

"Quick, go get the express trolley."

Deputy Director Karl ordered.

A group of equipment guys brought the cart over and laughed loudly, pushing Akadura away.

"Thank you Professor Lu for saving your life."

Karl said solemnly.

"Well, actually he won't die if I don't save him. It's just acute gastroenteritis. And I'm not a professor."

Lu Mingfei had no intention of taking credit.

"Anyway, the equipment department has taken note of this kindness. If you need anything, Professor Lu can just mention it."

Karl said, patting his withered chest.

"I didn't. Well, wait a minute."

Lu Mingfei was just about to decline when he suddenly thought of Anger's reminder to him.

"Do you have any anti-theft equipment here?"

he asked.
Chapter completed!