Ji Ziming frowned slightly as his handsome features became blurry.
"What does that mean?"
Qin Qitong struggled out of Bi Zheng's embrace and walked up to Pei Ge, who was lying beside the orange light. She asked softly, "You said that this light can move? How?"
"Speak louder," Pei Ge said.
Qin Qitong obeyed and raised her voice by a few decibels. The little orange lamp swayed slightly and the data on the computer went up a few more slopes.
"This is a decibel receptor. The more sensitive it is, the brighter it is."
Bi Zheng's calm voice came from behind the two women. Seeing how curious they were, he slowly explained, "This is my latest invention. It's used to receive background noises during calls; such as whether there are other sounds mixed in with the electric current, such as drinking water or blowing bubbles?"
"This can capture the goldfish spitting bubbles?"
Qin Qitong widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Yeah."
