More than half of the three-day hunting battle has passed, and the two criminals who stayed with him hardly hunted in person. Rarely does he appear to be aggressive, but even then he is unsettling and dangerous.
"Wan Wan," two days and two nights had passed, orange clouds floated from the other side of the silent sky, looking towards the lamp at the young man who was cooking hares not far away, and asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "Why did he call you boss?" ?”
"You can call too."
"..."
"It's called getting used to it. We knew each other before going to prison."
"Why...?" Chao Deng stopped talking, and added with a smile: "I'm a little curious, so don't say it if you don't want to."
To his surprise, the criminal numbered 100,000 threw him the question instead: "What do you think?"
After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head: "I can't think of it."
"People in the tower want to climb to the top to enjoy better material goods. The tower exists to screen out powerful humans. Therefore, machines do not oppose humans killing people. On the contrary, they encourage us to kill each other," the man skillfully lit a cigarette , because of the evening breeze, when he lit his cigarette, he purposely held the lighter with his fingers holding the cigarette. The orange flame reflected his fair and handsome face, and there was silence in his beautiful eyes: "Guess what, if even human life is worthless, What conduct constitutes a crime?"
"..."
This question... this question will not.
Help, I feel so ashamed for not being able to answer.
Seeing his tangled face, the man suddenly chuckled.
"It's okay," he wrote lightly when he saw his companion walking back with the roasted hare, "I'll find out later."
After dinner, the man was going to take a bath in the nearby stream, and threw the unfinished rabbit leg towards the lamp to follow. The young man who also ate the rabbit leg seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Classmate Jiu," the young man looked at him with a deep expression on his face, "You like clinging to our boss so much? Do you want to come to Dacang to play?"
"Just play, is Okura fun?"
"Not fun, your ass will bloom."
The man who stood up at the side answered.
"..."
The young man is afraid that the world will not be chaotic and fan the flames: "Boss, you protect others."
"It's the same for me." After a while, he couldn't hear Chaodeng's footsteps, and the man looked back: "Let's go."
It's the same for you protecting, does it mean that you will also make me bloom, or that it's useless for you to protect me and I will bloom
All things considered, I choose A.
The cold water flowed across the soles of the feet, and the flowing streams made noises in the dark night. The natural environment was completely dark, and even the moon was covered by clouds. I couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly when I turned to the lamp, so I dared not step down. I saw him washing at the beach all the time. Foot, the criminal standing in the middle of the stream clicked his tongue.
"Can't make it through?"
"I can't see it."
"Just go straight."
Chaodeng hesitated for a moment, and stepped down from the shore step by step. Walking in an almost completely dark environment requires a lot of trust in the guide. When he was about to approach the man, he stepped on the right side of the light—
"Watch the right foot...uh."
He spoke a little late.
The action of slapping the stream caused bursts of water splashes. In the chaos, Chao Deng subconsciously hugged the waist of the person around him. He choked on the water, and the sound of coughing was clear in the quiet night.
"Didn't you say don't touch me?"
"I, I can't swim!"
In fact, at the Lantern Festival, you don’t want to waste money, you don’t take advantage of the bastard.
"Stand still," the man said helplessly, "Stop rubbing, you don't want your butt to bloom, do you?"
"..."
Woo, think.
The clouds drifted above their heads, and with the gradually bright moonlight, they could see clearly that he and the other party were standing on a protruding stone surface by looking at the lamp. Except for this place, there was a bottomless stream all around. When he came, he walked The stone road just broke off near the stone surface. Since the formation of the conscious beast, Chaodeng's five senses have become much sharper than before. There was a small movement in the half-person tall white mongoose grass. He just wanted to confirm it when he saw a The criminals together moved their lips.
He never heard those strange noises again, until when he was leaving, he turned to the lamp and looked around the grass on purpose, and vaguely saw a blackened withered arm. , the white grass around it is still alive and well.
"You don't want a number?"
"No need," the platinum-haired criminal shook off the drops of water on his arm: "It rises too fast, and the little machines will become suspicious."
"Oh… "
"You didn't twist your foot?"
"No... ah, it's twisted," Chao Deng smiled and said, "Can you carry me on your back?"
"… walk on my own."
"Hey hey hey~ I obey."
In order to avoid suspicion, they separated an hour before the end of the hunting battle, Chaodeng deliberately found some ash and blood on his body, and waited for most of the ordinary supernatural beings to walk to the open passage before he followed him out and returned to Tower 1. Inside the layer, he took a shower and tried to release his consciousness beast while wiping his hair.
Half a minute later, a half-beauty and half-skeleton scene appeared in front of him. The girl's long black hair was a little messy, her blood dripped down her fair body, and she sighed towards the lamp.
"Do you have a name?"
He lowered his voice as much as possible.
The conscious beast in front of him didn't respond. If I remember correctly, most conscious beasts don't have their own thoughts at all. It seems that this is the same for him. He took out the tester from the bedside cabinet, motioned the girl to put her hand on it, and turned to the lamp. Bending eyes and smiling.
"Is it Lin Lang?"
"..."
"Wow, you're a three-and-a-half-star consciousness beast." Looking at the results on the tester, Chao Deng said, "It's very likely that three-and-a-half stars will grow into four stars, that's amazing."
"..."
"My name is Chaodeng, although you may not remember it... Caesar is super unreliable, I don't know where it is now, I will rely on you in the future."
Chaodeng grasped the girl's bloody, slender fingers made of white bones, and his consciousness beast lowered his head. The girl's eyes and hair were as black as ebony, and her skin was as white as porcelain, exactly the same as Chaodeng himself.
After a long time, his painful voice sounded in the room.
"Sorry… "
The scene in Dacang Prison was full of excitement. The criminals who participated in the hunting battle re-entered the prison one by one with great excitement, just like heroes who came back in triumph. Whoever has the most blood on their bodies and bears the heaviest human life is the hero among them. hero.
The first person to enter the prison was a tall man covered in tattoos. He was more than two meters tall, and his well-developed muscles made him look like a statue of a god of war. The female prison guard had to flick the pointer.
"Quiet."
she said loudly.
After a brief silence, the criminals present roared with laughter.
"Who the hell wants to be quiet? Make it quiet, sir."
"Blow that bitch's head off—"
"Tear it down! Power it down!"
According to the usual practice, the robot is not allowed to punish any criminals within one day of the end of the hunting battle. Now is the carnival time. The tall prisoner laughed, and he threw a kiss at the hot robot girl. The first person passed the security check, Okura continued Let them go. A platinum-haired man walked among the row of criminals. He had an expressionless face and a tall and outstanding figure. The man's handsome face was incompatible with the dark and dirty prison. When he passed a room, suddenly someone rushed He yelled loudly.
"Caesar!! How the fuck are you still alive?! Garbage, scum—"
It was an unkempt middle-aged man, covered in new and old wounds, and he was in a trance. No human being can have his own name. When the machine girl turned around, the middle-aged man was grabbed by his cellmates. Drag it inside.
It was a grinning Asian guy who gave the platinum-haired man a thumbs up.
"There's something wrong with him here," the Asian pointed to his brain: "Do you want me to help you get rid of him?"
Caesar offered him a cigarette.
"Thanks, buddy."
When the smell of smoke wafted in, the screams of the middle-aged man were mixed with the cheers of the criminals. He went back to the single prison to take a shower, and his hair was still dry when he received the notification from the medical room. In the pure white medical room, it was no surprise to see a beautiful doctor with golden curly hair.
"According to the survey, blond hair and blue eyes make people feel the most happy. The doctors made by the robots are all blond-haired machinists." Her voice was a little hoarse, but she did not lose the softness of women, which made her look extra sexy: "Maybe you are interested in blond hair?" Prejudice? As soon as he came in, he showed an unhappy expression."
"I'm just upset with you."
"Oh..." She shrugged, the neckline of the doctor's gown was opened a little low, the seductive lines of her chest were faintly visible, and the woman's gentle laughter fell into the room: "I'm sorry to disturb you by pretending to be self-serving, I want to make sure that our leader is safe and sound. "
"I'm fine," he sat down, "can I go?"
"It took me a lot of work to sneak into Okura and play this robot girl, I want you to make it up..."
She smiled ambiguously, and her feet in red high heels approached the man's calf.
"..."
Seeing that he didn't respond, the woman stopped in boredom.
"You went to see that child, what kind of game is this? Little Caesar."
"Oriola," he said lightly, "this is not a game, it's war."
"The war of love?" Oriola smiled, and the red lip glaze painted on her radiant face looked very good: "Why don't you tell him who you are? That child likes you very much, at least very fond of you." .”
"It's not fair."
"It's not unfair, it's just that you are greedy." She smiled unchanged: "You don't want him to fall in love with you because of the past bondage, you want to start again, because you also want everything from him, right?"
Caesar had a headache: "Stop watching bubble dramas."
"We used a supercomputer to find the person who best matches your data from all planes. He is the most suitable person for you. Have you ever thought about how incredible this is? 99.99% match rate, because you This number found him, and even brought him to your plane after he completed the task, why is it timid now?"
"Oriola," Caesar said with gray-blue eyes as deep as a pool, "the time is not right yet."
"You're so rational that it's scary, are you trying? Try to see if you really fit apart from the numbers..." The blond beauty put her long legs together, and she licked her lips: "Is he great?"
Caesar glanced at her: "No matter how great it is, it's mine, don't even think about it."
"..."
After a long silence, curiosity made Oriola open her mouth without fear of death.
"What if you can't help it, or if he likes someone else?"
what to do
When he saw the consciousness beast in the form of a girl, he used the spirit of speech to make Chaodeng dream of his favorite emotional fragments. His consciousness beast is indeed not the spirit of speech. The spirit of speech is the ability he was born with. Caesar By creating a dream with "Wei Qiao", he got the answer he wanted. Similarly, he can hint everything to the other party in tonight's dream.
"remind him."
For example, Chao Deng's most memorable fragment...
"what?"
Oriola was puzzled for a long time.
The black-haired young man lying on the bed frowned slightly. He was a bit uncomfortable in his sleep. His thick eyelashes wove a small shadow on his face. His consciousness beast sat by the window, and the girl whose skeleton and flesh intertwined watched quietly. Looking at the vast stardust outside the tower, her long black hair was slightly scattered in the wind.
In his dream, there are overlapping September sunshine and heavy autumn rain, the Italian wind carries the fragrance of wild flowers in the suburbs, cherry wine melts in the glass, and angels sing softly on the dome of the Holy See.
"Second young master?"
The always warm voice made him open his eyes. He was tied to the bed, and the strangeness in his body almost made him scream. The light was both cool and painful. He just moved his leg a little before someone grabbed his ankle. .
"You're finally awake," the man's amber eyes were full of smiles, Tang kissed his trembling right hand, brushed his tongue and looked at him like the fingertips of the lamp, as if he had been waiting for an unknown number of years: "Why are you running away again?"
"I-uh!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the sudden small electric current made Chaodeng want to roll, he curled up as much as possible, and from his slightly red and swollen lips, Chaodeng made a weak voice.
"Don..."