He Ruge exited the game, logged in to Penguin and asked Octopus under what circumstances, besides encountering natural enemies, Yaowen would warn him.
Octopus: "Under normal circumstances, it will only warn you when you encounter natural enemies, but you are a koi, and your demon pattern may have other functions that I don't know about."
Bazuo: "Speaking of which, are you really a writer in Jinjiang? How do you feel that you are living in dire straits, and Yaowen is madly warning you every day."
Although He Ruge pretended that he just wanted to know the knowledge of the demon pattern, but his questioning method as long as the eight claw is not stupid, think about it and know what He Ruge is actually encountering.
Ruge: "...I want to get a big cat recently."
Octopus: "Fuck you, brother."
Ruge: "The energy consumption of the demon pattern is too much, is it bad for the body, such as weak legs."
Bazuo: "You are still in the awakening period, it is best not to consume too much energy, each monster's situation is different, just like staying up all night, some people can stay alive the next day no matter how late they stay up, and some people stay up all night. Sudden death. Do you understand what I mean?"
Ruge: "Understood, thank you."
It's no wonder that his legs and feet are soft at every turn these days. He Ruge drank a sip of wolfberry tea and began to write melancholy. Some time ago, after he was 20,000, and now he is 10,000, readers began to dislike him for being short.
Sure enough, it is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, and from extravagance to thrift is difficult.
He Ruge estimated the progress of the article, and if he keeps tens of thousands, it will be finished by the end of next month.
And his birthday is at the end of next month. Finishing this book should be the best birthday present he gave himself. Before writing this book, he was actually uncertain about the future, and he didn't know what he had been insisting on, but now, every word he typed every day could make his dazed future clear little by little.
He Ruge finished the morning update and logged into the game again. Because Bazuo said that consuming the energy of the demon pattern may cause harm, He Ruge plans to go to room B6 tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Take it easy these two days, and raise your cubs happily.
Holding the nutrient solution in his hand, He Ruge pushed open the door of Room 104 and looked at the little monster standing by the door again.
The little monster is already very tall, its height is He Ruge's jaw, and its body length is more than three meters. If it is paralyzed, the bedding will not be able to hold the huge little monster. The little monster must sit up hard. The upright sitting posture was revealed, and the little monster raised its head slightly, squatting at the door waiting for He Ruge like a cub.
He is indeed a cub, and his size is only due to the rapid growth after the injection of genetic medicine. He was released for less than half a year, and every time he did something bad, he was taken back to sleep.
No one has liked him, no one has sung to him, told stories, fed him candy, touched his head, and no one has ever told him that he is very smart and he deserves to be liked.
He is Xi Guican's missing childhood.
It is a combination of all the negative emotions of short childhood.
Xiao Xi Guican likes insect wings, so the little monster also likes insect wings. The grown-up Xi Guican liked He Ruge, so from the beginning, it was doomed that the little monster liked He Ruge.
It's just that the stupid little monster doesn't know that the emotion in his heart is liking. Even the grown-up Xi Guican will take a while to understand that it is liking. How can the stupid little monster understand that the tenderness and happiness in his heart is liking. Woolen cloth
He's just a heartless monster.
The little monster even thought that the emotions surging in his heart belonged to "Xi Guican".
"Miaomiao, you are waiting for me again." The young man lowered his eyes and said softly, his snow-white hands were like white lotuses blooming in the void, his slender fingers were like long petals, and the pure white flower caressed the top of his head.
The little monster suddenly discovered that white is actually very beautiful, just as good-looking as red. Staying by He Ruge's side, the mind is no longer killing, but He Ruge.
How to sing in my head.
Four more injections, he can become very powerful, and then he can destroy this ghost place. When everything is in ruins, he will put He Ruge on his back and carry the only thing he has. Happy to see the stars.
Maybe he could have a good discussion with Xi Guican, half of He Ruge's time is his, and the other half is for Xi Guican. If He Ruge can accompany him forever, then he is willing to be He Ruge's Miaomiao forever.
He no longer kills casually, but if anyone wants to hurt He Ruge, he will tear those people to pieces. He is very stupid, not as smart as Xi Guican, if he is better than his brain, he will definitely not be able to compare to Xi Guican. But if Xi Guican fights with him, he may not be able to win.
So the two of them can definitely protect He Ruge.
The more the little monster thought about it, the happier he was. He had a stomach full of things to say to He Ruge, and wanted to make He Ruge happy. He can't wait to make He Ruge happy because of him. But... he was too embarrassed to talk about it.
The little monster returned to the corner with the bedding in his mouth, stared at the nutrient solution in singer He Ru and said, "I'm so hungry."
I'm too hungry, so it's not you, but the nutrient solution.
He Ruge pretended to be persuaded, sat cross-legged beside the little monster, and handed the nutrient solution to the little monster.
"What does the nutrient solution taste like?" He Ruge asked curiously when he saw the little monster eating. The nutrient solution felt like a good thing. If he had the nutrient solution, he would not have to spend time ordering takeout.
"No taste." The little monster drank the nutrient solution for a while, with the nutrient solution in his mouth, he stuffed the bottle into He Ruge, "I'll give it to you."
He Ruge just asked casually, but unexpectedly, he got the nutrient solution that the little monster was about to drink. The mouth of the bottle was filled with the little monster's saliva, and it was too sticky to swallow, but under the expectant gaze of the little monster, He Ruge couldn't say anything to refuse.
Since the little monster's temper has gotten better and better, when he doesn't speak, he only looks at He Ruge with azure blue eyes, looking like a little white tiger.
Indifferent on the outside, in fact, the little white tiger is very soft inside.
The one who was personally sent to the brainwashing room to wash away all the little white tigers who like to fall asleep.
His heart seemed to be hanging in the air, and the grief was stuffed into his chest dull and empty. He Ruge looked away, not daring to look at the little monster. He poured a little of the nutrient solution on his fingertips and licked it lightly.
Cool, a little sticky, and tasteless.
Is this what the little monster eats every day? If a person leans against the wall and sits in the corner drinking cold nutrient solution, it is simply a true portrayal of "drinking not nutrient solution, but loneliness".
Room 104 has no decoration or color, gray floor and pale walls. No wonder the little monster who stayed in such an environment every day would wait for him at the door.
He Ruge touched the big head of the little monster, the thick and warm feeling made He Ruge reluctant to remove his hand. "Miaomiao want to eat cake, want to play with toys?"
The little monster nodded curiously, and the long tiger whiskers trembled.
Love Mall has a lot of snacks and toys, it's time to spend money on little monsters!
He Ruge rushed into the mall and bought the strawberry cake first. The little monster looked at the cake that appeared out of nowhere in He Ruge's heart, and looked around curiously, "Where did it come from?"
"This is in exchange for Miaomiao's liking for me." After He Ruge finished speaking, he turned on the state of the little monster, and was surprised to find that his favorability was almost full.
[Love]: The little monster likes you very, very much, favorability 98
"Can I change things if I like it?" The little monster heard this statement for the first time, and felt extremely novel.
He Ruge couldn't help pinching the tight face of the big pie, and when the little monster looked confused, he withdrew his hand, and coughed as if nothing had happened, "I like it for like, and my sincerity for my sincerity. Miaomiao strawberry cake, I hope to change to a sweeter Miaomiao."
The little monster stuck out his tongue and licked his paws, and said solemnly and regretfully, "But I'm not sweet."
He Ruge handed the soft and sweet cake to the little monster's mouth, and said with a smile, "The strawberry cake will become sweeter after eating it."
The little monster, ah woo, ate the small cake in one bite, chewed it twice and swallowed it in his throat. The sweet and greasy cream made him frown. He seldom eats sweets, and the sweetest thing is just a fruit candy, so this cake is too sweet for him to accept.
However, when He Ruge asked him if it was delicious, the little monster looked at the gentle face and nodded unconsciously.
So a new strawberry cake appeared on his lips. This time, He Ruge also asked him to eat slowly, the cream from the tip of his tongue poured down, and the sweetness of a landslide and tsunami erupted in his mouth. The little monster was so tangled that he wanted to vomit but was reluctant to vomit, and he held his breath and swallowed the cake abruptly.
This time the little monster behaved well. When He Ruge asked him if it was sweet or not, if he still wanted to eat it, his big head nodded first, and then shook it like a rattle.
"I won't give it to you if you want to eat it. If you eat too much cake, you will gain weight." He Ruge put the big claws of the little monster on his legs and said while pinching the meat pad: "Your weight is just right now, and then fat… "
It seems that except for humans, all animals are cute when they are fat.
There was a smile in the black eyes, "It's cute even if you get fat, but it's better to be healthy."
Looking at the little monster who was listening intently, He Ruge couldn't help but kissed the little monster's paw again, "Miaomiao, you are so sweet~"
Hearing this, the little monster licked the cream on his mouth, smashed his mouth, and seriously commented: "No, you are the sweetest."
They looked at each other, saw themselves in each other's eyes, and the sweet person in their own eyes.
He Ruge's mood became better, he bought another salted fish pillow in the love mall, the pillow was bigger than He Ruge. In He Ruge's imagination, it should be the little monster who ate dessert after the meal, hugging the pillow, holding the fish head with two front paws, and kicking the fish tail in crazy small steps with two hind paws, so excited that his eyes narrowed, happily Oooo.
However, there is always a certain gap between reality and imagination. When the salted fish pillow suddenly appeared, the little monster was startled, because the huge salted fish pillow pressed He Ruge down, and it looked like He Ruge was being bullied. Between the flints, the little monster used the shadowless cat's claws, and the sharp claws cut off the head of the salted fish, and the cotton wool mixed with catnip scattered on the ground.
He Ruge: "… "
He Ruge explained weakly: "This is a toy for Miaomiao, a toy you can hold and play with."
No matter how stupid the little monster was, he knew that he had done something wrong.
He Ruge shook the cotton wool on his face, and began to feel distressed when he saw the little monster's guilty appearance, "Actually, this toy can also be torn."
He Ruge brought the salted fish pillow with the broken head over, thought for a while, took out all the cotton wool from the pillowcase, and then got into the salted fish pillow by himself. This experience is like putting on dinosaur pajamas.
He Ruge Xianyu moved to the side of the little monster, showing his eight teeth and smiling brightly: "After tearing it off, there will be a new dress."
The little monster's tense body finally relaxed, and under the gaze of He Ruge's wide eyes, he jumped up and hugged He Ruge, his front claws wrapped around He Ruge's waist, and his big head carefully rested on He Ruge's shoulders. , "Is that how you hold the toy?" Even though the boy's voice was muffled, he couldn't hold back the rising joy.
The whole body was attached to the big cat's belly, and he suddenly realized the ideal He Ruge last night. He was so moved that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, "Yes, yes."
The tiger's tail wrapped around He Ruge's ankle, and the little monster whispered with a little bit of willfulness, "I hold it, I don't want to let go."
I don't know if it was because Mao Mao was too hot and was suffocated, or because the tips of happiness's ears were red, "...then it's not loose."