Kou Dong looked at him like this, his father's love surged like mountains and seas, and it couldn't be stopped—
"Good boy," he said to Ye Yanzhi, who was holding his finger, "You wait here, and I will go across the platform to buy you a bag of oranges."
A suspicious look appeared on Ye Yanzhi's face, he raised his eyes, and gave the young man a blank look.
That doesn't sound like much of a problem.
But why does this person's expression always make him feel that something is wrong
He asked cautiously: "What orange?"
Just these four words instantly made the kindness in Kou Dong's eyes a little more pity. He sighed and stroked his son's head, and said, "Didn't you go to school?"
Ye Yanzhi didn't say a word, with a sullen face, he silently put down the arm that was holding Kou Dong's finger.
"Don't force it," Kou Dong said, "it's my father's fault—after you go to school, the nine-year compulsory education will always make you understand."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
He finally held back his anger, and said with restraint, "I'm twenty-one."
This sentence had no effect, because Kou Dong plucked his hair affectionately, and said in a voice that sounded like he was fooling: "Okay, you are twenty-one..."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
Just talk when you talk, why do you still have to look at your pants
At this moment, Ye Yanzhi was determined to quit the stall, and simply let the group of experimental subjects tie up Kou Dong's meowing for a day - anyway, he still took advantage of it.
Kou Dong didn't know that he was already on the verge of death.
He probed left and right for a while, and then quietly lifted his dead foot back a little, "How did you sleep?"
The villain folded his arms, with a cold face, looking down on all living beings.
Kou Dong stepped back again and suggested: "Dad will make you a nest?"
Villain: "..."
Very good, he thought with a sullen face, adding another vote to the option of Meow Meow.
They ended up sleeping on the pillow together. Kou Dong was afraid of pressing him down, so he put him on top of his head, and took a ball of cotton out of the quilt to cover him. Ye Yanzhi crouched in his soft hair, pursed his lips tightly, lightly and silently.
Kou Dong wanted to tell him a story about the little duck, but was interrupted mercilessly by the villain at the beginning, "The little duck was stewed."
Kou Dong: "..."
He couldn't help but accuse, "You don't have any sympathy."
"No," the villain said coldly, "sleep."
Kou Dong still wanted to struggle: "But I think parent-child time before going to bed is very necessary."
The villain's voice didn't fluctuate at all, "The director of the research institute also feels that it is especially necessary to communicate with the experimental subjects before going to bed."
As soon as the words fell, Kou Dong heard a knock on the door, which came from outside.
In the middle of the night, the uninvited person was obviously a man with glasses, who stood at the door and knocked on his door patiently over and over again, but the intervals became shorter and shorter, and the voice became more and more hurried. At the end, Kou Dong could clearly feel his repressed unwillingness, the thin door panel was dangling, as if it could collapse at any time, "You open the door, why don't you open the door?"
The door gap is very narrow, only a very thin one. I don't know how he did it, but he even stuffed his fingers through the narrow door, and fumbled desperately inside.
"You open the door—"
... This movement made the fool open the door for him.
Kou Dong took out the scale from his pocket, put on his shoes and got off the bed, and scratched hard on those hands.
Although the edges of the scales were smooth, they were extremely sharp, and immediately cut a bloody gash in the director's hand. The people outside let out a cry of pain, curled up their fingers and tried to escape, but was caught by Kou Dong, who couldn't help but strike again—
"what!"
This sound was more shrill than before, the man with glasses couldn't care less, and retracted his hand desperately. Then there were intermittent footsteps. He seemed to be frightened by the sudden attack, and there was no sound in front of the door.
Kou Dong put away the scales.
Of course he knew what the man with glasses was doing here, if it were someone else who took the director's badge, he would have been eaten by the group of experimental subjects - he came here just to recover the evidence.
It's a pity that the evidence can't be recovered now, and Kou Dong is still safe and sound.
Although he didn't know what effect the badge had on the man with glasses, but seeing that the man in glasses came to get it in such a hurry, it might be very important.
It's fun to hold something like this in your own hands.
Kou Dong finished tidying up the director who came to the door, and turned to teach his son: "See? The other children want to hear stories."
Originally sat up from the pillow, looked at the villain over here eagerly: "..."
He glanced at Kou Dong, and fell back heavily. It was a very simple action, but it was made to smell of anger.
The young man got back under the quilt, and heard his son say in a tone of gnashing teeth: "When I grow up..."
Kou Dong accepted it smoothly, "You respect me?"
The villain sneered, and pulled his hair tightly, after all, he was not willing to pull it too hard.
filial piety.
You will never die, he thought gloomily.
On the second day, there was not much food for everyone. There were only a few biscuits, even if they saved them and ate them carefully, they still consumed most of them—the expressions of all the people were not good-looking, and the little girl who was acting alone held her face and lamented that she never thought she would feel the strongest hunger in her life It's actually here.
The most irritating thing is that this game is connected to human brain waves, no matter how thin you are in the game, it will not change in reality.
—What's the use of eating less
Not even skinny!
When she complained, she glanced at Kou Dong again, and asked shyly, "Brother, do you think I need to lose weight?"
After experiencing the last wave, Kou Dong decisively chose to crush the girl's heart this time, "Yes, your legs are a bit thick."
The little girl's face suddenly changed. She was still full of spring, but now she snorted, as if a cat had been stepped on its tail, and said contemptuously, "Scumbag, what kind of eyes are you? I'm just fine!"
Kou Dongxin said no, girl, you think it's just right, why are you asking me...
Didn't you make it clear that you were making trouble
Ye Yanzhi was dishonest in his pocket, dragging his clothes to climb up. Kou Dong was afraid that he would be seen by others, so he quietly wanted to poke him back, but the villain had quick eyesight and quick hands, hugged his fingers, and was lifted up firmly.
Kou Dong was afraid that he would fall, so he hurriedly used his other hand to support it, and whispered, "Hide it well."
The villain turned a deaf ear to it, swayed twice as if he was on a swing, and with the force of momentum flung it onto Kou Dong's lapel.
He grabbed the top button of the sweater, cruelly picked out a thread, and stuffed himself in it.
Like a seat belt around the waist.
With such a decoration on his face, Kou Dong turned around and wanted to push him back. But at first glance, the girl on the opposite side was still criticizing his taste, as if she didn't see a living creature crawling around on him at all.
Kou Dong paused, feeling relieved.
That egg was drawn by him from the exchange pool, and it was probably a special item that only he could see.
Thinking about it this way, Kou Dong just let him go.
The man with glasses came out last, his face was more gloomy than other players, he stood in the corner with his head down, not looking in Kou Dong's direction at all. Kou Dong stared at him for a while, and found that his hands were not injured at all, the skin was smooth and clean, so he touched his chin involuntarily.
He didn't think that the person who came yesterday was not the man with glasses, but from this point of view, the other party obviously transformed his body.
The idea doesn't feel very good. Kou Dong clenched his lips, and went to grope for the scales in his hands.
The man in glasses didn't know if he noticed his gaze, and stood in the corner again.
He has done more work this day than before.
Kou Dongguang just stood by and watched, and he could read his thoughts:
— run quickly.
Run as fast as you can.
There is nothing wrong with this idea, after all, now that Experimental Subject S already knows who he is, maybe he will come to find someone tonight. The man in glasses moved in a hurry, commanding everyone's movements swiftly, and even forgot to pretend that his arm was injured, so he went up to help a few times.
Song Hong was careful and immediately saw the problem.
"It got better too soon." He said to A Xue, "He was hunted down that day, and he was seriously injured."
But looking at it now, it seems that there is nothing at all - even able to lift heavy objects.
After hearing this, Ah Xue frowned and looked at it for a while, then replied: "It's indeed weird."
She paused, and then said: "This weirdness is not a bad thing for us."
Such a place, who wouldn't want to get out of it quickly.
She crushed her feet on the ground, Song Hong saw her thoughts, and persuaded: "You...it's okay, just take this money and go out. If you can come in in the future, don't come in again."
The girl laughed strangely, and said, "I can't be the master of this.—The debt must be paid first."
Her expression was unusually cold, not at all innocent and innocent as a girl of her age should be, and she said to Song Hong, "Wrench."
Song Hong sighed, pushed her aside, picked up the heavy tools, "I'll do it."
No one's life can always be sweet.
The little girl had a beastly father, owed a lot of gambling debts and ran away without a trace, leaving behind a pair of sick mother and daughter, and was blocked by a group of people from the society all day long, just to move I don't know how many times I moved.
If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to take such a big risk.
Desperate people, hard-working people, desperate people.
In "The Dead", there are basically these three categories. The rich who have nowhere to look for new thrills regard this as a game field for harvesting sensory stimulation, and the desperate and miserable people regard this as a gamble where fate turns over. It's just that the weight is heavy, and it's a matter of life and death.
After coming to the game many times, Song Hong can basically tell who belongs to which category at a glance. The only person he didn't understand was Kou Dong.
How to put it—he sometimes even has delusions.
It's as if the opponent's game is not the same as theirs at all.
Who dares to do such an operation in "The Dead".
Kou Dong didn't help much, and kept looking at the man with glasses with great interest. The man with the glasses was stunned by his gaze, finally stood up, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," Kou Dong said with a smile, "I'll just take a look. I'll just take a look, won't it be a hindrance to you?"
The man with glasses heaved his chest twice, looking like he really wanted to swear, but he swallowed it back abruptly. He glanced at the petri dishes around him, finally squatted down silently, and buried his head in beating.
Kou Dong fed the experimental subject next to him, and the experimental subject like a hill splashed the blood chewed by the fish and sprayed it on the glass.
At that moment, the man with glasses almost had an illusion—as if the blood was not only spilled on the glass, but also on his face.
He could even feel the warmth. They kept their eyes on him as they chewed the food, making gurgling noises.
The man with glasses knew that sound very well, it meant they were hungry. A group of monsters that suck human blood and eat human bones. So far, they have eaten too few people.
so hungry.
The monster slowly stood up from the petri dish, casting a large shadow, and a snow-white cold light leaked from the corner of its mouth.
so hungry...
The man with glasses moved his throat, as if he was about to retch, he buried his head abruptly.
Can't wait any longer.
He thought, it must be now.
By the time it got dark, they had basically finished making more than half of their arms that day, and as expected, they would be able to escape successfully tomorrow. This gave the players a little confidence, they encouraged each other during the break, and then went back to rest.
The man with glasses didn't sleep, he sat on the bed for a while, made sure that there was no sound from outside, then stood up, and slowly opened the door.
He had already thought about it. Instead of going with this group of players, it is better for him to go first. He can finish this last finishing touch by himself.
Those players dare not take the risk of traveling at night, but he must. Otherwise, he doesn't know if he can survive tonight.
It's a pity that such a perfect body...
From the very first glance, he felt that the body was extremely suitable for conceiving something. The egg, or something beside it, transforms the youth into a breeding nest. Those experimental subjects also love him, and they must be willing.
… pity.
The man with glasses said deeply in his heart, and opened the door completely - once he opened it, he was stunned, and there was still a person standing in front of the door.
The young man he had thought about just now stood at the door and smiled at him, and said unhurriedly, "Hello, Director, I'm sending you warmth."
Glasses man: "..."
Glasses man: "!"
He took a sudden step back and was about to close the door—but the young man propped his hands on the door frame, taking advantage of his slender body, he squeezed through the crack of the door abruptly.
"What are you doing so hard?" Kou Dong complained, "Everyone is the successor of socialism..."
The director was obviously not in the mood to talk to him about his successor, so he only hissed: "What are you doing here?... What are you holding in your hand?"
"Hi," Kou Dong said, "You misunderstood, I really came here to give you some warmth."
"..."
God is so warm.
The man with glasses glared at him, his eyes were almost vicious, but there was a scorching heat from the viciousness, as if he wanted to turn his gaze into a scalpel and cut open this body that perfectly fit his imagination on the spot.
Kou Dong pulled up a chair and sat down in the room.
"Haven't you heard of it?" he said, "Our nation has many traditional virtues. What kind of integrity, humility, and prudence..."
The little man raised his head from his chest and looked up at him.
Kou Dongchou said shamelessly, "I have all of these."
The man with glasses sneered.
Kou Dong also laughed.
"Although I have all these, there is one most important—"
He slowly took something out of his pocket. The small piece reflected a shimmer of light, which hurt the eyes of the man with glasses.
"It's not bad to pick up gold," Kou Dong said, "What a quality."
The man with glasses seemed to be frozen, didn't move at all, just stood there in a daze. His body trembled uncontrollably, his face became paler and his pupils shrank unsteadily.
Suddenly, he turned around and rushed towards the door while he wasn't prepared.
"Don't worry," Kou Dong took out the scales slowly, and gestured on the breastplate, "Boss, the things haven't been returned to you yet, why are you walking so fast?"
The man's footsteps stopped suddenly, panting like a trapped animal, and screaming loudly as he pulled his hair.
"What the hell are you trying to do!"
Kou Dong didn't answer, but asked instead: "Is your thing hard enough? - Can it be cut?"
The man with glasses didn't answer, but trembled more and more.
"Give me, give me..." he stammered, "It's too late—too late..."
As he spoke, he began to stomp his feet again, tears streaming down his face, and he looked distraught.
"He's coming! Give me, he's coming!"
The young man didn't make any movements, just sat on the chair with his arms folded, watching him quietly. The man with glasses finally despaired. He slumped on the ground and let out a short laugh, "Do you think they will let you go?"
"I know him... I brought him up from the sea. I didn't know then, he would be such a monster! He eats people, he's been looking for a lair, and he's taken over everyone here, just waiting for a Men laid eggs for him—”
"He transformed the laboratory, and these experimental subjects are all under his control—fuck it!"
He swears, his expression is almost crazy.
"The researchers here are all dead! They're dead! If I hadn't transformed myself, I wouldn't be alive..."
"Do you know what will happen when he catches you?" The man with glasses laughed even louder, "He will release all the eggs into your body, and you will keep giving birth, keep giving birth, and before you finish giving birth, he will give birth to you." Will fill you with new ones—you'll live in his dripping petri dish, making him a nest out of your body!"
"You think he is your ally?" The man with glasses slapped his chest vigorously, "I am your ally!"
Kou Dong frowned, although he was still smiling, his voice became cold.
He said, "How did the seventh player die?"
The man with glasses snapped suddenly, and was stunned by this question.
Kou Dong's smile deepened.
"If I fall into your hands," he said flatly, "can I live?"
"..."
The director didn't answer, his eyes were empty, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
There was movement outside the door again.
The double buffs took effect at the same time, and all the experimental subjects rushed out, completely enclosing the room.
Kou Dong stood up from the chair, and slowly put the badge back on the man's chest.
"Okay," he squinted his eyes and looked at it, and said immediately, "return it to its original owner."
"..."
As soon as the words fell, the experimental subjects outside broke in. At this moment, blood and mud splashed.
Kou Dong closed his eyes, trying to turn his head away. But there was a cold and wet hand that gently covered his eyes first.
"dont see."
whispered the merman, staring straight at him with scarlet, bestial eyes.
"dont see… "
The author has something to say:
Mermaid: (satisfied) Got it.
Kou Dong: ...
Wait, wait a minute, I, I will switch sides and stand again!