6kv Chapter 156 An Ordinary Day (Morning)
Chapter 156 An Ordinary Day (Morning)
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God originally wanted to destroy this dirty world.
But when he thought of the cat, he stopped again.
In the heart of every god, there is a cat.
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Early morning on October 12, 2089.
Moss Walliland Apartments.
Luo Yan was sleeping, with cold sweat on his forehead, and those strange words sounded in his mind again.
"0748..."
"What are you doing!"
"7311 just wants her parents, what's wrong with her..."
"Saving the world is not just playing house!"
"There is also self-awareness, give him a larger dose..."
The dream was from the perspective of a child, looking up at all living beings. An old man in a white coat came over, leaned down, and grabbed my arm hard. His hair was messy and scattered on his head, as if blown by the wind. A messy bird's nest.
His eyes were blurry and fanatical, his voice was low and hoarse, and his lips were so pale that they were trembling. They were very much like the last instructions given by the seriously injured demon who was defeated by the brave in the story book before his death.
"You have to remember..."
"History is written by the victors..."
"It doesn't matter how dirty it is..."
"No matter how despicable it is, it doesn't matter..."
"It doesn't matter if you are scorned and reviled..."
The old man seemed to be having a flashback, his face became oily, his nails penetrated into 'my' arms, and his eyes burst out with a fanatical light.
"Winning is everything!"
"Huh!" Luo Yan straightened his back suddenly and woke up from his dream, his chest heaving up and down.
His breathing was extremely disordered, and the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat.
He had had this nightmare many times, and every time he woke up he felt a little tired and flustered.
A beautiful day begins with this weird dream.
"0748..."
what is going on?
Why do sounds like that always appear?
Who is the old man?
Haunted by evil spirits? Childhood memory? Something to do with wedges?
Luo Yan sat on the bedside, rubbing his temples, trying to calm down.
But the calmer you are, the more chaotic your brain becomes.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
Luo Yan gathered his emotions and pressed the remote control: "What's wrong?"
The observer turned on automatically, and before the person knocking on the door showed up, he asked first.
"Dad, it's time for breakfast."
Tianyi opened the door and came in, holding a bowl of hot porridge in his hand, and said innocently.
A month ago, I don't know what method she used to find and recognize the disguised Luo Yan. She called him by name and said "Dad". He was innocent and powerful.
She inherited some of Mu Yingtong's personality.
I especially like to take care of him and treat him as if he is in a vegetative state.
Luo Yan's face twisted, and he looked awkward: "Well... put it on the table."
He frowned slightly and continued:
"Uh... I'll make breakfast from now on."
It was so embarrassing, being taken care of by a girl younger than him.
"But mom...let me take good care of you..."
Tianyi pursed his lips, looking helpless and sad, like a dark cloud, feeling like it was going to rain at any time.
"Okay, okay, then, you can do it." Luo Yan couldn't bear to see her sad, and despite the embarrassment, he couldn't let go of the guilt in his heart.
"Okay, okay!" Tianyi's expression changed, and he narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Seeing her smiling face, Luo Yan still couldn't understand. Is it such a joy to pay for others? As for being so meticulous...
It's barely understandable.
There are always people who like to raise cats and fall in love with them.
After a slightly awkward breakfast.
Luo Yan took out a small bottle from the supercomputer ring and handed it over. His voice was gentler than ever before: "Remember to take your medicine on time."
Tianyi took the medicine bottle and nodded.
This is the neuroleptic drug GX-T8, which can suppress her headache.
The power cost of [Memory Editing] is a little weaker than the SSS-level self-suppression. Although it still cannot cure it, the symptoms can be alleviated with medicine.
"I...may come back later today. You don't have to wait for me for dinner."
Luo Yan thought for a while, turned his head, stood up from the chair and said.
"Is it dangerous?" Tianyi looked at him, worry written on his face, "Do you want me to come with you..."
"No need!" Luo Yan said in a broken voice, consciously speaking a little harshly, and his voice became lower and lower, "You can't let anything happen again..."
"Update well."
He forced a smile.
"Help your mother finish her work."
"Uh... um!" Tianyi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed and he nodded heavily.
Luo Yan walked to the door and looked around. The observers scanned the hotel back and forth to make sure there was no hidden danger.
Then he left with peace of mind.
The moment he walked out of the door, his expression suddenly turned gloomy and he switched to Xia Mo. The area scanned by the observer also changed from Wallylan Apartment to the Mayock border.
And Tianyi was sitting at the computer desk.
She had an intuition that the observer was no longer monitoring her.
In order not to worry "Dad", a drop of nosebleed that had been held for a long time finally slowly dripped from the nostril to the keyboard...
"There's not much time left..."
It is because it is inevitable and can only be accepted that the price is called a price.
Tianyi swallowed, wiped away the nosebleed, and began to update today's code words.
The medicine bottle is put aside, and I will only take one if I can't bear it.
GX-T8 resistance is already very high.
She took a deep breath and moved her fingers rapidly on the keyboard.
"Why can't the evil dragon be with the brave man?"
After a year and six months of hiatus, updates are finally resumed...
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The junction of the western region of Yingli Country and Dahuang, the Mayock border.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
Barolo Tavern.
Outside there is wind and sand, inside there is prosperity.
Outside is wind and sand, inside is prosperity
Taverns use sandstone or earth to pave the floor, with corrugated boards or stone road signs.
Paint the walls with clay or lime paint and hang ornaments such as cow skulls and sheepskin maps.
Dotted with three or two blue fire lights, no neon.
Apart from a bar counter, there were only seven wooden tables and chairs in the tavern, with a few playing cards placed on them.
The Joker card is turned over, and all other cards are face down.
It was like the ministers were bowing down to their emperor.
Ten o'clock in the morning is the busiest time for information exchange in the pub, where we talk about interesting things we heard last night.
"Hey, have you heard? Moss has recently..." McBarton played with the playing cards in his hand. Halfway through, he looked around, lowered his voice and leaned into the ear of his companion Anderson, and continued furtively, " I heard Moss, a clown hunter appeared recently.”
"What?!"
Anderson suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. The wine was stuck in his throat. He stared at McBarton with wide eyes, as if he had been struck by thunder, and his voice was trembling.
"Clown Hunter?"
"What a joke!"
"In Moss?"
Hunting [Joker]'s followers on his territory is a boast.
"Shh!" McBarton quickly put his finger to his mouth to signal him to speak softer.
"Bang!"
Someone pushed the door open and came in, interrupting the banter in the tavern.
There were two groups of people, about ten or so, and judging from their clothes, the larger group was obviously the mercenaries of the [Organization].
They were dressed in standard western cowboy attire.
Rough long-sleeved zebra print shirt, brown tight straight pants, hard felt hat, high leather boots, exquisite and rich belt with large and small silver jewelry.
Another group of people...
Everyone in the tavern couldn't tell whether it was one person or two.
Sometimes I can clearly see that they are two people, but whenever I want to take a closer look at the man in black robe, my eyes will unconsciously look away...
Drunk, probably.
They thought so.