MTL - Therapy Planet No. 13-Chapter 14 corridor
It can be imagined that Angel had given Raj a great shadow before, so that when Lui was about to talk to this young man, the other party kept his mouth tightly closed and did not say a word.
Lu Yi didn't talk much, and the questions were rambling, but they were often straight to the point—for example, what classes do you usually take? Or what do you think of Principal Qi as a person? Do you get along well with your classmates? Can we go out and buy some interstellar popular snacks? What are the usual entertainment activities of Xingwang.com are blocked here... and so on.
So many kinds, and so on.
But Raj didn't answer her a word.
Lu Yi also deliberately exerted some coercion on the poor boy, Raj almost cried out of his pale face, and finally whispered almost pleadingly: "Please don't ask, I know nothing. Said—someone will tell you that."
boring.
Lu Yi guessed that she was probably infected by Angel, which made her start to care about the "interesting" and "uninteresting" things.
Speaking of which, it was obvious that the two talents had been in contact for just one day, but Angel had a cancer-like feeling.
defile.
The word slipped through Lui's mind again.
The buildings on Planet 13 are all connected together. The square cubes or cubes are simply stacked together, like pieces of building blocks that travel through time and space. Be stingy to give a cylindrical shape or a little soft arc.
I have to say, Lui remembered the game that survived as tenaciously as rock-paper-scissors from ancient times - Tetris.
Many places are not even painted, not even in the days of the former Soviet Union on Earth in the independent planet era.
Even if it was brushed, due to the disrepair, large pieces of cheap white paint fell off the wall like dog skin plaster, leaving an indescribable scar. On top - better than reinforced concrete without even being painted.
At least these iron tools can be corroded and weathered into a deep dark red, adding a different color to this broken place.
Lu Yi noticed that he hardly heard the noise that a comprehensive school should have. From time to time, the slogan of "one-two-one" floated to his ears from the outside of the iron wall. It sounded weak, and could vaguely feel it. A hint of... resentment?
It doesn't look like a school at all, it's cold and lifeless, and even its rare vitality is entangled in haze and fear.
Rather like a tomb.
Or the kind of private cubes that poor people can't afford to squeeze into a cemetery.
"Physical Education?"
Lui looked at Raj.
The other party nodded for the first time—it was a response to Lu Yi.
At this moment, Lui instinctively sensed a prying gaze.
She looked around subconsciously - only to see that there was no third person but the empty hallway.
illusion?
Lu Yi frowned. Intuitively, she seldom misses. For some reason, since she performed the last mission, Lu Yi found that her awareness of emotions was more accurate.
If before, she could only perceive vague good intentions or bad intentions, but now she can even say more precise adjectives with precision now and then.
OK - so happy? joy? Or just radiating goodwill.
If it's bad, is it hostile, or is it further murderousness? Or just a neutral curiosity?
Louie felt dazed and at a loss at his own change.
On the one hand, she does instinctively "question" the order, and on the other hand, she seems to be more sensitive to her surroundings because of this excessively fluctuating emotion.
The function of the sixth sense is so easy to use that Lu Yi even had the idea that it would be okay if he died of this disease, or he would just let it go.
"The sound insulation here is very weak. There are a lot of people secretly watching the newcomers. You don't need to care."
Raj noticed Lu Yi's movements, and explained aloud, "I had a feeling of being on my back when I came in. It's good to get used to it."
In a place where the two of them could not see, the three of them gathered together and secretly looked in a mirror and enjoyed themselves.
"Raj is very nice to this newcomer, why did he explain it out loud?"
The shortest little man is only as high as the waist of other people. His short white hair is somewhat fluffy and naturally curly. It looks messy because he has not taken care of it for many years. His voice is soft and waxy, and he is covered with a roll of brown robes. Hold on, the cuffs were rolled up several layers before the wrists wouldn't slip off.
The voice had a light tone, which formed a strange harmony with the dull atmosphere here.
As a child, the timbre seems to be biased towards women.
"Why, are you also interested in this newcomer?"
Standing next to her was a middle-aged man who was obviously several rounds older. He was wearing a loose camouflage uniform and the buttons at the neckline were not tightly buttoned, which clearly violated the "Requirements for Admission" posted on the wall against which the three were leaning. Article 3 of dress code: dress must be neat and generous, no style change is allowed, all buttons must be fastened, and 1 point will be deducted for offenders.
His complexion was white that did not match his age, and it seemed that he had been isolated from the world for a long time, and his skin had a morbid whiteness. Obviously the whole person is wrapped in a group of "casual" clothes, and it has clearly passed the category of ten to twenty year olds defined by the federal government, but it can still be described by the word "beautiful".
It has the beauty of young people and the stability of middle-aged people.
The whole person exudes a gentleness that is more harmless than a little girl.
The one on the far side was not between the two of them.
He stood against the wall, with his hands in his white coat, his slender eyes revealed an indifferent femininity.
"Ten seconds, ten seconds for you, put this broken mirror away." The young man said casually, "You are here to help me sort out the equipment in the infirmary, not to see the newly introduced monkeys."
"When can you change your mouth that poisoned people without paying for your life, Locke!"
The little girl complained dissatisfiedly, "He Xiangbin rarely found a blind spot to avoid the monitor and built a 'telescope' that can refract images and play, so let's take a look!"
"Just coax you little kid."
Locke replied indifferently, "Although you haven't been out, you are someone who has seen microscopes in the infirmary, so why can't you put it down? Tsk, Dawn, do you know that the kid outside sees it? Throw this thing directly in the trash?"
Dawn stepped on Locke angrily, and the messy hair looked like a fried kitten at this time.
"I know I've been in this **** place since I was born! I know I don't understand anything compared to the kids outside! You can't have to remind me about this kind of thing, Locke!"
Locke sneered calmly, "I just told the truth."
Not irritating your thoughts.
"Okay, Locke, don't play with the dawn. How many times have you been trampled on your feet by this kid?"
He Xiangbin withdrew his gaze, turned away the momentum that would make the two of them tense together, and said with a playful smile, "The two newcomers here are not simple."
"I know! Soldiers!" Dawn raised his hands excitedly.
"Well... half of the answer is right." He Xiangbin smiled regretfully, spreading his hands, "I don't have any candy for you."
"This is a bit like... Well, according to my surviving memory, nine times out of ten it has something to do with the military. Could it be that you were born in a military family? Tsk, can't all soldiers in these days be able to control their own children?" He Xiangbin aside Explaining it to Liming, he speculated to himself, "The one in front doesn't show the discipline of the army, but the fierceness when he just did the test is probably not an ordinary person."
"Nonsense." Rocky raised his eyelids, and the exit was sarcasm.
"But I'm a little interested. You said that those who don't have long eyes want to set up Mawei for the newcomers - who will kick this iron plate?" Blinking his eyes, "Would you like to bet?"
"Childish." Locke continued to find a sense of existence here.
"Locke, I'm talking to Xiao Liming." He Zuobin smiled angrily, "You don't have to force it over. If you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb."
It's like the spring breeze in March.
This is He Fangbin's philosophy of life.
"Yes! No one thinks you are dumb!" Dawn agreed with schadenfreude, turned to look at He Zuobin, and looked at him pitifully with big eyes, "One candy! Give me a candy if I win!"
"If I win, you go to the laundry for me once."
"make a deal!"
After hearing a cold snort, Locke let the syllables murmur in his throat irritably for a while, and finally changed the subject bluntly, "You just fool her... Go! I didn't call you out of the queue to let you out."
And here, just after the trio left, Lui was taken by Raj to the testing room where Angel was staying.
Speaking of testing, all that needs to be done is the collection of basic physical fitness, health check, and humiliation at school.
As soon as Lu Yi opened the door, he saw Angel lying paralyzed on a single bed with a lot of blood splattered beside him. He noticed that although Lu Yi couldn't move when he came in, he still managed to squeeze out a hint of familiarity. smile, "Hi~"
Lui: "…"
"Yeah~ it's the previous little brother." Angel had a harmless smile on his face, and he seemed to greet old acquaintances in a relaxed tone, "Is it you next? Do you want your broken left hand? Or Right hand? Or think about your legs? I think I can still meet your conditions if I work hard."
Raj took two steps back in fear, and hurriedly pulled out the test board from the drawer on the side, and solemnly handed it to Lu Yi, "Please!"
All the people in front were maimed by this terrifying woman, and he really doesn't have the courage to be the next warrior!
The author has something to say: Ahahahahahaha, the collection has reached 100! To celebrate it hit my minimum goal! I decided! tomorrow! Give yourself a day off! Pigeon day! ! 【Suddenly happy/Jpg】
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