MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 215

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Big cities are always brightly lit at night.

In reality, somewhere in an urban area, near a business district full of high-rise buildings, a small road is hidden among a group of old and broken buildings.

This road is a gourmet street known to the old residents nearby. It opens at 4pm and closes in the early morning. There are various shops on the left and right sides of grilled fish, chicken pot, crayfish and so on.

At this time, it was less than seven o’clock in the evening, and the night of early autumn had completely fallen. The owner of the street barbecue shop wrapped in an apron only wore a long-sleeved undershirt. Standing by the charcoal grill, he fanned the fire. Next to him is the takeaway boy waiting to get the order.

At the end of the street stood a young man with dark hair. He casually put on a light blue denim jacket without any decoration, which looked like stars embedded in the night.

Xiao Li looked up at the street sign, then turned out the address in the phone, and found that he had not gone wrong.

That was the time when he was in the town of Stellan. On the day he visited the other party at night, Wang Huai and him exchanged his mobile phone numbers in reality. The day after returning to reality, Wang Huai contacted him as scheduled. Time and address.

It's just that Xiao Li didn't expect that in the end Wang Huai would make appointments like this.

He walked in along the street signs, and the pedestrians on the street were crowded, mostly customers living nearby. In the end, Xiao Li found the person he was looking for in front of a lobster stall.

What Wang Huai wears is also very simple. He did not wear the suit in the previous copy to such a place. Instead, he wore a black sweater as he went to the countryside, holding a menu in his hand, and writing and drawing on the menu with a pencil. Seriously, it looks like a graduate student in the copy.

He didn't even choose to sit in the private room inside the store, but casually sat on the open-air table. There were several trash cans on the ground nearby, and paper towels and leftover food were randomly thrown on the ground.

Xiao Li walked over and sat opposite Wang Huai.

Wang Huai raised his head and smiled politely: "Here?"

Xiao Li and him are not familiar, but this is the first time I have seen each other in reality, and there is no sense of strangeness to each other. Wang Huai put the menu in front of Xiao Li: "Order whatever, I'll treat you."

Three catties of crayfish have been marked on the menu, plus some accessories and two bottles of beer.

Xiao Li was also welcome, he added something casually, plus a bottle of Fat House Happy Water after being chilled.

Wang Huai: "Don't drink?"

Xiao Li: "Don't drink."

With a regretful look, he invited the proprietress and gave her the menu.

"Okay, come right away." The lady boss wrote their table number and hurried into the back kitchen.

After she left, Wang Huai did not conceal his look at the other person's eyes and asked curiously: "Sherlock, you are younger than I thought. You are in school?"

Xiao Li was reluctant to discuss this issue. He always felt that he was subtly discriminated against because of his age. He went straight into it: "You said earlier that you want to discuss things in reality with me."

Wang Huai laughed. He said, "You have always been so direct?"

Xiao Li looked at him quietly.

Wang Huai sighed: "Sure enough, he is a little friend——"

With a "pop", Xiao Li punctured the wrapped disposable tableware with chopsticks.

Wang Huai swallowed the last word "you", and said nonchalantly: "Are you sure you don't want to wait until you finish eating that topic? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it after listening."

At this time, the proprietress brought a pot of freshly baked crayfish, steaming, and suddenly letting the coolness of the autumn disappear.

Xiao Li: "Just tell me."

Wang Huai first picked up the fans in the chopsticks pot, took a bite, then put on his gloves and peeled off a lobster before slowly saying, "You know what's happening in reality recently?"

Xiao Li: "Spiritual incident?"

He was also eating, but it was much slower than the man opposite. Wang Huai peeled the shrimp for himself, while Xiao Li didn't do anything. He lazily broke the shrimp head with chopsticks, and then swallowed the tail whole. Spit out shrimp shells.

Wang Huai: "Yes, more and more, until it reaches the top, at that time, reality will become another huge copy world."

His last four words were very light and slipped out between his teeth, but Xiao Li still heard them.

Wang Huai coughed, and took the opportunity to stuff two more shrimps into his mouth: "The fraud values ​​you, and you have a relationship with the goddess of writing. You should know the existence of God. In short, it is now someone who is interested in it. The reality where we are."

"Where should I start? Let me think about it. In fact, the copies we spent in the beginning were all in a small space, such as a hospital or a school, with limited space."

"With the increase of copies, the global integration has gradually become a town, a ravine, a village, such a medium-sized existence."

"Later, a civilization, a country, a continent, a city."

"I don't know the specific secret, but what is certain is that the gods maintain their strength in this way. Like the **** of death, he is a famous love experiment among gods. He has many copies of the world."

"Reality is a special existence. It is a world. There are certain rules that restrict the gods from entering reality. But it is clear that this kind of rules, or power, is gradually weakening, and when this power has completely disappeared. On that day, the gods who covet reality will come, and He will transform the latitude of reality and reshape nothingness."

Wang Huai's tone was low, and his appetite gradually disappeared with the depth of these words. He put down his chopsticks, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes looked at the crayfish pot in front of him with complicated eyes.

These things he said were not absolute secrets. There were long rumors among high-ranking reincarnations. After all, no one is a fool. The supernatural events are here, and there are different opinions.

It's just that he waited for a while and didn't wait for the other party's response.

Xiao Li was poking a lobster on the tail with his chopsticks, very seriously. He would not hear Wang Huai continue to say this. He raised his head: "I guessed what you said. These are not important. Is there a way to deal with it?"

Wang Huai: "We are tracking those large-scale supernatural events. There is no news at this time."

What Wang Huai said was the truth, but it was also covered up. The core answer was never revealed to Sherlock in front of him.

"I see." Xiao Li nodded. He used his chopsticks to hold the piece of shrimp that he had finally peeled out. The smashed shrimp was soaked in the boiled water. Then he turned sideways and moved towards the foot of the table. Clip it.

Wang Huai went inside without knowing it, and then stood up halfway. Then he saw a kitten hiding in the foot of the table. It looked young. The original coat color was white, but because of the long flow, it was stained with a lot of dirt and shrank. It was a very small one, and it was hidden by the legs of the table, so he never saw it.

Xiao Li handed the shrimp meat to the little white cat's mouth and shook his chopsticks.

The little white cat was a little frightened at first, grinned "ha" and assumed an offensive posture. It had been covering his right foot, and that foot was bent unnaturally.

Xiao Li threw the shrimp meat at its feet, it fiddled with it twice with its paws, and then started to eat.

I don’t know where a small black cat sprang out. It doesn’t look too big by itself, but it looks much mellow compared with this small white cat. Especially yesterday, Xiao Li even added canned meat to it. Now The fat belly is hanging down, almost mopping the floor.

The black cat raised his head and gave Xiao Li a "baa".

Xiao Li picked it up with one hand, placed it on a stool beside him, and fed it to the little white cat in the same way as a shrimp meat. The white cat had two prawns off his belly, and he was obviously close to Xiao Li. He rubbed his head against the leg of the boy.

The little black cat with a frustrated mouth: "Meow?"

Xiao Li knocked the little black cat on the head and stared at the white cat at his feet in distress, and finally lifted the white cat by the back of his neck.

Not long after the white cat was weaned, she still had the consciousness of being held on the back of her neck by her mother.

Wang Huai recognized the black cat as Xiao Li's pet mentioned in the forum, and watched him face the white cat in this pose: "You don't want to adopt this cat, do you?"

Before Xiao Li answered, the little black cat suddenly wailed loudly.

No translation is needed, and even Wang Huai can see its objections.

Xiao Li hated iron and rubbed its increasingly round belly twice, soaked with cat hair on his hands, put the little white cat aside, and said to Wang Huai, "I will take it to the pet hospital for foster care, what else can you do? ?"

The man on the opposite side looked at the cat. He put down his chopsticks and suddenly said, "Sherlock, since you are so direct, then I should be direct too. For people like you, I will not bend."

"At present, there are three kinds of people among Samsaras. One is eager to become a copy of the gods, one chooses to wait and see, and the last decides to prevent things from happening. What kind of person do you want to be?"

"The head of the Ye family is one of my allies. He keeps telling me about you. I read those posts before using the Nether ticket to enter the copy to take a look at you."

More importantly, fraud is the enemy of the death camp, and the death is a supporter of that god, and Sherlock has destroyed many death laboratories.

"You are contradictory and direct, but I believe what I see with my eyes more."

Wang Huai said in a deep voice, his voice mixed into the noise of the surroundings, but it passed into Xiao Li's ears so clearly.

"Although sometimes I like destruction, but here, I prefer to save." Xiao Li said, he got up from his seat and carried the white cat.

The smell of earthly fireworks lingers around, and the proprietress is yelling loudly; the diners at the next table told a joke and laughed happily; the little boy across the street was beaten by his parents for being naughty, and was wiping his tears.

The world is a mixture of joy and pain.

Wang Huai: "Happy cooperation."

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In fact, I prefer to act alone than cooperation, so I try not to cooperate."

Wang Huai: "..."

Sherlock is very annoying.

The annoyance is that when you sink into the atmosphere, he can immediately destroy the atmosphere.

He turned around to settle the bill with the proprietress, but Xiao Li was going to leave directly, but Wang Huai had paid the money. When he turned around, Xiao Li was still changing the posture of holding the cat.

Wang Huai saw that he was holding the back of the white cat’s neck with his right hand and his left hand supporting its ass. In addition, he had to be careful not to touch the kitten’s injured leg, otherwise the white cat would scream loudly. .

He stopped Xiao Li: "I drove here, so I will take you to the pet hospital?"

At this moment, Xiao Li's mobile phone on the table vibrated.

A brief message from Shen Mizhi: [This is the movie you said before that you want to watch? Screenshot.JPG】

[It’s coming soon. 】

[Have you watched the trailer? May I see you together? 】

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