MTL - Psychological Control-Chapter 90

"How long has it been?" I started to sleep since I got on the bus, and after a long turn I finally struggled to open my eyes. I looked up staggeringly and asked Dillon.

In the ten-hour minibus ride, we have the most bumpy but also the most spacious rear seat. So there is plenty of room for me to stretch out my legs and lie down, resting my head on Dillon's thigh. And because I suspected that his muscles were too hard, I put a piece of clothing on his leg.

Dillon lowered his head and glanced at me, raised his hand that was casually placed near my waist and looked at the watch, and said, "It has been more than five hours since the departure. Can't sleep?" He stretched out as he said. I flicked my hair on my forehead.

"Slap" and patted his hand away, harvesting a chuckle that shook his chest. I was dizzy, sat up and looked forward, because the crew took the entire minibus, so in addition to our follow-up photographers, the father and son David and Kot, and Sa Tom and Dean.

At this time, because it was also late at night, the four men chose a row of seats in front of each other, leaning back against the window, sleeping with their heads crooked. I looked at David and Kurt and his son. I finally got in touch with the father and son for the first time after finally getting in the same group of cars and leaving together.

Before the car set off, I talked to them on the pretext of asking if they needed motion sickness medicine. The first feeling is that two wise men. Although they are not physically ahead of all the competitors, they are always at ease when dealing with things.

Unhurriedly, before everyone unknowingly, these two people went from the middle and lower stages of all participating teams to the leader position. Seeing that they are obviously not the kind of villain who talks about everything, I don't mind being good with them.

Father David accepted our offer and took the motion sickness medicine I gave them. And my purpose was to dilute the hostility of other contestants towards us, so the first conversation turned out well.

Sam and Dean refused the motion sickness medicines I provided them, and they were full of energy at least along the way I saw them before going to bed. Now that I have run out of energy and fell asleep, it is reasonable.

"Do you want something to eat?" Dillon suggested to me, then pulled the backpack that was on the other side, and took out a large bag of food prepared before getting on the bus. Then he pulled out a cooked poached egg.

"..." I looked down at the egg in his hand expressionlessly, then looked up at Dillon's eyes. Asking with his eyes, ‘Are you serious? ’

First hesitated, then Dillon's face couldn't help but pull an unstoppable smile. He finally reacted, and I was still immersed in the power of the recent hairy duck eggs. So he shrugged, put the egg back, and took out a carton of milk. "Drink milk first, then get bread."

I took the milk and tore it through the straw. I went in, and then I took the pineapple bag that Dillon had handed over. While chewing my cheeks bulging, I watched Dillon peel off the eggs, reveal the white slippery protein inside, and took a bite.

After a little supper, I signaled Dillon to lie down and sleep, anyway, I could not sleep for five hours anyway. And I know that Dillon must have been sitting upright, keeping me asleep for so long.

Just as Dillon turned over and was about to lie down, the bus of the minibus suddenly braked abruptly, making a harsh "Zila" braking sound. Dillon opened his eyes subconsciously, and quickly got up and pulled the curtain on the window of the car to look out.

There is nothing abnormal on both sides of the car, that is what the driver saw. Because of the inertia of the sudden braking, the people who had fallen asleep before also woke up. The driver said sorry in English, and waved his hand to the outside in the cockpit, as if driving something.

Because Sam and Dean were sitting in the front, they went to the front of the car and looked out. Then Dean called out in surprise: "An injured female cat! It seems pregnant ..."

Sam also quickly said to the driver: "Please open the door, we need to go and confirm its condition." Then after the door was opened, he and Dean rushed out without hesitation.

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There is a very famous ceremony in cagsawa to celebrate next year's harvest. After getting the detour clue card from Snakeman, we must choose one of two traditional rituals, catching a pig or jig.

However, our first group of people arrived, and the first destination at this time was not to go to any mission location of the bypass mission. We chose to inquire about the address of the nearest veterinary hospital for the locals, and took the female cat I encountered on the road to the hospital.

The female cat who rushed to our car, as Sam said before, was not only pregnant but was about to give birth. After he was picked up in the car, he gave birth to four kittens in the following hours.

Maybe it's because the temperature in the car is right that it finally relaxes. So after giving birth to the kitten and licking its four children, the female cat finally fell asleep. The reason we are looking for a veterinary hospital is actually not because of its production, because it has experienced the birth of children.

The real reason was that half of the cat's face was bloody, one ear was missing and one eye was blind. It was obviously abused and three of its limbs were broken. And even if she was pregnant, the female cat was astonishingly thin. This made the whole car, including the crew of the crew, indignant.

I stood far away, and even when Dillon got together and tried to bandage the female cat with the bandage in our medical kit, I didn't follow. Maybe this scene will be recorded by the camera, and finally scolded and cold-blooded on the Internet. Maybe it will be seen by other contestants, and since then I am like a viper. What's more, let Dillon have a rude feeling for me.

But I still didn't make it up, I just stood far away and looked away.

Like Dexter, so is Brian. The two brothers are actually very unpopular with small animals. Maybe it's the feeling that emanates from it, so that the animal will have a subconscious alertness. Therefore, in general, as long as we try to get close to small animals, we will always get hostile demonstration threats.

So I stand very far away with self-knowledge, sometimes I ca n’t understand, is it because the instincts of small animals are always particularly sensitive? Dillon's hands were stained with real human blood, but we can all see his true tenderness. And Dexter and I, even if we don't count Dexter, I'm consciously very good.

But those cats, dogs, and dogs that I tried to contact before can still easily see Brian's frozen soul without a trace of emotion under my smiling mask. So they can't avoid it.

Sitting on a bench outside Veterinary Hospital, I supported my cheeks and elbows on my thighs, beside me and Dillon and others' luggage. I used an excuse to help them check their luggage so I don't have to go in.

Because the veterinary hospital is full of pets and dogs that are extremely sensitive during the period of injury or illness. I really don't want to go into a veterinary hospital as I used to work for food delivery, and almost caused a small animal riot. Then accept the astonishing and vigilant eyes of pet parents and veterinarians.

"Hi, Brian. Don't you go over and see? I heard that the female cat woke up, and the doctor said that it didn't matter!" Ander, our photographer, walked out of the veterinary hospital with the closed camera , Seems to want to smoke a cigarette, saw me sitting outside, asked in surprise.

I subconsciously raised a somewhat stiff smile and shook my head and said, "No need, I'm allergic to cats ..." This was just an excuse, but I couldn't think of any other excuse for a while.

"Uh ?! Really ..." Ender seemed startled, then his eyes turned to my feet, and his expression was complicated: "... I hope you don't get allergic to dog hair ... otherwise I might just It's another responsibility to obstruct the game ... "

"What?" I followed his gaze in confusion and shifted under the chair beside my feet.

Oh my god! A little puppie that seemed to be just a month old and just learned to walk, was now staggering under my chair, opened his mouth and bit the shoelaces on my boots at once. It seems that it came out of the door of the animal hospital following Ander, but it was too small and inconspicuous. It passed through the corner of the door under my chair and approached me, but I didn't notice it at all.

But what really surprised me was not the so-called allergy in the excuse. It's ... it doesn't seem to be afraid of me ...

At this moment this little guy who seemed to be of German shepherd descent, biting my shoelace and shaking his head, fiercely fighting. The crooked finally did not stand up, and sat down. The dog's head rested on my shoe.

"... What's going on? ..." I was almost unable to implement my facial expression management. I looked up and saw that Ander had dedicatedly turned on the camera again, and the lens pulled closer to the little guy at my feet. It seems that this time the show team intends to record the fact that we met the female cat and went to the veterinary hospital.

"That's the cub under the **** raised by the director of the veterinary hospital. He just ran out following me just for fun ... It looks like he likes you very much." Ender's innocent voice came from behind the camera.

"Is this impossible ?!" I almost retorted, I said. Because it's unlikely that small animals will naturally like to approach me, what is going on?

"Wangwangwang !!! Wangwang!" As soon as my words fell, a big dog, Demu, rushed out from the gate of the beast hospital, half-tucked like an enemy, barking at my dog. Right, this is the normal reaction of ordinary cats and dogs to me. If you go against Dexter, it will be even more exaggerated. Instead of barking, you will turn around and run.

This Dademu seems to be eagerly calling for the dog at my feet to go back, but the nerve of this puppy is very big, he looks at his mother with a tilted head, and then hangs all over On my upper. 2k novel reading network