MTL - Qizi-Chapter 12 Moonlight

A small figure appeared in the central community of Tianyuan. If anyone saw this scene, it would be suspicious because it is an adult-limited area, and only judging from the figure, the person looks like an undeveloped person. In the embryonic state, not to mention the position he is in now, is the core building that only allows the top administrator of Tianyuan.com to enter and exit - the virtual yuan.

He walked all the way to the entrance of the control center, claiming that the most guarded building in the network did not give him any blocking.

Standing in front of the last iris scanner, the smoky gray eyeball once again confirmed his identity, and the scanning line swept across the vitreous body at a constant speed, making a squeaky sound.

"Unidentified identity, please leave within 30 seconds, otherwise an alert will be triggered," an artificial intelligence voice prompt.

"Trouble," the man complained low, using the password to call up the control panel and manually entering a string of passwords.

"Identification, channel is on, is it a new iris?"

"confirm."

"Please choose to overwrite or save."

"Overlay," he said in an understatement. "Before the body is dead, what is the use of it?"

The mysterious state of the art came unimpeded to the top of the virtual yuan. There was no light in the room, it was cold and clear, and it seems that it has not been visited for a long time.

He walked through the obstacles on the ground in the dark, and lay down on a comfortable recliner.

"Moon Shadow," he snorted while lying down.

The square lights on the walls gradually lit up one after another, until the entire wall lit up, and the walls were cut into squares by these side-by-side lights.

"You are back," the waveform of the sound on the wall.

"I am back," the man on the recliner didn't have a look, smiled and replied.

"This time you can sleep for a long time."

"Think of me?" His tone was frivolous.

"Think," Moonshake replied simply, while at the same time spreading a few fibrous rays from the wall, gently covering his forehead like a tentacle. "You have too many names, I don't know." Call you something."

"Star House," his voice is sweet, and these two words are especially good to hear. "I like this name very much."

"Well, Star House," the monthly image is very difficult to accept the name. "Your previous life is too short, I hope this world can last longer."

“I think so too,” Star Tower agreed with him. “It’s too late to sleep when I sleep so much.”

The ray of light penetrates into the brain through the temple. "You put all your memories back up on the network in the form of data, as long as you wake up at the moment of access. But in order to prevent receiving information once. It causes more brain overload. The memory you acquired before is only the core part. Now, I will implant the remaining fragments into you, and there may be a little pain."

Star Lou Nunu mouth, said that does not care, "You did not sneak me to sneak my memory when I fell asleep?"

"Oh," the moon shadow smiled low. "Who knows?"

A wave of light rushed into his brain along the line, and the expression of the star building was a little tight, but it quickly resisted.

"Okay," the fiber bundle retired from his brain. "You can continue your career."

"It is our great cause," Star Tower corrected.

The recliner rises automatically and the star building is now half-lying and sitting.

"How do you plan to solve the adult problem of this world, or do you just take the individual to spend the awakening period?"

"Take it," said the Star House. "There is nothing but a tool for development."

"You are the most ruthless person I have ever seen," Moon Shadow whispered. "But this is the perfect work of our dreams."

Star House did not object to the two words of the work. He held out his index finger and the tentacles automatically circumvented. The lingering movements were full of flaws.

He sent his index finger to his lips and fascinated him. "If I said, is this the person I want to get in this world?"

"That's probably you have to work harder," Moon Shadow whispered. "I am also looking forward to seeing you with the real body."

The signal light on the wall flashed two flashes. "There is an old friend who wants to see you."

The tentacles pulled away from his fingers and returned to the wall, as if they had never appeared before.

The Star Tower issued an access permit, and a person with a good sense of appearance and stalwart appeared in the room.

"long time no see……"

"Long time no see, too Yin adults," Star House rushed and said, "My current name is Star House."

“Star House,” Tai Yin repeated, “It’s better than the last one.”

"Thank you for complimenting," Xinglou smiled. "In the period when I was not there, everything worked hard for you."

"You saved my life and provided conditions for my research to proceed. I have always been vengeful."

"Then I must fight for not to offend you," Star Tower smiled and bent his eyes. "Hey, is he alright?"

"same as usual."

The star tower shrugged, it seems that this is not good news.

"Where were you assigned to this time?"

"Holding out."

"Hecked out?"

"Why, you know? Oh, I remember, your proud disciple is now a school doctor in the hollow. I saw her not long ago. She is still a queen."

"I am not referring to her. During your sleep, we have developed a new member and are currently studying in the air."

“So smart?” The star building turned to one side. “The moon shadow didn’t mention it to me.”

"I haven't had time to say," the waveform of the sound on the wall shook.

"He is a serious addiction patient. Now he must be online. Would you like to pick him up?"

"Well, let me come to see my senior student... or school sister?"

There is no need to explain too much, and the image of the crane is already in front of you.

"It turned out to be a senior, fortunately," Star Tower said cheerfully to the other party.

"Call me a pillow crane, you are the legendary generation of Tianyuan.

"Not only a generation," Tai Yin said. "The second and third generations are all of him. The fourth generation does not know what to do with it. It is impossible to completely replace the reality with the Internet."

"Don't say that," said the Star House. "Is this world not a low-key person to be an ordinary person?"

"You are not the kind of person who is willing to be ordinary, this is written on your face."

"I can think of using the network to store memories of past lives. It is really not a mortal," said the pillow.

"Don't dare to do it. I am now the first-year student star building of the Skeleton Academy. I will also ask the Pillow Crane Master to take care of it in the future."

Star House paused again. "Some people get together for a common purpose. Some people get together because of common interests, but our group is different. Everyone has their own goals. Everything is needed. What is the reason for the student of the kennel crane to join us?"

"As you can see, I am a 22-year-old."

Star Tower raised an eyebrow. "The 22nd year of the original state still stays in the hollow without going to school? It is quite rare."

“Not only that, I am still an opponent of an adult ritual, I want to find a way to be adult without adult rituals.”

"It sounds like a delusion... if it can't be found?"

"Then keep the status quo."

"Even if it is a new state, it will die one day. Do you know the consequences of death before the adult ceremony?"

"Know, but I won't give in."

Star House took a clap. "Everyone in our group is thinking about it. If one day, these delusions can be realized, even if only one is realized, Tiansu will usher in a new pattern of earth-shaking," he fixed his eyes on the pillow. On the crane, "Welcome to join the group of thinkers."

"Thank you."

“Speaking of delusions,” the star building turned too irritating. “I don’t know how your imaginary progress in dissolving the original blood relationship is progressing?”

"The progress is zero."

Star Tower was a little surprised. "I have been sleeping for nearly 20 years. You haven't done anything for 20 years?"

"No, just for me, there are only two trial results, success and failure. Without success, it means no progress."

"Well," Star House accepted his statement. "I wish the adults a zero breakthrough as soon as possible. I hope that he will not scratch me again when I see you next time."

"Then I guess, my research progress here is also zero," this time talking about the moon shadow, he beating on the wall, all sides are his unwilling shadow.

"I have found a way to wake up the moon shadow."

"Oh?" Moon Shadow and Star Tower said in unison.

"His body is frozen with a very advanced medical method. The only way to get warm is to inject fresh blood."

"What is the difficulty?" Star Tower did not hesitate to take a bite. "I can give him a blood transfusion."

"The difficulty is that you must find the right blood type. Not everyone's blood will be accepted by him. Once the wrong blood sample is injected, the worst case is blood vessel internal combustion and organ failure. Medical technology is more advanced, and it is unable to return to the sky, and the blood type that meets the standard is presumed to be all-day and only one."

"It’s a fragile race," Star Tower sighed. "The only blood type in the whole day, it’s just like finding a needle in a haystack."

"We have made a little trick," said the occipital crane. "In the name of the CDC, blood-splitting orders were issued to all the people. There have been a large number of samples sent to the eagle, as long as this People are not sleeping now, I believe that in time, they will be able to find the right blood type."

"I saw the blood station of the CDC in the short-selling," the star building stood up from the lounge chair. "I am still wondering when the people in the sky will be infected. It turned out to be your ghost."

He walked to the wall, reached out his palm, and put it on the cold wall. "But I must admit that I did a good job."

The beam of light flows around the contours of his palm, ringing again and again, and humming the current, as if echoing his touch.

Star Tower gently said, "It seems that it will not take long before we will meet."

***

"Don't fight, don't fight," the nth defeated classmate rushed straight and waved. "You can't beat you."

Ling Xiao retired to the side of the field, is not a melee class practice, let alone he did not completely make the strength out.

Looking at the screen and the hustle and bustle of the other side, it is obvious that it has the upper hand, and there is always a lot of room for play in the screen.岚晟 Looks like an offense, but in reality the rhythm has always been controlled by the other side, making the match between the two men look more like a guide.

Ling Xiao was bored and looked at the two games, and also came to rest.

"Why don't you go to practice?" asked Pingzong.

"You accompany me to practice?" Ling Xiao asked.

Ping Zong squinted at his eyes and laughed and said nothing.

"Do not bully our home screen, I have to practice with you to practice," he said for the screen.

"You are rare to accompany me, I am not rare to accompany you," Ling Xiao deliberately said in a scornful tone.

"Roll," smirked and hammered him. "I heard that you had a fight with the seniors yesterday?"

"Ah, Pingzong has a big mouth," Ling Xiao admitted indirectly.

"For what?"

Ling Xiao remembered the later things and was annoyed. "I don't want to say."

"How are they level?"

"However."

"Is it better?" The chin is better than the chin. "Would you like to go to him, he is always enough to be your opponent?"

He refers to the hurricane that a person trains on the sidelines. His opponent at this moment is a close-training robot, which can automatically adjust its combat capability according to the strength of the opponent. I saw a hurricane with a hand blade cut in the neck of the robot. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid it has already fallen, but the robot is unaffected, and a boxing to the abdomen of the hurricane.

Just when Ling Xiao thought that the hurricane would alive and kick this fist, the other party suddenly turned back and kicked back, not only avoiding the robot's offensive, but also giving the other party a heavy blow. A kick hit, the hurricane quickly flew up to pick up the three feet, hard to kick a robot made of metal to fly out, on the spot.

The love-loving Ling Xiao saw this scene only feeling full of blood, his hands and feet itching, the hurricane solved the robot, and when he turned around, he saw the uninvited guest who came to challenge.

"Hey," Ling Xiao rushed him to his chin. "Let's practice?"

Excitement filled his eyes, want to cover up can not cover, the hurricane and the robot is also boring, Ling Xiao took the initiative to send the door, there is no reason to not pick up.

He thought for a moment, "Are you full? I don't want to bully a hungry."

"Who is bullying who is not necessarily," Ling Xiao said confidently. "By the way, I like bananas more than strawberries."