Chapter 5： Spoiled at you

Ten minutes to shield the monitor time is up, why the end of the interaction is still unfinished, he looked at the 28 points of good feelings, the mood is happy again.

The main line task requires at least 60 points of good sensitivity after the end of the sixth experiment. The passing line seems to be easy to achieve. Now it is the first experiment. Maybe the third experiment, he can brush up to 90 points.

The prospect seems to be bright, but He Rue feels that there is something wrong with it. As a writer, he knows that the taboo of writing is to give the bait to the reader too early.

The game should also be the same, the cheese should be shredded a little bit behind, inducing the players to run all the way.

Waiting for the song to think about it, the door to the b6 room was pushed open. A fully armed, masked and gloved staff stood at the door and waved like a song. If it wasn’t the iconic yellow hair, He Ruo couldn’t recognize it. other side.

He remembers this npc, the staff of the little white tiger in the beginning of the game.

In the game, I stepped forward and stood in the hallway with the staff member. The mouse clicked on the other party and pulled out the dialogue bar.

Huang Wei:

[Today I want to record the data of the experimental body, you put on the mask and gloves, when I open the compartment measurement data, you go to clean the litter box, remember not to make a sound]

[Daily mission:

Clean the litter box (0/20)

He Rue silently looked at Huang Wei's props - a black metal helmet filled with black technology, and he silently looked at the black plastic bag and the cat litter shovel in his hand.

The indescribable sense of the gap pervades the heart.

Huang Wei walked in front. He opened the door of the No. 1 compartment. The tenant in the door was a yellow little milk dog. The little milk dog saw the heavily armed Huang Wei and He Ruge. There was not much fear, black grapes. The eyes are all smart and curious.

He stood up from the small cotton nest and happily rushed to the feet of Huang Wei. The little tail was very happy. Maybe he wanted to spoil the adult. His two small claws caught the squats of Huang Wei. Cried out.

The sound of this game is very good, and it is very realistic. He Ru can even guess the mood of small animals through sound.

There was a sharp cub in the earphones, so that the heart of He Ruge had to be changed. His smile just emerged and the next second solidified.

Huang Wei violently used the toe to lick the soft abdomen of the little milk dog. The tender Wang Hao sound became extremely sharp in an instant, sharp like a squeaking sound of iron with a glass, and a tweet of a frightened bird. .

The sounds of other cubs muttering in the room disappeared, and they seemed to be frightened by the collective.

The little milk dog was slammed on the ground with a kick. He hadn't reacted to what had happened. He was covered with a powerful big hand on his neck, and a cold metal helmet was placed over his head.

He Ruge slightly widened his eyes and looked at Huang Hao’s red button on the helmet. The white light inside the helmet was faintly leaked out, followed by the scream of the little milk dog’s heartbreaking lungs. He seemed to In the face of great pain, the whole body twitched.

The rushing cry contained horror, and he desperately wanted to get rid of it all, but the absolute force suppressed the suppression of his resistance.

The metal helmet seemed to be an execution prop at this moment. As a torturer, Huang Wei did not have a trace of compassion. He looked up at He Ruge and used his eyes to indicate how to clean the litter box.

[Newbie Guide:

Click 粑粑 and put the 粑粑 in the bag with a cat litter shovel]

The game is too realistic, the sound is very infectious, so how to watch the process of measuring the data, in a moment, he even thinks that all this has happened.

The painful mourning sounds like the background music continues to sound, and the hand that moves the mouse is a bit heavy.

[Daily mission:

Clean the litter box (1/20)

At the same time, Huang Wei also ended the measurement. He took the helmet down and the little milk dog squatted and groaned on the ground.

When the door of the compartment was closed again, the little milk dog did not lift it too far.

In a dead silence, the iron door of the No. 2 compartment was slowly pushed open, and the cotton nest was buckled to the ground. There was no cub in the compartment.

Huang Wei stopped in front of the cotton nest. He turned around the cotton nest with interest. He finally squatted on the ground, put his face close to the edge of the cotton nest, and then slowly picked up the inverted cotton nest.

And the small fox huddled in silence.

"Hey-!"

......

When the measured cubs are over half, there is a very strange phenomenon. The cubs that have been measured have not made much noise, locked in the compartment like a corpse, and the cubs who are afraid of the unknown cried sobly. The room that was originally dead was crying one after another.

The feeling of experience is just as exciting as playing a horror game. The fingertips constantly smash the frame. Why does the song adjust the volume to the lowest level, and focus on the shovel without squinting, as if the self-deception of the tortoise, just shrink the head into the shell, everything around it Never happened.

However, when the screen jumped to the 20th compartment, the hand of the Capricorn frame stopped, and He Rue took a deep breath and looked at the screen suddenly sharp.

Anything is coming to me, don't touch my little white tiger!

He Ruge’s spirit is highly concentrated and he is firmly staring at the iron gate.

Huang Wei stood in front and opened the iron gate. When the iron gate was not fully opened, it was like an avalanche. A small snowball screamed out and slammed into the belly of Huang Wei.

Huang Wei bowed up painfully.

The amazing jumping power is not like the suckling cub. He seems to be good at climbing when he is born. The little claws crawled from the abdomen to the chest with hooks and clothes, and the fierce eyes of the jaundice are fierce!

Familiar cold flash!

The blood spewed out and sprinkled on the mask of Huang Qi. Huang Hao covered his eyes in pain and reached out to throw the little white tiger out of his body. I didn't expect Xiao Baihu to jump flexibly into the arms of He Ruge before this.

When I leapt, everything that I saw was turned into slow motion, the little white paws of the white tiger powder, and the white soft belly were exposed in the air, the tail shook slightly, and he firmly pointed to the song. Rush -

Just like the coveted little cute descends from the sky.

He Ruge: "...?!"

This, this little white tiger sent me a hug? !

The little white tiger in the arms of the little white tiger clung to the arm of He Ru Ge. He twisted his small head and looked at the yellow scorpion. The hair was blown up. The blue scorpion was full of suffocating suffocating suffocation. It’s hard to imagine such a milk corps with the arrogance of the king of beasts.

Huang Wei was half-squatting on the ground, mourning, taking out the spray from his arms, shaking and squirting to the right eye. After a while, the blood gradually stopped, but the white eyes were stained with blood red, which looked extraordinarily.

Even if the mask covers his face, only the eyes of the scorpion are exposed, and the grievances in the eyes can't wait to climb out. Huang Wei looked at He Ruge and gnashed his teeth: "Give him to me, I want to kill him!!!"

Xiaobaihu died in the arms of He Ruzhi, only revealing a small head. His king looked down at Huang Qi in a contemptuous manner, and snorted coldly. After he finished, he turned his head and looked at He Ruge.

The little white tiger, which has always been a stinky face, has a rare expression at this moment. The small claws are stretched out and softly placed on the shoulders of He Ruge. The blue dragons are a little confused, but soon, Xiaobaihu is brave and close to He Ruge. Not too skillful, don't twist the mask of He Ru Ge.

He Ruge: "!!!"

This damn, cute nowhere, ah! ! !

The sugar in his mouth has not finished eating, and the person in front of him has left. I don’t know why, but my heart is a little lost. When Xiaobaihu reflects the emotions in his heart, he quickly hoes his head and puts this weak and meaningless emotion. I went to the clouds.

When he was a young child, he was determined to give up these emotions.

For the pups of Xinghai Orphanage, the only value they have to live is to experiment. Crying will only come to war, and the so-called different lives are no more than this.

Xi Guizhen doesn't want to stay in this game for too long. There is no such thing as song time. Too realistic game will wake up too many unpleasant memories.

He had wanted to go offline, and the sweetness on the tip of his tongue made Hegui hesitate.

This sugar... has not finished eating.

While waiting for the time when a sugar was finished, Xi Guizhen suddenly heard the familiar screams, full of fear and helpless mourning. The body that was originally swaying in the cotton nest was stiff, and the squad suddenly stood up. .

The teeth bite the candy, and the sacred face swallows with no expression. The more mourning is heard from the ear, the colder the blue scorpion, the colder it seems to be cold.

Just listening to the sound, he can outline the clearest picture, the fully armed staff with the spirit of the sea stimulator, the "torture" on the head of the cub.

It is said that the best interstellar people, the spiritual sea has only been developed by 20%, so the people of the Federal Institute have developed a spiritual sea stimulator.

An instrument that stimulates the development of the mind and the sea.

The greater the intensity of the stimulus, the greater the pain. If the intensity of the stimulus is too small, it will not change.

The golden age of a person's spiritual development is his early childhood. Most people are reluctant to let their cubs suffer too much pain. There are very few parents who volunteer to participate in the testing of new instruments.

The end result is that all the cubs die.

For the mysterious spirit of the sea, everyone is exploring, no one knows how much stimulation, is the most suitable for the strength of the young.

These data must be obtained after long and repeated experiments.

Almost no one wants to let his cubs die, the sensational sensation of the sea, and finally nothing.

However, when the benefits are strong enough, all laws and conscience can be trampled. After the end of the Star Wars, as the main battlefield of the seventeen-star orphans, the experiment that should have stopped... started again.

The ice plan is actually to verify a conjecture:

Despair is more stimulating than the hope.

How long can you live in a hopeless environment? Xi Guizhen did not know, perhaps a long time ago, he died in the ice plan, and at this moment is a soul that has been distorted.

The ear side is full of crying. In fact, as long as you close your eyes, there is no difference between the Xinghai Orphanage and the battlefield.

The same sorrow and glory.

There are wild bones everywhere, surrounded by undead, **** is empty, and the devil is in the world.

When the iron gate was opened, Xigui rushed out, just like his numerous assaults, and rushed to the enemy, his palm touched the thick blood, and the ban was chosen before the enemy violently. Your own foothold and wartime shelters -

He Rue, who is obviously outside the situation.

This is the exclusive lover that the game gives him, and he has no choice but to trust.

The young man wears a mask and reveals only the transparent black scorpion, like a washed night sky, which is exceptionally clean and clean enough to be incompatible with this dirty thing.

When he rushed to the other side, the man opened his arms subconsciously and exposed his eyes to him without hesitation.

Why are you so stupid?

Didn't you see that he had just caught the eyes of his colleagues? This person is not afraid of the same injury?

The open arms gently hugged him, and the tip of his nose smelled the light fragrance. He liked the soft fragrance, not the stinky blood, not the cold iron, not the smell that slowly decayed in the narrow corner.

This is the fragrance that makes him feel at ease, almost enchanted. In this scent, the tight nerves gradually relax, and the stinging brain feels long-lost soothing.

Xi Guiyi closed his eyes, and the four claws hooked the other's clothes, so that they were so tight, as if they were afraid that the next second would be abandoned.

You... is my exclusive lover.

What is a lover?

Xiaobaihu hesitantly placed his paw on the shoulder of the man, stained the blood of the meat pad, and dropped the **** plum blossom on the overalls.

Will you always be nice to me?

Xi Guiqi looked up and the blue eyes appeared confused, which made him a bit like a lost lamb. He was so cautious, sighing with anger, using his only trust in the world, and gently licking the cold mask.

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