What are you doing without sleeping at midnight, but at least you're still in the lockdown and you shouldn't have to worry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I exhaled and suppressed the small fear that had left in my body from the residual paralysis.

I walked along the side of the house, on a three-foot-wide path that had been darkened away from the light.

Skip the low hedge trimmed to waist-tight, and as soon as I get out, the glimmer of the glow-in-the-dark bee lampholder in the backyard immediately gives me some reassuring lighting.

However, the troubles that have to be faced also appear in front of us.

"I came out to smoke a cigarette and enjoy the cold wind, I never imagined that I would be glared at by the fierce eyes of the beast. Enjoy it as an accompaniment to the snack, just to make up for the lack of spicy stimulation. Also, I'm curious, it turns out that the beasts also have a casual elegance to go out for a walk?"

Uncle Buzz held a cigarette burning red with a spark between his left index finger and thumb.

He said that he was surprised by my appearance, but he leaned against the trunk of the tree in the courtyard, and he was calm.

Uncle Buzz was expecting a pleasant reply from me, and took advantage of the short waiting interval to make the cigarette between his fingers a little shorter.

Within seconds of being provoked, several words popped into my head to refute them, but I chose to remain silent.

Uncle Buzz seemed to read what I was looking at him. At the moment of understanding, the last cigarette burned out, and he shook his head regretfully.

He didn't look at me, sighed out the white smoke in his mouth and walked into the room.

- Since you are not interested in me, well, let me send a mercy and reward some gifts as a door-to-door ceremony:

"I came all the way to hear you tell you bedtime stories, and you couldn't even improvise. Is the title of B+ Capable by cheating?"

"I didn't expect the beast to understand the difficult word 'capable', I was surprised, yes, yes. 」

Uncle Buzz casually chimed in and continued walking in the direction of the house.

I said a few more words, and he withdrew his steps as if interested.

Uncle Buzz turned and leaned against the door, half of his upper body hidden in the shadow of the wooden canopy above, half of which was shining by the street lamp. He pulls out a cigarette case from the front pocket of his light blue collared shirt, lights a second cigarette and takes two puffs, and we begin what can be called a "decent" conversation for the first time since contact:

"Klador helped me prove my identity and showed me some footage, including footage of you carrying me behind my back into the independent research room you applied for. I was a seventeen-year-old boy at the time. So, you must know why I am the way I am. 」

"I'm a researcher. There is no reason to tell the subject about the research process. Then it is risky to do it, and if you don't do it well, it will affect the result. 」

"If it's because of my status as a beast. Then I seek to join the research as an A-level capable person assisting. Tell me the secrets of my body. 」

"I can arbitrarily determine that outsiders are not fit to participate in ongoing experiments, lest immature intervention slow down the results of the research and affect the benefits that may benefit the country. 」

"You—you ...... Self....... 」

- The sudden strong wind blew the words "selfish guy" away before it reached the other party's ears.

I was afraid that the dust raised by the wind would fly into my eyes, so I squinted my eyes to prevent the pink fur hat on my sleeve from being blown away, and I protected my head with my right hand. I looked against the wind blowing diagonally from the right side.

The source of the wind pressure is a flying beast about the size of an old generation of passenger cars.

It relied on a pair of sturdy wings that stirred up a large amount of wind with a single wave and were full of abundant red feathers, and it stayed in the sky with its symmetrical "rudder" wings, which were born below and half a section smaller, to maintain the balance of stagnant in the air.

The beast had a serpentine body, covered with red feathers, except for the milky white skin and striped stripes of stripes on the belly facing me and Uncle Buzz.

It sent the giant wings into the air in a wave of invisible wind and slowly descended into the backyard as we watched.

However, because the yard was a little "crowded", the excessively long tail crushed the outermost wooden fence. It holds up its huge body. The appearance is like the feet of chicken's feet magnified several times, and the beautiful flowers and plants are flattened.

Coming to Uncle Buzz's backyard is a genetically modified beast named "Swift Chicken".

I've seen this beast used in international racing when I went to a sports game, but it was the first time I had come close enough to meet it.

Racing beasts need to be registered by competitors before they can be raised and driven, and it is impossible to act alone without an owner.

The red rooster bends its big red cockscomb head behind it on the lawn, and the jockey behind it immediately slides off the driver's seat and jumps onto the grass.

This person with heroic and informal parking skills took off the helmet he wore on his head, and only a line of the logo of the sponsor company "Xue Ding Life" was printed.

She tossed her curly and dyed hair into the air, and the leather cowboy boots she wore stood firmly, her chest straight, and then she glanced at me and then at Uncle Buzz.

She's a woman. Probably the same as me, only less than 150 centimeters tall, because of the confident standing posture and courage, but to others a kind of king's landing.

I know her...... She didn't know me, probably because my "appearance" had changed too much.

Ignoring me, she walked sideways past me, facing Uncle Buzz with a young face that looked like she was in her early eighteenth, and approached him...... No, it was a quick step to shorten the distance between the two, and without saying a word, he shook off his hand with black non-slip gloves and slapped him.

Uncle Buzz probably sensed the woman's anger before she rushed over.

The uncle did not dodge or avoid froze in place, if you ask the reason, it is not difficult to guess the next development of the two.

It's a disgusting soap opera.

"You guy can't eat enough whips? After the big incident in the mansion, not only did the contents of the report lie that they were missing, but also secretly hid the heir of the noble Xue Ding Er family. You grew up eating the food of the Sherding family, and the clothes you wear are also the assets of the Sherding family. The whole body is living by sucking the "nutrition" of the Xuedinger family from the inside out, and even the pulled out belongs to the Xuedinger family, so you dare to make your own decisions. 」