Holding his clothes and belongings, he returned to the apartment.

Here, there is no signal from the mobile phone, but there is an IFI here.

"Oh, can I get online?" Mo said for a moment, watching his phone automatically connect to the free IFI in the apartment.

He found that the Internet access was very smooth, and he was able to log in to foreign networks, whether it was video stations or forums, as well as portal networks or social platforms.

"It's obviously restricted, but I can access the Internet, no, it can't be that I forcibly broke through the Internet blockade here, right?"

Just as he was secretly surprised, a man walked up to his side and grabbed Mo Qian's shoulder.

"Brother, what's your name?" The person who came was the previous Chinese, happy, and looked like a normal person who knew him well.

"Ink poor. "When Mo Qian first arrived, people were so polite, he naturally wouldn't refuse people thousands of miles away.

The man laughed, "Your name is quite rare...... I can't do it, my name is Zhang Wei. ”

Seeing that Mo Qian didn't react, he was not embarrassed, and took Mo Qian with him and walked to the fifth floor.

"You're surfing the Internet here, playing games, it's all right, you just can't send messages anyway. Zhang Wei said.

Mo Qian's heart moved, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was able to watch some videos online very smoothly, and thought that he had broken through the Internet block, but now it seems that he could watch them.

"Show me how. Mo Qian said.

That Zhang Wei skillfully held the mobile phone to show Mo Qian.

I saw that everything was normal on the Internet, he could browse, he could log in to his account, he could download things, but he couldn't upload things, post on the forum, or leave private messages, none of which worked, typing itself is normal, but the things sent out will not stay on those forums and websites.

He can even play mobile games with people in society, but he can't chat or communicate, so he can only rely on tacit understanding.

"I can only watch and play, but I can't change any text or images on the outside network. ”

"Is this the restricted network, and for some divers who don't like to reply and talk, it doesn't really change. ”

Mo Qian watched Zhang Wei log in to his own account, peeking at his friends in the group, happy, but he couldn't reply, so he could only dive and watch silently.

Those friends also mentioned him, saying that he didn't pay attention to people every day, didn't bubble, and didn't know what he was doing.

Mo Qian secretly thought to himself, if he operated it himself, those words would definitely be sent out and posted on any website or platform.

However, if you do so, the technical department that does this kind of network restriction will definitely find an anomaly.

It's a shame that he met Zhang Wei and knew about it, otherwise he would have sent a message or something, even if he just changed his personality signature, it is estimated that he would have been exposed and absolutely hit.

"Well, that's it, in Jieli, if we stay at home, it's actually a good day. You're new here, and you'll get used to it slowly. Zhang Wei returned the phone to Mo Qian and said.

This person is simply a talker, Mo Qian doesn't say a word, he can also talk very well.

I saw Zhang Wei say: "I have lived for half a year, none of the Jiedong buildings are longer than me, I will take you to introduce the residents of Jieli, we will not talk about foreigners, we are very familiar with our own people, I guarantee that you will be surprised." ”

"I'm telling you, the Jie Di people live in the realm...... All of them are wonderful! They are bizarre! The speech is so good, and the food is delicious, I don't want to go back. ”

He speaks in a low voice, which is particularly open, and it is impossible to distract people.

It seems to make a lot of sense, but if you listen carefully, there is a lot of nonsense.

Can you live here and be restricted, can you be an ordinary person? At least like him, there is some anomalous effect.

Sure enough, Zhang Wei asked, "Dude, why are you here?"

"You can't drown. Mo Qian said.

Zhang Wei waited for a while, and then said in surprise: "No?"

"No, isn't that enough? Isn't it bizarre enough to drown in water, not to breathe, not to be afraid of water pressure?"

"What do you care, do you know why I've been living here for half a year?" Zhang Wei said with a smile.

Mo was speechless, and said in his heart that he had been locked up here for half a year, and he was still quite proud?

Without waiting for Mo to be poor, Zhang Wei said to himself: "What do they say I was ...... Shuk Beta 515 infected ......"

Mo Qian couldn't help but correct: "It's Beta 515, right?"

He had heard Loy call the wood carving Alpha 531, with the prefix Greek letter α, so what Zhang Wei was talking about was definitely not Shukbeta, but β.

"Ah yes, that 515 is a big mosquito, after biting me in the winter, this pack hasn't disappeared for half a year. Zhang Wei rolled up his sleeves and saw a large mosquito bag on the top of his right elbow, as if he had been bitten freshly.

"And then?" said Mo Qian curiously.

Zhang Wei danced and said: "Hehe, they say that the mosquito will infect people's blood with a meme, the meme is contagious, don't worry, you will only be infected if you inject my blood in your veins, otherwise it doesn't matter if you eat my blood." ”

Mo Qian almost pushed him away directly, but he was relieved after listening to the second half of the story, secretly thinking that the people of the Blue and White Society were not stupid, if Zhang Wei was a source of infection, it would be impossible for him to live with everyone like this.

"The magic is coming! This meme converts blood into a different kind of fluid, everyone is different, mine is cuttlefish soup. Zhang Weile said.

"Ahem!" Mo Qian choked violently, his eyes almost popping out.

Zhang Wei hurriedly stroked Mo Qian's back and said, "Don't you believe it, don't believe it, I'll give you a taste!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand and saw a band-aid wrapped around his index finger.

He tore the band-aid directly, and squeezed blood out of the wound that he didn't know how many times he had broken and not healed.

No, he squeezed not blood, but warm cuttlefish soup.

You don't even need to taste it, you can smell it when you look at this color......

"Ink ...... Ink...... Cuttlefish soup?" Mo Qian's calmness was instantly crushed, and he felt that his three views had been refreshed.

"Aren't you going to die?" Mo Qian was about to go crazy, he stared at Zhang Wei's fingers in a daze, where the wound was dripping with cuttlefish soup, Zhang Wei didn't waste anything about it, and stuffed it into his mouth, relishing it.

"Death is not going to die, they said, I will live as I should. The cuttlefish soup completely replaced my blood, and like normal blood, there was no discomfort at all. But if there is too much soup, I will lose too much soup and die, then I have to replenish the cuttlefish soup, by the way, it is too salty, it is not good, it is too light, in short, it has to be stewed according to the craft in my body. Zhang Wei said while pouting his fingers.

Mo Qian took a deep breath and really wanted to kneel.

Obviously, it's like the cells don't need oxygen when he's somehow in the water.

Zhang Wei's body, inexplicably flowing with cuttlefish soup, there will be no problem, it is estimated that he usually eats and sleeps, and the hematopoietic function in his body is making soup......

"Why is this happening...... Your blood is cuttlefish soup?'s ridiculous......" Mo Qian couldn't even imagine this kind of thing, in his heart, even the kind of supernatural in Luo Yi's mouth only made him imagine that he would not drown, not burn, fly to the sky, and hit every shot.

However, it turns out that the so-called containment effect in their mouths still has this weird and completely unexplainable ghost situation, and they don't even know how to summarize it with mythological magic.

Unreasonable, playing with logic, subverting common sense, Mo Qian was confused.

Zhang Wei said with a smile: "Ha, how do I know why? I am a dignified descendant of the Yellow River, and what flows in my body is not the Chinese blood, but the cuttlefish soup! Where do you say I should be reasonable?"

"I ......" Mo Qian scratched his head, feeling his scalp tingle.

Zhang Wei even continued: "I was bitten like me, and there are two others who also live here, one tastes like a hot pot base, I didn't eat it, and the other is Banlan root, this is very familiar, and it really has medicinal use." ”

"It's really different for everyone, and a few of them have tried to be bitten by big mosquitoes, even hydrochloric acid and venom. ”

"Now we are all collectively referred to as Xenobloods. ”

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