"How does it feel?"

"Amazingly powerful!"

With a shocked look, Song Xiaocheng walked back to the hall from outside the door of the Western Hotel, and looked at the metal rod with exaggerated and comic eyes.

Just half a minute ago, Song Xiaocheng held the metal rod and aimed at a dilapidated house across the road, and only lightly urged Igni's power to shoot out a laser-like flame beam from the black ball at the top, cutting through the reinforced concrete low house like a hot knife cutting butter.

"That's right, Juyi Prism!" Teacher Zeng said excitedly, "Obviously, your rigid brain can't exert any strong imagination for a while to make you use your powerful energy reasonably, and Juyi Prism is specially prepared for people like you." It allows you to make your energy more controllable and regular, so that you don't have to understand what it means to 'focus' or 'escape' and can easily make corresponding movements, just like putting a cripple on the crutch......"

The little old man trembled his lips and whiskers, chattering and muttering all kinds of professional words from his mouth, what "energy attenuation", what "tentacle extension", "inward growth"...... Song Xiaocheng felt as if he was listening to him talk about a game he hadn't played.

"So that's what you made for me? Hold up this eyeball with a pair of chopsticks?"

"Chopsticks! Boy, this thing can burn you through the whole earth, from the same place all the way to the Mayan pyramids! This scaffold is made of super new material with a living heterogeneous alloy coating! Do you know how many people in the world can make this kind of living heterogeneous alloy coating material? Do you know how many other people besides me?"

"Uh, no......"

"No, I'm the only one in the world who can make it, you know, boy?"

"Oh, well, thank you. Song Xiaocheng said with a declining face.

"You'd better thank me! Maybe thank you...... Not. ”

For some reason, Mr. Zeng, who was originally so excited that he got carried away, suddenly became dumb the moment his eyes swept to Lin Yu. The slightly curled lips trembled slightly, then turned around and fiddled with a barrel-like thing on a workbench.

According to the agreement, Song Xiaocheng went to retrieve the eyeball, and Zeng Yicheng did help him build a great piece of equipment. Then the next step of the agreement is that he and Lin Yu must stay in the Western Hotel for a few more days. As for how many days he would stay, Mr. Zeng was reluctant to say. But Song Xiaocheng believes that this shrewd little old man will never be as simple as "hospitality".

Obviously, there was something about Lin Yu that was attracting him and intimidating him.

Lin Yu was indeed a little different—of course, not that he was more clingy or crying more easily than before—but Song Xiaocheng never forgot that scene that night.

The moonlight of the full moon gently swept into the balcony, and the green potted plants in the house dragged clear shadows on the ground, and the leaves were still gently shaking. And Lin Yu was standing there, humming a strange sound in his throat, and his whole body glowed with a pale green light.

It was because of the scene that night that Song Xiaocheng hid at Huan Lingyu's house that night, and it was precisely because of this that he met Ah Fei in his dream, and followed Ah Fei's words to find Gao He and Cui Wei, and stirred up the Qinglong Cemetery......

Could it be that Zeng Yiyi also felt the strangeness of Xiao Yu?

Although Xiao Yu has never sleepwalked since that day, and he has not shown any other abnormalities, Song Xiaocheng still has an indescribable uneasiness every time he thinks of this time, as if he is quietly waiting for something to happen. It's like a child who hasn't done his homework for the whole summer, lying in bed the night before school starts, not knowing how he's going to die the next day.

"Xiaoyu, stop playing with your phone. Why is your phone always charged?"

Song Xiaocheng returned to the sofa where he was lying when he first came here, and Xiao Yu was curled up on the sofa like a kitten playing with his mobile phone. When Song Xiaocheng first came back, Lin Yu pounced on him as if he hadn't seen him for hundreds of years, but now he didn't pay much attention to him. It's like a cat, she knows you're alive and can see you when she looks up, and that's enough.

However, after so many days, Lin Yu has been staring at the mobile phone to play, and the mobile phone is still charging, which really surprised him.

"Great-grandfather gave me a charger. Lin Yu pointed to what looked like a mini desk lamp on the coffee table next to him, emitting a soft white light.

"Is this a charger?"

"That's right, that's it when there's no power-" Lin Yu put the phone screen under the white light of the mini desk lamp and pointed the light at the screen, "It will be full in a while!"

"Tsk, that's amazing. Song Xiaocheng muttered quietly and sat down beside Lin Yu.

"yes, great-grandpa is amazing. Did you know that the sister who was talking outside the door that day was a robot. ”

"Which ...... Oh, the one you noticed about the invasion?" Song Xiaocheng said in his heart, this is not a robot.

"yes, that's my sister. That sister's name is Katyusha, she used to be a car navigation in her great-grandfather's car, but she was later transformed into an artificial intelligence by him, and she has her own self-awareness!

Song Xiaocheng sighed lightly in his heart, it's good that he hasn't seen the world, he can be moved anytime and anywhere.

"yes, that's amazing. What about the book I gave you?"

Before leaving, Song Xiaocheng was a little worried about whether he would have an impulsive flame explosion like last time, so he handed over the "Xinhua Dictionary" to Lin Yu, and told her not to give it to anyone else.

"Is it still there, where are you hiding?" Song Xiaocheng asked in a low voice.

Lin Yu turned over his hand, pulled out the small book from under his buttocks, threw it on Song Xiaocheng's lap, and continued to play with his mobile phone without raising his head.

While flipping through the manuscript hidden in the dictionary, Song Xiaocheng felt that he couldn't concentrate on reading the words on the book, but looked at the other people in the room from time to time.

Mr. Zeng has indeed been busy with the things in his hands, writing and drawing on a whiteboard for a while, and shaking the test tube himself in front of an experimental table full of bottles and cans, in short, he is directing the work of everyone in the entire hall.

The others, the zombie girl named Lily, had been checking the rotten sores on the bodies of several other zombies, the tall zombie named Silly had been instructed by Mr. Zeng to check the "reverse thermostat", a zombie was holding a long knife that seemed to be composed of electric arcs and slashing a dummy in armor in a fenced open space in the corner, as if to test the hardness of the armor, and several people were surrounding an empty fish tank in which it seemed to be snowing.

Looks like I'm going to be spending some time with these Frankensteins.

In the evening, there was no need to wait for Song Xiaocheng to remind him, so Mr. Zeng personally arranged a room for him and Lin Yu. In fact, it is a big bed room on the seventh floor of the hotel, which is clean and bright, neat and high-end. It turned out that the night before, Teacher Zeng asked Lin Yu to go upstairs and sleep in the guest room, but Lin Yu insisted on waiting for Song Xiaocheng to come back on the sofa in the hall, so he didn't live in the room until today.

A few floors above the ground, the outdoors also appears less blurry. At least it's not so full of yellow-green anymore, at least two blocks around it can be seen clearly. The location of the room is just around the corner of the street, and the view is wider, and you can even see the open sky through the barren high-rise buildings.

"It's nice to see the moon at night. Lin Yu said with some sorrow. When Song Xiaocheng took Lin Yu back to his house on the first day, he took her to watch the moon on the balcony of the house.

"yes, maybe. I don't know what time it is. Song Xiaocheng was a little bored with pinning his worries on the moon, so he closed the curtains and turned around to continue to talk to Teacher Zeng, who had not yet left.

"Teacher Zeng, I actually have something I want to ask you. While stretching out his hand and pushing the door shut, Song Xiaocheng let Mr. Zeng on the side of the bed, and pulled a chair to sit on.

"Hmph, boy, do you have something you want to ask me? Needless to say, I know!" the little old man sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at Song Xiaocheng with a smile.

"yes, then guess what, what do I want to ask you?" Song Xiaocheng challenged with a wicked smile.

"You're asking me nothing more than three things: first, it's about the great runes, or the strange powers in you, second, it's about Hiratsuka and the old guy, you want to ask me if there's any way to get rid of him, and third, what's the deal...... Hmph, it looks like I've guessed right. ”

As soon as the little old man finished speaking, Song Xiaocheng frowned and showed an embarrassed smile.

"yes, I just wanted to ask you, how the hell are you going to get rid of this guy with Hiratsuka and the ghost?"

"Boy, I advise you to give up. ”

"What?!" Song Xiaocheng thought he had misheard. He originally thought that since Mr. Zeng could let him calculate Hiratsuka Xie, then he must be on the opposite side of that Hiratsuka and the ghost. And the success of this matter and the help of him to make a powerful piece of equipment should show that this person has the ability to deal with the common enemy of the two with him. But I never expected that it would be such an answer.

"Why?"

"Alas...... Boy, you are still young and strong-blooded, and you have to intervene in things that you are not used to, and you must kick away the stones that stand in your way. But did you know that the enemy can never be killed, and the opponent can never be defeated? A fight is a fight, but it doesn't mean you have to stab your opponent to death, you know?"

"I don't understand! Why?"

"Because this world is not an absolute world! This world is not a black and white world! What do you think this is? Is it a hot-blooded boy comic? These days, even hot-blooded boy manga is not popular with absolute good and evil, and villains are all popular and whitewashed, why do you have to kill Hiratsuka and ghosts with one mind?"

"Why not! He's a zombie! Dude, he's hurting the world!"

"He's just treating the world the way he feels right!"