The wind in the street was a little hard. He had to find a place to live now, just like a human being.

The women around him looked at him and looked at him a little hairy. He had to tilt his head slightly and pretend that nothing happened.

Is this the burden of appearance? I feel a little uncomfortable......

It's seven o'clock. Most of the agencies are still open.

After struggling to find the place along the navigation, Luo Sheng stopped.

The sign hung with colorful lanterns illuminates the five big characters in the center - Hao Da Rental. Hiss...... This doesn't look proud at all......

Is this it?

He walked over to the intermediary, and even though it was full of robots, Rason was still not very comfortable. You can bring a normal person into a madhouse, and that's probably how Luo Sheng feels now.

Drawing out the rental housing panel, he filled in the information according to his ID card, but at the moment when he was about to submit it, the power suddenly went out.

At the same time, there was a loud bang outside.

"Bang-"

Looking out, I just saw a rocket slashing past from less than ten meters away, and the buildings in the distance were blown to pieces with a bang.

"Hahahaha, refreshing!" A high-pitched voice came from not far away, and Luo Sheng walked out the door and looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a boy with dyed red hair holding a bazooka and laughing.

“…… Whose neuropathy came out? Luo Sheng frowned, ready to rent a house elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, this person actually walked towards him.

"Huh? What's the mix? I look the same when I see ......."

The red hair walked up to Luo Sheng: "If you know each other, kneel down and apologize!" ”

Luo Sheng was a little puzzled, have you been so crazy about neuropathy these years?

"Talk about you! Deaf is not! ”

Redfur spat at him.

Bang –

Luo Sheng slapped him away, hehe, it's certain, this person just has something wrong with his brain.

The red fur flew five meters away before hitting the street lamp and stopping.

"You...... You! ”

"What the hell am I messing with?"

Luo Sheng wiped off the pickled mucus on his body, slowly walked in front of Hongmao, and painted it on Hongmao's clothes: "Young man, you should pay attention to proportions when you speak and do things, understand?" ”

"You!" Hongmao spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was going to swallow Luo Shengsheng: "Damn, you dare to hit me!" Look at the master fighting with you! He was just about to raise the cannon in his hand, but Luo Sheng grabbed his shoulder, and after a crisp cracking sound, his shoulder was pulled off by Shengsheng.

"Ahh

"It's noisy." Luo Sheng knocked him unconscious with a knife, and then searched for his documents and some money.

"Was it the mayor's son?" Luo Sheng tore off the business card, threw the document back on Hongmao's body, and picked up the rocket launcher on the ground: "It's a pity, it's not unconditional, why give up treatment." ”

As soon as the cannon was fired, the red hair was immediately gone, leaving only a large pit waiting to be filled.

He looked at the damaged power supply box not far away, and smiled, it's good, the monitoring is out of power, and the evidence is not left. In this way, if you go back and report it anonymously, you may be able to get a bonus.

Luo Sheng returned to the intermediary with a smile, took the bank card he had just forgotten here from the machine, and left.

After changing districts, he found another real estate agent, and this time he managed to rent a suitable house.

On the way to see the house, he saw a mechanical police officer and a human agent with professional equipment, presumably because a passerby had discovered the big hole. Luo Sheng unconsciously remembered his former self. At that time, I was like this, I only had a set program and a programmed emotion in my head, and although I sometimes felt uncomfortable, I never thought of betrayal.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, after all, human beings seem to be right, after all, things without emotion can only be called tools, like trash cans, like ashtrays.

It was completely dark, and by the street lamp, he stretched his arm, and there was a cyan vein on it that was trembling slightly, and others looked at him as a real human being, but in fact it was only red diluted paint.

It's a little irritating when I think about it......

He lowered his hand and walked forward.

Unconsciously, when I arrived at the place, it was a small two-story building in the suburbs, with all the furniture in the house and a small garden at the back. Because the owner of this room went to the moon to settle down some time ago, he handed over the house to a friend to take care of, and the friend was also a lazy person, so he simply found an intermediary to rent it at a low price, which made Luo Sheng pick up a big bargain, less than 3,000 per month, and took it directly.

Speaking of which, maybe Luo Sheng still has to thank that red hair, because he brought Luo Sheng not only a chance to get a bonus, but also a good house.

After a brief tidying up, Luo Sheng looked inside the house, and a familiar and unfamiliar sense of tranquility suddenly came to his heart, all from this place called "home".

It's been more than 100 years, and finally, is there a home again?