Chapter 621: The Daily Life of the Doomsday Me and the Boss 2
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Looking at Jiu Jiu with a desperate expression, the corners of Lin Li's mouth slightly showed a cold smile: "It's her." β
Without waiting for Jiujiu to react, she was injected with a tube of light blue liquid with a needle, and then she didn't know anything.
When he woke up again, Jiu Jiu opened his eyes and saw the face of Eighteen.
If the impression of Eighteen at the first meeting is inexplicable, then the impression of Eighteen at the moment is mean.
Yes, it's mean.
Especially after Jiujiu and Eighteen got along for more than half a month, it was determined that Eighteen was mean, and Eighteen was not only mean, but also particularly poisonous.
But Jiujiu has no way not to follow Eighteen's side, because in the world, only Eighteen can see her.
Fate is so cruel and irreversible, although Jiujiu wanted to ask for Lin Li's forgiveness so that he wouldn't kill herself, but who knew that she couldn't ask for forgiveness but instead turned into sending it to the door, and was killed by Lin Li in one face.
And after his death, instead of returning to the system space, Jiu Jiu became a Piao.
But talking about Ah Piao, it is not Ah Piao in the traditional sense, because she can touch Eighteen's body, feel Eighteen's body temperature, and even Eighteen's heart beating.
But unfortunately, she can only touch eighteen.
Jiu Jiu stood next to the laboratory, watching his eighteen knotted hands, which looked like white jade carvings, skillfully holding the scalpel.
Eighteen heads hung down, the broken hair on both sides of the sideburns sparsely slid down to the sides of the cheeks, the face as resolute as blood, the lips were pursed, the eyebrows were unconsciously wrinkled, and the eyes blocked by bangs looked intently at the zombies who were tied in chains on the operating table and kept struggling.
The zombie's skin was dark and slightly decayed, faintly exuding a foul smell, but Eighteen calmly held a scalpel as if he hadn't smelled it, and his porcelain white wrist was in stark contrast to the dark skin of the zombie! It looks more and more good-looking with eighteen hands!
Looking at the internal structure of the zombie's body, Eighteen frowned, and with a few habitual movements of his fingers, he picked up a bottle of pale green liquid with a faint mint aroma from the table next to him, and slowly poured it on the zombie's cut skin little by little.
The potion reacts violently with the zombie's body, causing white, viscous, and strongly pungent foam to emerge from the wound.
Eighteen put on a mask and recorded various indicators of the zombie's body while observing the experimental phenomenon, looking focused and religious.
After the observation, Eighteen threw the half-dead zombie into a glass-like container for follow-up observation!
After cleaning up the operating table, he took off the white coat that was dirty because of the corpse and liquid, and threw it into the garbage basket at the door, stretched out his hand and took off the mask, his narrow Danfeng eyes showed heavy displeasure, and he looked at Jiu Jiu with a look of disgust, and his voice was obviously unhappy, "Something?" β
Looked at by Eighteen's sharp sword-like gaze, Jiu Jiu almost subconsciously swallowed her saliva, God knows why she was scared by Eighteen now that she was a Piao.
Jiu Jiu looked at the zombies that were still half-dead on the ground, looked at Eighteen with some hesitation, and asked in a low voice: "That, how did this come about?" β
According to Xu Wan's memory, there are only one or two zombies now, but in the past half a month, Jiu Jiu can see three or four zombies dissected by eighteen extremely murderous corpses almost every day, and even more than a dozen will be dissected.
Obviously, those zombies are ugly and miserable, but Eighteen doesn't even raise his eyebrows, he is simply a fighter in metamorphosis.
Hearing this, Eighteen raised his eyebrows high, and looked at Jiu Jiu intently, not letting go of every subtle change in expression on her face.
After a long time, he said sarcastically: "Some failures." β
When talking about the failure, Eighteen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression was a little more irritable, he rubbed the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing a pair of shining Danfeng eyes, and looked Jiujiu up and down: "What do you want to do?" β
After a long time, I didn't see Jiujiu change his words, sighed lightly, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and looked at Jiujiu with disappointment, "You want to leave?" β
Jiu Jiu's stunned B face: "......"
Eighteen paused: "If you want to get out, get out!" No one keeps you! β
Jiu Jiu originally just wanted to ask about zombies, but was inexplicably yelled at by Eighteen, although Jiu Jiu was also a little sad because of the fact that she became A Piao, but during this time, because Eighteen could see her, she could also touch Eighteen, and people are always inevitably a little fragile when they are in trouble.
Without Jiu Jiu knowingly, she had already treated Eighteen as a friend, and suddenly when Eighteen yelled at her, Jiu Jiu was stunned instantly.
As soon as the eighteenth words fell, I saw Jiu Jiu looking at himself with a hurt face, his eyelids drooped gloomily, his head and wings dropped, like a cat ruthlessly abandoned by his master, wilting and drifting out.
Eighteen stunned!
He thought that Jiu Jiu stared at him like a hungry dog looking at bones all afternoon because he wanted to leave.
But looking at her reaction just now, she knew that she would be wrong.
Eighteen rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and pushed open the door of Jiujiu's room, and sure enough.
Jiujiu was lying on the bed as if he had no bones, and when he heard the sound of Eighteen pushing open the door, he glanced up, and buried his head in the quilt in anger, like an ostrich that refused to accept reality.
Eighteen chuckled and sat down on the edge of Jiujiu's bed.
The soft Simmons mattress creaked, reminding Jiujiu Eighteen of his approach.
Jiujiu moved his body angrily, trying to distance himself from Eighteen.
Seeing Jiujiu's intentions, Eighteen reached out and grabbed Jiujiu's arm, and circled Jiujiu into his arms, his pointed chin against the top of Jiujiu's head, and his snort gently hit Jiujiu's bangs.
The atmosphere is ambiguous and lingering, like a marshmallow or a spider's web, gluing the two people together.
Since Jiujiu became Ah Piao, he has never felt hugging or breathing, and he moved in Eighteen's arms in slight discomfort.
Eighteen chuckled, let go of his hand in a good mood, looked at the two blushes on Jiujiu's cheeks due to the angry atmosphere, and reached out with interest and pinched Jiujiu's face.
The soft and fluffy touch is surprisingly good!
Jiu Jiu puffed out his cheeks dissatisfied, and looked up at Eighteen.
But because his eyes are too soft, he is not lethal.
Like a lion cub whose territory has been violated, when he wants to defend his territory and grins at the enemy, he is helpless to find that he has no teeth and claws that can hurt the opponent.
Jiujiu's expression once again succeeded in pleasing Eighteen.
Even through the thick spectacle lenses, he couldn't hide the slight smile in his eyes.
Stretched out his hand and rubbed the fine short hair on the top of Jiujiu's head, his voice was a little less mean, with a shallow temperature, "I'm going out tomorrow to find some experimental materials, you can prepare!" β