005 Personal Bodyguard !!

Later that day, the two and a dog had their first comprehensive meeting in the living room of An Ran's house, during which the parties had in-depth exchanges according to their own positions......

"Master, I'm sorry!!" Shang Yi almost lay on the coffee table, and An Ran hurriedly pulled her up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Niuniu on the side was still very angry that Shang Yi was so low in the face of An Ran, screaming at An Ran, and quietly showed her white teeth again. Fortunately, Shang Yi's hand was quick, so he dragged An Ran back into his arms before it bit An Ran's ankle again.

An Ran looked at the little fox dog helplessly, but there was nothing he could do. When Shang Yi apologized just now, he also euphemistically explained why he brought a pet with him, because it was Shang Yi's personal bodyguard.

When Niuniu first appeared at the door of Shang Yi's house three years ago, she showed that it was extraordinary. In a well-guarded, well-secured private villa, a small stray dog can come and go leisurely. After Shang Yi adopted it, he found that his intelligence exceeded the limit of normal canine creatures, and even his name was written on the floor with his paws dipped in soy sauce.

This time, Shang Yi insisted on staying in An Ran's house to learn the so-called way of heroes, and her family naturally would not be at ease, and carrying this puppy, who was protective of the owner and had a high IQ, became the final bottom line.

Saying that, Niu Niu ran out of the living room with a cigarette, and when she came back, she was holding a white iwatch in her mouth. Niuniu gestureously rubbed Shang Yi's arm with her head, Shang Yi smiled bitterly at An Ran a little embarrassed, and skillfully tied the iWatch to Niuniu's left front paw.

"Would it still use this?" An Ran asked Shang Yi with a sluggish expression.

"Yes, when it's bored, it will watch a movie on its own."

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Niuniu demonstratively patted the iwatch on her paws, and An Ran could read the message in its eyes very clearly: "Be honest with our family Shangyi, otherwise I will call the police." ā€

Hiss~ An Ran took a deep breath of cold air.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can still fly out of the atmosphere as a human being, what is it for a dog to use electronics......" An Ran's eyes were empty, and Mu Ran persuaded himself with a mutter.

After a long time, he suddenly came to his senses and asked Shang Yi:

"Shang Yi, you are so beautiful, are you considered a school flower at school?"

This straightforward question made the girl a little shy, and if she wanted to be modest, she had to say: "Before I changed my hairstyle, I guessed it......"

An Ran finally had some comfort:

"Then your personal bodyguard is quite normal, at least you won't cultivate immortals, open a harem, pretend to be forced to slap your face or anything."

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Living with a strange beautiful girl is actually not as difficult to adapt to as An Ran thought, especially when this beautiful girl is not pampered at all and can cook and tidy up the room.

"Shang Yi, your craftsmanship is amazing!!" An Ran poured all the last bit of stew in the pot into the sea bowl in front of him, and generally squinted at Shang Yi's half of the unfinished dishes. If it weren't for Niuniu's baring teeth, the threat would be too great, and An Ran would have wanted to grab those braised pork ribs in its rice bowl.

"Master...... Do you usually eat such a large amount of food? She actually made some breakfast tomorrow at night, but she didn't expect it all to go into An Ran's stomach.

"No, I haven't eaten in a long time, let alone you're so good at your craft. Hehe, I couldn't hold back for a while, and it made you laugh. An Ran said politely, but he reached out and directly took the half plate of fried cauliflower that Shang Yi had not finished, and easily replaced the small spoon of drinking soup with a spoon for boiling soup, and poured soup into his mouth with a bow left and right.

"Haven't eaten in a long time?" Shang Yi was a little strange before, when she was cooking at night, she found that although An Ran's house was full of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, most of them were expired. The refrigerator was empty except for ice cream and fruit, and the ingredients for dinner were specially called by her to have them delivered.

"yes, it's going to be two or three years."

"Really? Then master, why didn't you starve to death, you look quite healthy, is Bigu also one of your awakening abilities? Speaking of this kind of topic, Shang Yi instantly changed the state of the IKEA IKEA room just now, took out her small notebook out of nowhere, and looked at An Ran with bright eyes.

"Sort of a part. I was able to absorb all kinds of energy, mainly from the sun, but also from heat, electricity, and mechanics. If you punch me a few times, I can still eat for half a day, so I usually don't need to eat anything, just bask in the sun and touch the wires when I'm hungry. ā€

"Wow master, you are indeed a strong awakener." Shang Yi's pen kept writing, and the exclamation startled Niu Niu, who was walking around the sofa next to her, thinking that An Ran was going to do something wrong to Shang Yi, so she almost called the police directly.

An Ran was annoyed, quickly let go of the soup spoon in his hand, and raised his hands above his head to show that he hadn't done anything, and Niuniu took her paws away from the iwatch with a suspicious face.

"By the way, what exactly are the strong awakened people you have been talking about, I have been in contact with a lot of awakened people, and I have never heard of this statement." Enron was a little puzzled.

"Ah, master, you want to know, I'll tell you in detail! Finally someone is interested in this! Shang Yi was very happy:

"This is a preliminary classification method for the awakened that I have set up, because it has only been less than a year since the matter of the awakened was announced to the public, so there is no recognized division of the ability of the awakened, so I set a standard for myself!

My taxonomy roughly divides the awakened into three categories: the weakest are the pseudo-awakens, who possess characteristics that 99.99% of the world's population does not possess, but which are less obvious, useless, or can be easily replaced by modern industrial capabilities. For example, he can change the color of his hair, and he can change small flowers from the palm of his hand.

Then there are the ordinary awakened people, whose abilities have a certain utility, but their value is not particularly huge, and I have set an approximate valuation, which is no more than 20 million US dollars. For example, the ability of Brother Gao Ren two days ago belongs to this category. Although effective, it can still be replaced by a sophisticated and portable explosive device.

Finally, there is a strong awakened person like the master, who has strong abilities and practicality, and is worth more than 20 million US dollars or cannot be replaced by modern industry, that is, the kind of person who is most suitable to become a superhero! ā€

The more Shang Yi talked, the more excited she became, but when she finally mentioned superheroes, she suddenly withered, as if she was reminded of something sad:

"Master, you are the second person who is willing to listen to me finish such a long speech. And after listening to it, the last one said to me, since I understand these truths, and I am not even a person with weak abilities, I should not learn from those with strong abilities to be superheroes. ā€

"And what do you think?" The first time he talked to his nominal apprentice about this kind of teaching-related issues, An Ran wanted to make himself look serious, hurriedly put down the soup basin in his hand, and then quietly smeared the oil from the corner of his mouth on his pants.

"I don't know......" Shang Yi was a little annoyed.

"Do you have 20 million dollars?" Although he knew that Shang Yi's family was rich, he didn't know how rich he was.

"There should be ......" Shang Yi admitted unabashedly in front of An Ran, and according to her modest performance in the past two days, it may be much higher than this number.

"So what are you worried about? Anyway, you're so willing to spend money on this, and I'm trying to find someone who can turn your money into personal equipment, and I've met quite a few of them over the years. ā€

"But...... There are so many rich people, I haven't heard of being a superhero for more than a year, and I'm afraid there are still some difficult links that I didn't think of. Shang Yi looked depressed.

An Ran laughed, and the whole person relaxed. Then he picked up the soup basin again, and said vaguely:

"You still can't figure this out, who has 20 million dollars to be a superhero. That is, you are a little special, or you have never seen a rich person who wants to cosplay Iron Man, this kind of dream is generally done by ordinary people like us. ā€

There is also a sentence that An Ran didn't dare to say for fear of being too hateful to the rich: rich people wish there were no superheroes in this world. They have courts, lawyers, policemen, and bodyguards, so they are afraid that any winged man will knock on his door at night.