Chapter 9: Tentacles

This is the appearance of Fang Ding.

In Luo Chuan's words, it is simply a very famous cultural relic in the legendary North City, an expanded version of Si Mu Wu Dafangding.

On the front of Fang Ding, there are four large characters in depression, School of History.

What kind of history school, just a student of him, he doesn't even have a senior, and it is estimated that it is unlikely that there will be younger brothers and sisters in the future.

He, the only student who was forced to enter the School of History, was still facing the reality of not being able to graduate.

I touched the camera I was holding in my hand, and I still had palpitations.

Just now in the biology laboratory, I was almost eaten alive by Teacher Panda and her students.

"Coming back?" The voice was cold, it must be Professor Shangguan.

"Yes." Luo Chuan's head hung lower, and the camera in his hand was held tighter.

"Got it?" White, long robe, I didn't know him and thought he was a flying immortal.

However, Luo Chuan was surprised to find that what he saw just now was just a projection of a hologram.

Is there any mistake, the old man Shangguan didn't use his real body to see me.

Maybe I've never really met Professor Shangguan.

Thinking of this, Luo Chuan was a little afraid.

"Teacher, everything I took was in the camera" Luo Chuan stretched out his hand, and the camera suddenly appeared, "I only took a little bit." ”

Shangguan Wenqing turned his head and looked at Luo Chuan, who was bowing his head, through the holographic projection.

Alas, the headmaster didn't send me a gifted child, but he emphasized every time at the school's middle-level leadership meeting that he would definitely send him the best seedlings in the whole interstellar world.

In the School of History, he, Shangguan Wenqing, is a first-day talent in the interstellar world, and his academic ability is super strong, and to match it, his students must also be first-class masters.

It's a pity that this Luo Chuan's comprehensive quality is not good.

What's even worse is that he is just an earthling who has not been genetically modified.

Looking at his stupid appearance, Professor Shangguan even suspected more than once that this Luo Chuan should be a "star apprentice", but because of his trust in the level of the school's admissions office, he never really took this guess to heart.

If you mention that this kid doesn't have enough financial resources to support him to buy school supplies and props for studying at the academy, he won't be able to live this day.

"Alas," Shangguan Wenqing sighed.

Who made him so outstanding, which made the whole school teachers look at him unpleasantly, and they didn't want him to recruit a good student.

"Teacher, camera." Luo Chuan looked at Professor Shangguan's figure, probably sighing again about why his students were so stupid.

"No need." Shangguan Wenqing waved his hand.

Luo Chuan is so stupid, it is estimated that at most he photographed a few thousand-year-old ginkgo trees at the entrance of the biological laboratory. There is no research value.

In an instant, the hologram in front of him disappeared.

Luo Chuan's hand was changing, but he didn't notice it.

The camera turned into a green liquid, forming a green film that covered Luo Chuan's right hand.

There's a hint of coolness.

Luo Chuan frowned, what's wrong with his hand.

It's green, and the camera is gone.

When he was in the biological laboratory, he found that there was a problem with this camera, and the situation was too urgent at that time, and he was not allowed to think too much, but now that I think about it, this camera has some special magic.

Not only can it become what it wants to be in a moment of crisis, but it never seems to have left him since he got it into his hands.

"Will you be my best friend?" This sentence suddenly popped up in Luo Chuan's mind.

The green film on his hand suddenly decomposed like water, dripping to the ground drop by drop, slowly piling up into a puppy.

Big eyes, high nose, wow, it's his best friend on Dust, Yellow.

Xiao Huang has been his neighbor for fourteen years.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little moved.

The puppy that has been with him for fourteen years is now in front of his eyes.

Xiao Huang wagged his tail and threw himself into Luo Chuan's arms.

Luo Chuan was also very excited.

There are two reasons for the excitement. First, he saw the best and most loyal friend who had been with him for fourteen years, which was very rare on this lonely planet.

Second, he was very happy to find that the camera given to him by the old man Shangguan could be changed into what he wanted at will.

With it, it will be much more convenient to be on the core planet in the future.

The interstellar communication in his hand also lit up.

Luo Chuan put away the camera and hurriedly walked out.

Or the commercial area behind the school.

It's just not going to the restaurant where I ate that day.

Luo Chuan was guided by the waiter and walked into a shop called "Home Massage Parlor".

He's only fourteen years old, so he doesn't need some special services.

This white tiger doesn't mean getting together together, how did you get to this kind of place.

"Xiaochuan, yo, you're here." The white tiger said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"White Tiger, how did you come to this kind of place~~" Luo Chuan clenched his right hand, he was a little uncomfortable here, "Moreover, you kid still smokes." ”

"Brother," the white tiger spat the smoke to the ground, "the smoke you said is on the earth." ”

"Yes, in our case, smoking at the age of fourteen is punishable by expulsion from school."

"Haha," Bai Hu suddenly made it to the massage chair, "that one was the regulator just now." ”

"What?" Luo Chuan was a little surprised, is there a normal person on the core planet, and is there a normal thing!

"The people on the core planet are all star masters" Bai Hu took a deep breath, "Don't look at us after the transformation, we are good at learning and sports masters, in fact, we all need regulators to adjust." ”

"Look at my massage chair, it is to regulate all kinds of discomfort after genetic modification" The massage chair began to stretch out countless tentacles to strip off the white tiger's clothes.

Luo Chuan felt strange when he saw other boys naked for the first time.

Those tentacles quickly inserted into the skin of the white tiger's whole body.

The white tiger trembled uncontrollably.

Five minutes later.

Luo Chuan didn't dare to continue watching.

"How's that, isn't it scary?" The white tiger smiled playfully.

"It's okay, it's okay," Luo Chuan said word by word, as if every word had been carefully considered.

"Try it." The white tiger grabbed Luo Chuan and put him on the massage chair.

"I don't need to!"

Before I could explain more, the tentacles had already stretched.

If you just saw the shape of the tentacles, now is a chance to see what they really look like.

Countless antennae, there was a needle-shaped thing at the end of each touch, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the needle on the day of the physical examination.

The needle that day implanted him with Interstellar Communication.

So many tentacles were going to penetrate every inch of his skin today.

No, no.

The White Tiger is the "Star Protector", and his physique is different from him.

"No, no, I'm an ordinary person."

However, the White Tiger didn't seem to hear his shouts, and those tentacles didn't slow down in the slightest, baring their teeth and claws towards him.

This life is over.

Luo Chuan almost closed his eyes, and his brain had stopped turning.

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