Wan Fang overslept this night, and woke up beyond the school time.

He jumped to his feet, then collapsed onto the bed.

In fact, even if you arrive at school on time, you may not be forgiven by Pang Xun, because the joke of leaving school without permission yesterday is really big.

Now the light in the whole room was in the same mood as him, dark and dark.

The curtains are tightly covered, just like the little daughter-in-law of Xingyuan Han Kingdom who is confined.

Wan Fang got up, held the chicken coop, opened the thick animal skin curtains, and welcomed the energy light in.

It's just that this light doesn't contain ultraviolet light, because viruses have evolved people to fear this.

And the flesh that was once wrapped in the animal skin curtain would rather be transported to the sterile country to decompose into the dirt than let the slaves feast on it.

But illegal circulation in the private sector still exists.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door.

Wanfang immediately became vigilant, 'Be a thief'!

He didn't squeak, the cat walked over, cautiously opened the door, and saw that it was Uncle sleepwalking last night, first dragged him in, and then stretched his neck to probe out, looking left and right that there was no suspicious person following, and then quickly pushed and pulled the ice stone door and threw the ice pestle hidden behind him on the table.

"Why are you again?"

Wan Fang was a little confused by the second monk.

"Don't say thank you, eat this first."

Uncle sleepwalking doesn't look so annoying.

"What words of thanks? What did I do to you......"

After such a reminder, Wan Fang wanted to know when he left his room last night......

This is also the instinctive consciousness of male 'clone slaves'.

As real living beings, although they are deprived of the right to reproduce independently, they still have physiological requirements.

This forces some people to develop a single orientation.

The uncle didn't hide it, but told him about watching him fall asleep last night.

"And then?"

Wanfang said nervously.

"And then? Then I'll go across from you to prepare breakfast. ”

Uncle Sleepwalking seems to know what Wanfang wants to know, but he just doesn't tell him.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm living across from you."

Uncle sleepwalking sidestepped the topic.

In fact, Wanfang was hungry after last night's toss.

To be exact, I haven't eaten since I ran out of school yesterday.

In the past, I used to eat the food made by my uncle.

Although they are both raw and semi-cooked, they always taste much better than the low-profile mixed 'Energy Liquid'.

The main thing is that the uncle took the risk to secretly get it for Wanfang.

"You try this."

Uncle sleepwalking mysteriously uncovered a wooden food box, and a strange smell of déjà vu suddenly wafted from inside.

The aroma stimulated his taste buds, and his entire mouth was filled with saliva.

"You?"

"Shh

Wan Fang was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall out, and when he was about to shout out the word 'fire', Uncle Sleepwalking's index finger was already in his mouth......

When Wan Fang put the roasted piece of beast meat in his mouth and chewed it heavily, he actually shed tears.

This taste is far more alive than tasting the piece of rock candy that the uncle smuggled up before.

"Eat slowly, be careful of choking."

Uncle sleepwalking reached out and patted Wanfang's back as he spoke.

This kind of care immediately reminded him of his own uncle, thinking that he still had to go home no matter what, so as not to let the uncle continue to worry and be anxious.

[Eat Cooked Food: Evolution Energy +10]

"Wow!"

……

When the meat is roasted, the evolutionary energy is instantly formed and devoured by the 'Spiritual Key'.

Wan Fang knew that Uncle Sleepwalking was cooking this food for him at the risk of using fire for himself.

What kind of kindness is this?

What does this sleepwalking uncle want to do?

If you are so desperate for yourself, is it true that you have to pay for yourself?

But Uncle Sleepwalking's ability to hide the breath of fireworks Wan Fang didn't know.

And Wanfang only knows that the almighty human slave will always have a way to get what is expressly forbidden, maybe in the area of intelligence, it is indeed a hard wound of the virus evolution.

In addition to intelligence, the virus evolved human teeth to be fake.

This makes it easy to distinguish between the two by your teeth.

However, the exception is the 'signatory' who has reached the middle rank or above, such as Pang Xun of the 'second class school', the director of academic affairs and the principal.

Of course, in addition to these, there are many middle-level 'signatories' on the Wanzang Plateau, but Wanfang doesn't know.

Although human slaves are born with teeth, their teeth are also degrading due to the inability to chew solid food for a long time.

No, after Wan Fang chewed recklessly, his jaw was obviously sore and did not listen to the call.

The attentive sleepwalking uncle gave him a few acupuncture points, and he felt much better.

……

Regarding the barbecue, Uncle Sleepwalking did not reveal more details, but asked Wan Fang not to ask more, and when it was time for him to know, he would naturally let him know.

Then, I persuaded him to go home immediately and then go to school.

Anyway, in the case of what he said, it is unknown whether he will be able to stay in the 'second class'.

Wan Fang didn't want to hear him say such a weak thing.

~~~~~~

Uncle sleepwalking officially introduced him as Xie You, in order to find his lost nephew who came to Wanzang from the sterile country.

It's really a pity for the uncle of the world!

In Xie You's view, the news of not having a nephew is actually good news.

Speaking of this, there was more firmness in his eyes.

As an elder, Xie You's biggest worry is that his nephew will fall into the 'proving ground' and be used as a live target by those 'signatories'.

And for the frenzied 'signer', it is easier to kill a slave boy in the 'proving ground' than to shoot a nano cockroach to death.

At this point, the explanation became indignant.

He said that yesterday evening was the day when his nephew had been missing for three months.

Strange to say, during the day he dreamed that someone asked him to pretend to be a 'sleepwalker' and go to a certain time and place to find a human slave boy who vomited blood from his mouth.

What's even more bizarre is that after finding it, you have to pretend to be dead in person......

I see......

Wan Fang was depressed, believing that this statement seriously underestimated his intelligence.

But the fragrance of lips and teeth can still discount that displeasure.

Wanfang licked off the fat from the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and the aftertaste of the cooked barbecue was endless.

I wish I could eat this cooked food every day.

Obviously, this is not possible in the country of Wanzang, where the use of fire is strictly prohibited.

The most severe punishment will be imposed on the slaves who possess the tinder.

Therefore, under the extremely terrifying sanctions, I don't know how many generations of human slaves have been 'talking about fire'.

And not being able to eat cooked food is more harmful to the body of human slaves.

In order to survive, generations of human slaves can only rely on limited and extremely inferior 'energy oral liquid' to sustain their lives.

There are also a few 'human rapists' who mix well, and can get some rewards for eating raw and semi-cooked food to fight tooth sacrifices.

The so-called semi-cooked food is the roots, stems, leaves, and fruits of a certain plant that can be eaten raw from time to time without using fire.

These are all imported things from outside the Wanzang Kingdom, and what Wanzang is seriously exporting is a large amount of animal meat pulled from the 'Proving Ground'

……

It is even rarer for the rare pure raw animal meat to be naturally frozen and then used as a 'sashimi' in the Xingyuan world with simple ingredients.

And these treatments will only come to those big 'human traitors' who have the body of a martial artist, and it is not the turn of a small 'human traitor' like Uncle Xiang.

For this reason, the life span of ordinary slaves is very short, on average around thirty or forty years old, just like the sleepwalking uncle in front of him.

In order to avoid secrecy, Wanfang was reluctant to talk about life in front of Xie You.

Wan Fangzheng hoped that he was an exception, and that if he could get cooked food, eating them regularly would naturally prolong his life.

Seeing that he is red now, it is not that he said his age, and he can't judge it categorically from his appearance.

There is also an explanation that Xie You is really a human slave warrior, and legend has it that they can also make their complexion extraordinary by relying on old techniques, and they will also change their faces.

In short, in addition to his fierce appearance and unshaven beard, Xie You is really not like a person in his forties, and he does not have that bottomless and unconfused eyes.