Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 91
Speaking of stereotypes, the deceased also had quite distinct identity labels.

The top priority must be "horror", but no one here seems to care about this; other than this, they are either stubborn or pedantic, and they follow the established procedures like machines.

Now it has become a very lovely trait.

As soon as the hot pot banquet was over, Levina just put away the bowls and chopsticks, and the protests over there disappeared all at once, as if they had been secretly observing for a long time.

They carried over their shoulders the signs that had been rushed out in protest, and were chatting with each other again, and dispersed in twos and threes.

There will also be a voice of smacking his lips, saying that he misses the feeling of eating, and occasionally lowering his voice, guessing how the hot pot tastes.

Jin Mian curled her lips, having been overwhelmed by the taste buds of the compressed biscuit-flavored meat too many times, lying comfortably on the side of the bed, very lazy, nodding frequently to the words of the deceased who missed the food:
"Let me tell you, this is really the best meal I've ever eaten in my life! It's a pity that you can't enjoy it. Why did you choose to be the dead? It shouldn't be forced by Marika, right?"

Several dead people looked at each other, pushed each other a few times, made fun of a few words, and finally pushed and shoved one who seemed to be very good at talking:
"No, the professor never persecutes people. In fact, most of us have no choice but to become the dead. Some are due to the end of their lifespan, and some are saved by the professor. But the dead have nowhere to go, just stay like this .”

Jin Mian blinked: "Then why did the professor take you in? Our manual always says that attracting a group of people with similar characteristics is often a prerequisite for doing great things. Professor Marika also wants to do great things?"

The deceased nodded: "Yes, I should have told you that the professor wanted a creature that would not be troubled by death even if it was as small as a bacterium. world."

The orc raised his head, wanting to show respect for this idea, but he was still sluggish and unable to use his strength.

A dream that is too illusory is as illusory as a joke.

Even though Jin Mian has already realized the loftiness of this idea intellectually, and even subtly equates the "bacteria" with Yinggesuo in front of Dilian and Liaoyuan, knowing that he should still meet such a person I'm glad, but I just can't get serious.

I thought and thought.

Jin Mian could only look away, and decided to be a villain for a minute: "What about you? Do you believe it too? Since even microorganisms can't be harmed, isn't it a mistake for you to miss the feeling of eating?"

"Oh, it's just a nostalgia, the professor won't be offended," the man scratched his head:
"As for whether you believe it or not? Of course I believe it. I have already become a deceased person. The professor's technology has made it possible for us to no longer have microbes dying out in our bodies. Why don't you believe it a little more?"

The orc lady raised her chin: "Why does it sound like you have to believe it after you become the dead?"

"I don't deny it, but I also believe it, there is no difference," the deceased paused, and a meaningful look began to appear in his eyes:
"But you are right. Although I have fully understood the greatness of the professor, even if I become a deceased person, I will miss the feeling when I was alive. And... if I heard about the professor's ideas before I became a deceased person, I would Just take it as the ramblings of a madman,"

"It's good to keep it at arm's length, I'll probably be the one who laughs the loudest,"

The man smiled, as if laughing at himself: "Except for the guy who came recently, I really haven't seen anyone approaching the professor on his own initiative."

Jin Mian tilted her head: "Boy? What boy?"

"In his forties, in the basement that hasn't been demolished over there, the professor made the final confirmation before transforming him."

At this time.

Levina appeared with a plate: "I thought about it, maybe we still have to be neighbors in the future, we should give some gifts of apology. If you can't send food, just send a few plates. Jinmian, let's go together ?"

"...It's better to give money." Jin Mian held back for a long time before saying this.

"Tsk, I'm just looking for an excuse to visit," Elf shook his head, "Boss Zuo didn't pay me wages, and if I want to use the money, I have to go to the lady boss to apply—she's not in a good mood now, so let's not touch her." Her bum."

……

Zuo Wu accompanied Della to look around the station for a long time.

It wasn't until Dutzi's ferry car had disappeared into the air for a long time that he turned around and started on his way home.

Daila tugged Zuo Wu's hair: "Father! If I don't rely on you and want to save enough money to buy my own mother by myself, how long will it take?"

"one person?"

Zuo Wu pondered for a moment, then casually checked the average income level of the residents of Zhadilian, doubled it several times out of selfishness, and then did a simple division of the blunt price:

"Not eating or drinking, about two hundred and seventy-eight years."

"...so long!" Chong Niang exclaimed, fingers vigorously.

"It's not too long to see hopeful things in your lifetime." Zuo Wu shrugged.

It is a program that workers are expected to buy. From this perspective, blunt is really cheap.

"Then, can I ask my black friends to help?"

The "black friends" that Della was talking about were the Struugs who were still on the Fugitive.

"Of course, you are their queen."

I can't say much about the rest, Della is not only a worm, but also has the blood of a dragon.

How she treats those laborers in the future, and how to position herself, Zuo Wu feels that she needs some very ingenious guidance, which cannot be explained clearly in a few words like now.

Della nodded half-understood, and suddenly remembered the words that the execution team was stopped by Marika——

monster.

Where Zuo Wu can't see it.

Della's white face darkened for a moment, just for a moment.

She put her carefree smile back on.

……

Levina knocked on the hidden door hidden under the rubble, and the maid straightened up, wondering what etiquette was appropriate for visiting a basement.

Marika did not respond for a while.

In the basement, there is a trace of warmth that makes the elves feel extremely refreshing, from the low-dimensional reality to the closed eyes in the high-dimensional world.

……

Zuo Wu's way home was blocked.

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, feeling that he had offended a lot of people recently.

The roadblocker is wearing a formal suit, which can be regarded as decent on the side of the noisy planet, but it is obviously not enough to look around here.Apart from the clothes, the cloudy crystals covering his whole body are particularly eye-catching, and each piece tells the age of the roadblocker.

The person blocking the way breathed in and bowed lightly: "My name is Ben Hu, and I am Ben Shi's father."

"Are you here for revenge?" Zuo Wu asked.

"No, I... I just want to get my son's head back."

Zuo Wu hissed and took a breath, it seemed that Ben Shi's head was placed under his bed, completely forgetting about it.

(End of this chapter)