Star Dome Railway: Don't curse me with your crow's mouth!

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"Think about it, you have nothing." Xing stood up, carrying a baseball bat, "Let's go pick up trash."

Cheng Che: ...

Cheng Che sat on the ground, looked up at the girl's golden eyes, and said seriously: "I still have something long."

Chapter 9 I don't feel anything.

Cheng Che was driven back to the train group, probably because he felt that the buttocks that smashed the train could not be buried in the planting room.

Xing helped Cheng Che carry the scrapped doll back, removed its arms and legs, filled them with nutrient soil, and planted green onions, coriander, and garlic.

"Is this why you want a doll?" The gray-haired girl looked at the strange scene in front of her and couldn't help asking, "Can't you just move two pots from the planting room?"

If that doesn’t work...what about removing the lids of the two trash cans?

"Utilizing waste." Cheng Che sighed slightly, lowered his head and pressed a garlic into Heita's hand.

There are many things puppets can do.

But a scrapped headless doll...

Xing hummed in an ambiguous tone and turned to leave. "The train has been repaired and should be leaving soon."

Hearing this, Cheng Che nodded.

The train that was smashed by his butt has been repaired, but unfortunately, many people on the train and the space station inexplicably got stye, and each of them was a person who coveted his butt.

Cheng Che took a pen, sat on the sofa in the corridor and listed the current situation one by one.

First, he has nothing, but he also has some strengths.

Second, curse the system and curse that I will lose my wife.

Third, the only thing that can be considered a golden finger is this mouthful of milk that is becoming more and more poisonous.

Fourth, a system that can rummage through trash cans but is completely cold is not serious.

Too indecent!

Cheng Che put down his pen and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

The universe is dazzling and fascinating, and the changes in nebulae are beyond the imagination of humans who observe the sky from the bottom of a well, but he cannot find a familiar planet.

After a while, Cheng Che took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"The blessing system is not stable even after death?"

"Can't you just fake a corpse?"

"Really? It doesn't work anymore?"

"Okay... Relying on the system is worse than expecting a trash can to hit you on the head."

"boom--"

With a loud bang, Cheng Che opened his eyes. There was a little hairy thing the size of a fist on his head, and there was a mosaic on the table in front of him.

Cheng Che: ...

Change your name to Silence.

It really does silence people.

The trash can can actually fall on your forehead.

"Your trash can."

Dan Heng stood in front of Cheng Che with an expressionless face covered with stye and pimples, and threw two sacks to him. "The train will leave soon, you can go to the observation car."

As he said this, Dan Heng turned around and couldn't help but put his hand on the corner of his mouth.

It’s terrible. Cheng Che’s poison is really terrible.

He said half a sentence and looked at half a butt.

How to stay calm when you have stye and pimples?

"Are there some problems with you guys?" Cheng Che stuffed the not-so-serious sack into the house and followed Dan Heng's footsteps. "Why do you all like to say bad things about me, and..."

At this point, Cheng Che paused, and a bad guess emerged in his mind, "Is my butt attractive to you?"

Dan Heng:......

Maybe what is attractive is not the butt, but the butt that smashes through the train.

Which good guy sat on a train traveling through the universe and broke it down?

Cheng Che looked the man in front of him up and down, "Let me make it clear first, I'm a straight man."

I feel that traveling through time is also very dangerous and it is easy to be coveted.

Dan Heng:......

What are you talking to him about?!

Isn't he?!

……

In the observation car, Cheng Che sat on a chair, looking expressionlessly at the train set in front of him that was covered with needle holes.

Without exception!

Pam has stye!

Walter Yang pressed the ice towel in his hand to the corner of his eyes, his eyes full of despair.

Ji Zi, who was standing by, tilted her head back and put eye drops in her eyes, feeling that the upcoming pioneering journey might not be so wonderful, as no one could withstand the backstab from teammates.

"Can your curse be lifted?" San Yue Qi slumped in his chair with lifeless eyes. "I don't want my new partners to see me like this."

A pioneering journey! Making friends! Building a career!

How can you be so ugly when taking selfies! ?

"That's a blessing." Cheng Che had just learned a word and used it immediately, "But I've never tried the reverse blessing."

After the words fell, San Yue Qi stood up as if resurrected, "Then you try it."

"Try it."

After hearing several voices in succession, the train crew members who had seemed to have lost hope in life at the table became alert and their eyes lit up.

"No feeling." Cheng Che blinked, his face still stiff, "I really don't feel anything."

You have to find the feeling when doing mosaics, curse...

How can blessings come just as they are said?

"Give it a try..." San Yue Qi's eyes were filled with sorrow. He grabbed Cheng Che's sleeve and shook it, "Give it a try..."

Cheng Che lowered his head and met San Yueqi's gaze.

Hey!

What a huge entanglement!

试！

Must try!

"Bless my friends to lift the curse."

Cheng Che folded his hands in front of his chest, and a hint of peace appeared on his stiff face. "I wish my friends will not be troubled by the curse..."

"It's just a butt. Just watch it. It will only take two hours for the stye to heal."

"Bad words...anything you want."

……

Half an hour later, the peaceful and loving look in Cheng Che's eyes instantly disappeared, "No, I don't feel anything."

Entangled Fate: March 7th returned to a state of despair, hanging limply on Xing's body, "Good things don't work, but bad things do..."

Is this a blessing?

This is worse than a curse!

"Hey……"

Cheng Che didn't show any regret on his face, and sighed heavily, "Instead of hoping that I can lift the curse, it's better to hope that money will fall from the sky."

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked up and stared at the ceiling.

It should fall this time, right?!

"Ding Ding-"

The phone buzzed and Cheng Che lowered his head, "It really fell."

On the screen, a number named Esta sent a red envelope, followed by three emoticons of hands clasped together.

[Esther: Oh, I sent it to the wrong person. I wanted to stock up on some eye drops...]

[Esther: As a greeting gift, show your butt. ]

[Esther: …]

[Esther: Okay, I got another pimple. ]

[Esther: Too poisonous. Goodbye.]

Cheng Che opened the red envelope, and his dull eyes lit up in an instant, "Rich woman!"

富！