I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

Holding the music score, Xing raised his hand like a model student.

"..."

Compared with Qiong, who is suspected to be 'wise but foolish', Dan Heng can conclude with certainty that his other half Xing is stupid and retarded!

Well, Xing is actually a pretty quick learner.

Even when studying, his little eyes would drift towards Xiluwa's black stockings from time to time, and Danheng couldn't bear to watch his actions of drooling secretly.

If Qiong hadn't stopped Xing, the latter would have almost pounced on him several times.

Overall, Qiong is less worrying than Xing, and Dan Heng feels somewhat relieved.

Night falls.

The host, Shiluwa, treated us to dinner at a small restaurant next to the perpetual motion machine house. We ordered a table of Beloberg's home-cooked dishes and specialties.

Even if it was to celebrate the formation of the Crychic band and to entertain new friends, regardless of whether Qiong was just thinking about it on a whim, it was Shiluwa's own idea to hold a concert.

As a guest who came from afar, Qiong was able to get all her friends to play rock music with her. No matter how you look at it, she should express her gratitude.

At the dinner table, everyone was chatting and laughing.

Little Sanyue waved her hands lively and described her past pioneering experiences in vivid detail. Danheng would add to her story from time to time and occasionally sabotage her.

The ups and downs of the adventure made Shiluwa's eyes shine and she was fascinated.

She had imagined the world outside of Beloberg, but she never imagined that the outside world was so colorful!

"Qiong, what is that little iron box you always hold in your hands?"

Shiluwa has been curious for a long time.

That magical little box could not only make sounds, but also detect almost all problems. Through that little box, she heard several rock songs that could be called classics.

"This thing is called a mobile phone... It is the heart of the inhabitants of interstellar civilization. Many people will die without it."

Yalilo was once a famous tourist star in the interstellar space, but due to various reasons, it was cut off from the outside world for seven hundred years. Today's technology tree is a bit... no, it is very deformed.

There are no communication equipment, but there are automatic robots.

"Ah? Is it something so important?"

"Shiluwa, don't listen to his nonsense."

March Seventh glared at Qiong angrily, and then gave Xiluwa the correct scientific knowledge.

Qiong smiled and said, "I'll give you one in a couple of days. That way, no matter where you are, you can always contact us."

The nameless guests all have more than one spare phone. Before leaving the Black Tower Space Station, Qiong bought a lot of them online, as well as a bunch of electronic devices that he used but didn't use, using the money the rich woman gave him to support the Black Tower.

"Thank you so much!"

Xiluwa was overjoyed, then thought for a moment: "Such a valuable gift, I need to think about how to return it."

"Don't bother too much, Yalilo's specialties will do."

"Specialties? How come I didn't know we have specialties here?"

Qiong's answer made Xiluwa a little confused.

Yalilo is on the verge of doomsday, and the combined population of the upper and lower urban areas of Beloberg is only over a million. What special products can it have that would make Qiong, an outsider, covet them?

"That's it."

Facing those icy blue eyes, Qiong explained seriously, "I know you guys are the most abundant in black silk here, and I've always wanted to taste it."

With a shy smile, Qiong pointed at Shiluwa's legs and said, "If possible, could you give me the pair of black stockings you are wearing?"

The request was so abrupt that it was enough to shock others.

"Hey! What are you talking about in broad daylight?"

Wearing an expression that said, "I didn't expect you to be such a pervert," March Seven's face was filled with warnings, "No sugar-coating to deceive uncivilized girls!"

Xing's face was filled with astonishment, and then he became furious: "Okay, Qiong, you bastard!"

"To stop me from opening the black silk treasure chest, I didn't expect you to use such a despicable and shameless method!"

broken!

It’s so bad!

With the idea of getting a cell phone from Qiong if it breaks, Xing doesn’t have any stock of cell phones at all. She doesn’t even have a spare one!

Not quite understanding what Sanyueqi and Xing were talking about, Xiluwa had a helpless expression:

"Warm pants? What kind of specialty is that?"

If you think about it carefully, it does seem to be possible. Perhaps other planets with normal temperatures don’t have this kind of thermal pants?

Thinking of this, Shiluwa couldn't help but smile. It seemed that Yalilo was not useless in the outside world.

"I can buy you a new pair if you need."

"No, no, no, I just want the pair you're wearing. They're very important to me!"

Qiong looked at Shiluwa with extremely sincere eyes and said seriously.

Not all milk is called Truensu, and not every pair of black stockings is a treasure chest.

"Ah... ah?"

Shiluwa was a little surprised.

She brought people to form a rock band with her and gave her such an expensive gift as a mobile phone. Xiluwa had a very high impression of Qiong, so of course she would not be stingy with just a few warm pants.

She had never heard of giving used clothes as gifts. Could this be alien culture?

Considering that this was most likely the alien way of expressing friendship, Shiluwa hesitated for a while, but finally agreed.

"If you want so, you can."

"Great! It's settled then! Please keep it on until you give it to me!"

The main reason is that I'm afraid that if Shiluwa takes it off, the treasure chest will be taken away.

The gray-haired young man put his hands together and begged for help. Shiluwa: "..."

"Ok."

She nodded with a wonderful expression.

Alien culture is really strange.

March Seven slapped her face with her little hands. Seeing Xing's reaction, she remembered that Xiluwa's stockings were the treasure chest that triggered Xingqiong's illness.

Even so, hearing Qiong say such words so openly, March 7 still felt it was perverted!

The pair of stockings was the point of incision, and she didn't think she could stop Xing and Qiong. Before they did something more perverted, it seemed possible to use this exchange method to resolve Xiluwa's hidden risk.

"No! Damn you, Qiong cub!"

Xing pounded her two little hands heavily on the ground, her expression sad as if she was watching Ximen Qing taking away Jinlian's Dalang, her sadness flowing like a river.

The black silk treasure chest was reserved by the hateful Qiongzi using despicable means!

Those are my crystals! My crystals!

PS:

63

Chapter 63: Unlike me, I really feel sorry for Jiejie!

Night falls.

Beloberg, which is on the verge of doom, has lost its neon-lit nightlife, and the entire city has fallen into a quiet atmosphere.

Except for a few twinkling lights, there is only the dim starlight of the night sky.

After a whole day of communication, with the help of Shiluwa, everyone has already understood the local culture almost completely. The only thing left to become a citizen of Beloberg is to go to the Ministry of Government Affairs to draw a number.

After showing off the local delicacies and drinking to their heart's content, the pioneering team happily waved goodbye to Shiluwa.

We chatted and laughed all the way back to the Goethe Hotel.

Given Beloberg's conditions, wine is undoubtedly a luxury item. Alcohol is considered a medical resource, and what everyone drinks is just a beverage. Considering the taste and production method, it can be considered as cola.

In a city where it's winter all year round, taking a sip of ice-cold cola in the freezing cold weather, the coolness instantly seeps into your whole body. The feeling is so refreshing that it can't be described with just one word ~!

It’s just that the Beloberg people seem to prefer drinking it at room temperature.

"Hey, studying feels like it's five or six times slower than playing around!"

Trying hard to hold the new knowledge in her mind so that it wouldn't fly away, March Seven's sweet voice revealed a hint of emotion. She soon raised her little head with an expression that said, "I've worked so hard, I have to reward myself."

"Let's take a nice hot bath and have a good sleep~!"

The warm underground lights and the aroma of tea in the air made her feel safe and secure. She could no longer suppress her desire to embrace the soft bed of the hotel!

"Where's the trash can battle?"

Xing pouted and mumbled reluctantly, like a child whose parents promised to let him watch cartoons for two hours before going to bed, but ended up breaking the promise.

“I didn’t even agree on that!”

As if he remembered the scene of the trash can battle, March 7 shuddered all over and complained in horror.

"The meeting with the Grand Guardian may be tomorrow. I'm going to rest first."

Without paying any attention to Xing's suggestion, Dan Heng just said something lightly and wandered back to his room like a lonely ghost.

It was obvious that his nerves were really tortured by the Husky and Samoyed, as well as the pressure from Qiong from time to time.

Compared to when he set out, his dull face looked noticeably more haggard, and his inner fatigue was as thick as the ice and snow outside the city.

"Good night, everyone~"

With a smile as healing as that of a little animal, Bai Xi waved and turned back to his room.

She pulled out a cell phone from her skirt pocket, which had a flying quantum blue butterfly on the back. The cell phones in this world were much more powerful than she had imagined.

In the case of frequent use, the phone only needs to be charged once every few months. The color and pattern of the phone case can be freely set and changed, and it also has functions such as iris control and brain wave control.

It's just that Bai Xi is not very good at electronic equipment. She is not as proficient in advanced operations as her 'self in the parallel world'. She is used to using the old-fashioned button operation method.

I wanted to check the time, but when I turned on the screen, the first unread message that popped up was from [Silver Wolf Sister].

Although most of the evening game time was spent playing with the 'self in the parallel world' and Sister Silver Wolf, Bai Xi and Silver Wolf also had quite a bit of communication.

Whether it's his love of playing games or his almost identical appearance, when facing the Silver Wolf, Bai Xi will inevitably think of Sister Bronya, and then he can't help but want to communicate and talk to her.

The message was asking about her keyboard learning progress. Bai Xi suddenly felt cared for by her sister Bronya. The corners of her lips raised to reveal a smile, and she typed a reply seriously.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk. 】

The unity allowed Xier to clearly feel the emotions in the girl's heart at the moment, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Sister Silver Wolf, Sister Silver Wolf, Bai Xi is obviously using you as a substitute meal!

Bai Xi is somewhat disrespectful to Silver Wolf by doing this!

Unlike me, I would really feel sorry for Jie~Jie~!

Just when Xier was lamenting that the world was going downhill and meal replacement literature was prevalent, and even Bai Xi was not immune to it, a soft and sticky voice sounded in her mind channel.

[What happened to me in the parallel world? ]

Bai Xi could also sense the strange emotions rising in Xier's heart at this moment.

[Ahem, nothing much, just thinking about Sister Silver Wolf.]

Xier reduced the spiritual connection between Bai Xi and her, preventing her from realizing that she was eating "meal replacements" and protecting the child's innocent and tender mind.

[Oh, then... the me in the parallel world, do I need to wash up? ]

After sending a message saying 'Xier is going to take a shower, good night, Sister Silver Wolf~', Bai Xi put her phone aside.

Relaxing her body, the girl sat in a duck position on the bed, her knees wrapped in white silk stockings looking slightly red under the light.

She has no control over her body, and even if she wants to return it to her parallel world self, she cannot do it. Whether it is "using" or "returning" it is all under Xier's unilateral control.

Taking a shower before bed is a habit of my "parallel self". I believe that only by thoroughly cleaning every corner of my body can I wash away all fatigue and greet the next day full of energy!

Although no matter how you look at it, Xier's way of bathing is a bit too meticulous, so meticulous that Bai Xi didn't dare to open her eyes at first, and would explode if she just looked at it!