Chapter 74: Hungry, build group, game on.

061 circled Xiaochi Chi's shoulders, his long legs seemingly circling at random, and then he circled Xiaochi Chi into his territory.

Xiaochi Chi did not have any reactions, so she naturally snuggled up in Lu Bu's arms with the thermostat system turned on, and felt quite comfortable.

061 heart is full of warmth, secretly take chin rubbing his hair, thought, so the hug is such a feeling.

Of course Xiaochi Chi could sense Lu Bu's small movements. He said to 061, "Is Lu Bu so smart."

061 discreetly hid the laughter in his words, "I made a little modification."

Xiaochi Chi thought, no wonder.

He then joined Lu Bu to watch others fight.

Zuoshan Ji study, one person and one machine to watch the fun, a clear division of labor.

In the summer training when Zuoshan Ji was still alive, Zuoshan Ji couldn't make it because Yanchao Zhan was bored with school life, so he took advantage of the summer vacation to take Zuoshan Ji out for a camping trip.

Xiaochi Chi was stunned to see his name on the list of Scar's summer training, as he was a man of little ambition himself.

But he quickly let it go and signed his name on the confirmation list that was passed around, then handed it to Qian Luo while he took a box of pocky, refilling his class notes and popping the vanilla-coated crunchy cookies into his mouth to fuel up for the mecha training.

Ka, ka.

His gaze dropped to the paper, each bite slow but regular, biting each pocky into a regular ten sections.

061: "......"

He discovered a long time ago that Xiaochi Chi's manner of eating is very difficult to describe.

...... Although it is completely pleasing to the eye, but there is always a kind of unbearable feeling to see more.

Xiaochi Chi's grooming has attracted a lot of attention.

The young man bit into a cookie, cold temperament and the old Zuoshan Ji is not very different, but more difficult to approach some.

Even if Yanchao Zhan was expelled from his world and he was left alone, he was still very comfortable, and I must say that his look was extraordinarily attractive, and there was nothing wrong with it, but it made the heart sway.

Zuoshan Ji was a little uneasy: "Mr. Chi, they're still looking at me."

Xiaochi Chi put a pocky on his fingertips, pretending to smoke, without looking up: "This is nothing, there will be more people to see you later. With me, get used to it as soon as possible."

Xiaochi Chi has long since quit smoking, although he has retained the habit of clamping his cigarettes.

When it comes to quitting smoking, there is one more interesting thing.

When Xiaochi Chi was still a star, some of his rivals used marketing numbers to expose photos of him smoking and drinking in a bar, and raised it to a moral level to criticize it, saying that a young star like Xiaochi Chi has a large number of teenage fans and smoking openly will have a bad social impact, and so on.

After the story broke, the man expected a round of discussion, but unexpectedly, except for a very few Xiaochi Chi's hardcore black, the message is confused:

"Is he just smoking?"

"Isn't he on - drugs?"

Xiaochi Chi had just acted in two drug-related movies in a row, one as a punk kid suffering from AIDS, who made the transition from pretend misanthropy to real survival, and the other as a drug-dealing punk, who is a secret agent who will be sacrificed at any time by his superiors, struggling for his family in the drug den.

Xiaochi Chi played both roles so well that she was pulled by an older woman on the street, telling Xiaochi Chi to stay away from drugs and to cherish her life.

Marketing number to do the article failed, but instead was hung up and ridiculed a pass.

Xiaochi Chi was also quick to comment.

He asked honestly under the tweet where the marketing number accused him, "So what am I supposed to be doing at the bar, drinking baby shakes?"

The marketing number stiffened and shot back, "Do you know how bad an influence you're causing. You make teenagers think smoking is a cool thing to do."

Xiaochi Chi posted a picture of a lung cancer patient's shadowed lungs: "So you're doing a quit smoking campaign. Then why not use this one."

As the marketing number was dumbfounded, Xiaochi Chi followed up with another entry: "Said he lit up another one."

Marketing number: "......"

That marketing number angrily tweeted to announce that it had not seen such arrogant stars who knew their mistakes but did not change.

When Xiaochi Chi rushed to reply, he found himself blacked out.

He also wanted to take a small number to go, but the result was pulled away by Lucas, saying you still have notices, do not play.

In the first world, 061 had asked him, "When did you start smoking?"

Xiaochi Chi thought about it, "High school, I guess."

061: "Smoking so early? From whom did you learn?"

"I learned it on my own." Xiaochi Chi said, "There's something on my mind. And cigarettes are cheaper than alcohol."

Thinking of the past, and then look at the current Xiaochi Chi with pocky, 061 some relief.

Although Xiaochi Chi is very good at making fun of himself, Xiaochi Chi is happier now.

Soon, summer came, and there were still six or seven days before the "scar" summer training, Xiaochi Chi took Zuoshan Ji's younger siblings out for hiking and swimming, and spent these days playing.

He is now also the one who has an entry.

Since learning of his exceptional mental strength, Qian Luo's interest in his □ is much higher than his interest in his soul, staring at him with unbridled enthusiasm, more than once proposed to him that he would like him to cooperate with him in some experiments, never involving human experimentation, at most blood collection.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Can I say no?"

Qian Luo said, "My love and my interest, you can only reject the same."

Xiaochi Chi let out a small sigh, "Well, I choose your love."

Qian Luo : "......"

Later, she forced Xiaochi Chi to choose the latter with a handsome salary.

Thanks to Xiaochi Chi's lust, my sister-in-law bought new clothes and sat in a nice restaurant the night before Xiaochi Chi was due to leave for summer training.

Xiaochi Chi chose the private room and ordered a lot of meat according to Zuoshan Ji's instructions.

He asked, "Not even a little bit of veggies?"

Zuoshan Ji said, "Not even a little bit of vegetarian."

The most common food for children growing up in the slums is the food handed out by the government, a small compressed matter, can take a large pot boiled out a whole pot of toothpaste-like food paste, seemingly rich in content, but half of the meat is missing, only to meet the most basic satiety needs.

The fourth sister, who did not have the money to buy snacks, had taken cold medicine as sugar beans in order to taste something sweet and stuffed it into her mouth, cherishing the outside layer of sugar coating by sucking it off.

In the past, Yanchao Zhan bought a house for them to settle down, but did not pay extra attention to their food and living, and Zuoshan Ji, as a human animal, did not have any salary to get, and the food and clothes were all owned by the Zhan family, so Zuoshan Ji had no right to tamper with them, and could only bring some food he saved to them during his monthly half-day family leave.

He did not dare to ask too much of Yanchao Zhan because he was concerned about his status.

The good thing is that Xiaochi Chi has never been one to worry about anything.

Anyone he cares about has to be well off to get by.

Four children with thin arms and legs, looking at a table of meat, no one dares to move, each pinching and twisting the corners of their clothes, always feel that the plate in front of them and they have nothing to do with the same.

The fourth sister, who has the best relationship with Zuoshan Ji, timidly asked, "Second brother, can we eat it. Can we really eat this."

Xiaochi Chi gave her a piece of roast pork in her bowl and a chicken leg from the roast chicken that was cooked so well that the bones were crispy when touched, and put it on Xiaochi's plate.

He said, "Eat."

The younger siblings have already been dizzy from the aroma, each one treating this as a dream, and simply chewed boldly. The youngest brother was the last to move his chopsticks and ate most happily, hooking the meat with fragrant oil gravy without chewing much, was swallowed, with a small puppy-like whine in his throat.

Zuoshan Ji whispered to Xiaochi Chi : "Mr. Chi, will you give Xiaochi a chicken wing."

Xiaochi Chi didn't ask much and chucked the chicken wings over for him.

In the immediate aftermath of his parents' death, Zuoshan Ji went out during the day to try to sell himself, and at night he brought back whatever he could scavenge that had anything to do with food and bedding to house his four younger siblings who had to settle in the damp alleyways.

The threat of death drives people crazy. With no adults left in the Ji family, the original house is invaded by a few strangers with the plague, driving them out, and they cower in a cold alley corner, suspecting that the virus may have begun to spread in their bodies.

The youngest brother and the fifth brother, who still did not know what to do, cried and said they were hungry and their stomachs were burning, so much so that Zuoshan Ji wanted to chop off one of his arms and roast it so they could have a nice meal.

However, in this eventful season, food shortage, even if he really beheaded his own arm, the result will be looted and gone.

The third sister held the fifth brother and the fourth sister held the little brother, each coaxing the other, but both looking blearily at Zuoshan Ji.

Zuoshan Ji tucked the scrap newspaper tighter, let the five people lean closer and said, "All bear with me, when my brother becomes the strongest Alpha in the future, I will treat you to meat."

Fifth brother stopped crying and choked and whispered, "Then, then, I don't want to eat any vegetarian food. Don't eat grass, don't eat acacia leaves."

Zuoshan Ji's eyes burned: "Good, brother set a table of meat for you, cook a big pot of white rice, white rice stained with oil, shiny. And a chicken and a fish, I've heard of some fish, no long bones, just a big straight thorn, carry the tail and stroke off the tender flesh and dip it in the soup cooked with mushrooms and tofu, very salty and fresh."

The fourth sister was leisurely enthralled: "Then, second brother, I want a chicken wing."

The third sister's mouth also flooded with saliva: "I want to eat that fish."

Zuoshan Ji smiled and nodded, then asked his fifth and youngest brother, "What do you all want to eat?"

Gradually, the siblings' voices each got lower and smaller, and the little snores that rose and fell around Zuoshan Ji rang out, a little sweet and full of hope.

The fourth sister was the last to sleep.

Between drowsiness, the little one pressed his slightly feverish face on Zuoshan Ji's arm and said in a small voice, "Second brother, I know, you're lying to Little Five and Little Six."

Zuoshan Ji stiffened.

The fourth sister reached up and gathered the newspaper on her little brother upwards: "But I won't tell them. Second brother, you work too hard, too tired, my heart hurts you."

After the five-year-old finished, he drifted off to sleep, leaving eight-year-old Zuoshan Ji to grit his teeth and fight back tears.

Nestled in the alley, Zuoshan Ji did not dare to sleep for fear that someone passing by would see his siblings, get the wrong idea and steal one of them to sell. If that were the case, he would definitely go crazy

Zuoshan Ji leaned against the wall, shivering, his lips opened and closed, but he could only say one thing:

I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you guys, I'm not capable.

On that night, Zuoshan Ji made a grand wish that when he grew up, he would let his younger siblings live a life where they could eat meat every day.

In his previous life, he got this wish after becoming the Omega of Yanchao Zhan.

But the painful lesson he learned was that one cannot pin one's wishes on anyone.

Xiaochi Chi pulls the large deep-bellied plate with the two breaded crabs in front of her and picks up the tongs and knife, intending to peel off the crab meat for her siblings.

He waited a while with the pliers in his hand.

Zuoshan Ji came out of his memories and called, "Mr. Chi?"

Xiaochi Chi : "Don't Mr. Chi, come and knock this crab out."

Zuoshan Ji : "......"

Xiaochi Chi : "......"

Confirmed that it is the person who will not eat crab.

Xiaochi Chi took his pincers and tapped the edge of the crab shell: "Try to shatter the shell with your mental power?"

Zuoshan Ji rolls up his sleeves: "Good."

061 a little crying and laughing, a light sigh said: "...... is me, do not be afraid."

Xiaochi Chi just feel familiar with the words, then feel a pair of warm hands caught wrist, gently squeezed, also do not know if 061 is deliberate, touch the slender fingers just against his numb tendons, tingling sensation Xiaochi Chi can not help but lightly breathe.

061 A pleasant voice is in your ear, "Bread crab is actually already very good to peel, as long as you find the trick ......"

He had Xiaochi Chi hold the knife and pincers and cut along the central spine, and with one deft move, the crab body immediately split in half, revealing a large slice of snow-white crab meat and overflowing crab yolk, making two veritable cans of crab meat.

"Don't use your teeth to bite. Bread crabs have very hard shells, use pliers to remove the pincers and pry them open ......"

With his slow, deliberate words, the hard lid of the crab pincers lifted off.

061 patiently picked off a spoonful of crab meat with chopsticks, dipped it in the vinegar sauce, repeatedly dipped it twice, but did not put it into anyone's bowl, but brought it to Xiaochi Chi's mouth as a matter of course.

He said, "The first bite is yours."

061 speak gently, like a cup of warm lemon honey water, soaked people's hearts slightly tight hair sweet, however, once tough up, is also impossible to refuse.

Xiaochi Chi's reactions to 061 had diminished over time, but the moment he was held in his hand, the familiar touch reminded him of Feihong Dong from the previous world.

But he immediately dismissed the idea and refused to even think about it any more.

He can't have hope in this matter. ...... Only not in this matter.

...... Didn't you get screwed enough last time.

Seeing Xiaochi Chi eat the crab meat, 061 also spread his hands and turned back into his body.

He unconsciously rubbed his thumb lightly against his burning palm, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Would he have treated the host this way before?

From his limited memory, he treated the ninth and tenth hosts with courtesy, not to mention peeling crabs and mangosteens, and even when the hosts encountered difficulties, he only gave verbal guidance, and he rarely even had the concept of "stepping in to help".

But before he could think of an answer, a faint, light smile hung at the corners of his mouth first.

...... He was not holding Zuoshan Ji's hand, but was in direct contact with Xiaochi Chi's spiritual energy.

The perception of spiritual energy is much sharper than ordinary physical senses, which is why that touch caused Xiaochi Chi's reaction.

His wrists are a little thinner than Zuoshan Ji's, so he can be held loosely in his hands without much effort, and 061 can't even resist the urge to feed him a few more mouthfuls.

Xiaochi Chi unnaturally touched his wrist until the touch of skin that remained on it disappeared and the tightness was slightly reduced.

He cut up another crab as he had done, and gave the four cut-ups, full of meat and yellow, to his siblings, and took two legs for himself and ate them slowly.

The four elves have now eaten their bellies round, but still have a craving.

The third sister is discussing with the fifth brother whether to take the leftover crab meat back to the noodles or stewed eggs.

Only the fourth sister stole eyes to look at the second brother, dark shiny eyes are relieved.

She felt that her brother was not quite the same as before.

In the past, my brother came home and kept saying that he was doing well in the young master's house surnamed Zhan, with food and clothes, and new mechs to drive, but Xiao Si always felt that my brother was not as happy as he showed.

Maybe if he left that man and stayed with Sister Qian Luo, he could have a better life.

And at this time in the exhibition house.

Yanchao Zhan had no appetite at all when faced with a table of good chicken and fish dishes.

Yanling Zhan tapped his fork on his glass and raised his glass of red wine in greeting, while Yanchao Zhan did not lift his glass.

He looked at the empty side and then at the full rice bowl, his heart was sour and hard to say.

In the old days, if he had leftovers, Zuoshan Ji would always take them in silence.

Yanchao Zhan is particularly fond of teasing him, "You like my food that much?"

Zuoshan Ji buried his head and ate two bites, whispering, "It's a waste not to eat."

Father Zhan has always doted on Yanchao Zhan and would never accuse him of being wasteful, and Yanling Zhan only shook his head disapprovingly when he saw him wasting food.

How come the one who will take over his rice bowl hasn't come home yet ......

Yanling Zhan did not discipline her brother at the dinner table, but only added a slight reminder at dessert time: "I suggest that in a state of mind like yours, it is best not to go to tomorrow's ......"

Yanchao Zhan interrupted him, "I'm going."

Zuoshan Ji will go, how can he let Zuoshan Ji and Qian Luo alone together?

Seeing his brother's lost look, Yanling Zhan wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Yanling Zhan does not want to control his younger brother, but he and his younger brother are too different in age, and his mother died tragically because she gave birth to Yanchao Zhan, so it is difficult for him to have a good feeling for his younger brother since he was a child.

Yanchao Zhan lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands and smiled happily.

Despite not liking his brother much, Yanling Zhan has to admit that he is a beauty, with a sweet smile that is straightforward to the heart.

Yanchao Zhan ran to the kitchen, "Quickly, quickly, make some new dishes, the more delicate the better, and pack them when you're done."

Yanling Zhan was helpless: "What are you thinking again?"

Yanchao Zhan's eyebrows fluttered: "I'm going to send delicious food to Zuoshan Ji's younger siblings!"

Yanling Zhan : "......"

He didn't say anything.

He probably knows more about Zuoshan Ji now than Yanchao Zhan, but it might not be a bad thing to let this brother of his hit a wall.

Yanchao Zhan, who was driving an electromagnetic car, came to the hut he had purchased for Zuoshan Ji's siblings, but did not see any lights on inside.

In this kind of place to drive into an electromagnetic car is really eye-catching, many children hiding in the shadows can not help but curious, after he got out of the car to sneak to touch the body.

He couldn't be bothered to reprimand them, so he took the lunchbox in his hand, straightened his little tie, and walked towards the house.

It is reasonable to say that Zuoshan Ji, who is so family-oriented, is going to "scar" tomorrow and must come back to see his siblings.

Yanchao Zhan was a little hungry when he thought he would see Zuoshan Ji later.

Yanchao Zhan certainly will not know what is called "do not enter", the house is he bought, he naturally has the key, not to squat outside to feed mosquitoes.

He pulled out his keys and opened the door.

The house is dark, he touched the wall, after rubbing a hand of gray wall dust, finally touched an electric light rope.

He pulled hard with hope -

He was greeted by an empty room.

There are no tables and chairs, no popularity, only a side of a bed made of bricks.

Yanchao Zhan's heart was also empty.

He circled the room, and circled again, bewildered, wondering where it had gone.

He looked around and found a small envelope sitting on the edge of the bed.

Yanchao Zhan picked it up and poured it down, and five small keys jumped out of the ding zero dangling.

He reluctantly poured down again, and reached out and pulled out, and found that in addition to the five keys inside, there were indeed no longer just words.

Yanchao Zhan is even more bewildered.

He was not angry, perhaps because there was nothing here for him to smash.

He put the lunch box on the bed and sat up after it without dusting himself.

Yanchao Zhan sat for a while and thought, "I can't take the lunch box back and let my big brother see the joke.

So he opened the lunch box, took out all the food, set up a bed, mouthfuls of food into his mouth, quite a bit of hunger.

But things turn uniformly bitter in the mouth.

He held his rice bowl and tears fell from his eyes.

Obviously he was so good to me before, why is it suddenly not good anymore.

Before the official start of "Scar" summer training, Qian Luo finally confirmed that Zuoshan Ji's mental power was at least 2S level according to the national standard, and with a little training, a breakthrough to 3S was just around the corner.

As for the natural energy in his body is also far beyond the normal value, if he wants, he can transform into Alpha at any time.

Qian Luo exclaimed, "You are a treasure."

And his reputation as a treasure has indeed become famous outside.

The "scar" summer training is to break up all registered students, scattered in four meeting points, first assembled for a day, to complete the registration sign-up, and after the completion of the sign-up each group members clear the departure point, in accordance with the requirements, the next day between 0:00 to 6:00 scattered into the training field.

Students from other schools point and poke at Zuoshan Ji at the pre-game meeting point.

"That's the little white guy that did away with a mech."

"The one that drives the trainer?"

"It should be."

"You stop it, the training machine hit the dedicated machine and scrap the dedicated machine?"

"...... I didn't say it was true, it's just a rumor, a rumor."

"But it's really good-looking. White and thin, with a nice waist."

"Ha, you fancy people?"

They didn't see his feat of tearing the mech apart with their own eyes, nor did they know about the mental strength test, so Zuoshan Ji was just a talking point for them.

Yanling Zhan announced the rules, as in previous years, no items other than mechs are allowed to be carried, and every four people at each rendezvous point will form a team on their own and act collectively. If they encounter danger that cannot be solved, they can send a distress signal and the base will send someone to rescue them.

The first ten to successfully arrive at the base will be rewarded, while the first place will receive a high-precision army-grade mech.

Xiaochi Chi's heart moved slightly when he heard that word for quantity, but he didn't say anything.

Xiaochi Chi looked at his Lu Bu and thought how to look at it, and after a little thought decided to take the second, if not, take the first and then let them discount.

Yanchao Zhan, who was in the crowd, heard the announcement that he could form a team, and then came back to his senses and pushed his way to Zuoshan Ji's side.

But Qian Luo, who was close to the water, took him by the shoulders: "Let's go together?"

Xiaochi Chi nodded of course.

Yanchao Zhan is getting more and more anxious and rudely plucked away from the crowd.

Who thought that when he was only five or six steps away, two people wearing his school uniform reached Xiaochi Chi first: "This one, come with us as a group?"