MTL - How to Feed an Abyss!-Chapter 13 Overlord Shi Yuan

Shi Yuan said: "Mr. Xia, I'm sorry, my friend won't let me go to the bar."

"Huh?" Xia Fang was extremely confused, "Your friend still cares about this? Could it be your boyfriend?"

"Probably not." Shi Yuan said.

He probably knows the way of getting along between human spouses, he and Lu Tinghan are not like that.

Moreover, Lu Tinghan never invited him to mate. He guessed that Lu Tinghan didn't want to do this.

"Then why does he care about you? It can't be because he has a crush on you." Xia Fang said, "Besides, you are not his property. He doesn't care what you want to do. Does it mean he doesn't like bars or what? Land?" He rubbed his chin, "If you want me to say, let's just go and look around for a while, you go back early, keep your mouth shut, and no one will know, right?"

"No, I won't go. You are right, I am not his property," Shi Yuan said, "He is mine."

Human beings are very strange creatures with complicated thoughts and intelligent minds, and they are more terrifying than any monsters. In this world, only Lu Tinghan is his own human being.

Xia Fang was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he said: "I didn't expect that what you got was the script of the boss! The title has not been given yet, and others have already robbed it!"

Shi Yuan didn't quite understand what Xia Fang was saying.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when he followed Xia Fang back to the theater.

Shi Yuan said, "Then I'll go back first?"

"Go." Xia Fang said, "I'm going to find someone to drink."

Shi Yuan said goodbye to him and got on the bus to go home.

The car wobbled, and he held the armrest tightly and looked out the window—it was still the orange-red sky, gray buildings, and teams of patrols with expressionless faces.

Unexpectedly, Lu Tinghan came back earlier than him today. Shi Yuan pushed open the door, and Lu Tinghan was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"I'm back." Shi Yuan said.

Lu Tinghan nodded slightly: "How are you doing today?"

"I did a lot of work, cleaned up the backstage, and posted advertisements, but the lines were not very good." Shi Yuan's tail began to wag.

"Well, keep working hard." Lu Tinghan turned a page of the book, and there were soft voices from beside him.

Then the pages of the book were blocked, replaced by Shi Yuan's dark eyes, his head moved closer, occupying all of Lu Tinghan's sight, and said, "Don't read the book, look at me quickly."

The abyss is something to gaze into!

After doing this, he couldn't finish reading the book. Lu Tinghan reached out and stroked his head. Shi Yuan curled up his tail on the sofa and flicked the tip of his tail happily: "Hululu, Huluhulu."

For the next hour, Lu Tinghan continued to read. Shi Yuan nestled next to him to read the script, and was patted on the head from time to time.

When the hour hand pointed to 6:30, Lu Tinghan put down the book: "Today I will cook by myself, you tell Charles what you want to eat."

"Who is Charles?" Shi Yuan asked.

Lu Tinghan pointed at the robot: "It."

"Oh—" Shi Yuan suddenly realized, "You are talking about broken copper."

"What is broken copper?"

Shi Yuan pointed to the two robots: "One is broken copper and the other is rotten iron."

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Shi Yuan said again: "I want to eat your cooking."

"My cooking skills are average." Lu Tinghan said, "I'm going to make tomato and egg noodles."

"I want to eat." Shi Yuan insisted.

So Lu Tinghan took the ingredients for two people. His kitchen has not been turned on for hundreds of years, the refrigerator is empty, the stove is cold, and a few good pots that have never been used are elegantly hung on the wall, which can be used as decorations. After Shi Yuan moved in, he ordered the logistics staff to prepare fresh vegetables and put them in the refrigerator.

When Lu Tinghan took out the tomato, Shi Yuan said, "I thought you couldn't cook."

Lu Tinghan said, "It's the level where you won't die if you eat it."

"That's not what I meant—you are an admiral, and you have many subordinates."

Lu Tinghan: "It's not like I was born an admiral. Besides, it's a basic life skill." He paused, "I used to be an abyss watcher, and sometimes I would cook by myself in the observation tower."

He spoke lightly, but Shi Yuan held his breath for an instant.

This was the first time he heard Lu Tinghan mention "Abyss".

But Lu Tinghan didn't continue the topic, nor did he mention that the No. 0 abyss he had guarded for ten years disappeared. He just went to get the noodles in the cabinet.

Shi Yuan was a little disappointed, but he knew he shouldn't have such expectations.

—Lu Tinghan is an enemy of Abyss.

The best way for them to get along is now, burying the secret carefully in the soil, watering it every day, hoping that it will rot completely and bloom a beautiful flower.

Shi Yuan helped wash the tomatoes, and then watched Lu Tinghan slice and chop the tomatoes into fine pieces. His hand with the knife is steady, quick and accurate, and it certainly is when he slices through the flesh of his enemies on the battlefield.

Shi Yuan didn't know how to do other things, so he followed Lu Tinghan around and began to observe his humans: Watch how Lu Tinghan beats the eggs, how to put salt, how to heat up the wok, and finally mixes the sautéed tomatoes and eggs together . He followed so closely that when Lu Tinghan turned around, he almost bumped into him three times.

Not only did he follow closely, but he also had many questions.

He asked, "Why do you scald the tomatoes in boiling water?"

"Why put so many chopped green onions?"

"When should the next article be placed?"

"How do you know it's ripe?"

There were a lot of questions like this, and Lu Tinghan answered him one by one, and finally when he asked: "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?", Lu Tinghan slapped him on the forehead.

This is not light nor heavy.

Shi Yuan touched his forehead: "Ah, why did you hit me?"

"Why are there so many questions in my head?" Lu Tinghan put the noodles in a bowl and brought them to the dining table, "Help you pop them out."

The two sat facing each other.

Shi Yuan took a bite of the noodles, but the taste was not as good as the ones he had at the "Rye Field Noodle Restaurant". The salt was a little too light, but the tomatoes and eggs were fried very fragrantly, and he quickly finished the whole bowl of noodles.

Lu Tinghan mentioned: "It's not convenient for me to reply to private messages when I'm working."

"Oh." Shi Yuan said, "Then can I continue to send you messages?"

"Yes." Lu Tinghan said.

After eating, Broken Copper and Rotten Iron cleaned up the dishes. Lu Tinghan sat back on the sofa again. He stopped reading, took out his sketchbook and charcoal pencils, crossed his legs, and drew something.

Shi Yuan had never seen Lu Tinghan in such a relaxed posture.

The Lu Tinghan he saw was tall and tight, even sitting with his back straight, unlike now, he was wearing home clothes with his cuffs rolled up, crossed his legs and painted casually, gray-blue eyes Look intently at the pen.

Shi Yuan leaned over to look, and the sketchbook showed a clear pool, reflecting the mountains, lifelike.

He doesn't know how to paint, he just thinks it looks good.

He nestled next to Lu Tinghan, continued to read the script, and asked after a while: "Can you listen to my lines? I practiced again today."

Lu Tinghan stopped writing: "Well, tell me."

Shi Yuan recited his lines with his new sense of ferocity.

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Lu Tinghan said: "Let's practice again."

Afterwards, Lu Tinghan drew sketches while listening to Shi Yuan's lines.

Shi Yuan: "Be my nourishment!"

Lu Tinghan finished drawing a plant of grass.

Shi Yuan: "This world is cruel! Traveler, you have disturbed the souls in the woods, and today is your death day!"

Lu Tinghan finished drawing two flowers.

Shi Yuan: "Under this forest is mud and human bones! Your blood will turn into beautiful red leaves, and you can never escape the forest!"

Lu Tinghan finished painting the continuous mountains and clouds.

Shi Yuan practiced back and forth, and finally asked Lu Tinghan: "Is it still not possible?"

Lu Tinghan: "It's not very good." It's no different from acting like a baby.

Shi Yuan was a little sad.

Lu Tinghan put the sketchbook aside and said, "You are not suitable for this role, you don't have that sinister and crazy feeling."

"Then what should I do?" Shi Yuan curled his tail.

Lu Tinghan thought for a while: "You can find your feelings in a different way. For example, forget about the setting and lines of the tree demon, and just assume that you are a monster."

Shi Yuan: "Oh..."

In fact, there is no need for "assumptions" at all.

"Let's assume I'm that 'traveler'." Lu Tinghan continued, "What would you say to me?"

Shi Yuan replied: "I will say, stay here quickly, help me untie the tail, and then touch my head."

Lu Tinghan: "You think of a more aggressive version."

Shi Yuan thought for a long time: "Untie the tail for me! I want to touch my head!"

"..." Lu Tinghan said, "Stop saying the words 'tail' and 'touching the head', and change to something else."

Shi Yuan: "..."

Shi Yuan: "Untie it! Touch it!"

Lu Tinghan's face was expressionless, but if he looked carefully, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

He said: "Shi Yuan, that's not the feeling. These are 'requests' and I have the right to refuse. But the feeling in the script is that you want to keep me in the forest forever. If I leave You will never find me again." He patted Shi Yuan's head, "The so-called villain is to achieve his goal regardless of everything."

Shi Yuan thought for a while, his tail froze in mid-air and did not move.

Like a sculpture.

Just when Lu Tinghan thought he was dead, Shi Yuan came over.

He said, "Let me infect you."

Lu Tinghan was taken aback.

Shi Yuan stared at him intently: "The world is cruel, human life is too short, it would be great if I could become a monster, I like you, let us live forever in the mud and bones."

He has a pair of black eyes, the pure black is like an abyss.

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Shi Yuan stepped back a little, looking forward to asking: "How is this time!"

"...All right." Lu Tinghan said, "Very good."

"Really!" Shi Yuan's eyes lit up, "But these lines are not in the script."

Lu Tinghan: "It's okay, just show it to the troupe, and you'll definitely pass."

Shi Yuan's tail began to sway in the air, happily.

After getting approval, he read the last point of the script and started to learn how to use a mobile phone.

Lu Tinghan continued to draw sketches, and Shi Yuan tried the content on the phone one by one, from the camera to listening to music software to small games, and asked Lu Tinghan what he didn't understand.

He was content that night with plenty of company and attention, the tip of his tail wagging in a pleasant rhythm.

When the curfew whistle sounded, Shi Yuan took a shower, still wearing Lu Tinghan's pajamas, loose and loose.

Lu Tinghan closed the sketchbook, and suddenly asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go to the bar today?"

"Because of that new friend." Shi Yuan said, "He said he can make money by drinking, so he can show me."

Lu Tinghan: "You are not short of money, don't go to that kind of place."

"Why? Isn't that kind of place bad?"

"You are easily deceived."

Shi Yuan couldn't refute Lu Tinghan, and he also knew that he was not very smart and couldn't tell lies. He said, "Well, then I won't go."

Just as Lu Tinghan was about to go upstairs, there were footsteps behind him. Shi Yuan hugged him from behind and asked, "Are you going to have nightmares tonight?"

Lu Tinghan: "No."

Decisive.

The absence of nightmares means that Lu Tinghan will not be able to do what Shi Yuan wished, and needs to hug him to sleep.

Shi Yuan invited again: "Then can I sleep with you? You can touch my tail, it feels very good."

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Lu Tinghan: "No."

Shi Yuan: "Your heart moved a little, didn't you?"

"No." Lu Tinghan denied it, "Good night, Shi Yuan."

Shi Yuan watched Lu Tinghan go upstairs, then went back to his bedroom and fell asleep with his tail in his arms.

He woke up at six o'clock the next day, and Lu Tinghan was not at home again.

Shi Yuan took a car to the Garcia Grand Theater and wanted to find Cheng Youwen and give him a performance with new lines.

Cheng Youwen was scratching his head, cursing and changing the script, and had no time to pay attention to him. Qin Luoluo and Wolfgang are interviewing other actors, and it is said that the person who will play "Savior" in the script has not yet been decided.

Shi Yuan can only go to Xia Fang first.

Xia Fang chased Tracy who was jumping up and down in the background: "Oh, my aunt, don't run away, I can't catch up—"

Tracy, wearing a black military cap and blue armbands around her shoulders, stands on a tall prop rack. She flicked her ears, with cat-like cunning in her eyes, and giggled: "Come and chase me, Lu Lu will never be chased by monsters!"

Half a sheet of paper was pasted on Xia Fang's back, and on the paper was written crookedly: [Big monster! 】

Xia Fang himself was ignorant of this.

"Don't run away, don't run away!" Xia Fang shouted, "Why are you so crazy! You're going to crash something later!"

Shi Yuan moved a small bench, sat by and watched them chase after each other, and finally understood that Tracy was playing Lu Tinghan, and Xia Fang was an infected creature.

Tracy ran wildly for a while, tired of running, and was grabbed by Xia Fang. Xia Fang said: "Grandma, miss, you are not in good health, don't run away - and you are pretending to be a land general, Cheng Youwen will definitely scold you for not learning well."

"Just scold me!" Tracy laughed, "He scolds me every day!" She laughed so hard that her whole body shook and she couldn't breathe, the tip of her nose and lips were blue and white.

—This is really unusual.

Thinking about it carefully, she was quite quiet before, how could she be so excited and active.

Xia Fang dragged her away, Shi Yuan was worried and followed her.

They went up to the second floor from the narrow stairs, and there was a small room at the end of the corridor, with pink wallpaper and a children's bed, white gauze curtains, a few puppet toys on the bedside, and the plush bear was gentle with its dark eyes. Staring at the visitor intently, Rainbow Little Flower raised a smiling face.

This is Tracy's room.

Xia Fang asked her to sit by the bed: "Grandma, please rest for a while, An Sheng's face is pale."

"I don't want it!" Tracy hugged the bear, "I still want to play games!"

"Didn't I play with you?" Xia Fang's head grew big, "How many times have you 'killed' me?"

Tracy's eyes rolled around, and she suddenly looked at Shi Yuan: "You are also a monster! I want to kill you too!"

Shi Yuan thought for a few seconds, then sat down on the ground: "Ah, I'm dead."

Tracy immediately smiled, and Xia Fang took the opportunity to wrap her under the quilt. Her face was pale, and after being amused, she soon fell into a deep sleep, and said in her mouth: "The land will kill all the monsters..."

Shi Yuan followed Xia Fang out.

Xia Fang closed the door and said, "I don't see that you are quite good at coaxing children." He sighed, "I'm going to the balcony to get some fresh air, do you want to come with me?"

They came to the balcony and leaned against the marble railing, looking at the criss-crossing streets.

Xia Fang took out a cigarette and lit it, and put it in his mouth: "She didn't scare you, did she?"

"No." Shi Yuan answered honestly.

"It's all about the sequelae of infection." Xia Fang bit her cigarette, slurring her words a little, "She was infected by cats, and sometimes she would be so nervous and start running wildly up and down—have you ever seen a cat running cool at night? ?”

Shi Yuan shook his head.

"Anyway, she just goes crazy from time to time. She is not in good health and always runs to the hospital. She stayed in the hospital for three months in the first half of the year. How can her body be able to withstand this madness? Look at her running, her lips It’s all in vain.” Xia Fang sighed, “It’s just pity on me, with such a small salary, I can only smoke the worst quality cigarettes, and I have to help look after the children.”

Shi Yuan hesitated for a moment: "The sequelae of infection are so serious?"

"Yeah, not everyone can be a mutant." Xia Fang said, "Look at Cheng Youwen, too. He is lame and can't even walk with his sheep's hooves. It's even worse in winter when he coughs every day. , It’s like coughing up all the lungs, I wouldn’t be surprised if he coughed himself to death one day.”

He glanced at Shi Yuan, and said, "There are really few people like you who have no sequelae. You are so lucky."

Shi Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Mr. Cheng doesn't like Lu Tinghan?"

"what?"

"You just said, 'You're pretending to be an admiral again, Cheng Youwen will definitely scold you for not learning well'."

"Oh, how do you remember it so clearly." Xia Fang flicked the cigarette ash, "He really doesn't like the general, and every time he hears his name, he will be scolded."

Shi Yuan: "Why?"

Xia Fang looked at him with heavy eyes, and suddenly asked: "You know General Lu used to be the watcher of the abyss, right?"