MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 163 163 163 163 163

Xie Zhenshu kept staring at people, and he felt guilty for staring at Su Heting. Su Heting looked eastward and westward, but didn't meet the officer's eyes, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, so he covered his face with a small lamp and said, "Just a short while."

Xie Zhenshu said: "A little while?"

Su Heting said with a smile: "Close your eyes and open your eyes to go out, it's just a short while."

Xie Zhenshu stared at him, unknowingly tightening his grip. Su Heting hissed, raised his wrist, and said, "Bite me and pinch me again, am I a steamed bun or a steamed bun?"

Xie Zhen wrote: "Baozi."

Su Heting said: "What?!"

Xie Zhenshu spelled out the words clearly: "Buns stuffed with sesame seeds."

Su Heting laughed: "Oh, you scolded me for being inconsistent with what I do and what I do is bad."

He can't be honest for long in front of Xie Zhenshu, and every time he is caught, he is very good at poking the limit of the officer with his tail. But Xie Zhenshu used to be able to hide, but now it's hard to say, just now Xie Zhenshu was the one who stuck his mouth with his thumb and kissed him until the tip of his tongue was numb and panting messily.

Su Heting originally wanted to put down the small lamp, but seeing Xie Zhenshu's expression, he silently moved the small lamp back. Fortunately, at this moment, Yindian suddenly came out from behind Xie Zhenshu, surrounded the two of them, and pushed them in another direction.

Su Heting said "Hey", turned his head, held up the small lamp, and asked Yindian: "Where are you going?"

Yindian couldn't speak, and only pushed the two of them into the depths of the ruins. After Su Heting went through what happened just now, he didn't dare to make too much of a fuss, so he ignited the small lamp with a lighter to let the blue flame clear the way. The flame jumped tens of meters, and soon stopped moving.

The front was hazy, Su Heting couldn't see clearly, only heard the officer say: "There is light."

Su Heting said: "Strange, Hephaestus just said that he would stay forever at night, so why did he slap himself in the face so quickly?"

The two of them walked up to the flame, and indeed some lights were scattered on the ground. At first, Su Heting thought it was a dot of immature consciousness, but when he squatted down to check, he couldn't help asking in surprise, "What is this?"

Xie Zhenshu also squatted down and saw a flower.

Su Heting supported the ground with one hand, turned his body, and looked at the flower. It is dark in color, with purple flowers on the top of its head, and two extremely plump leaves are raised from the place near the root, between the leaves is tightly biting a white and transparent fruit, which is the fruit that glows.

Xie Zhenshu pushes away the gravel under the flowers, revealing the flowing blue data underneath, which feed the flowers like a stream.

Su Heting said: "The data is mine, but I have never seen this kind of flower."

The flower bush he made for the silver point of consciousness will not bear strange fruit, nor is it this shape.

Xie Zhenshu touched the flower and leaves with his fingertips, and the flower vibrated and lifted the two leaves high, as if urging people to pick them quickly.

Su Heting said: "Since it is so enthusiastic, I will not be polite."

He reached out to pick off the small fruit among the leaves, and the flowers withered quickly, like thin sheets of paper blown by the wind, unsteadily burrowed into the ground, and disappeared in the blue data. The fruit is round and the size of a soybean lying in Su Heting's palm.

Su Heting lifted the fruit up, and put it between the two of them, at the same level as his eyes. He observed for a moment, sniffed.

Xie Zhenshu asked, "What's the smell?"

Su Heting hesitated for a while, and replied: "It doesn't smell or smell, just like smelling boiled water."

Now even Xie Zhenshu is strange.

Su Heting pinched the fruit again, and said, "It's super Q-bomb when squeezed, and it's quite decompressive, um... eh? There are numbers written in it."

Xie Zhenshu bowed his head and took a closer look. The skin of the fruit was white and there were numbers inside.

Su Heting read while turning the fruit: "0-5-8."

What is 058?

Xie Zhenshu turned around and plucked the fruit of another flower. He turned the fruit body, and there were numbers inside, this one was marked "056". He thought for a while and said, "It should be the serial number of these flowers."

Su Heting casually picked out a few flowers to look at, and sure enough each fruit had a number on it, from "023" to "071", arranged very neatly. He threw the fruits up, caught them easily, and said, "They grow on my data, so they must not have been made by Hephaestus. If it wasn't it and it wasn't me, then who else?"

They didn't have a clue for a while, but the silver dots were more lively than usual, whirring around their hands, coveting the fruit very much.

Seeing this, Su Heting raised his hands up, and the silver dots flew high, and he lowered his hands, and the silver dots also flew down. He repeated this, played for a while, and said: "Look at them flying around, looking very greedy, is this fruit edible?"

He was bold, and as soon as he finished speaking, he threw the fruit into his mouth. Xie Zhenshu didn't pay attention for a moment, and he swallowed the fruit whole.

Su Heting said: "It's tasteless to eat, hey, it seems a little cold in the stomach..."

Before he finished speaking, his upper body fell straight to Xie Zhenshu. Xie Zhenshu caught the man, and after two seconds, he still hadn't moved, the officer's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to turn him over to check.

Unexpectedly, Su Heting let out an "ah" and shouted: "You can't move, you can't move, you will have an attack if you move the poison."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Spit it out."

Su Heting said, "I've swallowed it all, and I can't spit it out anymore."

His voice was lazy, and there was no poisonous tension. Xie Zhenshu grabbed his back by the collar and said, "Su Heting!"

Su Heting knew something was wrong, so he quickly hugged Xie Zhenshu's arm and said, "I'm here, why are you angry? Don't...ah!"

He was picked up and turned over, face up, facing Xie Pillow Book. Xie Zhenshu's expression was extremely cold, and he became more and more frightened when he saw it. He exerted force on his waist, trying to get up and run away, but he was firmly pinned in place.

Xie Zhen wrote: "Don't move."

Su Heting said: "No move, no move, I promise I didn't move at all."

Xie Zhenshu's expression was indifferent, he stared at Su Heting, it was different from usual, like the brief calm before the storm.

Su Heting was very knowledgeable about current affairs, and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

With a "click", Su Heting lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a lock on his wrist, and what locked him was the black diamond-shaped fragment. He said, "Although, locking hands usually doesn't—"

The last word "big" was stuck on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't say it for a long time. There was no other reason, but Xie Zhenshu covered his mouth and didn't allow him to speak. Su Heting blinked and didn't make another sound.

Xie Zhenshu turned his head and looked to the side. The dim light sprinkled on the ground, a thin layer, and the flowers that had not been picked off their fruits made a rustling sound.

Su Heting rolled his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a bulge protruding from the messy debris. The bulge rose, and a flower emerged from it. Hua twisted left and right, shaking off the dust on her body, turned around, saw Su Heting, and suddenly jumped up "chichi".

Su Heting said, "Oh, huh, huh!"

what.

Xie Zhenshu said: "Looking for you."

Sure enough, the flower split its rhizome and jumped towards them. Not only this one, but all the surrounding flowers rushed up.

Su Heting said: "Run!"

Xie Zhenshu picked up the cat and left. The flowers along the way woke up and chased after them.

Hanging on the officer's shoulder, Su Heting shouted to Hua: "What do you want from me?"

The flowers were stunned by his shamelessness, they shook the leaves one after another, and threw him with the foliage fruit. For a while, the fruit flew around and smashed at Su Heting, making the sound of "swish".

Su Heting said: "Hey, I'm sorry!"

But the flowers couldn't listen to it for a long time. They seemed to want to chase back the eaten fruit, and ran several kilometers behind the two of them. After finally throwing them off, Su Heting had just landed, before he could catch his breath, he saw a bulge popping out of the wall.

He said, "No way."

A flower really protruded from the bulge, and they threw fruit at him, and the two of them had no choice but to continue running. Although these flowers are elusive, they have no lethality. It is because of this that Su Heting is embarrassed to attack them.

They ran from one end to the other, and the silver dots were exhausted. Su Heting was weak-willed and decided to raise the flag to surrender. He stopped, but before he could speak, he was covered in flowers all over his body.

Su Heting flicked the flower with his fingers, the flower squeaked, fell on his head, fell to the ground and made a fuss. Su Heting didn't expect it to be so weak, so he hurriedly grabbed its stem and brought it back. At this time, the flowers were already flying everywhere, the one that was bounced away just now was the most excited, and beat Su Heting wildly with a pair of leaves, but its strength was too weak, Su Heting didn't feel any pain at all.

"Hey—" Su Heting pushed it away with his fingers, and was about to make fun of it, when suddenly his eyes hurt, so he covered them and said, "It's so hot."

Xie Zhenshu held his hand, feeling cold.

Su Heting said: "The eyes are so hot... no, they are so bright..."

His words were confused, and the flowers dancing on them suddenly raised Ye Jianguo, and all of a sudden they moved towards Su Heting's face.

"Please eat..."

They can actually produce sound, but the sound is between mechanical sound and human voice, like a semi-finished product that has not yet been fused. They said "please eat" five or six times in a row, and then threw the leaves to Su Heting regardless.

Su Heting said: "Wait, so it was for us to eat?!"

In the middle of his speech, he choked on the Yejian fruit that he threw into his mouth, and he managed to swallow it after some coughing. After swallowing this, he didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly changed his mind, stretched out his hand to pick up a few fruits, and threw them all into his mouth.

The flowers were satisfied, and the ones who threw the food disappeared, and the remaining dozen or so flowers all fell into Xie Zhenshu's arms, and also yelled the words "please eat" to Xie Zhenshu, and drowned the officer with glowing fruits.

Su Heting said: "This is a design to coax people to eat fruit. It's not enough to eat one, you have to eat enough."

He easily caught the two fruits, sat cross-legged in front of the officer, and stuffed the fruit into the officer's mouth.

It took five seconds for the fruit to melt after entering the mouth. Xie Zhenshu took a bite, feeling a clear stream down his throat. After a while, the eyes were burning like pain. Su Heting kept counting and feeding, and when he counted to "seven", Xie Zhenshu's eyes stopped hurting.

Su Heting said expectantly: "Is there a feeling of sudden enlightenment, clear memory, and a new life?"

Xie Zhenshu tore off the flowers stuck to his forearm, said: "No."

Su Heting said: "That's not right, I have them all, you can feel them again."

Xie Zhenshu said: "No."

Su Heting was thanking the pillowed face, looking around carefully, wondering for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Yes, your identity is a monitor, and your memory has not been lost, so you don't feel it."

He laughed after he finished speaking, Xie Zhenshu didn't understand why he laughed. Su Heting fell into the pile of flowers, held up a few flowers, blew on them, and said: "I understand, someone modified my data and optimized everyone's information storage for me. These fruits have the function of indexing."

But who is that person?

Su Heting sat up and said, "I have an idea, Jue might be here."