MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 228 real world

Wen Qing squeezed the post-it note and stared blankly at the last line.

He suddenly remembered that Ji Junfeng had said similar things during the seminary copy.

[Not because of props. 】

[It's my instinct, I want to get close to you...]

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she flexed her fingers.

He always felt that Ji Junfeng made a mistake, and everything was because of the buff of the guide.

But thinking about it now, Yu Xing, Sikong, and Ji Yu became interested in themselves when they got the copy of the guide.

He thought at the time that it was because he was the first player and the first person to meet with them on the rooftop of the other side building.

So these three gods are more interested in themselves...

If what Ji Junfeng said is true, then they are interested in themselves because of themselves.

Is there anything wrong with him?

Wen Qing pursed her lips, recalling her experiences from childhood to adulthood.

It doesn't seem to be anything special.

He is a very ordinary person. His IQ, ability, height, etc. are all ordinary. The only good thing is that his face looks okay, but he is not at the top level.

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, spread out the wrinkled post-it note in her palm, and smoothed the folds.

After hesitating for a moment, he put away all the post-it notes on the table and stacked them neatly on the table.

Wen Qing looked at the breakfast on the table and ate it slowly.

As soon as I opened the milk, the phone in my pocket began to vibrate continuously.

Wen Qing paused, took out her phone, and message prompts kept popping up on the screen.

It is the news of the dormitory group.

Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing where have you been? 】

Song Qiang: [@Xu Fengfeng are you awake yet? 】

Xu Fengfeng: [Your father woke up early with a headache. 】

Song Qiang: [Who made you drink so much? 】

Xu Fengfeng: [Isn't that because we Wen Qing have a happy event? 】

Wen Qing: [I'm in Nancheng District, what's wrong? 】

Song Qiang: [When are you coming back? I'm so hungry, woo woo, please bring me some food. 】

Xu Fengfeng: [ID card number. 】

Wen Qing: [I come back after breakfast, and it will be about half an hour before I get to the bedroom. 】

Song Qiang: [Okay, then I'll sleep for a while, I want to eat big meat buns. 】

Xu Fengfeng: [Bring me some steamed buns, and soy milk. 】

【it is good. 】

After Wen Qing sent the message, he took a sip of milk and found that Io hadn't squeaked in the group, so he opened his avatar and wanted to ask him if he needed to bring breakfast.

When I opened it, I saw the chat record from last night.

【Why are you not bored? 】

Io: [Because he has found what he wants to do. 】

Wen Qing pursed her lips and continued typing: [Are you awake? 】

Io responded to the message in seconds: [Yeah. 】

Wen Qing: [Something happened yesterday, I didn't see any news from you. 】

Wen Qing: [What does he want to do? 】

bedroom

Io leaned back in his chair and glanced casually at the program running on the other half of the screen.

[He discovered the Zerg in the T9388 interstellar world, and enthusiastically invited passing humans to eat the roast Zerg together. After the human ate it, the body had an uncomfortable reaction. 】

[The human gene mutated, he thought it was very interesting, and took the Zerg to the original world of T9093. 】

Io half-closed his eyes, clicked the mouse, switched back to the WeChat chat interface with Wen Qing, and slowly typed four words: [He is traveling. 】

Wen Qing: [Does he like traveling? 】

At the same time that the WeChat prompt sounded, the program jumped out of a new word.

[He was in a daze for a while. When he was in a daze, the Zerg multiplied rapidly in the primitive world of T9093, ran rampant and almost caused the extinction of mankind. 】

[He decided to roast and eat all the Zerg, leaving only a small branch of Zerg that would not affect humans. 】

Io retracted his gaze and sent a message: [Forget it. 】

In the dormitory, only his mobile phone was playing the prompt sound of WeChat messages.

Xu Fengfeng stuck his head out of the bed and glanced curiously: "In the early morning, who were you chatting with?"

"Are you in love?"

"Not yet," Io said, leaning back in the chair lazily, "I'm chatting with Wen Qing."

Xu Fengfeng snorted and didn't think much about it, Io and Wen Qing had a good relationship.

Song Qiang sat up from the bed, scratched his head, and asked, "Have you heard any strange sounds?"

"What sound?" Xu Fengfeng asked.

Song Qiang thought for a while: "It's just the sound of whirring, it seems to have been there since last night."

"There won't be mice in our bedroom. I'm the most **** afraid of mice."

Xu Fengfeng wondered, "Why didn't I hear anything?"

"Eo, did you hear that?"

Io glanced at the bedroom, and his eyes finally stopped at the computer in front of him.

He was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it the sound of my computer's fan?"

Song Qiang was taken aback, looked at his table, and patted his thigh: "Ah yes, it was your fan."

"Did you leave the computer on all night?"

Io nodded and said without changing his face: "I am maintaining peace and saving the world."

Song Qiang lay back on the bed and shouted with a pale face, "Brother, don't save the world, save me first."

"The hangover is so uncomfortable, the head hurts."

Io responded lightly.

"My head—" Song Qiang's voice paused, "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

He was stunned for a while, lying upright on the bed, turned his head and said to Xu Fengfeng, "Lie down quickly, lie down and be more comfortable."

Xu Fengfeng tried to lie down, his face turned greener: "Fart, it's better to sit."

Song Qiang: "It looks like I'm suitable for lying down."

Xu Fengfeng: "So you are more mother."

Song Qiang: "..."

Io stared at the WeChat chat dialog for a long time, and without waiting for Wen Qing's new news, he tapped the keyboard.

【And you? How's it going? 】

When Wen Qing saw this news, it was already half an hour later.

He was buying breakfast for them in the cafeteria in the dormitory area.

Wen Qing hurriedly glanced at the news, and without thinking much, replied with a voice: "I'm already in the cafeteria."

"Have you had breakfast?"

He sent a voice message, and Io also replied to the voice message: "No."

Wen Qing stood in front of the meal window and continued to ask, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Io: "You can."

Just as Wen Qing was about to put down her phone, WeChat automatically played the next message.

"I'll eat everything you buy."

Io's voice was low, with a little smile in his tone, and he seemed a little happy.

Wen Qing paused.

Before this sentence, he would not have any feeling, and he would even reply "it's good not to be picky eaters".

But now...

Perhaps because of what happened last night, Wen Qing suddenly felt that Io's words seemed to have something in them.

[I will eat everything you buy. 】

The point is that you buy things yourself.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, shouldn't Io also like him?

He held down the voice bar and opened his mouth. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. After staying in front of the window for a while, he simply put away his mobile phone and said to the aunt in the cafeteria, "Please come with three more bowls of millet porridge."

"okay."

Ten minutes later, Wen Qing returned to the bedroom with two large bags of breakfast.

Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were already too hungry, so they opened the bedroom door for Wen Qing early and squatted at the door waiting.

Wen Qing handed them breakfast and said, "I bought porridge and yogurt."

He looked at Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng, whose faces were blue and white, and asked, "Can you eat meat buns like this?"

Song Qiang picked up the porridge bowl, drank half the bowl in one breath, and said to Wen Qing, "Meat is power, you don't understand."

Wen Qing smiled and looked at Io.

Io was still sitting at his desk, and there was still a computer on the desk.

Wen Qing took two steps forward and heard the whirring sound of the computer fan and the faint warmth it radiated.

He put breakfast on the table and couldn't help asking Io: "You don't write plans all night, do you?"

"No." Io shook his head, opened the bag, and took out the porridge and tea eggs.

His eating appearance is very gentle, and he exudes a lazy and casual temperament in his gestures, which is completely different from Song Qiang, who devours him.

And it's a little familiar, very similar to the two of them last night.

Wen Qing looked at him, stunned.

Io noticed that his eyes had been falling on his face, slowly put down the spoon, and turned to look at him: "What are you looking at?"

Wen Qing looked at his sharp and deep brows without concealing it, and said the truth: "Look at you."

Io raised his brows slightly and chuckled, "Am I so good-looking?"

Wen Qing nodded slowly. In all fairness, Io looked very good. With this face, he looked good in everything he ate, not to mention Io was slow when he ate.

Wen Qing thought for a while, and said to Io seriously, "It's very pleasing to the eyes."

Io was startled, he didn't expect this answer.

He lifted his eyelids, stared into Wen Qing's eyes, and said slowly, "Then look at me more."

Wen Qing blinked: "I'm not looking at you."

"I mean..." Halfway through, Io caught a glimpse of Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng staring at them blankly, and his voice stopped.

He turned his head and looked blankly at the two light bulbs that were in the way: "Don't you have a meeting in the morning?"

Song Qiang was at a loss: "Is there?"

Xu Fengfeng swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, also a little stunned.

He always remembered that it was okay today, but after hearing Io's words, he felt as if there was such a thing.

Song Qiang took out his mobile phone and was stunned when he saw the news of the department group: "I really want to have a meeting."

"Senior sister just said, let's hurry over."

Xu Fengfeng stood up immediately: "Hurry up, hurry up."

The two hurriedly left the bedroom.

The bedroom was quiet again, except for the sound of the computer's fan.

Io looked at Wen Qing, who looked straight at his computer screen.

The program running on the screen jumped out a line of words:

[He passed by the A8645 world and broke up a couple by the way. 】

Wen Qing: "???"

He was silent for a moment and asked Io: "Is he not bored anymore, is he doing this kind of thing while traveling?"

Io glanced at the code on the screen, shook his head and said, "No, he has done a lot of things."

"From boring to not boring, and now boring again."

The voice fell, and another line of words jumped out of the program.

[He went to the world of A4569, removed the human lust, and broke up the lovers of the whole world. 】

Wen Qing: "…"

It looks kind of boring.

The program jumped out of a series of codes, which Wen Qing couldn't understand at all.

He retracted his gaze and asked Io hesitantly, "Have you thought about the specific settings of the other two gods?"

Io said the truth: "It's not perfect yet."

"Do it tomorrow."

Wen Qing wondered: "How about today?"

"Today..." Io stared at him and said lightly, "Aren't you going to the orphanage?"

Wen Qing was stunned: "How do you know?"

Io said casually, "I accidentally overheard you calling yesterday."

Wen Qing looked at him and asked, "I'll go back to the orphanage to plan with you—"

Before he finished speaking, Io said again: "I want to go with you."

Without waiting for Wen Qing to ask why, Io simply and rudely said four words: "Go and give love."

Wen Qing stared at him for a while, but did not refuse.

One is because Io said he wanted to donate money, and on the other hand, he also wanted to spend a while with Io and wanted to figure out some things.

…

Nancheng Warm Children's Welfare Home

The orphanage is located on the outskirts of Nancheng. It covers a small area, but it is complete with accommodation, canteen, playground, and so on.

As soon as Wen Qing walked into the door, two five- or six-year-old children rushed out.

A man and a woman, two of them rushed straight in front of him, one hugged his leg.

"Brother Wen Qing!"

"elder brother!"

Wen Qing lowered his head, touched their heads, and asked with a smile, "How do you know I'm here?"

The little boy raised his head and said, "The dean's mother said that my brother will come over today, and I'll be waiting for you when I wake up in the morning."

Another little girl said in a soft voice, "you are talking nonsense. I woke up in the morning and waited for brother Wen Qing. You just started waiting."

Wen Qing was about to speak when the little boy tugged at his trouser legs and asked, "Brother, is he your friend?"

"Looks like Ultraman."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then heard the little girl say, "It's not like, this brother's hair is red, like a doll."

"Wen He, are you colorblind? This brother's hair is clearly silver, how handsome."

"Wenger, you are the big colorblind! You have red hair! It's the same color as the doll's hair that my brother Wen Qing gave me!"

"silver!"

"Red!"

…

The quarrel between the two children grew louder and louder.

Wen Qing frowned and turned to look at Io.

Obviously black hair and black eyes.

Io looked at him without changing his face, waiting for him to ask himself what was going on.

In the next second, Wen Qing said, "If you want to donate, you can go directly to the office on the second floor."

"I'll take them for a colorblindness test first."