MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 238 real world
It was four o'clock in the morning when Wen Qing lay down on the bed.
His body was very sleepy, and he wanted to sleep, but closing his eyes could only relieve the soreness of his eyes, and he couldn't sleep at all.
The faces of Io, Xing Ze, Bai Tong's and other people, non-humans, flickered in their minds, and the words they said seemed to echo in their ears.
The brain is getting more and more confused, and I am sleepy and can't sleep.
After tossing and turning for a while, Wen Qing sat up, picked up her phone, and opened WeChat.
He opened Io's chat dialog box, hesitated for a moment, and typed a line.
【Are you asleep? 】
After sending it out, Wen Qing regretted it.
Io is not a person at all, and he doesn't need to sleep. He asked this question as if he took the initiative to chat with Io.
Should have spoken directly to Io.
As soon as Wen Qing's finger pressed the message and wanted to withdraw it, Io's message popped up.
Io: [No. 】
The other party saw it, and Wen Qing had to give up the idea of withdrawing.
Io: [I won't sleep for two days. 】
Wen Qing: [Oh, I almost forgot that you are not human and do not need sleep. 】
Io: [I am a human body now and need sleep. 】
Wen Qing: [? 】
Wen Qing lowered her eyes and thought to herself, why don't you go to bed at four o'clock?
As soon as his mind turned, his hand also typed this line of words.
Wen Qing immediately deleted the line and edited it again.
Io: [Staying up all night without sleeping is a compulsory course for human beings. 】
Wen Qing: […]
Io: [Didn't you sleep either? 】
Wen Qing: [I have something to do. 】
Io: [I have something to do too. 】
Wen Qing: [What's the matter with you? 】
Io: [Isn't this chatting with you? 】
Wen Qing: […]
Wen Qing: [Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng were taken away by the police. 】
Io: [Yeah. 】
Wen Qing stared at the word um for a while, without waiting for Io's next sentence.
Wen Qing: [? 】
Wen Qing: [Aren't you going to say something? 】
Io: [Good! 】
Io: [Good catch! 】
Io: [They should be sent to the police station for education. 】
Wen Qing: […]
Wen Qing: [Does it matter if they were taken away? 】
Io: [It doesn't matter. 】
Io: [Wait for dawn, it's a new day. 】
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she put the phone aside, and continued to try to sleep.
Still can't sleep.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated.
He tapped the screen, it was Io's news.
A photo, a photo of Ji Yu's program.
In the photo, there are two lines of words in addition to the code.
[Passing by A9385 star, he saw a child crying hungry, the child's mother scolded and cooked snacks. He finds it funny. 】
[He tried to cook, and since then he has another hobby. 】
Wen Qing flicked his fingertips, and Ji Yu often cooked during the dungeon of the guide.
Xia Yansi is part of Ji Yu, and he also likes to cook.
Not just them, but Oz...
They are all very similar in some respects.
so…
Wen Qing: [Will other people appear? 】
Io: [Yeah. 】
Seeing this word, Wen Qing's eyelids jumped.
【What do you want to do? 】
Io: [I want to be with you. 】
Wen Qing: [? ? ? 】
? ? ?
Wen Qing didn't understand, what kind of abnormal logic is this?
Is there any connection to being together and showing up with other people?
He seemed to know what he was thinking, and before Wen Qing could type and ask, the message that Io explained was sent.
Io: [I am not complete now. 】
Wen Qing grasped the phone and understood the meaning of Io's words.
He is not a complete individual.
It seems that he will not be complete until the others appear one by one.
Wen Qing: "…"
Wen Qing: [Who else will come? 】
Io: [People who love you. 】
Wen Qingmei's heart skipped a beat, and a long list of names flashed through her mind.
Wen Qing: [Is it too late for me to reject you now? 】
Io: [QAQ. 】
Wen Qing: […]
He threw the phone aside, not wanting to talk to Io anymore.
Wen Qing got into the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, leaving no gaps.
Not long after, Wen Qing fell into a deep sleep.
Probably because of the conversation with Io before going to bed, Wen Qing had a long-lost dream about his childhood.
After elementary school, there are vendors selling snacks and snacks in front of the school gate and on the street.
The loud hawking sound and the pungent aroma made Wen Qing hungry even when she was not hungry.
He has no pocket money, and a dollar is an exorbitant price for him.
Wen Qing could only touch her stomach, looking eagerly at the stall in front of her, trying to stop her hunger by smelling the fragrance.
As a result, of course, the more I smelled, the more hungry I became, so hungry that my stomach was rumbling.
The sound of the stomach growling made the adults around him all look over.
"Buy when you're hungry."
A man's voice sounded above Wen Qing's head, lazily, it sounded a little condescending.
Wen Qing said obediently, "you can't buy it if you don't have money."
The man snorted softly: "How pitiful."
"Hey, I'll give you something to eat."
Wen Qing tilted her head and looked over, only to see the man holding a bunch of grass in his hand.
The grass looks the same as the weeds on the roadside, and the bottom is still stained with soil, as if it had just been pulled from the ground.
Wen Qing was a little puzzled: "Uncle, is this edible?"
The man said perfunctorily: "You are human, this is a plant."
"It is only natural for people to eat plants."
Wen Qing was so hungry that she only heard the word eat.
"Thank you uncle."
After he thanked him, he took a piece of grass from the bunch and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chew it, chew it, there is a grassy smell in the mouth, which is disgusting.
Wen Qing frowned, swallowed the grass with difficulty, and said to the man, "Uncle, this seems to be ordinary grass."
"It's mouth-watering and unpalatable."
The man sneered, bent down, and pinched his face viciously: "Little fool, you actually ate it."
With his face pinched, Wen Qing's words were a little vague: "Don't eat it, uncle."
"Uncle, don't you have any money as an adult?"
Man: "...I don't need money."
"That means there is no money," Wen sighed lightly and patted his hand gently, "If you are very hungry, come to the orphanage to find me."
"I can give you half of the dinner."
"Uncle, stop eating grass, you will get sick."
...
When Wen Qing woke up, there seemed to be a grassy smell in her mouth.
He immediately got up from the bed, brushing his teeth while recalling the face of the man in the dream.
It's blurry, like a mosaic, and it's hard to see.
He remembered that the man seemed to really follow him to the orphanage later.
But I didn't go in, and I was regarded as a bad person by the dean's mother and others.
Wen Qing lowered her head to rinse her mouth and looked at the time.
at noon.
He picked up his mobile phone and ticked the daily news, there was no news about the Nancheng community.
Wen Qing blinked, the phone vibrated frantically, and messages from the dormitory group kept popping up.
Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, will you go back to the bedroom later? 】
Song Qiang: [I'm so hungry, breakfast is fine, and I didn't eat lunch. 】
Song Qiang: [I feel like I'm going to die. 】
Xu Fengfeng: [@wenqing, 10086. 】
Xu Fengfeng: [We have been hungry for a day. 】
Wen Qing glanced at the news and knew that they wanted to bring food along the way.
After a moment of hesitation, he agreed.
He still had to talk to Io face to face.
Wen Qing: [What do you two want to eat? 】
Song Qiang: [I don't choose, you can bring whatever you want in the cafeteria. 】
Xu Fengfeng: [I want to eat, I'm too hungry, I can eat anything. 】
Wen Qing: [Okay. 】
Wen Qing: [I'll be in the bedroom at about one o'clock. 】
Song Qiang: [Grateful heart, thank you for having you. 】
Song Qiang: [Thank you, because of you, the four seasons have been warmed. 】
After sending the message, Song Qiang lowered his head and took a big bite of the chicken leg.
He turned around and said to Io vaguely, "See if you see it, as soon as Brother Song makes a move, you'll know if it's there."
"Wen Qing comes back later, you two have a good chat."
Song Qiang solved the chicken legs in two or three mouthfuls, wiped his hands and continued, "Wen Qing's personality is soft and not hard. You apologize seriously, and if you say a few good words, you will be forgiven immediately."
Io leaned back in the chair, looked down at the program on the computer screen, and a line of words popped up.
[He saw a line of words, students are the future of the motherland, and sneered at it. 】
[He believed that at the beginning of man, his nature was inherently evil. 】
Io clicked the mouse, glanced at the program of Yu Xing again, and broke up couples in various small worlds.
Song Qiang squeaked and asked, "How are you going to talk to Wen Qing later?"
"Do you need us to leave the dormitory?"
Io tapped the table with his fingertips and sighed, "It will be a few more days."
Song Qiang was at a loss: "Why are there a few more days?"
Io said casually: "Wen Qing forgive me."
Song Qiang was even more at a loss: "Isn't he coming back soon? You should make it clear now."
Io tapped the keyboard and said calmly, "He won't be back today."
Song Qiang: "???"
He couldn't help but looked down at the dormitory group, there was no news.
"How do you know? He chatted with you privately?"
Io said without changing his face: "I counted."
Song Qiang was stunned: "You, a programmer, can still tell fortunes?"
Io nodded.
Song Qiang was silent for a moment, "You are not scientific at all."
"Did you not study hard?"
"That's why you have so much hair?"
Io: "…"
the other side
Wen Qing had already walked to the gate of the community.
Passing by the security booth and seeing a familiar security guard sitting inside, he paused and said hello.
The security guard glanced at him and said with a smile, "Good noon, you are the head of the 02 in Building A, right?"
Wen Qing didn't expect the security guard to remember where he lived.
He nodded and asked tentatively, "Hello, did something happen to the community yesterday?"
"Yes," the security guard nodded and said to him, "Yesterday afternoon, two pythons came out of nowhere. The captain caught a small one, and the other big one was caught by the police at night."
"It seems to be in Building A, is it disturbing you?"
Wen Qing froze for a moment, Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng turned into pythons...
He nodded and shook his head again: "I heard a little movement."
The security guard scratched his head, smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, our community will strictly guard this animal in the future."
Wen Qing replied, "It's hard work."
Security: "It should be."
Wen Qing was about to leave the community when a WeChat call popped up on her phone.
It's Xuan Xuan's mother, the mother of a former tutor.
So many things have happened in the past two days, and he has forgotten all about the tutoring.
Wen Qing picked up the phone, and the other party asked straight to the point, "Xiao Wen, today Sunday, you should be free, right?"
Wen Qing responded and asked, "Does Xuanxuan need to make up lessons?"
Xuan Xuan's mother smiled and said, "No, it's his two cousins. He's in the third year of high school and his grades are very poor. He can't write his homework on weekends."
"I want to find a temporary teacher to teach homework, just this afternoon and evening."
Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to refuse, but Xuan Xuan's mother said, "Because it's temporary, I can't find anyone at once. I have already recommended you to go there. The hourly salary is very high, so you don't have to worry about that."
"The address is in Nancheng District, on the 20th floor of Building A, Building 02, very close to your school."
There was no chance for Wen Qing to refuse at all.
Wen Qing: "Auntie, that..."
There was a cough on the other end of the phone, and Xuanxuan's mother hurriedly said, "That's it, I'll hang up first, and you can call me if you have anything."
Wen Qing had no choice but to turn around and walk back, and sent a message to the dormitory group, telling them that she would be working part-time today and would not go back to the dormitory.
20th Floor, Floor 01, Building A
Wen gently pressed the doorbell.
The next second, the door opened, as if someone was waiting for him at the door.
A familiar face appeared in front of him.
Wen Qing was stunned.
Fu Ranxiu lifted his eyelids, without any surprise on his face, and said lightly, "Song Xuan, the teacher is here."
