Chapter 164 Recovery, Shadows Ah Ah Ah
【Ahhhhhhhhhh! 】
The system is screaming.
The teacher on the podium was talking nonstop. The PPT on the screen showed a human anatomy diagram. The pencil went straight out of the drawing paper as it tilted.
Chu Xiuyan stared at the discarded drawing paper for a while, then said with his face in his hands, "My blood pressure has dropped?"
"Wha? What?" Zheng Xu, who was scratching his head and drawing indescribable shapes in front of the anatomical diagram, turned his head blankly.
Chu Xiuyan didn't look at him, still looking at the torn drawing paper, and said: "It's okay, I thought my blood pressure was high. Do you really want to put a big turtle in the classroom?"
Zheng Xu is still here? He looked puzzled.
The system was looking at the string of numbers with great joy: [Host, your divine pollution has finally come down! Now? It's 11%, a full 1.3% drop in half an hour!]
Chu Xiuyan felt that there were too many words in his head and beside him, and said expressionlessly: [Wow, it has dropped a lot. ]
His eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and smiled happily at Zheng Xu, saying, "Speaking of which, didn't you want my autograph?"
Chu Xiuyan's attitude changed a lot, but Zheng Xu didn't care at all, "Ah, although I really want it, but now? Isn't it inconvenient? I can wait until next week."
He scratched his cheek, lowered his voice, and whispered: "Because I really like this work, and this is the first time I have encountered it in real life..." He retracted the two syllables of "author".
"And at the last comic convention, I felt like you were my half-brother. That's so cool!"
Zheng Xu said confidently: "So I am determined to be your half-brother father."
System: [Wow! Such enthusiastic fans! ...Good, good, good, the divine pollution has dropped again. Now? It's already 9.8%!]
Chu Xiuyan paused for a moment, as if in a daze, and said slowly: [I almost forgot that this is the real world...]
He thought for a while, opened his phone, and sent a message to Zheng Xu next to him: [Do you have tickets for the book signing next week? ]
Zheng Xu: [Yes! ]
[Then do me a favor,] Chu Xiuyan typed slowly, his face reflected on the screen, his scarlet eyes seemed to contain some kind of strange smile, [Help me contact those friends from the last comic exhibition, let's have another shocking debut show.]
He turned around and saw Zheng Xu making an OK gesture to him with a bright smile.
Two hours later, the bell rang.
Chu Xiuyan and Zheng Xu followed the crowd out of the teaching building.
When going down the stairs, Zheng Xu suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, raised his mobile phone and said to Chu Xiuyan: "I still have to wait for a friend, brother, you go first, you can come to me directly if you have anything... Let's play basketball next time?"
Chu Xiuyan tilted his head, "Wow, what a novel nickname. Then let's play again in two days? Let's play ball. I'm leaving first. Bye."
Zheng Xu stood on the top of the stairs, waved goodbye to the black-haired boy, then lowered his head to open a dialog box on the phone screen, and seemed to be about to type. However, suddenly, the fingertips that were pressing down suddenly stopped, and slowly, he raised his head again, staring at the boy who was gradually disappearing in the crowd in the distance, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Faintly, the setting sun seemed to penetrate the body, illuminating a vague outline.
Zheng Xu closed his eyes, his body swayed, and when he opened his eyes again, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Strange..." He looked around. The familiar teaching building. After class? The noisy atmosphere made him scratch his hair and mutter to himself in confusion: "Why? Am I? Here...?"
Behind him? A slap in the face so hard that he almost staggered and fell down the stairs.
Then that hand? It quickly grabbed his shoulder and stabilized Zheng Xu's body.
"Xiao Xu, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?" A hearty laugh came from behind.
What followed was a cold and impatient voice.
"President, next time don't hit someone from behind? Don't hit them on the shoulder? It's very dangerous."
"Hahahahahaha, hahahaha, ok ok, I'll definitely do it next time."
Zheng Xu covered his chest and was obviously frightened. He turned his head to look at the young man who suddenly called him and sighed, "President, it's really scary to be startled."
"Hahahaha sorry, I will definitely change it next time!"
The blond young man, who looked exceptionally young in his loose casual clothes, naturally hooked his arm around Zheng Xu's shoulders and leaned in close to him and said, "I heard that you skipped the afternoon meeting and attended a freshman class? You must have been pissed off."
Following behind him, the young man holding a notebook and emitting a cold aura said indifferently, "I'm not angry. Also, Zheng Xu, someone will send you all the details about the club's recruitment. Give me the specific plan tonight."
Zheng Xu looked up at the time in disbelief, "Now? It's almost five in the afternoon!"
The blond young man whispered: "It's okay, Weiwei is just too serious, the next day will be fine?"
He pushed people towards the cafeteria, still not forgetting the previous question, "So when did you become interested in art class?"
Zheng Xu scratched his cheek, his eyes wandered, and he said vaguely: "It's only these two days. It's actually quite interesting."
The blond young man touched his chin, a thoughtful look flashing in his black eyes, "Oh? Then I'll give it a try too. Remember to call me next time you skip work."
Zheng Xu lowered his voice and said, "Is the vice president still here? Ah."
The blond young man was instantly horrified: "Weiwei! Stop following me like a ghost! My work for today is over!"
…
Chu Xiuyan walked out of the elevator and came to the door of his house. Just as he took out the key, he suddenly smelled a very strange smell, which made him feel a little dizzy and a little disgusted in his heart.
[System, help me see what’s happening in this room…]
Before he could finish his words, the door suddenly opened in front of him, followed by a gas that was unceremoniously sprayed towards his face, emitting a strong smell of disinfectant, which was suffocating.
Chu Xiuyan was hit by the smoke and sneezed while backing away. Then, a hand grabbed his shoulder tightly and pulled him into the house.
"Uncle! What are you doing?" he said angrily, sneezing wildly.
The system did not understand the host's anger, and shouted excitedly: [Fuck! The divine pollution has decreased——]
"Shut up."
Chu Wenxi suddenly spoke out of the blue.
Chu Xiuyan suddenly became quiet, and the system also quietly shut up, but it was still paying attention to the host's divine pollution value.
【9.1%】
【8.7%】
【7.9%】
…
【3.6%】
In less than half a minute, Chu Xiuyan's divine pollution had dropped to 3%, which was already a very safe value!
The system almost laughed again.
Chu Xiuyan got used to the pungent smell of disinfectant in the room for a while, and suddenly felt that it was not so bad, so he put down his hand that was pinching his nose, put his hands on his waist and glared at Chu Wenxi who was a few steps away, gritted his teeth and said: "Frankenstein - across the street? It's the police! You are a weirdo who trespassed into people's houses! "
"You still dare to say that to me? Look at what stupid thing you have done." Chu Wenxi sneered and raised the potion sprayer towards the boy. This time it sprayed liquid, which made the black-haired boy rush over with a roar, but Chu Wenxi successfully dodged it.
"It's ok to eat takeout on a regular basis, but you don't even take out the trash on the same day. How often do you clean? Sweep? Three days! You haven't mopped the floor in three days! Are you going to keep cockroaches and spiders at home? What a twisted and weird hobby! I should really research a bunch of mechanical spiders and cockroaches and put them by your bed, so you can thank me. At least those things are clean."
Chu Wenxi, holding the sprinkler as a weapon, turned around and without hesitation, sprayed water at the boy who jumped up from the sofa.
Chu Xiuyan wiped the potion on his face, and pounced on Chu Wenxi with his teeth bared, and retorted rudely: "You spent three years in a bird's nest in the laboratory out of five years. What right do you have to criticize me? Has your mysophobia successfully turned you from a normal human into a cosplayer who uses a potion sprayer as a weapon? This is a unique and novel track in the cos world! I really should take a picture to commemorate it-"
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone, pointed it at Chu Wenxi and fired ten shots in a row.
Chu Wenxi narrowed his eyes.
The next second, the black-haired boy yelled "There's a loophole" and then threw himself on his back viciously, wrapped his legs around his waist, and hugged the man's head with his arms, laughing strangely: "Hehehe, beg for mercy from fate, maybe I will be kind and soft - ha, no, never, I will tear off your hypocritical mask right now -"
He grabbed Chu Wenxi's protective clothing and was about to tear it apart. The next second, he felt a cold touch on his forehead. It was Chu Wenxi's spray weapon.
He said slowly, "I've already adjusted it to the highest setting. It should be able to clear your mind."
Chu Xiuyan narrowed his eyes? With certainty? He said: "No, you won't. When you press the water switch, the potion will also penetrate the already broken protective clothing and wet you. Uncle, you don't want me to tear the protective clothing and let you go out to meet people in wet clothes, right?"
Chu Wenxi's voice became colder. "You're here? Threatening me?"
Chu Xiuyan did not back down: "That's right, admit defeat, stupid uncle!"
The air instantly fell into silence, as if it had frozen on the spot.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock... Um, what happened?"
Chu Wenxi and Chu Xiuyan were both silent for three seconds.
Chu Xiuyan pretended to jump off the man's back as if nothing had happened.
Chu Wenxi straightened his clothes, still wearing the protective suit, and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw the policeman Fang Shen opposite. Facing the doubtful and tentative look from the other party, he said calmly, "It's okay. I was cleaning and found a few cockroaches and rats."
There was a loud shout from the back, "What?! There's still a mouse?!"
Fang Shen smiled awkwardly and said tactfully: "If you want to clean the house, you still have to pay attention to safety. I thought someone broke into the house and robbed it."
Chu Xiuyan stuck his head out, his wet black hair stuck to his cheeks, his face was red, as if steaming, he waved enthusiastically to Fang Shen, then pointed at Chu Wenxi next to him and said, "This guy has a serious mysophobia, he even wanted to throw my bed away, it's too much!"
Chu Wenxi sneered.
After Fang Shen confirmed that there was indeed no problem, he returned to his home. The moment he closed the door, the smile he had managed to put on his face gradually disappeared. He looked at the closed door on one side of the corridor, recalled the scene of the neighbors fighting and quarreling across the street, and said with some envy: "What a good relationship..."
Maybe it was because of work some time ago? He was too busy, and he gradually found that his brother seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.
Fang Shen sighed, his brows stained with a trace of sadness, and then? , he took out two tickets from his pocket and said to himself: "I happened to see him at the last comic exhibition? , I remember he seemed to be wandering around in? the same place..."
The comic "Blood Crystal Catastrophe" suddenly became popular some time ago.
And the book signing event will be held next week.
"I hope I can take this opportunity to ask my brother what's bothering him recently...Why didn't he tell his family that he was holding on?"
He sighed deeply again.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Chu Xiuyan put one foot on the sofa table, waved at Chu Wenxi, handed him a ticket, and said, "As compensation, you have to attend the book signing event next week."
Chu Wenxi: "Why? What? I won't go."
Chu Xiuyan shook his phone, and on the screen was a photo of Chu Xiuyan wearing a protective suit and spraying medicine at his house. He smiled smugly and said, "You don't want my mother to know what you are doing, right?"
Chu Wenxi narrowed his eyes and stared at the boy for a moment, "You'd better not involve me in stupid things."
Chu Xiuyan wiped away the nonexistent tears, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to tell my mom that you even disliked attending your nephew's book signing event. Our beautiful parent-child relationship is about to be ruined..."
Before he could finish his words, the ticket in his hand was suddenly torn away.
Chu Wenxi said with a click of his tongue: "Don't look silly. I'm giving you one last warning. Don't pick up trash from outside, and go throw away all the trash!"
Chu Xiuyan smiled brightly and made an OK sign.
After Chu Wenxi left? The system finally dared to speak.
[Oh my god, there are so many dead cockroaches and spiders in the kitchen, and there is a dead mouse in your bedroom... Host, hurry up! Throw those things away!]
Chu Xiuyan began to clean up the remaining garbage in the house. The windows outside were closed, but the smell of medicine in the house was still strong.
He did not open the window, and asked the system: [How much has my divinity been polluted now? ]
[2.6%, very safe!] The system originally wanted to say that it was because of Chu Wenxi's potion. His identity and origin must be very deep. However, it thought of the relationship between the host and the other party, and couldn't help but hesitate.
Then, it heard the host say: "I was wondering if my uncle was that powerful? Someone must have a countermeasure."
【Ah, so you know! 】
Chu Xiuyan curled his lips: "He is so? obvious, I am not a fool." But on the other hand, that Frankenstein must also? know? the problem with him...
"Well, forget it. We'll talk about the future later. Now? The most important thing is..."
He opened the desk and looked at the golden fragment placed inside, his tone sank.
"We have to take this thing back to the wasteland."
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