Ghost Experience Card 02 Moore: I'm sure it belongs to someone...
Ghost Experience Card 02
My stomach growled.
The cute version of Moore, curled up on a bench by the street, lowered his head, patted his soft belly, and whispered to it: "Don't be hungry."
Then my stomach growled again.
Moore: “…”
Moore frowned in trouble and turned his gaze towards the shops all over the street.
This is the commercial street of H City, and the thing that is most abundant on the street is places to eat.
But he had no cell phone and no money, and wanted to follow others to look for a job, but was told that he was too young and the boss would not hire him, so he was told to go home and look after his mother.
It's so funny, he doesn't even have a mother.
To be precise, apart from remembering that his name was Moore, Moore had no memory of what happened three days ago.
Since he opened his eyes three days ago, he has been curled up in the same place now.
There were people coming and going around him, but he, a Q-version kid with a three-head body, was not afraid at all.
Not only did he not feel afraid, he also subconsciously thought that the people around him should be afraid of him.
He himself didn't know why he had such a subconscious thought.
More than just this thought, More also believed that he shouldn't be hungry.
It seemed that hunger was something very far away from him.
But he was still hungry.
Just like a normal human child.
"Ah..." Little Moore sighed sadly, "When will the person I'm waiting for come?"
Although Mor could not remember the memory of appearing in this place three days ago, he did not think that he was an abandoned human child. He always felt that someone would come to find him.
All he needed to do was not run around and wait where he was.
But he has been waiting for three days, why hasn’t the person he is waiting for come yet?
Am I lost?
Does the person who is still on the way to find him know how he spent the past three days?
Because he had been sitting here for too long, some passers-by came up to him and asked him why he was sitting here alone, whether he had lost his family, and some even said they would take him to the police station.
Moore, who did not want to answer these overly enthusiastic humans' questions, just pursed his lips and looked at them with a cold gaze, trying to make them retreat automatically.
As a result, this cold attitude was not ideal, and it even caused more strangers to come and talk to him.
For this reason, Moore had to spend some time to deal with this group of enthusiastic passers-by - he simply hid himself - and finally waited for these enthusiastic passers-by to leave, and turned around to see the so-called policeman in the eyes of humans.
The police officers were more difficult to deal with than enthusiastic passers-by. In the end, Moore followed the police officers away for a while, dealing with their various questions while eating a few meals under their sympathetic gazes.
Um……
At least that's how More saw his behavior.
His body was hungry, so he had to find a way to eat something.
However, the act of eating for free still made him feel a little damaged in his self-esteem.
He wanted to minimize the occurrence of this behavior.
As for those humans who specifically sought to talk to him, no one knew what was going on in their minds, and they would look at him with sympathy from time to time.
Moore didn't like that look.
Moore decided not to answer these human questions next time.
Sitting on a bench on the street, More pretended to be a "Thinker". Many thoughts went through his little mind, but in the end he had to face reality.
His stomach was getting hungrier and hungrier.
Why do humans feel hungry so often?
Why are humans unwilling to believe that he is really that powerful?
For something like running around on a short plate, wouldn't it be enough to just have hands?
Moore couldn't figure out these questions, but he needed to eat.
Moore cast his eyes on the passers-by.
Many pedestrians were walking and talking, and they all had something in their hands. Some were carrying large and small bags, and some were carrying various kinds of food.
It smelled so good, so good that More's stomach was rumbling again.
Moore withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and frowned again, patted his soft belly, and sighed very maturely after a while.
There is another way to get food.
——Act cute.
He could easily get food by showing the cute expression of a human cub to those little sisters and aunts.
This was the conclusion that Moore came to after observing other human cubs over the past few days.
If all else fails, there are shops that offer free tastings, but going there too many times might seem strange to humans.
Moore began to mentally review the little information he knew about how to obtain food.
Just as he was feeling very conflicted, a strong aroma of noodles came closer and closer, until it stopped beside Moore.
"Little Moore, are you hungry? Auntie has cooked a bowl of noodles for you, come and eat it."
A bowl of very clear and fragrant chicken noodle soup was placed next to Moore. Moore looked up from the bowl and saw the person standing in front of him.
This was a middle-aged, plump woman with a very kind smile on her face. She was wearing a clean apron, her long hair was tied behind her head, and she had a chef's hat on her head.
Every strand of the woman's hair was combed neatly and all the loose hair was stuffed into her hat.
He walked with firm steps and his arms were very strong.
Her surname is He, and Moer doesn't know her name, but he just calls her Aunt He. She is the owner of the "Donlai Noodle House" behind them.
It's a small noodle shop run by her alone, and business is just okay.
On the first day when Moore woke up in this place, he met Aunt He, and once suspected that the policeman who came to find him was called by Aunt He, but...
Moore looked down at the chicken noodle soup Aunt He brought.
Aunt He’s chicken noodle soup is very fragrant and has a very warm feeling.
Regardless of whether the police were called by Aunt He or not, Moore would not bother with Aunt He.
"Eat it while it's hot. If you want, you can come to my restaurant to eat it." Aunt He pointed to her noodle shop which could only accommodate a few customers.
Moore was silent for a moment, and said to Aunt He who was about to turn around and leave: "Aunt He! Are you really unwilling to hire me? I'm very capable!"
Moore decided to promote himself to Aunt He again.
Aunt He turned to look at Moore.
The little guy is not tall, and his whole body is fair, clean and soft.
The style of the clothes he wore was very different from those of other children, but they were also clean and tidy.
Children of this age are lively and naughty, but Moore gave her an expression that said "I'm really reliable". This little look... is so cute!
Aunt He couldn't help herself and walked back to pinch Moore's soft cheeks.
Moore reacted quickly. He dodged and looked at Aunt He with a look that said, "Why are you being unreasonable, woman?"
Aunt He: “…”
Aunt He laughed out loud, "Whose baby are you, little guy?"
Moore was silent for a moment, thought seriously for a while, and shook his head. "I forgot who it belongs to, but I'm sure it's very precious."
Seeing this confident little look, Aunt He wanted to rub the top of More's head again, but unfortunately she was avoided again.
Aunt He laughed at Mor for a while, then turned around and saw someone coming into her noodle shop. She had a lot to say but no time to say anything, so she hurried back to do her business.
Moore stared at the chicken noodle soup for a while, then ate it all up carefully.
The satisfaction of a full stomach and the deliciousness of the food gave More a sense of happiness.
After having his fill, Moore took his bowl and went to Aunt He's Donglai Noodle House. He put the bowl away and cleaned up the place as well.
A large number of guests suddenly arrived, and Aunt He was so busy that she didn't even notice Moer. The other guests who were eating noodles thought he was Aunt He's child, and at most they muttered, "This child is so handsome." Then they stared at Moer while eating.
Moore doesn't care about the attention others give him, it seems that being stared at is one of his habits.
After cleaning up the dishes, the Q version of Moore looked left and right in Aunt He's noodle shop, and finally his eyes fell on a doll costume.
This is a round egg-shaped doll costume with two cute little wings on the back and an apron-shaped costume in front with the words "Donglai Noodle House" written on it.
Moore had an impression of this doll costume. He remembered that a college student who came to work at Aunt He's place wore this thing and distributed flyers at the door.
Moore was silent for a long time looking at the doll costume, as if he had made up his mind. He rummaged through the box where the doll costumes were stored and actually found one that he could wear.
So Moore put on this Q-version doll costume, walked out with the flyer of Donglai Noodle House, with a very determined look on his face.
He didn't charge any money, so Aunt He wasn't considered to be employing child labor.
He just wanted to do something for Aunt He's delicious bowl of chicken noodle soup!
Feeling like he had been elevated, Moore stood at the door of Donglai Noodle House and started handing out flyers.
As for those passers-by who saw Moore's "sure of winning" expression on his face, I don't know whether they read the flyer or not, but they took it willingly.
Without Moore saying anything, they just reached out and took it.
While saying things like "so cute" and "so adorable", they took out their phones and took photos of Moore. Occasionally, the cute girls would laugh and say, "Come on, show me a flyer! If you show me a flyer, I'll give one to everyone in the dormitory!"
"Are you serious?"
"really!"
The Q version of Mor in doll clothes made a "yeah" gesture.
A circle of passers-by holding flyers in their hands screamed softly.
Moore: "..." Sometimes, he really felt that he did not understand humans.
The good news is that all the flyers in hand have been distributed.
Moore, who was not particularly tired physically but felt very tired mentally, finally sent away the human girls who were screaming at him. He was about to take off his doll costume, but as if he sensed something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the other end of the commercial street.
The next moment after he looked over, a scream of extreme terror came from afar, followed by one after another.
Something seemed to be happening in the distance.
Q version of Moore suddenly jumped in the direction where the scream came from.
At a speed that is too fast for a child.
Aunt He, who was just walking out of the kitchen, turned her head to look outside the door and said in confusion: "...I seemed to see my Eggette running???" It was the smallest size of the Eggette doll costume with wings.
The customer who took the noodles continued: "Boss, don't you know? Your child has been handing out flyers outside for a long time. The one who ran just now must be him, right? Your child is so cute."
"My...child?" Aunt He thought of something and took two quick steps forward and walked out.
When Aunt He walked to the door and looked outside, she found that the crowd on the street in the distance seemed to be a little strange.
There was a large group of people running and screaming.
When the pedestrians on the road saw this, some ran after him, while others stood there in confusion.
There was also a small figure wearing a Donglai Noodle House egg waffle doll costume that jumped back at an extremely fast speed and ran in front of Aunt He in a moment.
Moer grabbed Aunt He's hand and shouted to the people in the noodle shop, "Something happened outside, run! Run as fast as you can!"
After saying that, Moore used his small body to drag Aunt He, who had not yet reacted, and ran forward.
Aunt He wanted to pull her hand out, but more and more people were running towards this side from a distance. The fear on some of them was so strong that people knew that something extremely terrible must have happened. So she did not resist More's strength. Instead, after running a few steps, she picked up More, who was wearing a doll costume, and ran quickly herself.
Mor: “……?!!”
Moore looked at Aunt He running with a completely new perspective.
It was not only because Aunt He ran quite fast and even took the time to inform the customers in the noodle shop before she started running, but also because Aunt He did not procrastinate at all. She clearly did not understand the situation, but she ran as soon as she said she would.
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