It has a pair of round, jet-black bird eyes, and the yellow down around its eyes makes it extremely cute.
The evolved beings were completely stunned.
The flames burned the eye on the cell roof, and the parrot froze the evolved being's form.
Xia Chuhe escaped with ease.
The hyacinth macaw, which was inexplicably taken out of the farm and then released back, flew freely in the wheat field, biting a heavy ear of wheat, treating the accident as a dream.
Like an evolved being who suddenly comes to his senses, he rubs his eyes, thinking he's just seeing things.
Meanwhile, Xia Chuhe's accomplice, Dong Er, was not in good condition.
The soul of the winter-destroying seedlings enters the body of the summer-hoeing seedlings, and the second winter becomes a soulless corpse.
They had just been assigned dorm rooms during the day, and evenings were supposed to be a time for them to get to know each other. However, Dong Er remained silent and didn't participate in any conversations, which aroused the suspicion of one of her roommates.
The man touched Dong Er's body and tripped in fright: "How...how did he die?"
"The competition hasn't even started yet, so I didn't do it."
"It wasn't me either."
The people in the dormitory were passing the buck, but it was the one who touched Dong Er who suggested, "Tell the supervisor to take the body away."
This proposal was accepted by everyone.
...
Hidden in the safe house, Dong Huimiao took a deep breath, coughed violently a few times, and coughed up a trace of blood. She rubbed her chest, the pain of being burned by the flames and bullets still lingering in her body.
"Sister Dong, you're back! Did you win the contest?" Er Ya heard the commotion and hurried over with water. She was shocked to see the blood at the corner of Dong Huimiao's mouth. "You're injured? How did you get injured? Where are you hurt? Will you be able to recover?"
"I'm fine. I didn't win, but City Lord Xia didn't win either. I wasn't injured, just psychological trauma. It will heal slowly."
According to the plan, Dong Huimiao should have returned to Dong Er's body, but she wasn't yet proficient in soul transfer, and even entering Xia Chuhe's body was a coincidence. Her desperate escape forced her to return directly to her most familiar original body.
However, she also had to thank Xia Chuhe for forcing her Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell ability to reach a new level.
"Er Ya, how have you and Lao San been lately?"
"We're doing great, we have enough to eat and drink, we can poop and sleep."
Dong Huimiao rolled her eyes at her and asked her a question.
"I'm going back to continue. Take care of yourselves."
Er Ya pulled over a leather suit: "Will you use this one this time?"
Dong Huimiao waved his hand smugly: "No need, I'm awesome now, just you wait and see, our good days are yet to come!"
Winter destroyed the seedlings, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the connection with the skin of the second winter.
Then, to Er Ya's astonishment, Dong Huimiao achieved long-distance connection with the skin for the first time.
"call--"
Dong Er let out a breath.
"My God, it's...it's come back to life!" The patrolmen carrying the corpse let go and ran away. They had seen many mutated monsters, but this was the first time they had seen a supernatural creature.
Dong Er fell and cried out "Ouch!" He lay on the ground in pain, unwilling to get up.
"W-What should we do?"
"Notify the supervisor immediately!"
The patrolmen whispered among themselves and sent a notification to their supervisor.
Where are you now?
We're almost at the morgue.
Did he see what was happening inside?
I'm not entirely sure.
[Forget it, better to kill a thousand innocent people than innocent ones. Let's throw him into the insect-human chamber.]
The patrolman, emboldened, approached: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. If I were a ghost, would you still be breathing?" Dong Huimiao cursed even more in his heart. What a nosy bastard had attracted the patrolmen!
The patrolman pulled out handcuffs from his waist and cuffed Dong Er with a snap: "He's warm, he's a human. Come on, lock him in the insect-human room."
Human-insect chamber?
Where?
Dong Huimiao was completely confused, but since the other party used the word "closed," it probably wasn't a good place. She softened her tone and said, "Soldiers, I'm all better now. I can still work. Please let me go back to the dormitory. Tomorrow is my first day as a purification worker."
"Go!" The patrolman roughly pushed Dong Er forward.
Dong Huimiao had said all sorts of nice things along the way, but seeing that the other party wouldn't change direction, he couldn't help but start cursing again.
Upon reaching their destination, Dong Huimiao suddenly fell silent.
The so-called "human-insect room" is no different from the insect breeding room; the familiar fence makes the winter-damaged seedlings feel safe. Apart from the occasional humming sound, there is no difference.
It's just a change of work location, no big deal, we can always do it again.
I wonder where Xia Chuhe went. It's lonely without anyone to work with her.
The gate opened, revealing an empty space inside. The small cubicle in the center of the workbench, where the bug should have been lying, was completely bare.
The patrolmen lifted the workbench that imprisoned the insect treasure, revealing a metal cage beneath its wooden exterior.
Dong Huimiao had a bad feeling: "I'm a purification worker now, you should let me go back, I will definitely do a good job."
"Where you work is up to you!"
Two patrolmen lifted Dong Huimiao up, roughly threw her into the cage, removed her handcuffs, and slammed her down onto the workbench, locking it completely with a sturdy padlock.
The two then walked away amidst Dong Huimiao's curses.
Tired of scolding the seedlings for their destruction in winter, the cricket adjusted itself into a comfortable position, turned its head, and glimpsed through a gap in the fence the people locked up in the fence next to it.
look familiar.
Dealing with physical appearances every day, creating different faces, has allowed Dong Huimiao to develop the skill of accurately memorizing faces without even realizing it.
She felt that the person looked familiar must have been someone she had seen before.
After searching through his memories, Dong Huimiao finally remembered the person's identity.
On her first night at work, when the supervisor was handing out mini blues, a woman with a bad temper felt she had been fooled and stormed off in anger.
Dong Huimiao originally thought she had left the Heavenly God Temple, but unexpectedly she saw her in the Human-Insect Chamber.
Human-insect, insect treasure...
Thinking about what she had done to Chongbao, Dong Huimiao shuddered. Would those perverts from the Heavenly God Temple have a group of people groping her body?
She doesn't secrete mucus!
Let's just restart if it dies.
Winter destroyed the seedlings, leaving her heartbroken. She thought of the person who had ultimately caused her to fall into this predicament – Xia Chuhe. She shouldn't have been greedy for clues in the first place, making this a losing proposition.
Starting over would take at least eight more days.
That damned Xia Chuhe, hasn't he escaped yet? If he has, why isn't he coming to rescue her? Where is he taking his dump?
Amidst the tender care and concern shown to those who had destroyed the seedlings in winter, the summer hoeing finally brought forth the rice shoots from the ground.
"We were able to find this place thanks to you being locked up."
Winter Destroys Seedlings: "Listen to what you're saying! Are you even human? You heartless bastard!"
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