Chapter 363 Safe House
Most monsters don't have high IQs and don't know what the celebration represents, but they really like the unlimited supply of rare food.
Xu Zhiyan fled from the second floor with red ears.
As soon as he went down the stairs, he was shocked by the scene before him.
The hall was filled with strange decorations, even more exaggerated than those in the courtyard. Many of the things inside were things he had not only never seen but had never even heard of. As for the decorations that were in line with human aesthetics and that he had bought from the small commodity market before, they were placed by the monsters next to the black and gold chairs.
Although there was nothing wrong with the monsters doing this, he inexplicably tasted a hint of disgust from them...
“Does race really affect aesthetics?”
He stroked his chin in surprise.
Xu Zhiyan had just taken a few steps to avoid the decorative organ with four rows of fangs on the handrail when the monster discovered him.
A series of "Brother Xu" was called out by the monsters in different voices, which felt like a horror movie. Xu Zhiyan coughed lightly and put on a skilled smile. He was well-dressed and walked gracefully, moving calmly among the monsters like a king patrolling his territory.
After wandering around for a while, he began to understand why the ghosts refused to show up.
If the other party came, even if I did nothing but just stood there, the whole safe house would be silent in an instant. If I got close to the monsters like I did, I'm afraid the monsters would be scared and turned into a puddle of water.
Unfortunately, as soon as the thought about ghosts and gods flashed through his mind, Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but recall what the other party said before leaving...
Well, if I had known this, I wouldn’t have been so naughty.
Since all the monsters would come forward to say hello when they saw Xu Zhiyan, causing a small chaos due to the accumulation of people, he had to wear a mask that could hide his breath and conceal his identity. Finally, he could move around smoothly in the bustling courtyard.
Suddenly, laughter broke out from the pile of monsters nearby.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Xu Zhiyan discovered that several monsters were competing to see who could eat more. Some monsters, relying on their big mouths, even took the small monsters carrying the plates into their mouths.
By the time it realized something was wrong, the little monster had already turned into a pool of mucus that was flowing out from between its teeth. It was jumping and cursing, stuffing the empty plate into the other's mouth while cursing. Inexplicably, this scene overlapped with the one Xu Zhiyan had imagined earlier, which was about turning into a pool of mucus.
This was clearly an accident, but the hilarious surprise made the surrounding monsters burst into laughter.
“Ga ga ga…”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Fight! Fight!"
“How shameful, hahahaha…”
Hearing everyone's strange laughter, Xu Zhiyan seemed to be infected and started laughing too. He took out his phone and took a photo of the monsters laughing together and sent it to his spare phone.
【[picture]】
Ghosts and gods should receive it.
Before he could put away his phone, a new message arrived.
[Pure attribute monsters are different from other monsters. Most of them are condensed forms of power. When under stress, they will transform the form of power. Turning into liquid is a way for them to protect themselves. However, it seems that they have recovered a lot...]
Looking at the serious science-like explanation on the phone screen, Xu Zhiyan's expression froze, and then he burst into laughter, laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking while leaning against the table.
Damn, why did he think Party A, who suddenly became serious, was a little cute.
Glancing around, Xu Zhiyan took a few more photos.
【[Picture][Picture][Picture]……】
There is a one-eyed fruit hanging on the stair railing, a monster that is blowing bottles with 17 mouths growing out of its head, and a pile of monsters playing Jenga...
After sending the message, Xu Zhiyan found a quiet corner and waited for new messages from his client.
As expected, the ghosts and gods soon sent scientific information again.
The Kulala Fruit can disguise itself as the eyes of a ferocious beast to avoid predators. Seventeen mouths are not the limit of this monster. If it continues to evolve, it can have up to one hundred and forty-five mouths... As for Monster Jenga, the ghost's evaluation is very short.
[Strength has nothing to do with intelligence.]
This is a disguised way of saying that the monster playing Jenga is stupid. Xu Zhiyan was so amused that he almost cried.
After a long while, he finally stopped laughing.
Putting the phone back into his pocket, Xu Zhiyan moved to the next location and entered the Nightmare Community through the door.
Compared to the monster carnival, the atmosphere here is more civilized.
There are many silver buildings full of technology, and NPCs who unexpectedly got a holiday are participating in their favorite activities.
Xu Zhiyan's original intention was to make money and let everyone relax together. There was no group activity. Whatever they wanted to do was up to them, whether it was watching a movie, eating delicious food, or attending a ball game or a masquerade. If they didn't like socializing, they could just sleep and play games at home and enjoy a lonely vacation...
For a businessman, what could be more exciting than seeing his business thrive?
He held his phone and blended into the enthusiastic crowd on the street, taking some interesting photos and sending them to the gods. He listened to the NPCs talking about the future, and every time he heard about some new research and development direction, he seemed to see more money waving at him.
Following the crowd, when Xu Zhiyan walked into the many food stalls, he couldn't help but grab two cans of beer. Soon, a familiar NPC in strange clothes came to him for a drink...
Alcohol is probably not a good thing.
When Xu Zhiyan finally said goodbye to a group of drunk researchers, his steps were very unsteady and he couldn't walk in a straight line. His consciousness seemed to be covered by a veil.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the message he had sent to the ghosts and gods.
The sharing at the beginning was quite normal, mostly about some buildings and fireworks shows, and then it turned to delicious food and various wines.
The ghost's answer was also very official.
Like a meticulous translator, he compiled and explained in detail all the main objects in the pictures, some long and some short.
Xu Zhiyan read through the messages carefully one by one and found that the other party even gave an explanation for the cat he photographed on the roadside.
[A mechanical pet that looks like a cat. Asa has reported before, not all scientific research NPCs want to raise living things. In order to meet the demand, a pet that does not shed hair and does not need to eat has been developed. It looks no different from a real cat and only needs to be charged regularly.]
It was obviously a very rigorous answer, but when Xu Zhiyan thought of the ghost explaining the origin of the Doraemon on the roadside with his handsome face, he found it inexplicably funny.
Avoiding the crowd, he found an empty path, sat on a bench by the roadside and took off his mask.
【What is this? 】
【[picture]】
He held up his phone, took a picture of himself and sent it.
It wasn't very bright here, and Xu Zhiyan was confused and his hands were shaking badly, so he could only vaguely see his flushed face after drinking, and the smile that could not be hidden at the corners of his mouth.
This time he still received a reply immediately.
【My beloved.】
Xu Zhiyan flicked off the phone, his heart beating rapidly in his warm chest. After a while, he patted his chest and replied to the message as if nothing had happened.
[I thought you would say that this is a healthy and energetic carbon-based organism! ]
The ghost did not reply.
But Xu Zhiyan believed that the other party should also be laughing.
His responses were consistently passionate and bold.
[The reason this carbon-based creature sent you the photos is that he thought they were very interesting and wanted to share with you everything he saw, not because he wanted to know where these things came from, although it would be nice to know.]
【But after seeing so much, he felt a little tired. 】
Because he had drunk quite a bit of wine, Xu Zhiyan's round fingertips moved the keys very slowly, as if he was afraid of making a typo.
【Now, he wants to see you. 】
After sending it, Xu Zhiyan staggered to his feet from the bench, carrying the last half can of beer, and walked towards the passage back to the safe house.
One step, two steps, three steps...
As the air fluctuated, a door appeared out of nothing before his eyes.
“Buzz——”
The phone vibrated, and new messages from ghosts and gods appeared.
【I want to see you, too. 】
Xu Zhiyan looked at the bedroom door that suddenly appeared in front of him, and suddenly felt fortunate that he had found a place where no one was around to send the message, otherwise it would have been a bit embarrassing to show his bedroom door to the NPC.
Although he was already drunk, in order to avoid wasting food, he still drank the remaining half can of beer before entering the door.
After throwing away the empty can, he also straightened his tie.
Before I even touched the door handle, the door opened by itself...
“Bang—bang!”
On the deserted street where the sounds of bustle could be faintly heard, the bedroom door opened and closed. After completing its mission, the door disappeared again along with the fluctuating air.
There was no light in the room, but the bright moonlight shining through the window allowed people to see everything inside clearly.
The lips and teeth touch each other, and the sound of water is ambiguous.
When Xu Zhiyan's stiff brain was finally able to think, he found himself pressed directly against the door panel.
Unlike the cute and innocent reply when sending the message, the ghost himself was completely opposite to his words. The kiss was fierce and full of suffocating possessiveness.
He was only let go when Xu Zhiyan's legs had completely weakened and he could not stand straight.
Finally able to breathe some air, Xu Zhiyan didn't bother to push away the person who was biting his ear again, and spoke his problems intermittently.
"Bai, Bai Jin, will tonight affect... affect tomorrow's... tomorrow's schedule?"
The ghost paused, his voice becoming terribly hoarse.
"Won't."
With the help of moonlight, Xu Zhiyan realized belatedly that the other party's golden pupils were actually showing a blood color, and it was obvious that his patience had reached its limit.
Maybe he was too drunk, or maybe he was in a good mood after inspecting the industry, or maybe he was just a bold person.
Secret fears and desires intertwined.
Memories lingering in the darkness are awakened.
Xu Zhiyan is a person who often analyzes himself. He obeys his own desires and is willing to admit that he is looking forward to it.
The hand that was jumping quickly on the phone keyboard just now fell on the belt buckle of the ghost...
Since it would not affect tomorrow's schedule, his last concern disappeared.
Before I could untie them, my fingers were grabbed by someone.
"Um?"
Xu Zhiyan raised his head, his slightly drunk cheeks flushed red, his moist eyes full of confusion, and even the questioning sound he hummed out seemed to be confusing someone.
He was only one step away from a complete collapse of sanity, and Guishen felt that the blood in his body was surging. Having an active lover was undoubtedly sweet and painful.
"Be good, leave it to me next..."
He tried to coax the other party into not doing anything to challenge his already limited rationality.
But things went against our wishes. Some people were rebellious to begin with, and after drinking today, they became even more out of control.
"Oh? You said you would hand it in?"
His hands were clamped, but Xu Zhiyan couldn't move his hands, and his mouth was still there. When he stood on tiptoe, his legs were still trembling a little. He leaned on Party A, but unfortunately due to the height difference, he couldn't bite the other party's Adam's apple despite his efforts. He could only settle for the next best thing and vent his anger by biting the clavicle of Guishen that was exposed outside the collar...
The ghosts and gods heard the sound of their own sanity breaking.
…
The moon sets and the sun rises.
The sun was shining when Xu Zhiyan woke up.
Confused memories of being drunk came flooding back to him, and he sat up abruptly. When he saw Party A holding a book in front of the desk, he lay down again with a thump, pretending nothing had happened.
I cried from the beginning to the end, it was quite... embarrassing.
The feeling of his soul and body being stretched and filled had not completely dissipated yet, making it difficult for him to tell whether he was crying because of bloating or pleasure, or both.
It’s just that memory probably tends to preserve happiness.
When he woke up, all that remained in his mind were the thrills that had brought him almost to ecstasy.
Although it was very exhilarating and he really enjoyed it, he would never say such a mean thing again... As if he remembered something, Xu Zhiyan lifted the quilt and looked at his thighs.
There was nothing left on the body that had enjoyed the top-level repair experience, except for the white and tender thighs that had not been exposed to the light, which were clean without a single word left.
That's not right, he remembered that he wrote it last night.
His memory was too chaotic, and because of the alcohol, he couldn't remember the specific details... No, wait, he wrote? What did he write?
Suddenly, the voice of ghosts and gods sounded from far away.
"What are you looking for? A marker?"
Xu Zhiyan turned over and sat up, hugging the quilt and looking at Party A who was walking to the bedside.
“I think I used it.”
He raised his doubts generously.
What responded to him was the ghost's low laughter.
“Yes, you wrote them all.”
As He spoke, He slowly reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.
Above the ghost's muscular belly, there were a dozen crooked "positive" characters written all over it.
Only the first two words were crossed out.
Seeing Xu Zhiyan's face suddenly turn red, even the tips of his ears were red as if bleeding, the ghost leaned over and kissed the other's forehead, his voice full of love and teasing.
"You said you would owe me the rest first..."
Xu Zhiyan looked at the word "positive" written all over the other person's abdominal muscles, and finally remembered some fragments that could not be described in detail.
Yes, he talks a lot when he drinks.
He didn't even get into bed in the first half of the night. He knelt in front of the dressing mirror, with his knees supported by hands grown on the ground. The upper half of his body was in a suit and tie, and the lower half... Party A didn't even draw a single stroke, but he started begging for mercy.
It’s time to think about it.
Xu Zhiyan nodded to indicate that he understood.
Anyway, he is happy, so let him owe it to him!
After washing up and preparing to escape, Xu Zhiyan saw the ghost standing beside him with a gentle and harmless look. He became bolder and walked over to open his wallet, took out a banknote from it, and stuffed it into the other's belt.
"You did a good job. I'll order you tonight."
After saying that, he symbolically touched the abdominal muscles of his client, and then ran away without a trace in a flash, just running away after hitting the skin.
Only ghosts and gods were left there, laughing.
He reached out and took out the red banknote, unfolded it, looked at it again and again, and laughed softly.
Well, it seems that he was very satisfied with last night. He actually gave him a large amount of cash. You know, it is quite difficult to get some money from Xu Zhiyan.
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