Prison No. 7.
Dormitory building.
Li Qingyu sat alone on the lower bunk, her slender legs beneath her white skirt swaying by the bedside, never touching the ground.
This dormitory room, which was originally meant for four people, now only has Li Qingyu left.
As for the others, after learning that Li Qingyu only had a B-level talent, they hurriedly packed their bags and moved dormitories, seemingly afraid of being infected by the B-level talent.
After staring blankly at the somewhat dull white floor tiles for a while,
Li Qingyu jumped out of bed and went to the balcony.
Looking at the dark sun slowly rising from the horizon, Li Qingyu's eyes were deep and unfathomable.
Although Ma Panghu spent the whole day explaining to him how normal prison is and how normal their lives are here.
But Li Qingyu always felt that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, it was just a feeling.
After watching the black sun for a while, Li Qingyu turned her gaze to her purple little fingernail.
Originally, Li Qingyu didn't intend to dye her hair like this, but in the end, she only dyed the nail of her little finger.
Is a Grade B talent really that weak? It can't even dye its hair...?
Li Qingyu sighed and turned back into the dormitory.
Li Qingyu sat back on the bed, preparing to soak his feet, play some games, and then go to sleep.
But then it suddenly dawned on me.
That shouldn't be the case... Even if a B-level talent is terrible, it's impossible for them to only have a nail polish. That kid Ma Panghu is also a B-level, and now no matter what he fries, it's rock hard.
Could it be...?
Is this the wrong way to use it? This talent isn't meant to be used on yourself, but on other items?
For example, as Ma Panghu said... dyeing fried eggs?
Thinking of this, Li Qingyu perked up.
If you can dye other items, then your talent isn't too wasted; at least you can turn a green eggplant into a purple one...
By then, just selling eggplants will be enough to feed and entertain everyone, right?
So Li Qingyu couldn't sit still any longer, since the strength of her talent was related to her grand project of dyeing eggplants.
Li Qingyu quickly looked around to see if there were any items that could be used for the dyeing experiment.
After looking around, Li Qingyu finally looked at the bucket she had originally planned to use for soaking her feet, and the red rope tied around her wrist.
How about... we give it a try?
Li Qingyu raised her right hand.
At this moment, a simple and weathered red ribbon was tied around her slender, fair right wrist.
Li Qingyu didn't remember exactly when she was tied up.
Besides, Li Qingyu also felt something was off when she looked at the pineapple sticker on the back of her right hand.
It seems... the door on the little pineapple sticker has been opened a crack?
Li Qingyu frowned, wondering if she was overthinking things; perhaps this little pineapple was always like this.
Unfortunately, the little pineapple sticker was like a tattoo on the back of her hand, impossible to wipe off. Otherwise, Li Qingyu would never have bothered to put such a childish thing on her hand.
I don't even know what level of aesthetic sense I had back then.
Putting aside her doubts about the pineapple stickers, Li Qingyu refocused her attention on the red string on her wrist.
On a whim, he activated his talent immediately. No way!
"Oh dear!!!"
In an instant, Li Qingyu's face turned as red as if she were constipated, and the red rope on her wrist was suddenly enveloped by a wisp of purple smoke.
In just a few seconds.
Li Qingyu stopped straining.
Then, Li Qingyu discovered that the red string on her wrist had not changed at all after the purple smoke dissipated.
Li Qingyu was extremely frustrated. Could it be that her B-grade talent... was really so useless?
From being able to dye a small amount, like a fingernail, to now being unable to dye anything at all?
I've been holding it in until my skirt is almost soaked, but it still doesn't work...
"Sigh..." Li Qingyu sighed again and looked at the foot bath tub at her feet.
After thinking about it.
Li Qingyu decided to finish what she started and use the "Don't Be Like This" talent on the foot bath tub one more time.
Although even the small red string hadn't been dyed, and it seemed silly of her to try and dye such a large foot bath tub, Li Qingyu was still unwilling to give up.
He was unwilling to accept that his talent was wasted.
So Li Qingyu reached out and grabbed the edge of the foot bath tub, and started straining again.
"Aiya ya ya!!!"
After a short while, the dormitory returned to calm.
Meanwhile, Li Qingyu, sitting upright on the bed, had gradually calmed down.
A hint of tyranny slowly surfaced in his eyes, only to vanish in an instant into clarity.
a long time.
Li Qingyu looked down at her small body and white dress, then looked up at her dormitory surroundings. Finally, she gazed at the dark sun outside the window.
"Hehehe..."
A dark light shone through the room, and a playful laugh slowly echoed through the dormitory.
...
"Running like this isn't a solution!" Mimi said resolutely.
Yueyue blinked her big eyes, "The big rat behind us thinks the same thing..."
"We need to find a way to speed things up!" Mimi's eyes lit up.
Yueyue hesitated for a moment before saying, "The big rat behind us thinks the same thing..."
“Then… Yueyue, it’s your turn to run!” Mimi said decisively.
"The big rat behind us... Eh!?" Yueyue was speaking when she suddenly paused.
"Combined form!!!"
With a roar from Mimi.
The next second, Little Carrot Head Yueyue, encased in Meow Meow Armor and bearing the title of "Funeral of Love," began to charge forward at an even faster speed. At the same time, the enormous rat head behind her, for some unknown reason, also accelerated its charge.
"Mimi, why can I run faster on two legs than on four?" Yueyue ran wildly with a curious expression. Since the Meow Meow Armor was controlling everything automatically, Yueyue wasn't tired at all.
"Because your legs are long, your belly won't drag on the ground..."
The cat-themed helmet on Yueyue's head made a helpless sound.
"I see..." Yueyue nodded knowingly, then asked curiously, "Mimi, does your tummy hurt?"
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