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Cheng Che silently looked at the phone case that he dared not use except on holidays, and thought carefully, "I don't know the principle, but you can try it."
Sanyueqi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Xing, "Can I try?"
"No, you can't." Xing's eyes swept over March 7 and he shook his head regretfully.
Don't have that strength.
"Oh." March 7 sighed disappointedly.
"Wait." Cheng Che took the phone, still refusing to give up, "Is there nothing else that fell with me?"
Where is the system?
Without the system, could he have used poisonous milk to spell out a world on the Starry Sky Railway?
ps: This is not a male-oriented story, there is no harem or CP, it is an everyday story, a illogical and funny story, please be careful if you mistakenly read it.
Chapter 2: Really nice butt.
Cheng Che confirmed again and again that there was indeed no small ray of light following him into this strange world.
There is no system, no cheat code, and no idea of the plot...
If he had known this, he should have grabbed an account on the first day of the server opening and become the king of hardcore gaming from then on.
I never expected that a mouthful of poisonous milk could be so poisonous.
"So you are from a blue planet, and you ended up on the train without knowing what happened?" San Yue Qi looked at Cheng Che in confusion and said hesitantly, "Then you..."
At the side, the gray-haired girl looked at Cheng Che, "Are you sick?!"
"Xing, you're too direct!" Sanyueqi shrank his neck and lowered his voice, "Even if we suspect he's sick, we can't just say it out loud!"
star:……
Is there any difference between you now and speaking out directly?!
Finally, Cheng Che raised his head and pointed at himself, "He is indeed sick. Which one are you asking about?"
"Which one?" San Yue Qi leaned back slightly, looking shocked, "There's more than one?!"
Is the Star Train a device that attracts special talents? !
"I have facial paralysis." Cheng Che pointed at his stiff face and continued, "It's also poisonous."
March 7:…
star:……
The two looked at each other and fell silent at the same time.
I've seen facial paralysis before. There's one in the next car, but...
"How is it poisonous?" San Yue Qi hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the man in front of him, "Where is it poisonous?"
He was wearing a loose T-shirt, big shorts, and flip-flops.
She has a clean face and her light amber eyes look pretty good, but her black collarbone-length hair with small curls gives off a feeling of refinement and casualness.
In a word, show off.
But I just can't see where the poison is.
"I don't feel anything now." Cheng Che sat there calmly, his voice cold, "I don't feel any poison."
So he really doesn't have a system to become stronger and start a harem?
"..." March 7 pursed his lips, choking for a moment.
Two people with facial paralysis. Although Dan Heng welded their mouths shut, it won’t cause choking.
Facing Cheng Che's expressionless face, she didn't even want to complain to him.
"So..." Xing frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Cheng Che's chest, "What do these words on your clothes mean?"
San Yue Qi came back to his senses and spoke each word with doubt, "I swear to die rather than be a ghost?"
When he spoke later, San Yue Qi's tone seemed a little uncertain.
She turned her head and looked at Xing, hesitantly asking, "Is this how you write the word 'poor' in 'poor ghost'?"
Xing shook her head affirmatively, "No, this word is the dome of the train."
Cheng Che lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body, feeling that this was a blatant mockery.
Yes, there is no system, but he was given a change of clothes.
"Ah……"
A cold laugh escaped from Cheng Che's lips, and he gritted his teeth, "Traveling through time... I hope all systems explode on the spot."
If you can't get it, destroy it. If you can't destroy it, mess it up.
Anyway, it won’t hurt to just say it.
"boom--"
There was a loud bang suddenly, and a streak of light paused not far from the train, and a firework exploded on the spot.
Its brilliance is comparable to that of the Xiao Palace.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head, his eyes penetrated the car window, and his heart was filled with desolation.
what is that?
What was that that exploded?!
"This..." Sanyue Qitian blinked innocently, "Is this the system you mentioned?"
Cheng Che didn't want to talk, he just wanted to bang his head against the wall.
He, Cheng Che, after poisoning himself into the train crew, once again poisoned his own golden finger.
It is just like this for a lonely person.
The stiff muscles on Cheng Che's face moved, revealing an expression that seemed to be neither smiling nor crying, and his voice was like that of an old man who was lingering on, "See, this is my poison."
"Also..." Sanyueqi opened his mouth and poked Xing beside him with his elbow.
She, on March 7, was a chatterbox, but today, at this time and place, she has become mute.
"It's quite spectacular." Xing pursed her lips and found the word 'comfort' from her meager vocabulary.
Cheng Che looked desolate, "Yeah... at least I heard a noise."
Can't withdraw?
It’s too unintelligent, there’s not even an undo button. Bad review!
"Would you like to introduce the new guest to me?"
A voice with a hint of laughter came from behind the few people. The red-haired woman crossed her arms and looked over here with a faint smile, "March 7th."
Cheng Che turned his head, his pupils trembling.
Wuliangta Jizi is dead...
Wuliangta Jizi...
What stabbed him again?
Isn’t it impressive that the knife that can fry itself is also impressive?
"Has the guest seen me?" Ji Zi raised her eyebrows and looked at Cheng Che, then walked over slowly and sat on one side. "The guest's visit made a lot of noise..."
Having said that, Ji Zi turned her head to look at the hole in the ceiling and sighed heavily.
After several jumps, the Starry Sky Train was hit by a hole.
Really nice butt.
"I don't know him." Cheng Che shook his head, getting rid of the idea of a substitute. "I've never seen him."
Jizi:......
Okay, that's fine too.
"He is Cheng Che." San Yue Qi shrugged and pointed to the hole next to him. "He fell down. I just happened to take a picture of him."
As he spoke, San Yue Qi took out his cell phone and played a video.
In the video, a man is falling rapidly, and he actually uses his butt to punch a hole in the train, with his flip-flops hanging on his thumb and dangling.
"Good... ahem." Jizi pursed her lips, suppressing the timely but unreasonable compliment, "What a great idea."
Nice butt.
Next time, use Cheng Che to beat the Star Core Hunter, it will be very effective.
Cheng Che held his waist and continued to grit his teeth, "That's great, a time traveler without a system is not as good as staying where he is..."
"Shh!" San Yue Qi's eyelids twitched, and he jumped up and quickly covered Cheng Che's mouth, "You can't say it!"
We can’t blow it up. If we do, the train cannot be repaired!
Cheng Che held his breath, "Woo woo woo..."
“I can’t tell you.” San Yue Qi hesitated and let go of his hand and sat back. After thinking for a while, he said, “I have to ask Dan Heng how to weld the mouth shut…”
Cheng Che has a big mouth and he always explodes. If he continues to explode, the space station will be destroyed.
Xing pursed her lips, looking through the phenomenon to see the essence, "Did you come to the train because you want to blow yourself up like this?"
There is no other reason more reasonable than this one.
"Yes." Cheng Che nodded with a hoarse voice as if he had lost all hope.
It could have been exploded later, but unfortunately I had a disobedient grandson.
But not everyone can encounter the situation where the big guarantee is wrong, it is hard to come by in a million years.
That guy got a bargain.
Cheng Che sighed and looked out the window again, "Do you know what just exploded? It was my wife, my fighting power, and my happiness..."