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Cheng Che took a look and said, "Sang Bo has done a lot of harm to people..."
Hearing this, Jeppard said nothing, but looked at Cheng Che with an indescribable look.
It sounds as if a crow's mouth won't harm anyone.
"This way." Jeppard took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked towards the path beside with Cheng Che, "You probably haven't been here yet."
Cheng Che nodded, holding the flowers and following behind Jeppard, "Can I take the rail car later?"
"Sure." Jeppard nodded and looked at the trams running along fixed routes in the city. "Traveling around the city by car is indeed a good choice."
Suddenly, Cheng Che stopped and frowned on his face, which usually had no expression due to facial paralysis.
"Did you hear any sound?" Cheng Che listened with his ears tilted, and it was unclear whether there was confusion, shock or horror in his eyes.
Jeppard's eyes flashed with confusion as he looked at the road ahead, "What?"
"We can explore the area ahead later."
A familiar voice sounded in Cheng Che's ears, seeming to bring back some distant and not pleasant memories.
At this moment, Cheng Che seemed to see Zhongli saying "a little tired" and sucking the Seven Days Statue dry.
Chapter 128: We can have an extra meal tonight.
Belloberg District.
Two adult men were standing in front of a passage. The man holding flowers in his arms lowered his head and looked at the stairs in front of him, with suspicion and horror that could not be concealed in his eyes.
On the other side, the guard officer of the Silver Mane Iron Guard was wearing a uniform, frowning slightly and looking extremely confused.
For a moment, Cheng Che was a little confused as to whether he was hallucinating or his bad words from a few days ago really had attracted Paimeng.
You can't come. If you come, you will eat him till he is penniless.
Jeppard frowned at Cheng Che, and looked around suspiciously, asking in confusion: "Why can you and Xing hear strange noises here?"
I originally thought Xing had misheard, but now it seems...
Jeppard frowned, his eyes swept over the pedestrians and the Silver Mane Guards on duty, his suspicions growing.
Is there something wrong here?
Are the monsters in the Rift causing trouble?
Or is someone playing tricks? !
"Xing heard it too?" Cheng Che raised his head, with a hint of disbelief in his tone, "When did she hear it?"
Isn’t the poster girl March 7th?
Paimon...
How can Paimeng, who is so young, work part-time?
This counts as child labor!!!
"When you first came to Beloberg," Jeppard recalled to make sure he remembered correctly, "after meeting the Lord Guardian, you were wandering around the city. At that time..."
We visited a lot of places at that time, and also went to the machinery house to print some photos to make him look more socially dead.
Jeppard will remember this for the rest of his life!
"..." Cheng Che looked at the road in front of him in silence, and a not-so-good guess gradually emerged in his mind.
Xing also heard it, and that was before he mentioned Paimon, so it wasn't the Crow's Mouth that appeared.
This is……
Cheng Che scratched the strap of his backpack with his fingernails and pursed his lips.
Are you kidding me?
From Timmy to Paimon, they all play their own memes, with the main goal of keeping the benefits within the family?
So what other memes will we discover in the future?
Jeppard looked at Cheng Che's expression and asked hesitantly, "Is there something wrong?"
"Yes." Cheng Che nodded, lowering his eyes to look at the ground, "It's easy to be fooled to death."
They are playing their own jokes, and they are so open about it, how crazy must the plot be...
“It’s okay…” Cheng Che thought about it and shook his head, “I was just hallucinating… Maybe this is a common trait of the protagonists…”
star……
Xing is the protagonist whose surname is Mi, and he is a player whose surname is Mi.
it's the same.
"Oh..." Jeppard nodded blankly and couldn't help scratching the back of his head.
It seems that the Crow's Mouth is not very good to me. I used to be a serious person, but now I am becoming more and more confused.
"But..." Cheng Che suddenly became more confused and turned to look at Jeppard, "Weren't we shopping together at the time? Why didn't I know Xing said this?"
Jeppard:…
Jeppard silently moved his gaze to the trash can next to him, raised his eyebrows and said nothing, the meaning was obvious.
Cheng Che: ...
"Okay, I have no more questions." Cheng Che pursed his lips and turned his head to take a look. "Let's go, let's go through the trash can."
"?" Jeppard's eyebrows were raised higher, and the word speechless was written in his left and right eyes, "Still turning over?"
Cheng Che nodded and walked towards the trash can that looked very pleasing to the eye. "Beloberg's food is really bad..."
As he spoke, Cheng Che stood in front of the trash can and looked inside. “My bloodline won’t allow me to eat that kind of thing.”
Jeppard was silent for a moment, then walked aside to carry Cheng Che's things. "Is the food you found the food from your hometown?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded, trying to find an understandable explanation, "You can understand it as I have a dedicated delivery man, but he has a problem with his brain and remembered the wrong signing location."
It's recorded as a trash can. If it weren't for the Starry Sky Railway, he would have given it a bad review.
I can give it away, but if I can’t, let the little yellow-haired one…
Forget it.
The little yellow-haired creature may not be delivered to you, and may eat it by itself.
"I understand." Jeppard thought hard for a moment and finally nodded, but he still couldn't help sighing, "Because of the cold wave, Beloberg doesn't have much food to eat, and the coffee supply at the Goethe Hotel has stopped. But in the future..."
Jeppard glanced at the people around him and sighed heavily.
The cold wave will not subside in a day or two. Resources are sufficient, but they are stretched.
Hearing this, Cheng Che raised his eyes and glanced at Jeppard, "Are you worried about the residents of Beloberg?"
Pretty responsible?
Can't feel it.
Cheng Che took out a takeout bag and handed it to Jeppard, saying softly, "Use your brain. The star core has been solved, and your connection with the universe has been restored. If you can't produce it yourself, can't you import it?"
Cheng Che took out the last takeout bag, held it in his hand and walked towards the hotel. "What's wrong? Did the green plants suck your brain dry like Sangbo?"
Jeppard frowned and followed Cheng Che, "Maybe it's because the crow's mouth has given me too much of a shock."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, turned his head and glanced at Jeppard, "We can have an extra meal tonight."
As he spoke, Cheng Che quickened his pace, lest the flowers he had bought with great difficulty be frozen and turned into withered flowers.
Jeppard: ???
Jeppard frowned and looked at Cheng Che's back, feeling a little confused for a moment.
What do you mean?
What to add to the meal?
Jeppard was puzzled and couldn't help but touch his head.
Jeppard:…
Jeppard felt the fragile touch of his palm, which was different from the hair, and his eyes looked particularly sad as he looked at Cheng Che's back.
It is a snack, indeed, but can the plants growing on the human body really be eaten?
What's the difference between this behavior and cannibalism? !
"came back?"
Walter smelled an aroma different from the local food of Beloberg, and walked out of the room consciously, just in time to see Cheng Che who came back with food, "Sleepy?"
Cheng Che had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and looked as if all his energy had been drained away, like a walking corpse.
But, who doesn’t stay up late?
"I'm used to it." Cheng Che pushed open the door of his room and walked in, saying, "Let's eat. After dinner, I'm going to do some handicrafts and then go to bed."
"Okay." Walter walked into Cheng Che's room consciously and glanced at Jeppard who was following Cheng Che with a dejected look on his face. "What's this, garrison officer?"
Hearing this, Jeppard came back to his senses, glanced at Walter absent-mindedly, and sat silently on a chair at the dining table.
Under Walter's confused gaze, Cheng Che had already skillfully put down his bag, found a pair of scissors from the table, wiped them clean, and fiddled with the green spot on Jeppard's head.
The food exuded an enticing aroma, and with the sound of scissors clicking, a small pot on the dining table was filled with lush green plants in the blink of an eye.
Walter's pupils trembled, and even though he was well-informed, it was a little difficult for him to understand the scene in front of him.
Cheng Che is a ruthless person.
Chapter 129 This is killing two birds with one stone!
After eating and drinking, it was already dark, but it was not Cheng Che's ideal bedtime.
He continued to sit back at his desk, poking at his felt silently.
Walter leaned on the single sofa beside him, holding his cane with both hands.
After a while, he suddenly spoke, his deep voice echoing in the small hotel room, "Are you from Earth?"