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"mouse?"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, the mouse swayed and quickly got into the small crack in the corner.

It turns out that this kind of big house also attracts mice...

Lin Qiye shook his head slightly, without thinking too much, pushed the door and left.

"Wake up so early?" Wen Qimo, who was still lying on the sofa, was awakened by his door opening, and yawned lazily.

"Get used to staying in the camp."

Lin Qiye walked down the stairs, only to find that the door of Hongying's room had already been opened, and asked in surprise:

"Where's Miss Hongying?"

"She got up earlier than you, and she's practicing guns in the backyard now." Wen Qimo turned over and covered his head with a blanket, "You all got up earlier than the other, and you're keeping people from sleeping... this It's only past five o'clock, hello."

Lin Qiye: ...

It's not that Lin Qiye likes to get up early, the six months in the camp really formed the habit for him, every day before dawn, he was called by the whistle, and there were even two or three o'clock in the morning to pull him up for training... Being able to sleep until after five o'clock in one breath is already thankful.

Lin Qiye stepped lightly and walked into the backyard.

A girl in a white training suit held a long gun and tied a high black ponytail. She danced quickly in the empty courtyard like a frightened bird. The bright red spikes of the gun left long marks in the air, and the wind howled.

As if sensing Lin Qiye's arrival, Hongying's figure floated to the ground lightly, she put away her gun sassyly, and walked towards him with a smile.

"woke up?"

"Um."

"Is that pig on the couch awake?"

"Maybe not……"

"Leave him alone, let's go, my sister will make you some breakfast, and then go to the street to buy vegetables." Hongying seemed to have thought of something, licked her lips,

"It's been a long time since you went to the training camp, and it's been a long time since you tasted the cooking skills of the captain. Tonight is a blessing, hehehe..."

"Sister Hongying, do you get up so early every day to practice guns?" Lin Qiye asked suspiciously.

"That's right." Hongying nodded, "The master said that if you don't practice martial arts for a day, you will go back to practice for a hundred days. Ever since I started learning guns, I got up early every day to practice guns. I have persisted for 12 years."

"12 years?" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "So... how old are you, Sister Hongying?"

Hongying's age has always been a mystery. Judging from her appearance, she should be about the same age as Lin Qiye, at most two or three years older than Lin Qiye. That is to say, she has been practicing guns since she was about eight years old?

Hongying stuck out her tongue, and said angrily, "How can you ask a girl's age casually? I won't tell you!"

Lin Qiye walked into the room with Hongying helplessly, and the latter kicked Wen Qimo awake on the sofa, then turned and walked into the kitchen to get busy.

About ten minutes later, a sumptuous breakfast was put on the dining table. Si Xiaonan, who had been sleeping in the house, was also dragged up by Hongying. One hundred unwilling people sat at the dining table, half asleep and half awake, eating Finished breakfast.

After eating, Hongying, Lin Qiye and Si Xiaonan went out to buy groceries, leaving only Wen Qimo at home with a sad face to wash the dishes, completely reduced to a tool man.

What they didn't notice was that in the corner of the ceiling of the house, a little gray mouse was watching all this silently...

……

Cangnan City.

In the intricate sewer system, dense rats surged like a tide. Like a well-trained army, they passed through the passage silently and quickly, and came to an empty and dark underground cavity.

Faint sunlight sprinkled from the rusted grille at the top of the hollow, and the huge and heavy fan swung gently, casting shaking shadows in this dim space, and the air was filled with a faint smell of stench and medicine.

In this underground cavity, there is a blood-stained operating table in the center. Next to the operating table are several scalpels, axes, and even chainsaws. Next to it are two buckets soaked with strange stumps. formalin specimens.

There was a huge snake head that was dying, and a lizard with only half of its body left.

On the stone platform on the other side, a young man wearing a black cloak and a hood was sitting there quietly. In front of him was a chessboard with black and white pieces intertwined, but there was no one on the opposite side.

rustling...

A large number of rats poured in from the narrow passage, and surrounded the stone platform in a dark mass. They lay there quietly, as if they were worshiping their king.

The boy held a sunspot, looked at the surrounding mice, and muttered to himself:

"The neurons of the fourth generation of artificial snake demon and my spiritual power fit much better than the third generation. It can be regarded as a preliminary creation of a visual sharing system similar to that between the Nanda snake demon and the snake species. However, if you want to have the extreme Strong contagion, more experiments and improvements are needed..."

He slowly dropped the sunspot in his hand, stood up from the stone platform, walked to an iron cage full of rats, and grabbed one out of it.

A glimmer of light emerged from his fingertips, and entered the mouse's head. The mouse fainted instantly, and after a few seconds, its body shook, and it came back to life again.

Immediately afterwards, the mouse quickly climbed down from his palm, fell into the vast army of mice, and prostrated respectfully on the ground.

"This ability comes from the 'snake species' of the Nanda Snake Demon. It can use artificial snake demon neurons to link the consciousness of other creatures, control their actions, and complete vision sharing... Unfortunately, now I can only use the mouse's Plant artificial Basilisk neurons in vivo.

Let's name this four-generation artificial snake demon neuron as 'fish species' for the time being...

With these more than 400 mice with 'fish species', I can completely control any disturbance in Cangnan City, and if there is a mysterious appearance, I will definitely be able to find it before the night watchman..."

The boy slowly took off his hood, revealing an ordinary face, but if Lin Qiye was here, he would be recognized immediately.

His name is An Qingyu.

An Qingyu, who teamed up with Lin Qiye to deal with the Nanda Snake Demon, and disappeared after asking to join the Night Watchman to no avail.

An Qingyu turned around, her eyes fell on the chessboard on the stone platform again, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"From the perspective of 'fish species' sharing, the situation in Cangnan City is very delicate now..."

He sat back by the chessboard, staring at the black and white, intertwined and complicated chess pieces on the chessboard, and pondered:

"Hidden strong men from all over Daxia, a dozen people from the 'Sichuan' realm, the former night watchman who escaped from the fasting place, the mad scorpion mercenary who disappeared without a trace three years ago, a woman suspected of the Church of the Ancient God, and even Two hidden 'sea' strongmen...

The water in Cangnan is getting deeper and deeper. "

He picked up a white piece with his fingertips and looked towards the corner of the chessboard with a hesitant expression.

"The positions of these chess pieces are too dangerous, do you want to remind Lin Qiye..."

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, and slowly dropped the white piece in his hand to a corner of the chessboard.

"After all, we are in trouble together. This time... I will help you."