Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

In the country of Ango, Prader was sitting at the table, anxiously rushing to report on the experiment.

Thanks to his slow experimental process, he was the only one left in the entire laboratory.

He also had a good relationship with his colleagues, but no one helped him with his experiments.

Colleagues... The essence is that strangers get together for profit. There is no profit to be gained. Who is willing to do extra work that is beyond their own scope?

Finally, Prader finished writing the last word.

At this moment, the moonlight was like water, shining slowly into the laboratory through the window.

Inside the laboratory, which was separated by a wall, a rough sound, similar to the roar of a wild beast, could be heard. Immediately afterwards, the floor made a "dong-dong-dong" sound, as if something huge was heading towards the door where I ate during the day.

Prader was so frightened that he slipped to his knees and fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, he also knew that now was not the time to lie down, so he pinched himself hard and rolled out of the laboratory while crawling on the ground.

He looked extremely embarrassed.

The audience saw that under the moonlight, a part of Prad's head emitted blue fluorescence, a bit like X-rays, clearly illuminating the inside of the body.

When he moved, the blue brain inside swayed.

It's just that he was too panicked and didn't notice it at all.

The Angolan government: "Damn it, why doesn't Prad know how to bring a mirror to look at himself? Isn't he usually pretty?"

As for why Prad's brain turned blue, everyone speculated that it was because he ate with his head exposed during the day.

"Trash, such a talent should not appear in him, it is a waste."

"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to see, go to another live broadcast room. This person will finish playing sooner or later."

"I think Prad is very lucky. He always gets stuck and completes the task. He walks on the edge of success and failure."

"I understand, brother Kadian."

……

His eyes returned to Xu Ye, who came out of the laboratory building and slowly returned to the dormitory.

The moment he opened the door, a figure stood in front of Xu Ye with his hands on his hips angrily:

"Stop, don't come in."

Xu Ye looked at him,

He is about 1.7 meters tall, thin, wearing a set of pure white pajamas, and his appearance reveals a delicate look.

He glanced at another bed in the dormitory. It was wrinkled and had obvious signs of movement.

It seems that this is the roommate he has never met.

Xu Ye hates people giving orders to him the most: "If you say you can't come in, you won't come in. Who do you think you are?"

He had to forcefully step into the dormitory as soon as he raised his feet.

"Go away, don't bring your dirty things back to the room."

The man grabbed the white watering can on the ground and fired at Xu Ye.

Who is Xu Ye?

If you can touch him, it must be because he wants you to touch him on purpose.

But now Xu Ye has no interest in playing this game.

So the boy in white clothes sprayed for a long time, but it didn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Seeing that Xu Ye was still stubborn about going in,

He curled his lips and suddenly sat on the ground and started crying. Tears flowed down his palm-sized face, and he kept hiccupping while crying. He looked like he had collapsed:

"You are sick, hiccup... If you are not clean yourself, you will affect others, hiccup..."

"It's really unlucky to share a dormitory with you... hiccup... it's so dirty."

This really bothered Xu Ye, thinking that for a person who fights every day, crashes and bungees into cars, this was the first time he encountered a traitor with such a low psychological defense.

Wait, what did he say, dirty?

Xu Ye suddenly realized a problem. He took off his breathing mask and saw that the filter of the mask was covered with a light gray substance.

Xu Ye remembered that this thing was still pure white in the morning.

I checked the goggles again, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with them on the surface. I picked up a tissue and touched them lightly, but there was also a layer of dust.

Xu Ye froze in embarrassment, looking at the boy on the ground.

He just lost his popularity and apologized now, which makes him somewhat unable to open his mouth.

Xu Ye dug into his prop backpack, took out a cosmetic, and threw it to the boy.

The other party immediately roared, like a frightened Erha, and roared: "You still hit me, it's unreasonable."

Until his thing called "concealer" was accidentally held in his hand, the boy was stunned for a moment: "This is it?"

"This is for you, don't cry." Xu Ye touched his nose.

"You can't give it to me without being hygienic."

"I'll tell you."

Xu Ye was sprayed all over his body by the white watering can on the ground, and it was indeed a little cleaner.

He took out a mask and said, "I need this too."

The substance coming out of the spray bottle smelled like disinfectant. After the mask was sprayed, the color became lighter, but it never returned to the pure white color in the morning.

Xu Ye guessed that this was also a means to curb pollution, but the effect was limited.

Seeing that Xu Ye had finished disinfecting the poison, the boy was finally satisfied. He introduced himself as Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng held the "concealer" in his hand and asked again uncertainly: "Did you really give it to me?"

"Haha, really, it's a worthless gadget." Xu Ye touched his nose.

This is a weird prop, used by a certain woman to apply makeup after she died. After I got it, it was of no use and kept sitting on the bottom of the box.

"Then I won't argue with you about the bread crumbs all over the dormitory in the morning."

Zhang Meng snorted arrogantly and happily went to try on the cosmetics.

To be honest, he is one of the more delicate looking boys and has good skin. A few years ago, people named this kind of person a "cream boy".

Zhang Meng seemed to have a mysophobia. He was either tinkering with cosmetics or cleaning the house all night, and he had no time to spare.

……

At the same time, everyone in other Chosen Live broadcast rooms met Zhang Meng.

Some of the Chosen Ones were very cautious and put away their protective clothing and did not accept Zhang Meng's disinfection.

After all, in the world of ghost stories, dangers are everywhere, and it is an effective way to save your life not to try things you don't understand easily.

Wei Na from Asan Kingdom saw herself sleeping in the same dormitory with a boy. Not only was she not angry, but she also talked to him about skin care and makeup. In this level, she was the best performer among the chosen ones. Bit.

Prader from Ango country burst into laughter after the other party said the word "Zhang Meng".

He pointed his finger at the other person and ridiculed: "It's just you who is still Zhang Meng."

"Why is it so fierce? Why don't we go into the toilet and have a showdown?"

Zhang Meng glared at him and returned to his bed with a gloomy expression.

"Hey, I was just joking, there's no need to be angry, right?" Prader didn't realize his problem at all and was still chattering in the dormitory.

The audience was stunned for a while:

"This roommate named Zhang Meng is not easy to communicate with."

"Yes, he loses his temper every once in a while. If he talks properly, he won't cause all kinds of problems."

"Just now Ivan asked him if he liked racing, but he looked even worse."

"This is where women have the upper hand."

"If you are a wealthy and wealthy person like Mr. Xu Ye, it's not impossible."

……

The next morning, Xu Ye sat up from the bed.

As expected, he was the only one left in the dormitory.

The bed next door was neatly made, and I didn’t know what Zhang Meng did when he got up so early every day.

Xu Ye stretched out and came across a piece of paper in his hand.

Well, new rules?

He picked up the note doubtfully, and there was a line of beautiful small letters on it.

"Remember to disinfect the bed, and don't drop bread crumbs on the floor."

"It's from your roommate—Zhang Meng."

Throwing the paper ball into the trash can, Xu Ye got up from the bed and walked to the cabinet.

Seeing that it was empty, Xu Ye couldn't help but reach out to the cabinet next door.

There is a fragrance when you open it.

Xu Ye took out five pieces of bread and wrote three, four, five, six and seven on them.

Apparently, today, Tuesday, the first two portions had been eaten by Zhang Meng.

Xu Ye was not polite and stuffed the remaining five portions into his mouth.

The daily workload in the laboratory is huge, and high-intensity specialized work requires a lot of energy, which cannot be solved by two slices of bread in the morning.

If the chosen one wants to avoid fainting in the lab and not eating at noon, he must replenish enough energy in the morning.