Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

A childish sound of "impossible", subtle and desperate.

The last sound that echoed in Qin Mo's conscious world was as faint as the cry of a young animal licking its wounds alone on a rainy night.

Like a fallen leaf falling into the water, it created ripples in Qin Mo's world of consciousness.

The endless rippling of the water seemed like a key that opened a mysterious door, and a sound of "impossibility" also came from the depths of Qin Mo's consciousness.

Impossible! ...Impossible!

Two different voices appeared in Qin Mo's consciousness.

The first one belongs to Gao Changgong's voice, and the second one is equally childish but obviously different.

The latter one was clearer and the tone was full of determination.

It’s like telling others about your trust and determination when facing other people’s doubts.

Qin Mo's consciousness moved slowly, like a machine that had been out of repair for a long time.

The voice is so familiar...

…This is my voice!

A storm caused by a pair of thin wings unfolded silently in the desolate heart, sweeping across Qin Mo's entire world of consciousness.

To be more precise, it should be said that it was the voice of his childhood. Realizing this, Qin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Where...

The heat surging in his body became hotter and hotter, but Qin Mo felt very cold.

In a trance, it seemed as if a chill penetrated into his body through his pores, turning into countless chains that imprisoned his soul.

Cold... so cold...

Move your hands and feet.

Qin Mo sighed that his body was still more comfortable.

A body of gold or a body of silver is not as good as your own broken body.

The power of the new shadow continued to attack Qin Mo, trying to devour this delicious and powerful soul.

The shackles on the soul became stronger and stronger, and the consciousness that had just been condensed showed signs of disintegration.

Qin Mo could feel that there was a force in his body protecting him, preventing him from losing himself in the impact of this force.

Maybe it was the power of the little moon that came through the contract.

Qin Mo sighed silently.

He still can't contact Xiaoyueliang.

If he allowed his consciousness to continue to disintegrate, he might be completely lost in the consciousness of this shadow and become a part of this new shadow.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened.

As his consciousness collapsed, something also passed away from his body, like a bottle with a crack.

Not only was the bottle damaged, but the water inside also kept flowing out through the cracks.

There was dead silence all around him, and a new shadow was glaring at him from a short distance away.

There was no response in Qin Mo's empty heart except the sound of the wind, and he felt sad unconsciously.

His remaining consciousness made him vaguely aware that his current mental state was very abnormal, and a strong negative energy filled his chest.

There was a lot of depression in my heart, as if someone had stabbed me with an invisible knife and poison.

The negative emotions that were everywhere in the darkness once again strengthened the chains wrapped around Qin Mo's soul, constantly attacking Qin Mo's remaining line of defense of consciousness.

For the sake of his remaining consciousness, Qin Mo did not dare to risk attacking the chains again.

Close your eyes and concentrate on defense.

Suddenly, a small, glowing butterfly quietly appeared in front of Qin Mo and spread its wings.

The slightly fluttering wings continuously dropped light gold powder, like a light golden rain.

Feeling the light, Qin Mo slightly opened his eyes that were filled with autumn water.

Slightly absent-minded.

Butterfly......

Where is it?

so beautiful!

Qin Mo suddenly became curious about this creature that didn't fit in here.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Mo forcibly dragged the chains on his soul and stretched out his hand to personally receive the extremely beautiful gold powder.

Qin Mo, who was trying hard to maintain his consciousness, was in tears:

"...".

Didn’t grandma teach you?

Don’t pick wild flowers on the roadside. The more beautiful the mushrooms are, the more poisonous they are.

Stop it! Where is your vigilance?

The white and slender fingertips carefully fell under the butterfly wings, and the golden powder was like a little sun that couldn't wait to pounce on Qin Mo's fingertips.

The trace of falling was like a golden thread connecting Qin Mo with it.

Qin Mo's mouth corners rose unconsciously.

really beautiful.

The light golden powder accumulated more and more in the palm of his hand, and the light in Qin Mo's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The light in Qin Mo's eyes suddenly went out.

He remembered that he was not like this when he was a child. He was always very vigilant.

This silly and innocent Qin Mo is definitely not him...

【Warm...warm】

Suddenly, the butterfly folded its wings and gently landed on Qin Mo's fingertips.

A golden light expanded outward from his body, stretching into a human figure.

Qin Mo opened his eyes slightly and subconsciously held his breath.

He had forgotten that there was no such thing as breathing in his consciousness.

Mature card Qin Mo is desperate: “…”

It's over... Died young...

A hand stretched out from the light and shadow, pulling Qin Mo into his arms, chuckling.

[…I found you]

The voice sounded directly in Qin Mo's head.

Mature card + naive Qin Mo's eyes opened wider.

Find me?

This feeling...is him!

The naive Qin Mo suddenly stretched out his other hand and grabbed the other person's hand that was interlocked with his.

You can see with your own eyes that the other party is stunned.

Mature card Qin Mo was stunned and his eyes lit up.

Well done! Teach him a lesson.

The naive Qin Mo's eyes curved slightly with a hint of joy.

Got you!

I can't run away this time.

【Nuannuan?】

Under the influence of this shadow's power, has my mind temporarily become that of a child...

The naive Qin Mo felt the gentle touch on his head and puffed up his cheeks.

[You can’t touch my head. Grandma said that you won’t grow taller if you touch my head.]

【Um】

The other party put his hand down after hearing this.

[Nuan Nuan, what are you doing here? ]

The voice in my head has a strange rhythm of its own, like the long-lasting bell sounds in an ancient temple.

The listener feels a sense of peace.

Hearing the question, Qin Mo raised his eyes, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

[I am...waiting for someone]

The other party chuckled:

[Nuan Nuan has been waiting, so it’s time to go]

The naive Qin Mo straightened his lips and said doubtfully:

[Have I really... waited? ]

Hearing the other party's confirmation, the naive Qin Mo no longer doubted and nodded with a smile on his face.

[Is it you I'm waiting for? Will you come with me? ]

The naive Qin Mo waited for the other party's answer with bright eyes.

【Um】

Qin Mo didn't know whether this answer was the first or the second, but he was still very happy.

Positive Road:

【Let’s go then! 】

Mature Qin Mo: “…”, don’t you have any doubts at all?

Once again confirming that this is not him, definitely not him.

In less than a second, golden light enveloped Qin Mo's figure, and the two disappeared into the dark world together.

Qin Mo only felt that his whole body was wrapped in warmth, as if he had taken a comfortable hot bath.

When she opened her eyes again, she revealed a pair of amber eyes, with a hint of shame and anger flashing across them.

His deep eyes fell on a ball of black fog that was sleeping in the darkness, and Qin Mo sighed silently.

Blame the Black Group, the Black Group now has the IQ of a toddler; blame yourself, you have been given a buff that lowers your IQ.

The more I thought about Qin Mo, the more embarrassed I felt.

He had lost count of how many times he had made a fool of himself in front of the other person, and as an adult he also had to save face.

Even though the other party didn't think he was embarrassing himself...

Qin Mo sat cross-legged, there was one thing he couldn't figure out.

Why did he, whose way of thinking had become that of a child, say that he was waiting for someone?

Who am I waiting for...Why did that person give a direction for thinking, suggesting that he is the one I am waiting for.

Is it true or false.

Qin Mo let out a breath.

Without enough information, he seemed to have a million questions.

Set a small goal first, and make sure to know his name next time.

I don't want to refer to that person every time. After all, he has saved me several times.

After all, why would someone help him for no reason? It was because of the connection between him and the other party.

Qin Mo became even more annoyed when he thought of this.

A man who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted and a man who takes someone's food will be short-handed......