The Advent of the Infinite King

"Twenty... no no, I'm seven years old!" Xie Chen said with a trembling corner of his mouth.

"Really." Mao Lilan said, "I'm still in the first grade of primary school."

Xie Chen nodded vigorously.

"What's the name?"

"Xie Chen..." Xie Chen subconsciously said.

"Xie Chen? It's a nice name."

Mao Lilan stood up, her eyes were clear like blue waves, filled with a touch of warmth, and the curvature of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.

Xie Chen suddenly felt, perhaps, this is the smile of an angel, it drives away all the haze, without a single flaw.

"Are you hungry?" Mao Lilan walked back to the stove and said.

"I don't know. I think I must be hungry."

Xie Chen wanted to go over and touch her hand, to see if he could really touch her hand. In the dark world before, he had never seen such an angelic smile.

But he still couldn't do it, he just stood there and looked at Mao Lilan fixedly, listening to the sound of her body movements.

Maorilan pours the stew heated in the pot into a plain white porcelain plate and serves it on the kitchen table, and a vegetable salad with shrimps in a deep glass bowl with large slices of bread, tomatoes and potatoes in the stew , a nostalgic fragrance.

Xie Chen inhaled the fragrance into his lungs, and then he felt really hungry, maybe it was this delicacy that attracted him.

While Xie Chen was picking up the spoon to eat and drink, Mao Lilan sat on the opposite chair and looked at him, still maintaining an angelic smile, with an extremely serious expression. This unique temperament is undoubtedly profound and meaningful. Magnetic.

"Where's Dr. A Li?" Xie Chen suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Do some research." Mao Lilan said: "He said that he didn't need to greet him when he left. I also think it's better not to bother him."

Xie Chen ate in silence for a while, Mao Lilan didn't say a word, just watched him eating with serious eyes.

"How's the food?" Mao Lilan asked after Xie Chen slapped her face.

"It's delicious, I really want to eat it every day in the future."

"Great." Mao Lilan said happily: "There are no good ingredients here, I thought you would not like it."

Xie Chen pointed to the empty plate and said, "Isn't there nothing left?"

Mao Lilan stood up, "I'll go clean up, and then we'll go home."

Facing Mao Lilan, Xie Chen felt a burst of chest pain, as if being gouged out by the tip of a cold knife, the pain was quite severe.

But he was grateful for the severe pain, so that he could attach his own existence to the cold pain, and the pain became the anchor, fixing him here.

Mao Lilan went to the refrigerator to get drinks. While Xie Chen was drinking at the dining table, Mao Lilan took the used tableware to the kitchen and washed them with tap water.

Xie Chen quietly watched her back from behind.

Chapter 2 There is a mouse

Xie Chen wanted to say something, but he found that in front of Mao Lilan, all words had lost their inherent function as words, or things like the meaning of connecting words and words disappeared from there.

Xie Chen sat on the chair, staring at his hands, thinking of the hazy moonlight outside the window, where the blade that went into his chest was there.

Just when Mao Lilan finished rinsing the tableware and was about to take Xie Chen away, there was a bang, and there was a strong vibration in the hall of the villa.

At the same time as the sound came, Xie Chen immediately ran into the hall, and then showed a helpless smile.

In the bright hall, Dr. Ali was sitting on the ground covered in dust, with something similar to a rocket launcher on his back.

"I think it's time for you to get up too." Dr. A Li rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "How about it, wake up now."

While Mao Lilan was treating the wound on Dr. Ali's head, Xie Chen sat on the swivel chair and asked with a smile, "What experiment are you doing this time?"

"Do you really care?" Dr. Ali said while touching the rocket launcher behind him.

"not at all……"

"I really can't do anything about you. You've said it all, so I'll tell you." Dr. A Li picked up the rocket launcher and said, "Private mobile rocket!"

The corners of Xie Chen's mouth trembled, and he smiled helplessly.

Dr. A Li continued: "After this is completed, there will be no traffic jams, and I will become a rich man, and accidents will not happen, and I will become a rich man."

"But isn't that bad?" Xie Chen said, "Isn't that the same thing as a missile?"

"What are you talking about? The old man always puts safety first. It was just a coincidence."

Dr. A Li clapped the rocket launcher in his hand vigorously, and flew out again with a sound of search.

"This thing is useless..."

At this time, it began to rain suddenly outside.

Just when the rain was about to get heavier, in a tavern on Ebisu Street in Tokyo.

Sitting at the end of the counter in the tavern was a muscular man wearing sunglasses, a black suit and a hat, shaking an empty wine glass in his hand.

"Sir, do you want to drink more?" The bartender came over and asked.

"Vodka." The man in sunglasses raised his head and said in a low tone, "Don't come here without your business."

The bartender was taken aback for a moment, and immediately served a glass of vodka, then turned around and walked to a position a little far away from him.