The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

Meng Zhe conditioned reflex "Please..."

Huayu interrupted, "According to my database analysis, the word 'please come in' is extremely inconsistent with the character design of Mozun."

So Meng Zhe held back the please, and said "Enter" gloomyly.

Because it was interrupted and repeated, the tone of this sentence was really bad, Nong Zhu outside the door let out a cry, deliberately raised his eyebrows, and sneered at Chang Xiao, "Your Majesty looks very unhappy, Xiao Daoist , let's make a bet, bet on a treasure, to see if you can survive tonight?"

Chang Xiao lowered his eyes, and said in a flat tone, "Don't worry about it."

He was still wearing a heavy shackle, and there was only a small area where his fingers could move. He tremblingly squeezed through the door knocker, stumbled to open the heavy door, then walked in, closed the door again, and stopped moving.

Nong Zhu cut out, "See if Your Majesty doesn't want you to look good tonight."

——Unfortunately, Meng Zhe really has no way to make him look good.

Song Zhixuan was murderous without batting an eyelid, with millions of corpses under his command. Meng Zhe's highest achievement was helping his grandma kill chickens during the New Year's Eve dinner, and he was stuck in a box all night, was transported by truck for more than ten miles, and was dying of motion sickness. chicken.

If we compare, Song Zhixuan is the strongest king, and Meng Zhe is at most a bronze. Now he is like a bronze rook who has picked up the title of king.

And although Meng Zhe didn't show it, he was actually a little apprehensive looking at Chang Xiao.

First of all, Chang Xiao is a serious Nascent Soul Daxiu, and he is also a direct disciple of Yipin Pavilion. Although he has no cultivation base now, he is not round or flat.Secondly, the last chapter of "Understanding the King of the World" is too bloody. The author described in detail how Chang Xiao stabbed the knife into Song Zhixuan's stomach. How could it be possible not to be afraid.

So when he heard Chang Xiao coming in, Meng Zhe's first reaction was to study hard.

He deliberately put a set of very thick books on the desk, looking like he was addicted to studying and reading at night, hoping that Chang Xiao would consciously understand that Lord Mozun "I am diligently busy with state affairs and have no time to take care of you. You have something to do." Qi Zou retreated to the court without incident, and went to sleep mellowly." The subtext.

But Chang Xiao didn't move or speak, his back was straight, and he stood quietly at the door, just like those statues of handsome teenagers with long and slender limbs that appeared accidentally under the hands of ancient Roman sculptors in the fifth century AD.

Meng Zhe buried himself in his studies, and he stood in front of the door without moving a single step. He stood right opposite Meng Zhe. Meng Zhe could only see his shadow from the corner of his eyes. Mom stared at the fear of doing homework.

Meng Zhe could only ask for help from the sidelines, "Hua Yu, how can I not collapse at this time?"

Huayu said in a cold tone, "Hello, according to the comparison and analysis of the database, I suggest you stand up, walk over, stand behind Chang Xiao for a while, then kick Chang Xiao's knee, and mocked, "What are you? How dare you see that I don't kneel? ""

Meng Zhe "..."

His posture of flipping the book froze, "The second option is the second option."

Huayu said, "The second option, I suggest you stand up, walk over, slap him across the face, and sneer, "What is your identity, how dare you see me not kneeling? ""

"..."

Meng Zhe: "Is there a difference?"

Huayu said, "According to the database comparison, slapping the palm is gentler than kicking the knee, and it is easier for people to feel your softness and warmth."

Meng Zhe "..."

I feel Buxing.

He gave up communicating with this artificial mentally handicapped person, summed up his experience in the morning, took a deep breath, directly put down his face, and said to Chang Xiao, "Come here."

Only then did Chang Xiao look up at him, his eyelashes were covered with hoarfrost, his eyes were empty, and there was a sense of nothingness and death.

His thinking seemed to be a little sluggish. After hearing Meng Zhe's words, it took a while before he started to walk slowly. However, his anklets were so heavy that even with clothes to cover them up, he could see that his ankles were bruised and swollen.

Huayu promptly reminded him, "According to the database analysis, you should pull him over now, slap him across the face, and ask him, "Is the dignified Yipin Pavilion disciple deaf?"I talk to you and you don't respond? ""

Meng Zhe "...shut up."

The ancient punishment of shackles is too unfamiliar to people who grew up in a society ruled by law like Meng Zhe. After all, modern society is full of handcuffs, and human rights must be respected even if they are shot. , especially Chang Xiao, who was extremely thin and looked like he was going to be crushed, so he moved his hand hidden in his sleeve, but still couldn't bear it, he took out a special key and took a step forward.

There was only a click, and the shackles fell off.

Just as Meng Zhe was about to withdraw his hand, his wrist was suddenly seized. Chang Xiao looked at him without blinking. His eyes were still a little dazed, but the corners of his mouth were puckered together. He felt aggrieved.

Meng Zhe's bluff reprimand stuck in his throat.

He tapped the skin under his palm, "It's so hot, do you have a fever?"

Chang Xiao looked at him without blinking, and kept his hands on him, a little steam gathered in his eyes.

Meng Zhe thought to himself, "Damn it, I'm afraid I'm still seriously ill. Why are you dragging me, brother, isn't it me who made you such a culprit?"

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't really keep the patient there, so he pushed Chang Xiao's shoulder, "I'm sick and go to sleep."

Chang Xiao looked at him, his eyelashes fluttering, and an obvious puzzlement appeared on his expression.

Huayu reminded at the right time, "Your behavior does not conform to the logic of Mozun's database."

Meng Zhe said, "I can't throw him to die, can I?"

Huayu continued, "But I have a way to make him logical."

Meng Zhe was shocked by the artificial intelligence's panting, and said, "Then you should speak quickly."

Huayu said, "According to my judgment on Chang Xiao's genetic traits and biological functions, the neurotransmitters in the temporal lobe of his brain are sensitive to ethanol, so that he is prone to transient nerve paralysis..."

Meng Zhe said, "Let's talk about the main point, communication dogs don't understand medicine."

Hua Yu said, "In short, he drank some fragments and suggested drinking."

Meng Zhe asked suspiciously, "It's not good, what should I do if I'm sick and drink alcohol, and I'm directly force-fed to death?"

Huayu said, "The offerings to Demon Lord are all excellent wines, and there are also some medicinal wines. He has a cold and a cold, so it's no problem to warm up his body."

Meng Zhe understood.

He bypassed the slow-thinking Chang Xiao, and directly called the maid at the door, "Bring two bottles of medicinal wine."

The maid let out a sigh. As the waiters in front of the palace, they were extremely efficient. As soon as Meng Zhe opened his mouth, someone flew over to get it. In almost a moment, two bottles of wine in white porcelain were delivered to Ye Zhuo.

Meng Zhe shook it in his hand, so excited that it was as if he had grasped the source code of the world.

He walked around in front of Chang Xiao, his hands didn't shake anymore, his heart didn't thump, and he wasn't afraid of being overwhelmed or broken. He directly took a full cup out of a celadon cup, very curious, and put it in Chang Xiao's hand. Said "I drank it."

Chang Xiao looked at the glass of wine blankly, his eyebrows furrowed and then loosened, and after a while, he revealed two points of understanding, and then his eyebrows were flattened, and the eyebrows were soft and messy. He stared at the glass for a while, raised his eyebrows, He drank it all in one gulp, with a heroic expression on his face.

Then he put down his cup, smiled briefly at Meng Zhe, and said two words indistinctly.

Meng Zhe didn't understand.

If he asked Huayu at this time, then he would know that Chang Xiao was saying "thank you" to the culprit who brought him down to this point.

He had already wobbled back to the desk, and was about to delve into the shitty books on the desk, but was startled by Chang Xiao's malicious smile, and his hair stood on end for a while, and he knocked on Huayu like crazy." What's the matter?"

Huayu said, "The host is not in a hurry, there is more database matching analysis, Chang Xiao is not too hostile to you, I suggest you do what you want to do."

Meng Zhe was in a mess for a while.

He dropped the book and muttered, "What can I want to do, what can I want to do?" Resigned to his fate, he pushed Chang Xiao, "Don't stick here, ancestor, go to sleep, I will tidy up for you and call someone Make medicine for you."

He pushed, didn't push, pushed again, didn't push again.

Meng Zhe rolled up his sleeves, "Hey, did I say that he was awake or not? He couldn't fall asleep standing up."

Hua Yudao, "According to the database analysis, he is already in a state of drunkenness, and will show different traits according to his personal situation."

Meng Zhe was speechless, "Different traits? Are you referring to Mendel's peas?"

Huayu Pingping said, "I refer to the different reactions of different creatures to the same stimulus, such as different degrees of drunkenness, splashing, shouting, and even beating and biting people around them."

Meng Zhe "...?"

He was silent, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Huayu said, "According to the database analysis, even if you know that he will go crazy with alcohol, there is still a 99% chance that he will be drunk. Therefore, Huayu judges that this news is invalid for the host and will not display it."

Meng Zhe said, "...you get lost."

He looked at Chang Xiao in front of him, and touched his shoulder uncertainly, "You are so glamorous as described in your book, you won't really hit someone when you drink too much."

Chang Xiao had been looking down at the ground all the time, but now he raised a pair of amber eyes, watery inside, I don't know if he was overwhelmed by the wine, and it was foggy, just staring at Meng Zhe without blinking, She looked as if she was about to cry, but suddenly she closed her eyes, made a wrong step, and threw herself straight into Meng Zhe's arms, holding him by the waist, refusing to let go.

Meng Zhe was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

He hugged Chang Xiao at a loss, thinking, "Damn it, your way of getting drunk is really quite different."

Meng Zhe doesn't drink very much, but at college parties, he has seen friends go crazy with alcohol, some dancing, some laughing wildly, but Chang Xiao suddenly threw himself into his arms, Meng Zhe thought he was drinking and beating others Wild faction, in the end, he found a suitable place to lean on his shoulder blades, but he didn't make any further moves.

In Meng Zhe's heart, countless grass and mud horses galloped past, and he thought, "Ancestor, do you know who I am? You can rely on it? I, Tema, is the devil who crushed you and crushed an ant. You can rely on it so reassuringly." , are you not afraid of death?"

But the body temperature of Chang Xiao in his arms was obviously abnormal, and Meng Zhe couldn't throw away such a big one, so he could only pick up his legs, pick him up, move two steps, and throw him on the bed.

Meng Zhexu wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said to himself, "It's so light, it's too light."

Huayu timely sent data analysis, "According to the test, this is the result of long-term malnutrition and excessive corporal punishment."

Meng Zhe gave a hand to take the towel.

He turned his head and looked at Chang Xiao inquisitively, "The eldest disciple of Yipin Pavilion, the proud son of heaven who is rare in a hundred years, how can he be malnourished and punish him excessively? Who dares to punish him?"

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please, i'm scared