The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The manticore was easy to handle, and Arecio licked the wolf cubs and a handful of fallen fluff.He randomly balled up these hairs, and when he threw them out, they turned into agile bats again, so the manticore would definitely...

"Ow!"

However, the manticore didn't chase after it with its claws raised, but turned around and ran away, as if it wasn't a bat but some psychological shadow.The manticore remembered the person who snatched the button, and took a slight sniff, smelling the scent of that terrible person on the blood clan.

So it folded its tail and was chased away by the bat without looking back.

Arecio: ...

There seems to be something wrong, but somehow it has achieved its purpose.

What makes Arecio more difficult is the night bird. Although the night bird was very common in his era, almost all of them are used to serve the table. A class of living things.He doesn't even know what the night bird usually eats, and of course it is impossible to know how to change the night bird's heart from hunger strike, he...

Alessio's mind suddenly went blank, because he saw those squatting on the shelf...

Black ball?

Do people in this era have any special interest in spheres?Ball-shaped manticores, ball-shaped wolf cubs, and even night birds with long, narrow wings and strong bodies can be shaped into balls.

The black balls are squatting on the shelf safely, their feathers are fluffy and shiny due to the daily meticulous maintenance, they move their necks from time to time and cry softly.The caregiver next to him immediately took out a wooden tickle and scratched the neck for the night bird. The night bird squinted its eyes to enjoy it, and called again after a while. to one side.

Arecio: So fat...no!So lazy!

Yeniao, who closed his eyes and meditated, noticed a gaze, and moved a few centimeters on the clip uneasily.The next piece of fruit was brought to his mouth again, so Yeniao stopped thinking too much, pecked at it hastily, and turned his head away in disgust.However, that piece of fruit didn't take it back when it found it didn't eat it like before, but put it firmly in front of its eyes.

Ye Niao glared at the caregiver who didn't catch his eyes, but met the expressionless face of the blood race.

Alessio poked a piece of fruit with the toothpick in his hand, and he didn't give up because the night bird didn't want to eat it. Instead, with a blank face, he insisted on handing it to the night bird.

Arecio: Eat.

Nightbird's feathers blew up one by one, and before the caregiver could open his mouth to smooth things over, he quickly lowered his head, ate the piece of fruit in big gulps, and then looked at Aresio flatteringly.Alessio remained expressionless, and did not praise it for being obedient, and forked another piece of fruit.

"Eat." Arecio didn't know what to say at this time, so he said the simplest thing.He looked around and saw that the black balls on the shelf had collectively exploded into thorn balls, and he hurriedly lowered his head to find something to eat.Two of them even fought over a piece of fruit, and both fell off the shelf. Before the caregiver could pick them up, they climbed up the shelf without saying a word, continuing to look like they were eating deliciously.

After eating the fruit, there is also the staple food.Alessio looked at the meat and vegetables in the food box with brightly colored meals, and felt that these night birds might eat better than humans, so he didn't know why they went on a hunger strike.As he pondered, the regular sound of eating in his ears suddenly turned into the sound of pecking at the lunch box. Alessio looked up and saw that the night bird he was feeding had finished eating the food in the food box and was desperately pecking at the empty space. lunch box.

So hungry, why are you still on a hunger strike?

Nightbird: ... dare I stop me? !

Arecio couldn't help stretching out his hand, but he still couldn't hold the night bird with one hand, so he could only half-circle it and pinch the fat and thin.The feathers of night birds were also very popular ten thousand years ago. They feel smooth and delicate to the touch, and the meat is even more... Wait, why are you thinking about breaking the law again!

Yeniao, who was fat and thin after being tested by him, was about to cry from fright.

Yeniao's caregiver stared at the Yeniao who were desperately eating, dumbfounded. Once the blood race came, these Yeniao were obedient, it was unbelievable!He thanked Aresio repeatedly, but Alesio felt that he had done nothing, so he shook his head slightly, and picked up the wolf cub who was trying to eat the fruit on the ground.

There must be enough exercise today.

It's time for him to get off work ORZ

Ruzius also finished his day's work, and the Institute of Ancient History accommodated him and Aresio's situation, and a special dispatcher opened an office in the conservation center.He had a pleasant chat with several editors, and the work was progressing well. In a few months, part of the revised history will be available.

Anyway, the job is much less stressful now than it was in the temple.

Luzius was sitting in the car in the center waiting for Alessio to go home together, and then he saw a vampire of Alexander, he got into the car, closed the door, let go of his eyes, and finally leaned against the on the chair.

Alessio sits in the front, he sits in the back, a position he has chosen carefully.Luzius calmly took out his notebook and got ready to record.

"Why, work is not going well?"

"...I'm having a hard time."

"But I hear you're doing well."

Alessio slowly turned his head to look at him, Lucius calmly hid the book aside; Alessio turned his head back slowly, and he moved the book back to his lap.

"But I'm so scared of work..." Arecio said quietly, "Do you understand, it's a boomerang and a hunger strike."

"I'm not tired from work, but my heart is so tired..."

"Not only tired, but also weak..."

Luzius' hand that was taking notes stopped. For the first time in his life, he couldn't understand the meaning of Aresio's words.He frowned in confusion, and pulled out the chat records of all parties from the optical brain. Each record said that Alessio had done a good job and solved many problems in the center.

Ruzius: No, investigate all night tonight!

The next day, Luzius unpacked the breakfast takeaway delivered by the center with dark circles under his eyes from a sleepless night.When the work situation is more stable, these deliveries can be stopped, and he can buy some materials and make them at home.He waited for a while after unpacking the takeaway, only to see the blood race slowly coming down the stairs, sitting at the dining table, holding the fork bitterly.

Luzius: Continue to investigate all night!

On the third day, it took a long time for the takeaway to arrive before Alessio went downstairs. He was not in a hurry to eat, so he lay down on the sofa with his face down, and his voice was muffled.

"I'll be fine soon... right away... lie down for a while..."

Luzius: Continue to investigate!

On the fourth day, Ruzius knocked on the door, and Alessio opened the door slowly. After breakfast, he went to work in the childcare center with blank eyes.

Luzius: Go-go-

On the fifth day, Arecio couldn't get up.

Ruzius put away his meal and went to knock on the door. He had to find out the truth today. In fact, he was almost exhausted!

"Aresi, go to work."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh). The radish is pulled!"

"..."

Speak well, why persecute carrots!

"Speak up if you have something to say," Luzius persuaded, "Why vent your anger with carrots."

"..."

This time it seemed to be a pillow, hitting the door of the room, enough to show the anger of the blood race inside the door.

The saint pondered for a while at the door, and first sent a message to the relevant personnel of the childcare center that Aresio had asked for leave. He really couldn't go to work in this mental state, and then he knocked on the door again.

"Am I in?"

Lucius pushed the door open and entered.

There are extremely thick dark curtains in the blood race's room, blocking out all the sunlight, the camera rolls behind the door, and the parts of the model bought some time ago are scattered on the ground, and it seems that they have no patience to finish it.On the round table in the room, apart from the incomplete model, there is also a row of small flower pots.Luzius took a closer look and recognized the jade-green, fragile seedlings—

All his tomato seedlings.

He just said it!Ten thousand years later, the crop varieties are so good, and the temperature and humidity in his flower garden are so suitable, how could it not germinate!It turned out that Alessio stole them into the room and used them as potted plants!

Luzius raised his head slowly, and his eyes met Aresio's, who was peeking out his head from under the quilt.Alessio was startled, quickly tightened the quilt, and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis again.

"...Explain." Luzius took the stolen goods and came to the bedside of the vampire.The pile of quilts squirmed, and finally put on a stubborn posture, which made Luzius laugh angrily.

"Go to work without explaining." He grabbed the corner of the quilt, and the blood race inside fought hard and protested.

"Devil! It's just a few tomatoes!"

"Can you guarantee that you haven't thought about carrots before Xiao? Come out! Go to work!"

"I don't! Devil! Ahhh let go!"

"I can't work if you don't work! Get up!"

Arecio pulled the quilt so tightly that he couldn't pull it off at all, so the saint had to choose to drag the quilt out of bed with the vampire.He belatedly realized that Alessio didn't choose to sleep in the coffin, and even made himself a soft bed to sleep on. This was very bloodless, and he wanted to take notes.

Alessio was dragged on the ground wrapped in a quilt, out the door, and down the stairs.When he knocked his head on the stairs a few times, he actually felt a little relief.

Look, this is the normal life that dark creatures should have.There are too many pampering and carefulness in the conservation center, and the dark creatures raised are either stupid or sand sculptures. He, who has recovered from ten thousand years ago, is in it, although he is grateful, but he is not without discomfort.

So he hopes to change some dark creatures so that they can live independently, even if they are not favored, they can live well like other races.

"But it's hard." Aresio said while lying on his back.

Luzius stopped dragging the quilt and Aresio in the quilt. He looked down at the vampire who was lying on his back. There was always some kind of fearlessness and pride in the red eyes of the other party. The light has not diminished in the slightest.In his memory and even now, he never hates this kind of light, because the blood race with this kind of eyes is his opponent, and it is the ultimate goal that he has tried his best to touch after many years of cultivation.

In other words, he has deep respect for such Aresio.

"I thought there was nothing you couldn't do." He walked away a bit, took the black tea he bought when he moved from the cabinet, and took a large box of milk, and asked.

"Do you want milk tea?"

"……drink!"

Arecio regained his energy. He moved from the ground to the sofa, wrapped in a quilt, and tilted his head to watch the saint make milk tea.The air was filled with the aroma of tea and milk, dispelling his slightly depressed mood due to what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

There is no bad mood that cannot be solved by a cup of milk tea. If there is, just two cups!

The saint's milk tea was brewed and poured into a fat carrot-shaped cup. Alessio didn't even know when he bought this kind of cup.He stretched out his hand to pick up the milk tea, and when it was empty, the sage moved the milk tea from left to right, and then from right to left. Before he got angry, he put the cup into his hand and said word by word:

"After drinking milk tea, don't persecute my radish anymore."

"..."

Great.

The saint did not sit down, but leaned against the sofa, taking a few sips of sweet milk tea.

"No matter how difficult it is, it can be solved." He looked sideways and could see the top of the blood clan's hair. "For the sake of the candy you gave me, I have an idea to offer."

"what?!"

Luzius called up a page from the optical brain and handed it to Aresio.Alessio held the milk tea with one hand, and took it with the other hand, and saw a black icon on the page——

The eye pupil is the center, with bat wings spread out on both sides, and the whole pattern is full of eerie splendor unique to dark creatures.

The saint's voice came through the aroma of milk tea.

"The world ten thousand years later will not only have a conservation center, but also an organization of dark creatures called—"

"Dark Creature Federation."