The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

"I said, don't you think those people rely too much on you?"

Yuan Chengbing leaned against the door of Song Lin's laboratory, watching him walking up and down inside, wondering what he was doing: "I never call you for anything else, and whenever there is something I can't beat, I will call you by default. Oh, share As a result, if you don’t look for you, you will be remembered for dangerous matters, how can there be such a good thing in the world.”

Song Lin didn't want to leave him at first, but he kept nagging, Song Lin finally couldn't help it and said, "So you think I should refuse on the spot and leave?"

"Uh..." Yuan Chengbing choked, "At least don't directly give an answer that sounds like you will solve it, just stand still like before, let He Lang negotiate a condition with you, and you can't make a move after the agreement is settled. ?"

Song Lin paused, turned his head and glanced at Yuan Chengbing: "Did you forget that He Lang is the combat commander of the Qinghe Base."

"... Tsk." Yuan Chengbing squinted his eyes, "I don't even know who is controlling who among you. To be reasonable, He Lang used you very well, so don't..."

"What's the use of what's not soft?"

A man's voice suddenly sounded from not far behind, Yuan Chengbing was taken aback, and turned to stare at him: "Scared me, why are you walking so silently... no, why didn't I feel that you were approaching!"

He Lang carried a box, stepped forward and knocked Yuan Chengbing away who was blocking the door, and strode into Song Lin's laboratory: "You don't have eyes behind your back, is it strange that you don't see me?"

"Can this be the same?" Yuan Chengbing followed in and circled around He Lang, "Where is the necromantic energy on your body? You could feel it from a long distance a while ago, but now it's so much weaker ?”

"The day he finished expanding the access, he basically collected it. Why did you find out now?" Song Lin stood beside a big pot, stirring it with something and said without looking back, "Don't always rely on yours. Eyes, don’t you cultivators have enlightened consciousness?”

"Come on, I don't dare to open my consciousness casually now, maybe there are unfriendly Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators and ghost cultivators waiting for me to expose them in any corner." Yuan Chengbing thought for a while, and then said, "I know, a few days ago He just finished widening the access, and that kind of advanced state made me feel that he has a strong sense of presence. Now that he is stable and introverted, I can’t accurately perceive the distance between him and him if I don’t pay attention. Hey, so to speak Come on, this guy's progress is too fast, he is simply the darling of strength."

Song Lin said nothing.

He Lang put the box by the wall, ignored Yuan Chengbing's emotion, and said to Song Lin, "The things you want are here. By the way, what were you talking about just now? Why do I feel like my name was mentioned..."

Yuan Chengbing: Oh, I was caught saying bad things on the spot. The only luck is that I can still fight.

"He said that the people at the base don't come to me for good things, and they bother me for bad things." Song Lin didn't know what kind of mentality he had, but he actually told He Lang, "He also said that you are using me and treating me as free labor. Tell me to watch out for you."

Yuan Chengbing said: "Hey, if you sue, you can sue. Don't add drama?"

He Lang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yuan Chengbing: "So, at least half of what you said is true?"

"Yeah, how about it." Yuan Chengbing didn't hesitate at all when facing He Lang, "How dare you say you didn't use Song Lin?"

He Lang was silent for a second, then turned his head and asked Song Lin: "...Are you using him to beat me?"

Yuan Chengbing: "...Huh?"

"Probably." Song Lin suddenly smiled, "You've already used me, Commander He, let's make an exchange."

"... You said for a long time that you wanted to use me, so you need to beat around the bush like this? I thought I did something wrong again." He Lang wiped his face, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Lin continued to stir while turning his head to look at the man: "This time, take over the command of the mutated wasp and hand it over."

"...That's it?" He Lang was stunned for a moment, confirmed that what Song Lin said was serious, and asked in confusion, "As long as you go to this matter, I will basically give you command by default, so why ask? Those who can go, they will definitely not dare to go west if you let them go east, so there is no need to talk about command power!"

Song Lin asked: "Including directing you?"

"Hey, my Young Master Song, you command me around inside and outside the house, now come to ask if you can command me?" He Lang pretended to be stunned, and pointed to the box he had just moved in, "Just one thought, I will You have to run away, you are the most unquestionable command of me."

Yuan Chengbing curled his lips at the side, thinking that he didn't know who was afraid of avoiding Song Lin a few days ago, but now he started to show courteousness again.

"Okay." Song Lin responded to He Lang's words, then raised his hand and slapped Yuan Chengbing on the shoulder, "Then I will hand over the command of this operation to Yuan Chengbing. I am only responsible for assisting the operation and giving advice."

Yuan Chengbing and He Lang were stunned together: "...Huh?"

Then He Lang reacted first, and frowned: "Are you serious?"

"No, wait, why didn't I know about this!" Yuan Chengbing stopped, "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly call my name?!"

"It's not all of a sudden." Song Lin said, "Realist Liuxia asked me to find a way to train your ability to command the team to fight. Isn't it better to hit the sun than choose the day?"

"Why didn't I know this was coming out!" Yuan Chengbing said in surprise, "No, even if she told you, didn't you both intend to inform me in advance? Are you going to drive ducks to the shelves like this?"

Song Lin blinked: "...I thought she told you."

"It's no use blinking and acting cute now!" Yuan Chengbing said angrily, "And even if you exercise, shouldn't you start by observing and learning? Why do you let me direct you as soon as you come up, and what to do if you make a mistake!"

"Didn't you watch from the sidelines when He Lang directed and I directed? Are you not strong enough? Are your eyes not enough to see everything?" Song Lin said lightly, "Your conditions are sufficient, you still have enough What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for me to prepare myself mentally!"

"Then it will just wait forever." Song Lin said, "Are you going to agree now and make mental preparations quickly, or wait for me to contact Zhenren Liuxia and ask her to help you speed up the process of mental preparation?"

Yuan Chengbing: "...you won."

Song Lin raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything, and turned around to continue with his work.The steam rose slowly, and the black-haired young man stared at the pot expressionlessly and stirred it. Normally, Yuan Chengbing would have complained that he was like a wizard in a fairy tale.But now, the young cultivator felt that he had just accepted a terrible thing, and he was in a daze, his mind was so messed up that he couldn't figure it out.He felt as if there was a lot of preparation to do, as if he needed to move right away but didn't know what to do first.

He Lang didn't question Song Lin's decision the whole time, but now he leaned over to the young man who was still working with his arms, and asked, "Shall I help you?"

Song Lin raised his eyebrows: "You can't."

"Although I can't..." The man stood behind the young man, his arms came from both sides of the young man, a pair of big palms involuntarily held the young man's hands holding the wooden stick, and followed the stirring movement, "But I can learn .”

Song Lin raised his eyebrows, feeling as if he was imprisoned, but now it was inconvenient to get rid of him directly: "I can guide you with words."

"That's so slow." He Lang said happily, "Imitation is the most primitive and fastest way to learn movements."

Song Lin looked at the big hand holding him back: "I think you are taking advantage of me."

"Whatever you think in your heart, what you see is what you see." He Lang retorted vaguely, and then said, "I feel like I almost know what's going on, please relax, I'll take you away, you feel right wrong."

The two of them were trying to communicate here, and Yuan Chengbing stood aside, watching the two stick together and toss, but still didn't complain.

He Lang glanced at him, leaned into the young man's ear and said, "Is he really all right? I've entrusted so many people to him..."

The breath of his words made the young man's ears itch a little, the young man struggled directly, and got out from under his arm with a short body.At the same time, the voice of the young man also sounded in the man's consciousness: Is it too late to worry now?Why didn't you refute what I just said?

He Lang released the person cooperatively, and smiled when he heard this: I gave you face, but you asked me why I gave you face?

This is just a joke, Song Lin didn't pick up on it, but answered the man's previous question: He said he would leave it to him, but he didn't let him go completely. With you Commander He watching, I'm also in the team, so you're still afraid of him How bad can things go?

He Lang raised his eyebrows: Hey, it sounds like he was in command on the surface, but we are actually helping out below?Isn't this a gilded routine for military exploits?

Song Lin also raised his eyebrows: Oh?Sounds like you're familiar with this routine?

You are insinuating, my military exploits are not worth the water, okay?He Lang snorted coldly: You really dote on him. Before he came, he loved to die. After so long, it still hasn't changed at all.It stands to reason that people in troubled times will grow up quickly, he has always loved death so much, there are some reasons why you are used to it.

He Lang still hasn't forgotten that the first time he saw Yuan Chengbing, this guy was almost killed by the "tyrant".If he hadn't fired the gun at that time, the cultivator might not have survived.

Oh yes, in Qi Feifei's setting, Yuan Chengbing is dead.

Song Lin wasn't in the same train of thought as He Lang, and the short-haired young man was thinking to himself: You two are so funny, you sue each other that I dote on each other too much, kindergarten kids are not so childish.

But thinking about it, Song Lin wouldn't say it out loud. He replied to He Lang with something else: besides training him, I actually have other plans.The supernatural beings at Qinghe Base can’t just listen to me, let him take the lead now, and then Xia Hong and Qin Lei can also be trained to take the lead.Full flowering saves me effort and is more suitable for overall development.

He Lang's attention suddenly shifted: Qin Lei?You ranked him so high?He's not even a combat player now!

Song Lin replied calmly: Except for me, you, and Yuan Chengbing's family, who can withstand Qin Lei's more slaps?If you don't let him go out to fight, why don't you stay in the base to generate electricity?

He Lang asked: Can he generate electricity?

cannot.Song Lin said calmly: He will only penetrate the entire power grid.

He Lang clicked his tongue: ... All right, you have the final say.But he joined halfway after all, you have to promise me that if there is a mission that Pikachu dispatches, I must be there until I agree that he will not damage the base.

Song Lin said: What's the difference between this and Yuan Chengbing just said to wait for him to be mentally prepared?

no difference.He Lang turned to look at him: But do you agree?

Song Lin replied: If you don't find it troublesome, just do as you please.

Only then did He Lang show a happy expression, and said, "By the way, I haven't asked you all this time, what is this all about? What kind of 'dark cuisine' is cooked in the dark inside? Why does it feel like there are things like hair? Inside, it's weird..."

Song Lin spat out two words: "Silk reeling."

"……what?"

"The silkworm cocoons I brought back from the research center, I'm going to make gold." Song Lin found a silk basket and set it aside, "Since you asked Ying to help, then help me pull out the silk. Commander He Da."

[The author has something to say: He Lang: I will help you.

Song Lin: Help me be a textile worker? 】