Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

The living conditions of the original people were even worse than Lynch imagined. The better ones were arranged by the government, and more of the original people lived in slums like Lang Yan. Of course, there were still a large number of original people as The servants and slaves of the ancestors live in the manor of the ancestors.

Stepping on the slippery ground again, Lang Yan's heart was as calm as water, but Lynch's face was not calm, a dirty world was cut off by the walls, and no one appeared in his sight, as if he was a dead man. city.

"Don't worry," Lang Yan stood beside him and said in a low voice, "They're just hiding."

Lynch blinked, and a tsunami roared in his mind, "I know."

When he was studying, he walked alone, and when he encountered natural people occasionally, he would unconsciously avoid them. This was a tacit instinct.

There was a rotten smell in the air. The ancestor Lynch with keen senses lowered his eyes, his face was solemn, "It shouldn't be like this." Lynch repeated blankly: "It shouldn't be like this."

Lang Yan raised his hand and whistled, "Come out."

No one responded, Lang Yan said again: "Do you think you can escape the eyes of your ancestors?"

After the voice fell, figures slowly walked out of those dark corners.

Countless ants drilled out of the densely packed ant holes that were suddenly poured into the water.

They kept their clothes as clean as possible, looked at Lynch timidly and fearfully, and called Lynch—"My lord."

Lynch took a breath, and looked away silently.

"My lord, we didn't do anything." Someone panicked.

Lynch couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and walked out quickly, Lang Yan said to the panicked Yuanren: "Mr. Lin is on your side, don't be nervous."

Lang Yan turned around and followed, Lynch's back stopped under a broken wall, the sky was very blue, suppressing his dark suit, and the sunlight outlined a very neat silhouette.

Lang Yan wants to force Lin Qi, he can be free at any time, as long as he drills into the world of data, he can be wind, cloud, thunder, electricity, omnipotent, but once he falls into the small world, he becomes a certain person. A specific person, his ability is very limited.

The small world has its own power, even if he is a god, he cannot do whatever he wants.

It's good to meet in the small world again and again, at least you can still see the above, but this is not what Lang Yan really wants. He doesn't want Lynch to come to the small world after being bound by missions again and again, and always regard himself as a foil tool man.

Lynch stood quietly for a long time, Lang Yan was watching him silently from behind him, Lynch, wake up, you can do it.

Ling Xuefeng is currently in a desperate situation, and he wants to deal with Lang Yan but he can't get away from him. What's worse is that his estrus is almost unstoppable. The housekeeper strongly recommends that Ling Xuefeng choose to accept marriages from other ethnic groups. Once he can solve Ling Xuefeng's estrus problem, Second, it can alleviate the embarrassing situation that Ling Xuefeng is currently under pressure from many parties, killing two birds with one stone.

Ling Xuefeng drank a glass of inhibin, his face was as cold as ice, "No need."

"gentlemen……"

Ling Xuefeng shattered the cup in his hand, he is absolutely rational and orderly, how could he make such a choice of surrender?

"It all started with that Lang Yan," Ling Xuefeng moved his fingers, causing the powder to fly into the air, "We have to get rid of him first."

The housekeeper recalled his own reckless defeat that night, and persuaded him: "That person's power is not what the original person should have. Sir, you must carefully consider who will do this, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"I'll go in person." Ling Xuefeng said slowly.

The original people are indeed commotion, Ling Xuefeng has released so many original people, those who are also slaves to the ancestors are still hesitating whether to challenge or not, but they saw Lynch's speech of "abolishing the challenge" on the screen ——"Reject the buying and selling of original people, abolish the challenge system, and return all original people to a free homeland."

The original people's area not far from the ancestor's area has already been settled and started to clean up. The original people in the ancestor's area can hear every day that the lifeless original people's area is becoming more and more lively.

Thanks to Ling Xuefeng, almost all the talents among the original people were collected. Lynch randomly caught a few and asked them to go to the original human area to rebuild. Those original people have lost their homes since they were raised by Ling Xuefeng. Now After they came out, they woke up as if they had had a big dream. They all rejected Lynch's offer to take them in, and they all went to build their own homes.

Many things were originally supposed to be the plot of Lang Yan to do and go, but Lang Yan pushed it to Lin Qi, "Who stipulated that these things must be done by me, you can try it too."

Lynch was pushed into the parliament at once.

The addition of the hawks, who have always been radical and out of place, has caused great turmoil in the parliament where the conservatives have a majority.

In the semi-circular venue, Lynch sat diagonally across from Ling Xuefeng. Behind them were groups of representatives of other ethnic groups. Lynch had just arrived, and his popularity was overwhelming. Coupled with Ling Xuefeng's recent decline in popularity, the two sides were almost evenly tied.

Ling Xuefeng looked at Lin Qi quietly, and from the moment Lin Qi took his seat, his gaze never moved away.

Lang Yan was sitting next to Lynch, and the two were sitting in almost the same posture. There was a lot of noise in the meeting, and Lynch didn't speak much, and he was more likely to whisper to Lang Yan, looking very close and trusting.

Ling Xuefeng had an injection before going out, and the powerful hormone-suppressing agent made his hands and feet feel cold.

Lynch's expression was very relaxed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he and Lang Yan seemed to have endless words to talk about.

During the intermission, all respectable representatives of the ancestors couldn't bear the habits in their bodies, and got up anxiously to rest in their own lounges. Lynch also stood up. Lang Yan protected him with one hand and walked forward. Lynch Turning around and smiling at him, he said to Lang Yan: "It's probably because of you that things went so smoothly." There are more people supporting him than imagined.

Lang Yan didn't answer, and casually pulled a representative who was going to go from the upper steps, one of the representatives of the herbivorous faction, Lang Yan pulled him back, showing a puzzled expression.

Lang Yan put on an interview posture, "Why do you support Mr. Lin?"

The representative of the herbivorous faction glanced at Lynch, stood up straight, cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Mr. Lin, I appreciate your gentle attitude towards everyone. I believe that people like you will lead the whole world. It will reduce those unnecessary conflicts. As herbivores, we are also discriminated against by the ancestors of the carnivores. To be honest, I agree with the experience of the original people and be more vigilant. Their today may be our tomorrow , I hope you will bring us a different world."

The representative of the herbivorous faction had kept these words in his heart for a long time. Finally, Lynch was able to lift a fair scale. He was very pleased and bowed to Lynch, "Please."

"I'll try my best." Lynch bent back.

The representative of the herbivorous faction walked away. Lang Yan put his arm on Lynch's shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's because you have this ability that things went so smoothly."

Lin Qi turned his face to look at Lang Yan. This person who touched his heart saw through his deep inferiority complex and anxiety, and encouraged him in this way.

Lynch grinned, his eyes were bright, "Thank you."

Lang Yan hugged him, "Take a break, and fight again after the game."

There was surveillance in the lounge, and Lin Qi and Lang Yan were just sitting and talking together. Lang Yan poured him a glass of water and looked at him with his face propped up. Lin Qi was drinking tea with a water glass, when Lang Yan said: "Mr. Lin, what do you look like?" very handsome."

Lynch paused holding the teacup in his hand, his eyelashes flickered, his eyes drifted over, with a slight smile, "I'm not actually handsome, I'm very ordinary."

Lang Yan dipped some water in the cup of tea beside him, and ordered some on the table.

Lynch knew what he meant, and said slowly with his face lowered: "The double eyelids are not very deep, the eyes are neither big nor small, the nose is neither sagging nor straight, and the mouth is neither thick nor thin. It is standard and ordinary." Eyelids looked at Lang Yan and smiled slightly, "It's probably the kind of face that people can't remember just once."

Just as Lang Yan was about to answer, there was a knock on the door of the lounge. Someone asked Lynch for an interview. Lynch nodded and stood up. Lang Yan was stopped when he was about to follow, "Mr. Lin, there is a live interview over there, you go alone can."

Lin Qi looked back at Lang Yan, and Lang Yan exchanged a tacit look with him, Lin Qi nodded in relief, "Okay, then Lang Yan will stay here."

Lang Yan was the only one left in the lounge. Lin Qi knew that Ling Xuefeng was going to attack Lang Yan, and he still trusted Lang Yan while feeling uneasy.

It's not because he is the male lead that he believes him, just because he is him. Those rules and person settings are like the black walls in the original human zone, which shouldn't exist.

Lynch took a deep breath, straightened his tie and went to the live interview.

At the same moment, Lang Yan in the waiting room was stretching his wrists relaxedly, come on, let Ling Xuefeng leave early, he can live slowly in this world for hundreds of years with Lynch first, and he will always let Lynch out of that shackles.

The murderous aura that seemed to be real was slowly approaching, but the corners of Lang Yan's mouth evoked a smile.

Lynch, who was being interviewed, smiled gently and confidently, but suddenly his feet swayed. He was stunned, and the reporter in front of him didn't seem to feel it at all, and he was still asking questions endlessly.

When Lynch suspected that it was his own illusion, the face of the reporter in front of him was distorted for a moment.

It was a quick moment, but Lynch would never be wrong.

"Sorry," Lynch instinctively felt that something was wrong, and interrupted the reporter's interview, "I have something to go back."

Suddenly, his heart was beating fast, and he was extremely flustered. Lynch walked so fast that he couldn't help but want to fly. He slammed open the door of the lounge. With a bang, the door was slammed against the wall.

In the lounge, Lang Yan stood with his back to him, and a snow lion lay on the ground. Lynch heaved a sigh of relief, "Lang Yan..."

The tall figure turned his head, and that handsome face was shattered in Lynch's eyes.

Lynch's consciousness was suddenly pulled out.

The last image in his mind was that the mask like a porcelain man was torn apart, and strings of black and white codes were drilled out of the gaps to show their teeth and claws.

"Hurry up—the person has come out, and the emotions will end immediately!"

Lynch fell into darkness.