After pulling Lao Gong out of the sea,

When He wanted to maintain the original peace, Wen Zening found that his life hadn't changed much.Well, the premise of no change is that the clause of not being able to go out must be removed. He can easily compromise on other things, but he has stated very bluntly that Wen Zening cannot go out.

The reason is that it is dangerous outside.

"For guides with superhuman mental strength, it's very dangerous outside."

"The guys who woke up with me are not very good-tempered. Once Ningning leaves, it will be a delicious cake, exposed to a group of hungry refugees."

"Don't try to leave me, okay?"

Wen Zening didn't fully believe the monster's words.But he has to admit that the monster tentacles that appear and disappear outside, the fog that is so thick that no normal person can see the world two meters away, and the radio station that suddenly broke down, all show that the empire is not at this time. Peaceful.

In this case, outside news is very important.

Judging from the visit of the old Dean Rodini, the outside world is not in a state of war, at least for civilians, there is no shadow of war.Wen Zening is not a combatant, the bloody rule of the Bauhinia Dynasty has passed for too long, and the empire has been peaceful for a long time.

Except for the history books, Wen Zening rarely saw the description of the war. After repeatedly confirming with him that the radio station hidden in the attic was not broken by him, Wen Zening asked for some repair tools.

"I want to know what's going on outside. To fix the station, I need some tools."

Wen Zening was still apprehensive when he made the request. He didn't know where the monster found the food to sustain the two of them, and he didn't know if he could find the tools he needed.

I don't even know if He will be angry because he wants to communicate with the outside world, so that he will restrain his disguise, tear off the appearance of Bo Rong, and reveal the terrifying vine-like tentacles inside.There will be smaller suction cups on those tentacles, which will be firmly attached to the skin the moment it touches the skin, and his spiritual power will enter his mental image at the same time with a destructive momentum.

The collision of the two phases is like putting a piece of butter on a hot frying pan.

The butter will melt at the moment of contact, turning into a viscous liquid, sticking tightly to the bottom of the pot, losing its original shape, and passively and powerlessly let the frying spoon fiddle with it to form the desired shape.

Wen Zening's hand holding the tool list trembled unconsciously. Even with all his strength, he couldn't stop this association about the horror follow-up.This is not fear, or Wen Zening's fear does not come from the monster in front of him, but his own imagination after he has tensed up to a certain level.

This imagination was not created out of thin air, but after contacting His spiritual power and seeing the dark and dull mental picture, the negative energy accumulated over countless years oppressed him, and he judged his own possible fate.

After hearing Wen Zening's request, his expression was very calm. Just when Wen Zening thought he would refuse, Wen Zening heard him say, "Yes."

Wen Zening was surprised.

He explained, "I like it when you ask me."

After finishing speaking, he grinned, showing his white teeth. It was obviously a smile like sunshine, but Wen Zening shivered involuntarily, and tugged at his windbreaker.Looking into His eyes, the round black pupils are not gentle, only endless darkness like an abyss.

Even though he keeps emphasizing that he and Bo Rong are the same person, Wen Zening is very clear that the boy who belongs to him has not returned.

He is an evil god believed by pagans, an unknown monster from the distant past, darkness, and an endless abyss.Just like what he said before, don't watch for too long...

Wen Zening was in a trance, and when he looked the other way, the person in front of him looked like the bastard he was familiar with.

"Teacher, no matter what you want, I will help you get it."

He was as happy as Bo Rong had come back.

Wen Zening got the repair tool he wanted faster than he thought.

He said he was going out for a while, but within half an hour, he came back with the tools Wen Zening needed.

Wen Zening didn't know where he came from, but he was sure that he left home, this almost closed house.When he left, the house felt empty, but Wen Zening didn't try to leave, because he could feel that even if the main body was not at home, he was spying on him all the time.

The repair of the radio station was not very smooth. Wen Zening was not a person majoring in science and engineering, so he could only check the wiring of the old radio station while flipping through reference books.

"Ningning, it's time for you to eat." With Bo Rong's face on his face, he knocked on the attic door without rejection.He is holding fresh roasted mutton in his hand. The strong cumin flavor can easily arouse people's appetite. This is Bo Rong's specialty.

Thinking of the unpleasant eating experience after rejecting Him earlier, Wen Zening put down the tool directly, "Okay."

Wen Zening let him stretch out his hands from nowhere, and pulled him out of the attic to the bathroom.

He said, "Wash your hands first."

The black and gray engine oil stained on the white fingers, sticky and dirty.He carefully smeared hand sanitizer on each finger. It was not normal skin, and the tentacles with tiny suction cups touched it. The tingling sensation was transmitted from the fingers to the brain, like an electric shock...

Wen Zening glanced at him sideways, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If he ignored the sharp tongue that he unconsciously stuck out, and the two of them looked at each other and then licked it with a slightly dry tongue, Wen Zening could still calmly accept that he washed his hands.

"Wash your hands well!"

Wen Zening is still very bluffing when he is serious, at least in front of Bo Rong and his students, he is very majestic.

However, showing a serious side in front of this monster is somewhat risky, but Wen Zening's character is destined not to allow himself to compromise forever.

If two people must get along, the initiative must be in their own hands.

"Okay!" He agreed with a good temper.

He put away the tiny suction cups on his skin, pressed his lips together tightly, stopped trying to tease Wen Zening, washed his hands well, and ate again.

"The craftsmanship is very good, thank you for the hospitality."

The cooking skills are the same as Bo Rong's, they are both excellent, Wen Zening praised him after eating.

Probably because Wen Zening's easy-talking appearance pleased him, before going to bed at night, he talked about something outside.

"I estimate that in another ten days or so, the fog will dissipate."

Seeing that Wen Zening was puzzled, he smiled and said, "Those old guys are full, it's time to go back to sleep."

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