He came to the moon with a tractor

04:30am.

The lights of the Earth and Star Consortium building are still on, and they are a somewhat weird dark blue.

The corridors are cleaned very smoothly, not a trace of stains can be seen.

The lines are neatly cut into rectangles, as if to frame all the people in suits here.

They are in the same direction, and they have even discussed which foot to take first, a standardized image program.

At the end is a huge white space.

There is a long table inside, with the same chairs, the only eye-catching one is the exaggerated king chair in the innermost part, which is covered with dazzling gemstones and golden bells. The squirrel is happily eating a hazelnut.

Oran sat in that chair, wearing a baggy bathrobe, the texture of silk was delicate against his skin, and it was full of male nude paintings, which clearly interpreted the "debauchery".

The employees of the consortium were already used to this scene, and calmly found a chair to sit in.

Oran raised his eyes and looked around, then pulled the squirrel down and hugged him, "Where is Lu Yuanjiu?"

Someone replied, "He went home to sleep."

The squirrel's hair was pulled hard.

It couldn't help but began to struggle, and Hazel stopped eating.

Oran pressed the button on its head, directly interrupting the nerve cord, the squirrel stopped moving, and mechanically lay in his arms, honestly.

"boring."

He let out an irritable "Tsk", "Or just leave."

"Letting you attend the meeting is already one of the things I regret most this year. You just sit down for me, or don't blame me for not giving you face." Olig pushed open the door, looked at him, and was furious One way, the calmness on his face was almost lost.

Oran twitched the corner of his mouth and fell silent.

Olig sat next to him, took a projection lamp from the robot who was following him, and shone it on the table. A photo of a person appeared on it. He knocked on the table, "Chen Duya, the ten-term domain The champion of the competition, this time you will also participate in the competition as usual, your task is the same as in previous years, just let him win."

The neat answer below is, "Yes."

"Love's cloning has always failed. After thousands of experiments, only one of them has succeeded. It must not fall into the hands of players. Just make enough gimmicks."

A trace of businessman's shrewdness flashed in Olig's eyes, "If Chen Duya is defeated by others, you should also stand up. How did this machine be sent out, and how do you have to get it back, understand."

Solemn.

Olan interjected, "Lu Yuanjiu, Kos and I are very good at the game, why don't we form a team and grab that blow-up doll for you?"

Olig's face darkened a few more degrees, and he gave him a cold look, "I agree with Lu Yuanjiu's level. You and Kou Si? Hehe." He laughed and didn't continue.

Oran pursed his lips, "How will you know if you don't try?"

"Lu Yuanjiu is going to train the mechanical army, and he doesn't want to participate. Kou Si has a lot of different intentions now, so he needs to focus on monitoring. For you," Olig's anger suddenly became a little bit hot, and he slapped the table fiercely, "here I'll just stay here! I'm not allowed to go anywhere!"

Oran was silent for two seconds, then smiled again, "Okay, listen to you." He propped his chin, and the wooden slippers kept tapping on the ground to make a "da da" sound, "However, the cloned robot of the female star Who made it? Why is it not easy to succeed? I heard that the red pavilion on Neon Street is already producing this kind of thing, it’s like popcorn, and it’s not difficult to look at.”

Olig smiled sarcastically, "Those are just service machine bedmates, and they are not at the same level as Love's clones." He paused and looked at Oran, "When did you go to the Red Pavilion? ?”

Oran got up with the squirrel in his arms, without looking back, "The night is getting cold, I'm going to sleep."

Olig turned his head and ordered, "Seal his door for me."

The coldness of the night lasted until nine o'clock in the morning of the next day.

Bai Erduo was sitting in the empty bar, holding a glass of watermelon juice and drinking it lonely.

The bartender Qidu stood opposite him, holding a glass of wine, drinking melancholy and painfully, "Master Kou, what do you think Brother Kou is thinking?"

Bai Erduo didn't raise his head, "I don't know."

"Will he fire me? I'll chase you away. I used to stuff you with delicious food when you came! It's because you always reject me..." Qi Du paused, Eyeballs rolled, "Actually, we used to have a good relationship, we can be regarded as good friends..."

The third inexplicable good friend appeared.

Bai Erduo was a little tired, and suddenly wanted to retrieve his memory. It was not a good feeling to be played like a fool like this.

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense, I'm his good friend." Doumiga walked in with an umbrella, retorted with a serious face, and then hugged Bai Erduo's shoulders familiarly, " Come on, I'll take you out to play."

Bai Erduo shook his head, "No, I'll wait for Dong Kui."

"What are you waiting for him to do? He's just a wage earner and he's busy making money. I'm different, I'm super rich, and I can bring you delicious food and spicy food." Doumijia pulled him away without refusing , "Old Kou has entrusted you to me, and I will try my best to make you fat. What do you want to eat? Do you want to try the exclusive breakfast for reformers?"

Bai Erduo was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Kou said, I can only drink fruit juice."

Dou Mijia laughed loudly, "Aren't you afraid that you'll be stupid? Don't listen to him. The diet of a transformed person is no worse than that of a purebred person. After all, the stomach is made of iron, and it can be digested even by eating electric poles."

Bai Erduo frowned, "I don't want to eat telephone poles."

Dou Mijia winked at him, "Brother will take you to eat more calls."

Qidu watched them leave coldly, and angrily poured two mouthfuls of white water into his mouth.

In an alley not far from Neon Street, people come and go, almost all of them are rehabilitated people.

As soon as he took two steps in, Bai Erduo smelled a fragrance, he couldn't tell what it was, he had no idea in his mind, he just thought it was quite fragrant.

Soon, the sound also became noisy.

There are small shops on both sides, and there are a few tables at the door, which are crowded as if they are in their own family, but the furniture and supplies are like comparisons, and each one looks better than the other.

Some tables are spaceship models, and the chairs have their own equipment. You can even have a full-body massage while waiting for a meal.

Some are in retro style, no matter how fancy they are, there are a few Beatles-style robots standing at the door, twisting back and forth to solicit customers.

Dou Mijia took him to the shop with the most traffic in the middle.

There are four words printed on the holographic signboard, "Invincible Tea Powder", and there is a noodle-like image standing next to each table, standing neatly waiting for someone to order.

"This tea powder is super delicious. My iron stomach can hold eighteen bowls. It's amazing." Dou Mijia pulled him to sit down, nodded to the noodles, "Brother, bring us twenty bowls of tea Fen, ten cages of sun buns, thirty tiger heads."

Baldo: "..."

"Don't be afraid of not having enough food, don't be polite to me if you open it." Dou Mijia rubbed her hands expectantly, "Be sure to hold back when you come up later, eat more elegantly, don't take one bite at a time, or you will have to go to the maintenance department for the blockage of the silicon tube intestinal tract build."

Bai Erduo swallowed, "What is the tiger's head?"

The speed of serving food was as fast as a rocket. Just after asking, a passage like a slide appeared under the table, and the lined up green plates "swish" and teleported in from nowhere.

They were neatly placed, and the chopsticks and spoons were put together into a square in an orderly manner.

The tabletops were slowly separated, and two bowls of tea powder, two sunbags, and two tiger heads rose first, and were lifted up to the face.

Dou Mijia introduced, "Look at this, light green herbal tea, paired with fragrant, smooth but not greasy powder slices, refreshing, and excited for the whole day! Look at this again, orange bun skin! Hot red Barbecue! Crispy but not burnt! Melt in your mouth! When chewing, you have the pleasure of killing! The last heavyweight tiger head! It looks like a beast's head! In fact, it is filled with small tiger skin eggs! Take a bite and it is crispy! It's like eating a cannonball! It explodes in your mouth! Try it!"

Bai Erduo insisted on the polite table manners, patiently listened to his explanation, and then put down his chopsticks to eat.

Although the taste buds are also man-made, they are more sensitive than the original ones. As soon as he took a bite of the tiger skin egg, the nerves of his limbs seemed to be injected with delicious heat, and the taste penetrated into the steel body like fried fireworks above his head. every corner of the

A taste experience like a dream.

Eat a meal.

A total of sixty bowls were swept away by the two of them.

Bai Erduo patted his stomach, "Full. Thank you for the hospitality."

Dou Mijia stroked the top of his hair, "Good boy, in the future, you must be an optimistic and active reformer who knows how to enjoy life and is dedicated to truth, kindness and beauty, understand?"

Bai Erduo nodded, "Okay."

Dou Mijia got up and moved around, his body seemed to be covered with sunshine, and he was completely free from the gloom he had when we first met. He said, "Brother, shall I take you for a walk? Not only will you lose weight, but you can also exercise to make your body stronger."

Bai Erduo was completely bought by this meal, and looked at him trustingly, "Where are you going?"

Dou Mijia smiled kindly, "Black market."

Time passed quickly in their feasting.

Soon it was 03:30 in the afternoon.

The man-made dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate, and they were still covering it, as if they were waiting for an opportunity to drop the icy cold rain.

The curtains in the apartment were drawn tightly, not a single ray of light leaked in.

The lights were not turned on, it was pitch black.

There is only a giant round bed in the wide space of the one-piece, which is a full three meters wide, and it seems to be filled with water, and the waves are swaying violently, as if a blanket has been spread on the sea.

However, the person lying in the middle was sleeping soundly, with a bold posture, revealing most of his naked body, not even wearing underwear.

His gray hair was messy and messy, and there was a wine bottle lying beside his sleeping face.

It looks very decadent.

Suddenly, the speakers embedded in the roof automatically turned around and started playing randomly.

It is the first brainwashed Rap.

"Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa, (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa),

Sheolder than me but she called meda-da-da-da, (Da-da-da-da-da)."

"Da da da pa pa pa pa pa" several times in a row, which woke up the man on the bed "da da".

With a gloomy face, he grabbed something and slammed it hard. The speaker was hit by a red heart in the middle, but the quality was too good to be damaged, so he continued to "da da".

"Damn, I'm going to dismantle your ruined thing, and smash it into foam." Kou Si had dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were cold, "an alarm clock looking for death."

He sat up and calmed down in bed for 10 minutes.

His sanity returned, and he was much more sober.

He rubbed his temples and apologized to the roof, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't scold you."

The speakers, which were not equipped with body and consciousness, still continued to "dadada" according to the prescribed time without soul.

After Kou Si apologized earnestly, he got out of bed naked, and floated to the bathroom with his footsteps.

In the mist, he stood in front of the mirror, half-bent to look at the face inside, and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's so handsome today. Got to meet my moon."