There must be something wrong with my krypton game

Kandagawa Yu thought he was here to play games, but he never expected that he was actually here to take care of the children.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that he was the age to be taken, but he never expected that it is not certain who will take who!

Zhong Yuanzhong also soaked in the nutrient solution overnight, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the man from yesterday curled up on the ground hugging a blanket.

Pale, motionless, and soundless.

He knocked on the glass anxiously, tossing for a long time before triggering the switch, released himself from the glass column, supported his shoulders, and flicked his breath with trembling hands.

Nothing at all.

Chuya Nakahara's heartbeat almost stopped.

He held the young man's head blankly, only to see his lips trembling twice, as if he was about to say something.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath and approached slowly.

Just listen to his voice——

"well……"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked solemn: "You say."

Kanda Chuanyu paused for a long while, and said in a flustered voice, "Okay..."

"...so hungry."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Kandagawa Yuxu opened his eyes, raised his hand to block the glaring light, with a blank face: "Is this... heaven?"

He squinted and flicked his eyes, frowned, and added, "Angel, why do you look so much like that kid in the lab?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

A cross appeared on Zhongya's head, and a hand knife hit the top of his head.

"Because this is the laboratory, and you're still alive, bastard!!"

Grumpy, so grumpy.

Kanda Chuanyu clutched his injured head and sat upright. He was fined to kneel for 10 minutes and felt very wronged, "How can a child say dirty words?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Then why don't you behave like an adult!?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "How am I not like an adult?"

Chuya Nakahara: "You don't look like an adult anywhere."

Kandagawa Yu turned his head, "cut" and muttered in a low voice, "It's as if you've seen other adults..."

Hearing this, Nakahara Chuya paused, and his face gradually froze.

Only then did Yu Kandagawa realize something was wrong, and quickly opened his mouth to make amends, but it was too late.

The mechanical beep sounded again.

【Ding--】

[Triggering Zhongye's favorability in the Central Plains to start the mission: Three Philosophical Questions]

[Answer time: three days, please grasp it by yourself]

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Why is this time getting shorter and shorter! ?

Help!Whoever can save him from the vortex of philosophy will give him his life! !

In the laboratory, the brown-haired child found an old dress for himself, tied a knot where it grew out, and was cutting it crookedly with the laser knife he just found.

He had a stinky face, obviously angry, although he didn't admit it himself.

Kandagawa asked flatteringly, "Do you need my help?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, "Help yourself."

Kandagawa Yu had no skin or face, raised his head and chest, and coughed twice, "Ahem, it's okay, I don't need it—oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

He looked at Chuya Nakahara, who threw a piece of clothing right on his wound and used gravity to increase the size, accusingly, "What are you doing!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said slowly, "Didn't you say that you are all right?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

This kid is not cute.

He muttered a few words, but he still took off his tattered old clothes, and prepared to change into the new ones thrown to him by the child. knife.

"stop--!"

Unexpected disaster happened, Kanda Chuanyu was really aggrieved, "What are you doing! Why did you hit me all of a sudden!"

Nakahara Chuya's face was red all the way to his ears, he closed his eyes, helped him pull up his trousers with a groan, and said word by word, "No, want, in, me, face, front, take off!!"

"Oh—" the white-haired young man dragged his voice, squatted down, and deliberately approached his ear, "Why are you shy? You were all naked before."

"Anxin, Anxin." He bared his teeth and patted the child's back, "We're both of the same sex, we've been in a candid relationship for a long time hahaha——"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed and stood up, "If you don't go, I will go!"

Kanda Chuanyu tugged on his half-taken pants and asked him, "Hey, where are you going?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Cook."

Kanda Chuanyou:?

Cook?How can there be food in this broken place?

Ten minutes later, Zhongya Nakahara returned with several alcohol lamps, Erlenmeyer flasks, test tubes and Petri dishes.

Kanda Chuanyu: You didn't talk about cooking, I thought you were going to make poison.

He leaned over and fiddled with it, "Where are the ingredients? What do you want to cook?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, and took out two bottles of... nutrient solution from behind.

Stand on an alcohol lamp.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Kanda Chuanyu: "...Poof."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also annoyed, "Then find something edible for me here!"

The white-haired young man approached suddenly, and the tip of his nose met his. Nakahara Chuya put his hands on the ground, subconsciously leaned back, held his breath, and met those ice crystal eyes.

Kandagawa Yu stretched out a hand, snapped his fingers, and made a grimace.

"Come on, let me do a magic trick for you."

Kanda Chuanyu: "However, you have to cooperate with me first."

Nakahara Chuya: "Cooperate with what?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "Play dead."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

What? ? ?

What can you get if you combine the authority of the laboratory with the task object who can communicate and speak?

Answer: A bunch of daily tasks that have been brushed to the limit.

This time, he can finally do something other than canned beef!

Kandagawa Yu coaxed and tricked Nakahara Nakaya into the glass column, injected sedatives, and worked smoothly from the lowest level of tasks to the top. The things on the ground piled up more and more, and the types became more and more abundant.

Canned beef, canned luncheon meat, canned salmon, canned crabmeat, duvets, seasonings, pots...

The fly in the ointment is that they are all necessities, and the portions are not large, and there is no medicine, but it should be enough for the two of them to have a full meal today.

Two hours later, Zhongyuan Zhongya opened his eyes again, stunned by the piles of supplies in front of him.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he asked, "Where did all these... come from?"

"Hush—" Kanda Chuanyu put his index finger to his mouth, "My lord's secret."

"If the children know about it, it won't work."

The white-haired young man set up the alcohol stove in a decent manner, rolled up his sleeves, and said boldly, "Come on, let me show my skills for you today!"

As he said that, he picked up a box of supplementary solid alcohol and poured it on the stove...

Nakahara Chuya: "...Stop!"

It's hard to imagine that this grown-up person actually lacks the common sense of life than a minor child.

Chuya Nakahara couldn't help but have doubts in his mind.

How on earth did this man survive to this day?

"Who breaks the eggs and throws the shells in the pan!?"

"That's sugar! It's not salt! You can't put so much salt!"

"Too much water! Do you steam rice or cook porridge—"

Nakahara Chuya: "...Didn't you cook when you were young?"

Kandagawa Yusaka said, "I haven't done it, have you done it?"

"...Me." Zhongyuan Zhong also choked, his expression paused, and his eyes dimmed.

He murmured, "I don't know..."

If he has no memory, how can he be sure whether he is the main body or a clone?

Even if he had the memory, how would he know if he had really experienced all this, or if he was just an ordinary one among countless identical templates.

When he thought that the "consciousness" he thought might just be a replica on the assembly line, he felt restless for no reason.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stirred the egg liquid in the pot depressedly, "Hey, can I really find evidence that I am a human being..."

Maybe, in this life, he will not be able to know the truth.

"OK."

He was startled, and only listened to the man's resolute words.

"It's ok—it's definitely ok!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also moved slightly in his heart, and his eyes were red silently. He turned his head and looked over, and saw the white-haired young man holding a bottle of fruit wine in a pink package, his eyes were shining.

Kanda Chuanyu: "I'm sure I can do this bottle! This is my favorite flavor, woohoo, I'm going to open it right now!!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Listen to what others say, bastard!!"

Kanda Chuanyu doesn't like drinking, mainly because it doesn't taste good.

But there is only one exception.

It's a vanilla-flavored sparkling fruit wine.

Because he likes everything vanilla and sweet.

Kanda Chuanyou brushed the missions too quickly, and basically didn’t notice that the rewards were all like this. When he looked back, he found that there were his favorite flavors in it, and he was very surprised.

He strongly recommends it to children, "Don't you drink Chuya? I swear, this will be delicious!"

Zhongya Zhongya, let alone drink now, just wants to hit someone, with a cross dancing on his head, "Don't drink, shut up, drink it yourself!"

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Why, don't be so fierce if you don't drink.

Kandagawa Yu poured himself a glass of wine, drank it down, and sighed, "You have such a bad temper, did you often fight with others when you were in elementary school?"

Nakahara Chuya: "You ask me who I ask!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he would be killed by this anger sooner or later.

And the person who was so mad at him didn't even understand the point of his anger, so the big one shrank in the corner after being scolded by him, and silently poured another glass of wine.

Looking pathetic.

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't stand it anymore.

He cooked the thick eggs in the pot, cut them open, put them on a plate, put them aside, and poured some more oil into the pot.

Hearing the whistling sound, the child still glanced at the corner and said in a bad tone.

"Hey, it's all right."

Kanda Chuanyu paused, and immediately climbed up the pole.

Kanda Chuanyu: "So Zhong wants to have a drink too?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Just say one more word and you will go back."

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Forget it, it would be great to be back.

So he took a sip of the sweet fruit wine regrettably, took a bite of the thick egg, and his eyes lit up.

"good to eat!"

"...Oh." The child looked away, his ears were suspiciously red, "it's okay."

He clutched the recipe book in his pocket, and he forcibly rubbed the paper into his pocket, crumpling it, almost losing its original appearance.

The child paused, then turned his head and said, "Do you want another piece?"