Machi's residence is actually three small independent houses built on a clearing that they have swept out, and no one else lives there.

Most of Meteor Connect is covered with junk phones from all over the world, so if you want to get a place to live, you must first clear a place.

Or simply rob someone else's residence.

After all, from the very beginning, Meteor Street exists to allow garbage that cannot be disposed of around the world to be "disposed" in this place.

Even the residents of Meteor Street are either offended by the outside world and can't get in, or they are made up of people who have been abandoned here.

The only area that can be called a residential area is probably only the area where the elders live, and this is because a large team called "elders" has been formed through thousands of years of development and inheritance.

When they eat, they will set up a small fire in an open space in front of the house, and after eating, they will throw the leftovers of the food into the garbage pile on the side.

Speaking of which, since absorbing Mo's memory, the pungent stench in Meteor Street was no longer felt to Lin Mo.

It is estimated that the habit of the brain's senses has recovered.

In fact, the residents of Meteor Street usually form a team one by one, after all, the power of one person is limited.

The power here is not only force, but also includes various survival skills.

It is difficult for a person to be perfect in all aspects. You may be very powerful, but if you encounter certain radioactive substances or poisons, you will die if you touch them without knowing it.

And in this dangerous place, you can't know when you will be injured. Coupled with the harsh environmental pollution, it is easy to form an infection.

If you don't have some medical skills, you can't go very far.

So, I don't know since when, the residents here began to spontaneously form teams one by one, and live in groups with each other.

Each team builds a place to live, because it's impossible to sleep peacefully if there are other teams nearby.

After all, competition is also the eternal theme of Meteor Street.

The strong eat the weak and the fittest survive, the rules of Meteor Street are as simple as that.

That is to say, there are no extra houses around for Lin Mo to live in.

Lin Mo looked at Uvogin and Nobunaga, two sloppy rough men, and looked at the tender and delicious little loli next to him.

If you choose with your feet, you know who to choose.

However, Lin Mo couldn't be too obvious. After organizing the language a little, he calmly said: "Well... Machi is the petite in terms of body shape, so I'd better squeeze with Machi first."

Lin Mo's well-founded analysis has also been successfully recognized by others.

Uvogin looked at himself, nodded and said: "Indeed, there is probably no room for you to squeeze in my bed."

Machi frowned, thinking of Lin Mo's ability to create food out of thin air, and finally agreed.

"If you dare to move, I'll kick you out."

Machi, who grew up in Meteor Street, is very aware of the perverted behavior in Meteor Street.

And she is also very clear about her own charm. Before she met Uvogin and Nobunaga, she didn't know how many times she escaped from those perverts by relying on her sixth sense.

If it weren't for her naturally sensitive sixth sense, she would have long since known what she would have become. She would have been played to death long ago when she encountered roughness.

Therefore, he has been freezing his heart all the time.

She... has seen too much ugliness.

Although I felt some strange eyes from Lin Mo when I was eating before, it was not the disgusting feeling I had encountered before, but it was a little warm.

Of course, Lin Mo's handsome face also brought him a lot of bonus points. After all, no matter where he looks, it is always a bonus item.

"I know, I know." Lin Mo raised his hands slightly to show his innocence.

Machi stared at Lin Mo's face for a while, his sixth sense really didn't sense any malice in Lin Mo before he started walking towards his house.

"come on."

"Then we'll see you tomorrow." Lin Mo said hello to Uvogin drinking Nobunaga, and left behind Machi.

Of course, the washing of the dishes was left to Nobunaga. Before Lin Mo joined, Nobunaga was in charge of washing the dishes.

Machi is in charge of cooking, and Uvogin's words would be great if he could break the bowl.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Nobunaga replied to Lin Mo while holding several people's cutlery.

Looking at Uvogin who was heartless and doing nothing, he couldn't help kicking him a little angrily.

"Come here and help me carry the bowl over!"

...

Lin Mo, who followed Machi into the house, could only see the specific facilities of Machi's house at this time.

A simple cabinet, a mattress and a simple table and chair.

There are four things in total.

After returning to the house, Machi ignored Lin Mo and went straight to the chair to sit down.

Then he took out the tiny wire hidden in his clothes and fiddled with it.

Although Machi did not fight today, she was used to maintaining her weapons a little bit.

For her, the wire in her hand is the only thing she can protect herself, so even if it doesn't wear out, she will make sure that the wire is ok every day.

Seeing that Machi didn't want to communicate at all, Lin Mo didn't bother her too much.

With Lin Mo's professional quality as a psychiatrist, Machi's psychological defense line is very high in this short contact.

This kind of self-defense awareness cannot be developed in a day or two, and it is estimated that he has always had a considerable degree of defense against everything around him since he was conscious.

It also shows that Machi's defense can't be dispelled with just one or two words from him.

Restoring enthusiasm will be more than the loss, and she can only slowly approach her heart through the accumulation of time.

Looking at Machi who was still fiddling with the steel wire very carefully, Lin Mo's eyes flashed a trace of love again involuntarily.

The steel wire flickering coldly in the candlelight, and the occasional tiny scratches on Machi's young hands.

It can be seen that Machi should have suffered a lot in this regard.

Children, especially little loli.

Looking at her cold expression, carefully fiddling with dangerous weapons, it's hard not to feel pity.

Lin Mo considers himself not a good person, and mostly does things according to his own preferences.

Machi happened to grow on Lin Mo's aesthetics, and naturally his favorability to Machi would double.

here we go again…

Machi, who was checking the maintenance weapon again, felt that strange look from Lin Mo again.

Machi's sixth sense didn't feel any malice, but instead felt the goodwill from Lin Mo.

Machi stopped the movement of his hands, raised his head slightly and glanced at Lin Mo.

Seeing Machi look over, Lin Mo showed a slightly warm smile.

Machi didn't ask any further questions and continued with his work.

Although I don't know what Lin Mo is thinking.

But Machi doesn't hate that feeling...*

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