Chapter 916

With only a few days left in October, the night of the capital is longer in this season.

in the quiet living room of the hut at 5:00 a.m., the beacon light points flicker with dim light, and then the space transmission starts soundlessly, and the dark and Golden Forest sweeps away.

After five hours of high concentration training,

the figure who came back to the hut also felt tired and yawned, then got into the bed, activated the sleeping card, and fell asleep.

Adjustment of ability action point, reduction of magic energy consumption, static suspension,

inertia force offset, reduction of excess loss,

quantity increase, quality increase...

even in deep sleep without dream, the mind still thinks of these scheduled training plans, and these do not know how long it will take to achieve the goal of arm command degree,

only A card.

Therefore, it is a long process that needs to be accumulated over time to improve one's ability...

on the clock, minutes and seconds pass by,

the "quilt group" on the bed beside the small table sleeps, and then at the moment when the pointer is about to point to 6 a.m. and the alarm clock rings immediately,

the ring is pressed ahead of time, and the last second is still sleeping The "quilt group" of death turns over in an instant!

He was still sleepy an hour ago. He was like sleeping for three or four hours. In the dark of the capital city at six o'clock in the morning, the night owl had locked the door of Meng Lang's house.

(? ω? *) stare at...

hey, hey, hey... Brother, this time, you must have all your underwear...

in my mind, all the exercise plans in my mind have been turned into bullshit, and then I jumped out of bed like a slim under the quilt,

slide on the floor and slide towards the menglang house.

Then five minutes later...

"brother!!!! You bastard, you come again

"Sleeping trough! Brother, did you even install an alarm for the wardrobe? "

At this time, Gou Yu, who had just finished washing and went into the kitchen, listened to the faint cry of gnashing teeth and sighed with a helpless smile,

this morning, it was still not light. What are you doing...

then he opened the refrigerator and planned to take out a lot of seafood fish pots left last night for breakfast,

only saw a black and round mystery The object is sleeping soundly in the pot with its belly up...

"La... Hoo, ha!"

However, when the door of the refrigerator was opened, the "thief" who purred suddenly turned over and put up his big triangular ears,

"lameow!"

After a cry, a cat tail to escape the scene of the crime.

Looking at all the remaining fish, bone soup, including vegetables, all of them disappeared, sighed and laughed helplessly,

well, do something else...

...

at the end of October in Beijing, it will be light at about 6:30,

as long as a fool does not stay in bed, all the people in the cabin wake up very early.

It goes without saying that the biological clock is accurate every day. Even if there is no sneak attack from Fang ran, Meng Lang will wake up around 6:00,

and Fang Xiaoran is the first one to get up outside of the three. She has the habit of running for ten minutes every morning, which is hard for ordinary people to adhere to. Among them, she is the only one who has been admitted to Beijing University normally and has always maintained it With this habit.

Last night, I went back to my dorm and packed up a few things. I explained the reasons with my roommates who are still in good relationship.

with the efforts of Meng Lang, who can't wait for brother Keng, Fang Xiaoran realized the bag check-in last night.

Yeah? Furniture?

Are beds and things like that in advance?

Of course, it's not. It's prepared by some idiot with "Chuang Pai" in the vicissitudes of life...

"ah! ADA! At least... At least let me enjoy another day of indulgence at home! "

"No nonsense! Brother, take out the things for me! "

"Yayudien!"

Well, although they have been forced to do so...

and then there are Tang Bing and Xia Yao who are similar to each other.

after all, one of them is a lively and energetic girl who just doesn't give advice, and the other is a gentle one who lives a self-discipline and can't find anything wrong.

So it is,

when everyone can get up at almost the same time,

the fresh and sunny air is shining through the balcony, and the small house at 7:00 in the morning ushers in the breakfast around the small table.

"Sister Ming Ling, would you please not lean on me..."

"Hey, what's the relationship... Well... I'm a big beauty... Lean on... You... You should be happy... Just... Hoo... Hoo... Zzz..."Although there is a person who doesn't live here, it's obvious that she can't get up at this time...

"Lingzi will be very confused when she doesn't wake up. I've told her that she doesn't have to get up and sleep a little more..."

looking at mingling's appearance that she can't even open her eyes, Xia Yao explains in a soft voice, and then looks at her eyes with a smile:

"“ I'm sorry, little or, please let her lean on for a while

"Ah..."

but when I heard her saying this, she was stunned and looked at her shoulder. She did not have any make-up. Compared with her usual delicacy, she had a simple and soft voice,

AI? Sister Xia, shouldn't you let her lean on you...

"if you live here, do you eat breakfast like this every day? Is it in turn to be responsible..."

"well, it's not. Most of the time is small or everything is ready. We can only help you."

"There's a dishwasher to do the dishes, and a robot to sweep the floor for cleaning. Although we're going to live here later, it seems that the only thing we can help with is cooking occasionally."

On the other hand, hearing Xia Yao and Fang Xiaoran's explanation, Tang Bing looks at a piece of fried golden crisp fish on the table, and blinks with amazement,

AI... Does he even need to help cook occasionally??

Looking at Ming Ling, who has gone back to sleep with no guard against herself, Tang Bing silently counts a series of advantages, such as delicious cooking, caring, tolerant and understanding, etc.

then he looks at the way with fried fish in his mouth and a bowl of big mouth grilled rice.

"Well... I always feel that I know why the senior students' living ability is so useless..."

Tang Bing said in a low voice that he could not bear to look directly at him. Let Zheng and Meng Lang compete with each other to covet each other's piece, and immediately beat the table angrily:

"Hello! Gourd! What do you say

"Ah, bah... You are the only one."

"No, I think sister Tang Bing is right."

"Aunt Fang is a worrier and always gives him everything in advance."

"Well, I can live alone, and I can also... Cook..."

"eh? Can you give me a taste of your cooking, brother? "

"Cough... Next time... Next time... I still have a class today..."

"Oh, I can't see that you are still a person who loves learning (ridicule)

"You think everyone is like old brother. Can you stay at home all day?"

"I have my first class too. I'll go with you later."

"Well, I think I have intensive reading in the first quarter, ah, wait! My notes... "

" so we can go out together. "

In the morning, the bright sunshine gradually rises, and new figures are added to the small table. During the breakfast time, we talk about common topics and start a new day in our daily life...

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drops, drops, drops,

in the night ward, the instruments for monitoring vital signs work normally, and the displayed values are stable,

the consciousness is from the deep comatose brain Floating in the sea, like a dream for a long time, in which fragments of memory flashed.

Since I was a child, from the people who want to make use of themselves, the shadow of the outside world felt by those who want to make use of themselves,

fear, uneasiness, fear,

are engraved in the timid heart.

Then the screen is accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating,

accelerating!

Only their own dark room, more and more monitors, writing hard to poke the keyboard, occasionally looking out of the window looking forward to,

cowering in the chair holding his knees, hiding in the room...

such fragments.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat,

repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat...

until!

The night Tokyo sitting by the building that night!

At the end of the C-level war, there was a strong yearning at the end of the battle room, the inability to regret when the war room fell, the self loathing in the dressing room compartment,

the rising speed of consciousness accelerated to the extreme point and became faster and faster,

then the picture at the end of the line was the words believed by the person who longed for it.

-"Yota, I've always believed in you..." -

Bang -

freeze, holding out his hand to hold the etheric spirit, as if there was a sound of consciousness rushing out of the water,

the boy on the hospital bed opened his eyes a little bit, as if he were still in the fragment just now, and got up slowly, and did not take up the pair of big black framed glasses for the first time to put them on.

but looking out of the window into the world, a brand-new morning www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!