~： The second year story 027, defect

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Just entering June, the Desert City began to declare its strength. Use the extreme heat to tell everyone in Fengchusha City that this is a desert. The city only has four seasons because of its slightly better geographical location, but it is still difficult to get rid of the fixed attributes of the desert city.

Xia Chan began to scream in advance, and pedestrians on both sides of the road began to splash water on the ground in front of her home to cool down.

The shops are still open. Like last year, the heat of the city did not drive people into the rooms to escape the heat. In other words, they are used to being so hot in summer and don't care about it at all.

The idiot is bound with his hands and feet, wearing that heavy sweater, holding a broom in his right hand, and holding a small bread hand in his left. He was still sweeping the floor as before. Seeing that the summer vacation was approaching, he had been in this college for a year.

Cicadas scream...

"Woo...oooo..."

The weather is too hot, and the bun seems a little unbearable. Her footsteps are shaking, her eyes are also very tired, and she looks like she wants to sleep. Several times she walked and her feet weakened. Fortunately, the idiot pulled her up in time to avoid her lying on the ground to sleep.

That does not work.

The idiot stopped, took the bread into the shade of a tree, and fed her some water. Last summer, the idiot was responsible for filling the pool with water. Although it took a long time, he did not need to take care of the bread. But now I have to sweep the floor everywhere, it is impossible to leave the bun in one place and ignore her. If you leave her alone at home, you are an idiot. After all, she has learned to walk. If you go where, or bump into something, without knowing it, you will be in trouble.

"cough……"

The idiot sighed, pulled out the cloth strip and put the bread back on his back. Looking at the time, there are still three hours before Quilin’s big class. Forbearance, after class, you can let the bread take a breath and rest.

"Woo..."

Bread was lying on the back of the idiot, and finally she didn't have to walk anymore, finally closing her eyes, and fell asleep. The soft pink hair got into the idiot's neck, feeling a little itchy.

She is comfortable...

Idiots look at the scorching sun in the sky--

Then, just continue to sweep the floor.

But just as the idiot picked up the broom again and dragged the trash can over there to continue working, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

".................."

"It seems that your spirit is pretty good."

Headmaster Campa looked at the idiot condescendingly, his expression gloomy.

"...Mr. Campa." The idiot responded to him after thinking about it.

Campa nodded, his eyes moved away from the idiot, and placed it on the little bread lying on his back. From the old man's eyes, he seemed to think of something. After observing for a while, he beckoned to the idiot, turned and walked away.

The idiot put down his broom and trash can and trailed behind Campa. Within a moment, Campa took him into the'R&D Park' in the northeast of the college and into a building.

The R&D Park is used by the science and technology students in the college. Many technological products and combat weapons have been born here. The idiot didn't know what Campa wanted to do, but he still followed him in, through the long corridor, and into a room with many medical instruments.

The room temperature here has cooled down a lot, and the bun's breathing has become much more stable. She lay on the back of the idiot with peace of mind, and made some soft sound of sleep. After Principal Campa turned on the lights, he motioned the idiot to sit on a stool at the edge of the room. After the idiot sat down, he moved a chair and sat across from the idiot.

"I am looking for you today because I want to confirm something."

Campa motioned to the idiot to relax, then pointed to the bread on his back, and told him not to carry it on his back, but to hold it instead.

The idiot did, but he didn't ask aloud what it was. If Campa wants to say, then he will naturally. I don't want to say, asking again is for nothing.

Campa nodded, poured a glass of ice water from the water dispenser in the corner of the room and handed it to the idiot.

"Give this girl some water and try to wake her up."

The idiot hesitated for a while. According to the past law, he still took a sip of water by himself, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, he passed the water to the lips of the bread.

The little girl came into contact with the cold water vapor and woke up leisurely. When she felt that the heat around her was not so hot, she immediately giggled at the idiot who was holding her. Maybe she just woke up in good spirits, instead of drinking water, she turned over and wanted to get down. The idiot didn't stop her, letting her grab her thigh and slid down a little bit, and finally fell to the ground with a puff, got up, and began to look around curiously.

"Woo~~~oooo~~~~!"

Things that have never been seen around piqued the little girl's interest. She just wanted to run to a seemingly big machine, and the idiot immediately grabbed her to prevent her from walking.

"Oh! Ooh~~!"

Little Bread raised her head in protest, but soon she came into contact with those cold and solemn eyes. In an instant, the excitement was suppressed immediately, and she was picked up by the idiot obediently and sat on his lap, no longer whining.

After watching what happened just now, Campa sighed softly. Then he bent down, leaned forward and put his face in front of the bread—

"Bread~~~?"

When Xiao Bread heard someone calling her, her little head tilted slightly. After seeing the face of Principal Campa, she whimpered happily.

"Small Bread, will it be called "Mom"?"

"Woo...Woo?"

"'Mom'. Come, call'Mom-Mom'.'Mom-Mom'."

The idiot didn't know what Mr. Campa wanted to do, so he could only look at him suspiciously.

Bread stared at Campa with those big eyes. After a moment of muttering, the little mouth opened happily again——

"Woo~~~! Woo~~~~~!"

Hearing her shout of joy, Principal Campa not only didn't feel happy, but a shadow cast over his face. He took a breath and said again: "Come on,'Dad-Dad'.'Dad-Dad'."

"Ugh! Ugh~~~"

At this moment, Principal Campa finally confirmed one thing. He slowly raised his head, staring at the dazed idiot in front of him, exhaled, and said every word--

"I'm sure. This kid can't speak."

"………………………………"

The idiot sits with no expression or movement. He just continued to hold the grinning bread and said nothing. Maybe it was because he didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face this matter. After all, this was completely beyond the scope of what he could predict.

Principal Campa stood up and began to turn on the various instruments on the side. While waiting for the instruments to turn up, he said: "I was aware of this as early as the Holy Eve sacrifice. This child, no matter what. She can only make a sound like'uuuuu'. She responds to the sounds around her, her ears are normal, but she can't speak. An 18-month-old child is even the most basic'dad' mother 'I can't call it out, it shows that the problem is serious."

The idiot lowered his head, and at this moment Bread turned his head and looked at him. This little girl still had a smiling face, stretched out two small arms towards the idiot, babbling.

"How is this going."

The idiot's voice is low, feeling different from the cold tone of the weekdays.

"Finding out what is going on is exactly what I mean by calling you over."

The machine over there was operating normally, and Principal Campa came over and asked the idiot to put the bread on the platform in the center of the machine. The idiot did so, and then the two circular floating mirrors began to spin quickly around the bread. And on a video screen that Principal Campa was looking at, the skeletons of the little girl appeared. He adjusted a few times, and the lens began to converge to the throat of the bread.

"Yeah~~~~!"

Seeing the rotating mirror around, Bread was very curious. She stood up, reaching out to touch. But before her hand touched the rapidly rotating mirror, a slight thunder and lightning sprang up from the soles of her feet, knocking her to the ground.

"Woo...oooo..."

The current is very slight, it is not painful, it will only make the body feel very numb. Little Bread was lying on the platform, her emerald green eyes looked at the idiot standing outside very attached, it seemed that she was a little scared.