Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2377

"I have a question,"

Yuan Xiangxi said in a clear voice, obviously not allowing anyone not to hear his important speech. "Look, the sauce and cheese in the sandwich are all written in the gift package, right?"

"Don't call me gift bag."

Ji Shanqing's response almost became a regular procedure, and he didn't know how many times he had to say it to Yuan Xiangxi in a day—no matter how many times he said it, it would naturally have no effect at all.

"So?" Don't look at Bohemia and Yuan Xiangxi who will start bickering after they can't say a few words, but it is impossible for Yuan Xiangxi to talk to her without arguing.

"And the preparation of sauce and cheese in the gift package needs to consume 'gift package energy', right?"

"I've said it all, don't call me a gift bag."

Bohemia cut open a sandwich with various ingredients and divided it into two triangles.It stands to reason that they should continue to be arranged neatly in the box, but she couldn't hold back, picked up a triangle, and took another big mouthful.

"What about fire?" she mumbled while chewing, "Get to the point."

"We - no, you, I won't eat it." Yuan Xiangxi corrected himself, "He used the energy that formed himself to write the sauce and cheese, you eat the sauce and cheese, and your body absorbs the energy , to supply the needs of the action... In essence, aren't you just eating Ji Shanqing?"

In Feng Huanyan's house, which was full of people, suddenly fell into silence.

The mouthful of sandwich in Bohemia's mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, but it seemed she couldn't swallow it anymore, and it was protruding under the skin of her face; she opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to squeeze all the wisdom in her life into this place. For a moment, she could squeeze out a rebuttal to Yuan Xiangxi's theory - but several seconds passed, the sandwich was still in her mouth, and she didn't say a word.

Fu Xiluo smiled lightly.

Lin Sanjiu turned his head slowly and glanced at Ji Shanqing.

Even Ji Shanqing's face turned pale; he rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and after thinking about it for a while under the eyes of everyone, he said, "Um..."

"Really," Nu Yue took a breath and raised her head. "I ate a lot of Ji Shanqing in the past two days."

"Don't follow him," Yu Yuan said with a pale face, "This—isn't it the same!"

But what is different specifically, he thought for a while, but he had no choice but to turn his head to look at Qing Jiuliu, and said again: "Is it different?"

Qing Jiuliu wiped his face, looked up at the ceiling, and murmured: "Ji Shanqing is quite delicious..."

"Don't you all think about that?" Yuan Xiangxi smiled happily and said, "I like to think about problems from different angles."

"Don't think about it when you have nothing to do in the future, okay?" Lin Sanjiu also felt that his head was big.From a feeling, it doesn't seem to be the same thing; but from a logical point of view, it is irrefutable.

"Yes, it can also be understood from another angle," Ji Shanqing stammered, "I am just a transit station, converting one form of energy into another... The survival energy of the data body is also from the universe. I got it from time to time..."

Finally, there is a broken step, which is also a step.

Seeing that Yuan Xiangxi was about to open his mouth again, Yu Yuan hurriedly persuaded him, and Han Suiping asked him away from Bohemia and the sandwich——Bohemia finally swallowed what was in his mouth. Bulging, he shouted at Yuan Xiangxi's back: "You have eaten ghosts before!"

Well, you can’t think deeply about this matter; it’s not a big deal at first, but the more you think about it, the more trouble you will feel.

Lin Sanjiu coughed, and in order to show that it was no big deal, he simply took Yuan Xiangxi's place and went to help Bohemia make sandwiches—in fact, they had been making sandwiches for a long time before, but they couldn't help Bohemia to eat More than made, so far only half filled the box.

Maybe Yuan Xiangxi just wanted to prevent her from eating any more?
She peeled off the ham thinly one by one, after four or five slices, Fusiro walked to the dining table, pulled a chair beside her and sat down.

Bohemia couldn't help but pause after she was muttering on the sidelines just now, and looked at Fuxiluo, and then fell silent.

Fu Xiluo didn't make a sound either.

He lay on the edge of the dining table, resting his chin on his arms, his eyes were almost at the same level as the ingredients on the table.

He watched Lin Sanjiu peel the ham, tear the lettuce, cut the tomato, and made several sandwiches over and over again with quick movements—in the end, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help asking softly: "What's wrong? It's nothing It's pretty."

"En," Fu Xiluo responded through his nose. "It's not pretty. Doing the same process again and again... Don't you feel bored?"

"Although the process was a bit boring," Lin Sanjiu thought it was an opportunity—perhaps it could make him feel better—and explained: "But this is for everyone. Think about when they get tired from playing , If you have something to eat, you will feel delicious and happy, isn’t it a satisfying thing?”

Fu Xiluo tilted his head and thought silently.

He suddenly broke into a smile and said, "Well... for relatives and friends, it's different."

Lin Sanjiu let out a sigh of relief, and nodded.

"Then what about her?" Fu Xiluo raised his chin towards Feng Huanyan, who was busy at the other end of the room. "Who is she for?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled, before she could think of what to say, Fu Xiluo spoke again.

"As an ordinary person, she doesn't even have the ability to resist such a heavy life. Those things in the doomsday world that are not boring and boring have nothing to do with her... Born in a world where there are occasional surprises In this world, there is no chance of surprises. This kind of ordinary and trivial life is the whole of life... Is there really anyone who can accept this kind of thing?"

He seemed genuinely confused.

That's right, his reincarnation as "Fu Xi Luo" has already disturbed and lost him. Feng Huanyan was reincarnated into an ordinary person who didn't even have the ability to evolve, and lost her only relative, how could she still have her? Momentum kicking the kitchen rug back into place over and over again?
At this time, there seems to be no answer, which can be regarded as perfect.

What's more, the time left for Lin Sanjiu to react passed in the blink of an eye—just before she could open her mouth after a pause, Bohemia suddenly called her from the side: "Hey, don't let go!" La."

what?
Lin Sanjiu turned her head and found that Bohemia had just blocked her hand holding a sandwich.Somewhat dazedly, she put the sandwich down on the plate.

"You're absent-minded," Bohemia pointed to the full box and said, "It's already full, so where do you put it?"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the box.She was all focused on the conversation with Fu Xiluo just now, and her hands were just programmed movements one after another: cutting, wiping, pinching, putting... She really didn't realize that the box was already full of sandwiches , not even a finger gap.

"You also think her life like that is actually terrible."

Fu Xiluo looked at her and said softly: "Day after day, there is no end, full of things that I don't want to do but have to do... What are they all for?"

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes and stared at him blankly.

Instead, as if turning around to comfort Lin Sanjiu, he patted her hand and said, "It's okay, it's a good thing we still have each other, right?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded.

After Fuxiluo got up and left, Bohemia poked her head out from behind her shoulders, and quickly swept past his back. "Unexpectedly, he is quite pessimistic," Bohemia muttered, "He is always smiling. I really can't tell... right? Lin Sanjiu?"

After two seconds, probably seeing that there was no response, she urged again: "Lin Sanjiu? Why are you in a daze again?"

Lin Sanjiu shuddered, and was brought back to his senses by her, "Oh", but his eyes fell back on the sandwich box involuntarily.

She stared at the sandwich box for several seconds, unable to say anything.

The answers to some questions always come so unexpectedly.

The library... She knew what the "strangeness" in the library was.

It's a bit inaccurate to say "strange", because in essence, there is nothing wrong with it, it's just a normal thing - more precisely, she discovered a misunderstanding of her own.

As for the significance of this misunderstanding, whether it is important... She will have to ask Kurosawaji again to find out.

"Oh shit, have you been taken away by the sandwich, you should move." Bohemia looked at her a few times, closed the lid, and said, "The sea is still waiting, let's go."

Bohemia refused to eat the remaining one that couldn't fit in—she glanced at it a few times, as if looking for Ji Shanqing's face in the bread.

"Speak for that Feng." She pushed the plate to Feng Huanyan who didn't know that she was named, pulled Lin Sanjiu, and asked, "Why do you seem to be getting closer to Fu Xiluo all of a sudden?" ?”

Lin Sanjiu was so shocked that he almost dropped the box in his arms.

"What?" Her hairs stood on end, "What do you call him?"

"Fu... Oh no," Bohemia hesitated, "Pina said he is one, not the other, which one is which? Eh, the two names confuse me..."

Only then did Lin Sanjiu heave a sigh of relief—it's true that she just confused the two names.Bohemians are far more interested in food than people, and they never remember the names of dishes wrong.

"Your Majesty Li," she corrected.

Fu Xiluo, who had already gone out, stood outside the gate in the bright sky, seemed to hear her voice, looked back from afar, his eyes passed through the room, and fell on Lin Sanjiu.

Between the two people inside and outside the house are friends who are getting up and going out; Yuan Xiangxi is arguing with Qing Jiuliu about something, Ji Shanqing is walking towards him against the current, and Nuyue is talking to Feng Huanyan. wave goodbye...

This afternoon, the sun was particularly good, and the sky reflected the endless blue sea like a flat mirror.

　I'm leaving for Thailand tomorrow, and I don't know how many time codes I can squeeze out secretly... According to my estimation, I can't squeeze out much.My mother really, when she sees a keyboard in my bag, she will smile knowingly... "Why do you bring this when you go out to play?" "You write when you go out to play?" "What do you write for me?" have a look?"

It's hard to guard against, so tired.

　
(End of this chapter)