Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Breakfast was still the same old three things, except that the buns were filled with red bean paste instead of meat. There was mushroom sauce on the plate, with small brown mushrooms in it.

Xu Ye took a bite. Wanrenzhan, who was sitting next to him, saw him eating so happily and looked uncomfortable: "How can you eat so much?"

"You call this color red bean paste bun?"

The blood dyed her lips red, making them more gorgeous. Xu Ye, in order to avoid adding extra points, comforted her in a friendly manner:

"It's okay, I just put too much pigment."

"All businesses are like this now. They like technology and hard work. Even if they cook for you seriously, you may not like it."

Barrage: "Ahaha, it seems to be like that."

"I used to eat matsutake rice from a small shop. Later, when I went to Macau, I was served a portion at a five-star hotel. I was told that the hotel sold fake products, so I forced the chef to cut a slice for me in the kitchen. Only then did I realize that I was eating rice with matsutake essence every day."

"But to be honest, Matsutake essence is really delicious. It's my favorite."

"Boss Xu Ye is really experienced in life."

Wanrenzhan took a bite of the bean paste bun in his hand and it had a strong fishy smell.

He likes killing people, but that doesn't mean he likes eating raw meat and drinking raw blood. In other words, he is a murderer, but he is not a pervert with pica.

The buns went into my stomach quickly and I barely had to swallow them.

Wanrenzhan touched his stomach.

He suddenly felt that if coloring was really added, it would be a good thing. At least it passed the psychological test, and the acceptance of the buns instantly increased a lot.

Next to Wanrenzhan was the tall and thin man who had been “dismembered” last night. He looked at Xu Ye tentatively: “How did you sleep last night?”

"It's very good and smells good." Xu Ye gave a thumbs up.

"Don't you feel anything unusual?" The tall and thin man grinned. If Xu Ye really didn't feel anything, it would undoubtedly make him very frustrated, as if he had worked for half a day in vain.

These criminals also care about the efficiency of their work.

"Yes." Xu Ye's face suddenly turned red, he scratched the back of his head, and said shyly: "Does dreaming count?"

The Thousand-Man Killer and the Tall and Thin Man: "..."

No, with your smooth skin and rosy face, you do look a bit like...

The tall and thin man still didn't believe it.

It's not that he didn't believe it, it's that he didn't want to believe it, so he started to ask questions, and he had to ask about the details bit by bit, trying to find loopholes in order to refute the other party's statement.

The Ten Thousand Slayer is mainly a warrior, while the tall and thin man is more literary, well-educated, cultured, and an artist.

Xu Ye: "No, why are you like this? You have to listen to everything. You are so shameless."

The tall and thin man didn't care. How could he still go to cell number one if he had the face? He pestered Xu Ye to talk.

The corners of Xu Ye's lips curled up, and he was smiling so hard that his face was about to bloom.

For some reason, the tall and thin man had an illusion that the other party had wanted to speak for a long time, but had not found the opportunity, and was just waiting for him to say this.

No way……?

The tall and thin man was a little skeptical about his idea, but then his idea was immediately put into practice.

Xu Ye finished his meal in a few bites, coughed lightly, and walked to the middle of the cafeteria: "Everyone stop for a moment, I will tell you about the dream I had yesterday."

"I didn't want to tell it, but that person insisted me to, so I had to..." Xu Ye pointed in the direction of the dining table and sighed.

The tall and thin man paused for a moment while grabbing the bun, then continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

I spat at Xu Ye in my heart.

Damn, it seems like he loves gossip so much and is curious about other people's affairs every day.

In addition to complaining about the gossip about the tall and thin man, the first reaction of others was: What? We fought all night and you actually hid away and dreamed. Dreaming is fine, but it was a *dream.

It’s so unfair. Listen, you must listen, listen carefully.

I’ll use this kind of thing to frame you in the future.

The dream Xu Ye had was unusual. He broke through the sky, flew into the interstellar space, and spread the entire Milky Way.

The person under him had a broken waist, missing legs, and his head flew off.

In the end, the two of them died of happiness together...

It is real death - the kind of death where you just breathe your last.

The scene was deathly quiet, but after a moment, there was a commotion.

What the hell is this? It's so boring. They didn't hear anything they wanted to hear.

What's more, I have seen people abusing others and cats, but I have never seen anyone doing this and abusing themselves.

Even the damage suffered by the other party was a hundred times worse. They were almost traumatized by what they heard.

I guess after I get out of prison, for a long time in the future, whenever I do something like this, I can't help but think of Xu Ye's description today.

"+20"

"You have reached the score requirement, and you can start the assessment then."

?

The sound from the collar came, and Xu Ye's mind was full of question marks.

No, he was just talking in the middle of a conversation. Why?

Also, if you want to give him extra points for what happened just now, he can barely admit it. He didn't do anything last night, so how can he get extra points for that?

"Administrator, come out here! This is too much." Xu Ye's face was gloomy and his anger was at its highest.

The tall and thin man felt dizzy, as if he was in a dream.

He didn't know whether to be happy that his judgment was correct or sad. Sometimes having too sharp an intuition was not a good thing.

When Xu Ye rushed out to confront someone, the administrator's first reaction was:

"Yeah, that's wonderful."

He immediately grabbed Xu Ye's arm, rushed in, and announced the good news to everyone: "This is the fastest person to accumulate points in history. You should learn from him in the future. He is a role model."

Xu Ye screamed from behind: "You are giving random scores. I will report you for deliberately manipulating the scores..."

Everyone looked at the administrator suspiciously.

The collar on Xu Ye's neck flashed: "Ding, points +20"

The administrator was even more excited: "Did you see that? They even slandered me. This is the real evil..."

Xu Ye: "I will fight you!"

The administrator cooperated with his performance, put on an "I understand" expression, and pretended to comfort him: "Anyway, you have accumulated enough points, it is impossible to return them, just take the test honestly."

He felt that Xu Ye was being modest and deliberately pretending that he didn't want to get any points in order to annoy others.

Hey? You see, I don't want it, but it comes anyway. You want it, but you can't get it. Are you angry? I'm just showing off in disguise.

Sure enough, just as the administrator finished speaking, Xu Ye's neck flashed again: "+10"

The administrator gave a thumbs up and left with full of admiration, shaking his head and saying, "Genius, a genius."

A group of people were left working at the table.

"Your uncle... doesn't understand what I'm saying." Xu Ye muttered to himself, but finally stopped pursuing the matter and went to the table to open the letter.

He just didn't believe it. The more evil this copy wanted people to do, the more good things he would do. He had to do the opposite and never give the other party a chance to continue to control him.

Let’s start by replying:

"Dear Prison Boss No. 1, I immediately put your suggestion into practice and wrote you a reply the next day after I finished it.

What happened is that after my parents took the recipe you wrote, they were able to lie in the same bed smoothly.

But their bodies were unable to move, and they kept cursing me all day long, which made me very annoyed and I wanted to make them shut up forever again.

Xu Ye quickly stopped him: "No, you need to be tolerant and friendly, and don't care about it."

He quickly wrote another equation: "Feed this to your mother."

Barrage: "What did Mr. Xu Ye write? I don't understand."

"That's right, you don't understand. It must be a potion that can shut people up. Boss Xu Ye won't let them get away with it and let people die so easily."

"That's right, Boss Xu Ye must have found a more advanced way to torture the two of them."

In the world of ghost stories, Xu Ye was very proud of himself. What he wrote was an antidote, so there shouldn’t be any problem this time, right?

He wants to do good things, he wants to teach others to be kind and accumulate virtue, hehe.

After replying to a bunch of various letters, Xu Ye was very happy. He felt like a teacher who imparted knowledge and passed on the fruits of knowledge to the world.

He picked up his pen and added one more sentence in each letter: "Please call me Teacher Xu from now on."

……

The night was dark, and another repetitive day had passed. There was no change in everyone's life. Xu Ye was very happy because the chemistry teacher who came to class today was very good. The two of them learned from each other for an hour.

Although Xu Ye won in the end, the two had a very pleasant chat.

In the real world, those chemists were reluctant to communicate with him. Or whenever they chatted, there were always people from the Ghost Story Bureau standing in the room with them.

Every time at a critical moment, the people in the Ghost Story Bureau would "cough" to interrupt the two people's conversation...