Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

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Qin Mo took a few steps forward and fell into the soft quilt.

During the time he was away from Novice Town, a lot of things appeared in his room.

The place where the sleeping bag was placed was turned into a wooden bed with floral patterns and a faint medicinal scent.

It is also equipped with a medium-hard mattress and a soft and clean three-piece bedding set.

On the bedside table next to it, there is a bottle of fresh and elegant mountain lotus leaves.

Not only that, the bathroom connected to the room has also been renovated.

Bathtub, shower, sink, toilet, toiletries, full-length mirror...

Just looking at the bathroom, Qin Mo had the illusion that the black fog had not yet arrived.

There are not many things in the sleeping room.

A three-meter-wide wooden bed, a square bedside table, a wall-mounted wardrobe, a vase of flowers, and a large plush carpet covering the entire room.

Yong Zhou, who noticed the change, couldn't wait to tell Qin Mo that he wanted to go out and play.

“Ahhh…”

"So soft!".

Yong Zhou was barefoot and rolling around on the ground like crazy.

“Ahhh…”

"It's really good!".

Hearing this, Yong Zhou naturally continued:

"Yes!".

After a while, Yongzhou stopped moving and their eyes met.

"Hi!".

Xi'an blinked and raised the corner of his mouth to greet Yongzhou.

Yong Zhou was stunned for a moment, then instantly jumped to Qin Mo's side.

Hiding behind Qin Mo, Yong Zhou showed a pair of eyes and secretly looked at the unfamiliar Shadow Clan.

Faced with Yong Zhou's series of actions, Xi'an blinked in confusion and continued to roll on the ground.

“It’s really comfortable…”

"Brother Qin Mo."

"Your home is amazing!".

"Xi'an likes it."

Yong Zhou finally remembered that the boss of Dusk Hospital also came back with them.

Although there have been examples in the past where the owner of the Colosseum returned with them.

But the other party has never communicated with them.

It had long been ignored and forgotten by Yong Zhou.

A strange member of the Shadow Clan showed up unexpectedly, and Yong Zhou was so shocked that he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight.

He kind of understood why Xiaoyue disliked him in the first place.

Xi'an seemed to be aware of something and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The two lines of sight intersected in the air, creating countless invisible sparks.

Taking the two shadows' small movements into consideration, Qin Mo prepared to speak.

However, the extra weight on his shoulders made him subconsciously look sideways.

The light amber pupils suddenly shrank, and the smile on Qin Mo's face froze in his eyes.

"Little moon?".

Hearing the sound, Yong Zhou's heart skipped a beat and he turned back abruptly:

"Big sister?".

Little Moon, with her eyes closed, was half held in the arms of Qin Mo, who had a worried look on his face.

Sensing Qin Mo and Yong Zhou's uneasiness, Xiao Yueliang tried hard to open her eyes.

【Warm...warm...】

【Sleepy......】

[I need to...sleep for a while...]

In Qin Mo's sight, the little moon's eyelashes moved twice like two small fans, and then remained still.

The voice in his head dissipated, and the little moon turned into a ray of light and sank into Qin Mo's body.

After a while, Qin Mo's frown relaxed after sensing the state of the little moon through the contract.

Turning to the two shadows, Qin Mo suddenly asked:

"Do ShadowClan need to sleep?".

Yong Zhou and Xi An looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Qin Mo's heart slowly fell back to his chest, and then he asked the two shadows:

"When do the Shadow Clan usually go to bed?"

"boring".

"If you have nothing to do, just sleep."

Xi'an rested his chin on the pillow, tilted his head and thought for a while before replying.

Yong Zhou nodded with an expression of agreement.

Lar outside the door couldn't stand it any longer, so he pushed the door open and said to Qin Mo:

"growing up".

"If you gain sufficient strength but fail to digest it in time."

"You need to sleep, absorb and use it for your own benefit."

Pursing his lips, Lal added another sentence to make amends for himself.

"Human, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation."

Qin Mo nodded, said "Sit anywhere" and closed his eyes.

The little moon's aura is peaceful and long-lasting, and there is indeed no negative state.

There is nothing unusual in the encounter with the devil.

Qin Mo thought as he touched Little Moon's head.

Go to sleep...

"elder brother".

"Big sister...are you okay?"

As Qin Mo finished his meditation, Yong Zhou immediately asked.

Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes softened and he patted Yong Zhou's head:

"fine".

Yong Zhou was obviously relieved, and said to Qin Mo:

"elder brother".

"You should get some sleep too!"

"perhaps......".

"You wake up, and the big sister wakes up too."

Yong Zhou remembered that every time he returned from the battlefield, Little Moon would urge Qin Mo to rest.

He thought...

Since the big sister is not here, it is his responsibility to take over this task.

"Brother Qin Mo!".

"I want one too!".

Xi'an quickly moved closer to Qin Mo and glanced at his hand.

After reacting, Qin Mo raised his hand tentatively.

Seeing Xi'an's eyes signaling to continue, Qin Mo gently patted his subordinate's head.

This kid is so annoying...

Yong Zhou secretly clenched his back teeth, with a layer of fire in his eyes, as if he wanted to stare through the heads of Qin Mo's men.

Xi'an's eyes moved, and he shrank back to his original corner with satisfaction.

Qin Mo turned his gaze and looked towards Laer of the Shadow Clan.

The corner of Shadow Clan's Lar's mouth twitched. He took a half step back and shook his head repeatedly to indicate that he didn't need it.

Xi'an looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he secretly placed his hand on the place Qin Mo had touched.

After a while, he suddenly buried his head in the pillow.

Seems pretty good...

"elder brother".

"Go to sleep!".

Yong Zhou considerately lifted the corner of the quilt and patted the bed.

"well".

"I'm going to take a shower first."

Qin Mo responded, found some clothes to change into, and walked into the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, the harmonious atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

The three Shadow Clan members looked at each other, with a hint of sneer on their lips.

It seemed like a big war was about to break out among them.

The sound of water gradually stopped, and the three figures looked away and lowered their heads.

The room temperature dropped to zero and then quickly rose again.

Walking out of the bathroom, I glanced at the three ShadowClan members who were playing their own games.

As Qin Mo wiped his hair, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

So harmonious?

He thought that the three Shadow Clan members would fight while he was away.

"I'll take a nap."

"You guys walk around the cabin first, and I'll take you outside for a walk when I wake up."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, the three members of the Shadow Clan responded obediently one after another.

Qin Mo blinked slowly and lay down half-believingly.

are you asleep?

Seems to be asleep...

Fell asleep!

The breathing sounds were light and orderly, and three heads popped up beside Qin Mo's bed like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, peeking their heads out.

Have a fight, whoever wins will be the boss!

how about it?

Yong Zhou raised his eyebrows and said provocatively.

Xi'an's eyes suddenly brightened and he immediately agreed to Yongzhou's proposal.

Let’s go!

Xi'an walked towards the door, raised his chin and urged.

Lal looked hesitant and looked back quietly. He desperately hoped that Qin Mo would notice where they were going.

First floor.

Yong Zhou stood on the stairs, with his hands on his hips and his head raised:

"Who of you will come first?".

Lal looked at this, then looked at that, and said with a light cough:

"I give up."

Yong Zhou and Xi An immediately looked at each other.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

The tense atmosphere was like a thin thread that would break at any time if pulled to the limit.

Lal held his breath unconsciously, not daring to move.

The strength gap between the three shadows is clearly revealed as to who is stronger and who is weaker.