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

It is amazing that this black fog can silently input so much information into the human brain...

I don’t know if Hua Chi and the others have seen this new section. The name of the Battlefield of All Living Beings is really easy to understand.

Qin Mo flipped through it twice and found nothing useful, so he closed the panel. Repeated research is still beneficial, at least he found a very useful alarm clock function.

Feeling the sudden extra weight on his shoulders, Qin Mo tilted his head slightly. It was Xiao Yueliang who was resting her head on his shoulder in a daze.

Qin Mo touched Xiao Yueyue's smooth black hair on her shoulder with gentle eyes:

"Are you sleepy?"

Was it his illusion? Since waking up, Little Moon has become more and more like a human. Her behavior is no longer like that of a ghost. She always looks very sleepy.

It had been a long time since he had seen the little moon floating in the sky.

Little Moon rubbed Qin Mo's palm and said, "No, Nuannuan, what are you thinking about?"

"Little Moon is so bored being alone."

Qin Mo explained: "I was thinking about the battlefield of all living beings."

Then he noticed that Little Moon looked listless and said worriedly:

"Little Moon, are you feeling unwell?"

Little Moon slightly opened her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and said in a drawn-out tone:

"No~".

"Nuannuan, I'm basking in the sun."

Wei Yang's tone was lazy.

Qin Mo was slightly stunned.

Sunbathing?

How can we bask in the sun without it...

At that moment, Little Moon chuckled and explained:

"The black fog is our sun. The energy contained in the black fog is like the sunlight. Basking in the sun means I am absorbing energy."

"It's warm and comfortable, and it's good for the body."

Qin Mo laughed.

It's really about basking in the sun, and he was moved by what he said.

Qin Mo heard Xiao Yueliang say disappointedly again that it was a pity that such absorption was too slow and of little use.

It turns out that although they can absorb energy from the black fog, there are limits. Just like a drop of water merging into the endless sea, only when the quantity changes can it cause a qualitative change.

Qin Mo couldn't help but think of a saying: If it's tasteless, it's a pity to throw it away.

Little Moon remembered Qin Mo thinking about the battlefield of all living things:

"Nuannuan, are you worried?"

Qin Mo nodded: "Little Moon, how much do you know about the battlefield of all living beings?"

Little Moon was silent for a while and said:

"Nuannuan, I have existed for too long and I can't remember many things. What I can tell you is that the battlefield of all living beings is actually the domain of the powerful Shadow."

"It completely belongs to the Black Mist."

Qin Mo's eyes moved and he thought of Xiaoyueliang's teaching building and pursed his lips: "Is Xiaoyueliang's complete territory the school?"

Qin Mo felt the little moon rubbing his face and said dejectedly:

"Nuannuan, I don't know."

“I don’t feel like I’m missing something, or why my field is incomplete.”

Xiao Yueliang quickly regained her spirits and comforted Qin Mo who was worried about her:

"But I know that as long as I gain enough energy to grow, my field will slowly become complete and I will grow bigger and stronger."

Qin Mo was shocked.

grow up!

Could it be that she has grown from a little girl into a big girl... He is looking forward to it then.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrow and patted Xiaoyue's head and said:

"I'm looking forward to seeing Little Moon grow up."

Little Moon's eyes curved with anticipation:

"Then can I grow as tall as Nuannuan?"

Qin Mo was strangely silent.

Does the little girl in his family know how tall he is... In his entire life, he has never seen a girl who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Qin Mo looked directly into Xiaoyue's dark eyes and said, "It should be possible... but it's better not to."

The tone gradually became lower.

Is there any way to dissuade my little girl from having this idea?

Little Moon blinked: "Why?".

She also thought about taking turns carrying each other with Nuannuan.

Qin Mo would never have thought that Xiao Yueliang wished to be as tall as him so that she could carry him on her back.

Just as Qin Mo was racking his brains to organize his words and thinking about how to dissuade Xiaoyue from having this idea, there was a scratching sound from the wooden door behind him.

It was as if countless hands were scratching the door with long, sharp nails.

The wooden door was shaking under attack, as if something outside would break in at any moment. Qin Mo's head felt numb and he gave up the idea of ​​going forward to check. The words that Xiaoyueliang warned Hua Chi and Xu Xiaolou came to his mind.

Maybe this is why Xiaoyue doesn't allow the door to be opened.

I don’t know what’s outside, but it sounds like it’s making quite a lot of noise and it must be hard to deal with.

While Qin Mo and his companions were resting peacefully in the base, many humans who had woken up hastily chose their own bases because of the dangers in the darkness.

Little Moon noticed Qin Mo's gaze, stood up and patted his chest and said:

[Don't worry, the other party can't get in]

Qin Mo was about to reply to Xiaoyueliang when he shuddered unconsciously:

【Little Moon, are you cold? 】

Little Moon: [Not cold]

As if she suddenly didn't understand why Qin Mo said that, Xiao Yueliang stretched out her hand and rested the back of her hand on Qin Mo's face.

After a moment, his expression became gloomy.

His dark eyes fell on his own cold hands.

Qin Mo nodded and rubbed his cold fingers. He found that the temperature in the room had dropped drastically, as if it had transitioned from summer to winter in an instant.

A chill kept penetrating into his thin, breathable clothes, and Qin Mo felt that a thick layer of frost would form on his body in a moment.

I immediately opened my backpack, took out my simple sleeping bag and crawled into it. I curled up into a ball and could barely feel the warmth.

Almost froze to death!

After recovering a little, Qin Mo showed his head.

Little Moon concealed the expression on her face and tilted her head: [Nuan Nuan, are you okay?]

Qin Mo saw the thin skirt on Xiaoyue and felt even colder:

【Little Moon, are you really not cold? 】

During the conversation, Qin Mo felt his body begin to tremble unconsciously, and his teeth were so cold that they chattered against each other.

Little Moon: [Hmm]

She stood there coquettishly, unlike Qin Mo's continuous reactions.

Qin Mo finally believed that Little Moon was not cold. He shrank back into his sleeping bag and said worriedly:

[There is a coat in the backpack, remember to put it on if you are cold]

Little Moon nodded obediently: [OK]

Qin Mo stuffed his head into his sleeping bag and curled up his limbs. His bent limbs were so cold that they ached, and even the gaps between his bones seemed to be blasted with cold wind.

Fortunately, the supplies were distributed in advance, otherwise Hua Chi and Xu Xiaolou would be in trouble if all the warm items were with them.

On the other side, Xu Xiaolou stuffed himself into his sleeping bag while cursing, and hid in the quilt muttering to himself.

"Sesame...Good Sesame! Lord Sesame, please help me!"

"I'm almost freezing to death!".

Xu Xiaolou spoke nice words intermittently.

Zhima squeaked angrily! No!

Damn human, you actually want Lord Sesame to warm your feet!

Xu Xiaolou curled up his body and tried to persuade him without giving up: "There is a saying in the human world that as long as your feet are warm, your whole body will be warm."

"Do you just want to watch me die!"

Xu Xiaolou said viciously, turning the tables.

Zhima shrank into the corner, squeak! Warming feet is impossible! But you can hold me.

Xu Xiaolou: “That’s fine.” He immediately reached out and held Zhima in his arms.

A sigh of satisfaction.

The constant temperature hand warmer is great. Zhima held it tightly against his chest and moved his ears.

Squeak! It feels like something is wrong.

The two were having so much fun that neither of them paid attention to the creaking door.

Hua Chi, who had just taken out the sleeping bag, cast his deep eyes on the door that was making the incessant noise.

A sneer echoed in the quiet house.

After the sound of the zipper sliding faded away, the room returned to silence.

Something outside the house seemed to be stimulated and attacked the door more and more violently, as if it wanted to break in and teach the arrogant person a lesson.