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

Chapter 497 Another Form of Rules

"Please, please, bless me to pass this exam in one try."

"Please, pray that the girl I'm pursuing will accept my confession."

"I hope my little grandson is in good health. As an old woman, I will definitely offer him the best incense and candles."

"Get promoted and get rich, get promoted and get rich!".

"...".

None of the people who came and went to add incense to the small temple noticed that its shadow was like falling leaves on the water, creating ripples.

However, some people noticed that the number of fruit and snack offerings on the altar of the small temple had decreased, and there were signs that they had been eaten.

Among them, the arrival of "Qin Mo" is like a leaf falling among thousands of leaves in the forest.

Until one day, the existence hidden in the shadow of the small temple opened its eyes in the drizzle, distracting its gaze out of boredom.

Its gaze was cast towards "Qin Mo" for the first time, and it stayed on him for a moment like a dragonfly touching the water.

"Qin Mo" offered offerings day after day and sat in meditation in front of the small temple.

As spring goes and autumn comes, people coming and going in the small temple have become accustomed to the "Qin Mo" in front of the temple, and an unnoticed glance lingers on "Qin Mo" for longer and longer periods of time.

Tiny, weak human children...

This is how it evaluated "Qin Mo", but "Qin Mo" himself had no idea how insignificant and insignificant he was in the other's eyes.

"Today's apples are very sweet."

"The flowers are also fragrant and beautiful."

One day, the always quiet "Qin Mo" put down his offerings and suddenly spoke.

Maybe you will like...

This is what Qin Mo kept in his heart and never said out loud.

Grandma said that if people don’t talk for a long time, they will no longer be able to talk.

If there are some things you are embarrassed to say to her, you can tell them to the flowers and plants.

It was strange to talk to the flowers and plants, and I discovered that there were small animals in the small temple eating the offerings.

"Qin Mo" thought, he could talk to them.

There were few people here, so he didn't have to worry about his mumbling being heard by others.

"Today is a sweet bun."

"I brought candy today."

"The osmanthus flowers in the garden are in bloom, and I brought a few here."

"Meat buns".

"...".

"The weather is very nice today!".

"It's warm and comfortable."

"Qin Mo" stretched his body, closed his eyes and looked up to feel the sunshine, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

After discovering that his range of activities was limited to three meters within the small temple, Qin Mo decided to wait and see.

He watched "himself" change with the seasons and gradually fell in love with the small temple.

After "himself" turned around and left, Qin Mo's eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked at the small temple carefully.

Who is “myself” talking to?

Is there anyone else here?

Sunrise and sunset, “myself” reappears.

"The weather is very nice today!".

"The raindrops fall on the palm of my hand, so cool."

"Myself" turned his back to the small temple and turned the topic to the weather, sighing.

Qin Mo burst out laughing.

He found that no matter what the weather was like, he would always say that the weather was very good today.

The sky is clear, the sun is shining and the weather is pleasantly warm.

It is raining, the raindrops are cool and the sound of the rain is pleasant to the ears.

Overcast, light breeze, comfortable, neither too cold nor too hot.

It’s snowing, the snowflakes are like sugar, and the plum blossoms are fragrant.

Qin Mo, who had no memory of this at all, suddenly felt that his childhood self was so adorable.

Another being who was watching "Qin Mo" might also think so.

Whenever Qin Mo arrives, it opens its eyes.

Habit is a terrible force, and "Qin Mo" and it gradually got used to each other.

Even though they had never met each other, they both assumed in their hearts that one of them would come to the small temple every day and the other would wait there every day.

The words in Qin Mo's mouth increased day by day, not only about the weather, flowers and plants, but also about the trivialities of life.

"Grandma said there will be new children in the garden."

"Where did they come from?"

"Will they stay in the garden forever?"

"Will I ever leave here?".

"Will grandma always be with me?"

"...".

"Why are they in the garden? Where are their parents?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo sat down next to "himself".

He knew that among all the questions he had, only the last one was what he cared about the most.

Dad...Mom...

Qin Mo sighed silently, and his eyes softened as he looked at "himself" who was fiddling with the grass leaves without making any sound.

He almost forgot that what child doesn't miss his parents?

Especially... the children of Ikuen...

Raising his hand and touching "his" head, Qin Mo's eyes became slightly distracted, with a cold look surging in his eyes.

He has no parents...

He came from an experiment, an experiment to steal the power of ShadowClan.

[Name: Qin Mo]

[Race: Human]

[Vision (Eyes): 20]

[Hearing (ear): 20]

【Touch (limbs): 20】

【Intelligence (Brain): 20】

[Affinity: 35 (deceiving weak and immature children, progress: 0.000......00001%)]

[Evaluation: A strange human with ordinary attributes, who has a huge appeal to "children" (could it be that you are a human in the form of banknotes!!!)]

Qin Mo had already discovered that his attribute panel was slightly different from those of Hua Chi and Xu Xiaolou.

He has an additional attribute called "affinity"...

As the power of the Covenant with the Demon grew, Qin Mo once caught a glimpse of time in the fluctuations of the rules of time.

He saw infants and young children numbered one by one, and a man in a black robe with gold patterns presented him to the dean of the orchard as a token of sincerity.

During the brief conversation, Qin Mo learned his identity.

Thoroughbred...

The rest of the human infants who survived the experiment were called "seeds" by the man in black clothes with golden patterns.

Qin Mo guessed that the infants and young children who possessed the same special attributes as him were the good breeds mentioned by the man in black clothes with golden patterns.

Qin Mo also has his own views on special attributes.

He believes this is another form of rule.

The spring rain stops...Sudden rain starts...

Six words uttered by two strange figures suddenly appeared in his mind. An inexplicable sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, making Qin Mo's eyes even more profound.

rustle--

The harsh sound of fingers rubbing against grass leaves quickly brought Qin Mo's wandering thoughts back.

"There are new children in the garden, and grandma won't let me go out."

"I...I'm leaving."

After saying that, "Qin Mo" stood still with his eyes wandering, as if looking for something.

After a while, "Qin Mo" turned around and left without hiding his disappointment.

whoosh-

Qin Mo witnessed with his own eyes a layer of mist leaving the shadow of the small temple, and then like a nimble snake it wrapped around "his" ankles, winding down and disappearing into the shadow behind "himself".

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar black fog, Qin Mo's pupils shrank quietly.

"Myself" disappeared from sight, and Qin Mo lowered his eyes.

Under the dim light, Qin Mo's shadow, which had merged into the darkness, stared at Qin Mo.

"That's you right?".

"I don't remember...I don't remember any of this".

Qin Mo's last words faded away, and another voice sounded immediately.

"I hope someone can stay with me forever!".

Qin Mo raised his eyes suddenly. This was his voice...

【it is good】

[In exchange... you must do the same]

Qin Mo heard the reply that “I” couldn’t hear.

At this moment, Qin Mo thought a lot, but none of them left any trace in his mind.