Monster Apartment

Kyushu Shanhaiyuan.

A settlement of monsters that has been established for more than 300 years fell into chaos on an ordinary afternoon.

I have never seen such a courageous human being!

How dare you form a group to break into the monster's den! !

It's just scaring the monsters to death!

In fact, several monster settlements in China, including Kyushu Shanhaiyuan, were all ideas proposed by Bai Ze hundreds of years ago after he foresaw that the future living space of monsters would be infinitely compressed.

The main purpose is to keep those monsters who don't have a family but intend to change themselves to adapt to the torrent of the times to keep warm.

Feng Shui turns, after a long mythical age, the era of these creatures all over the earth will come.

Those monsters who do not want to face the reality that monsters are going to be transformed into weaker ones will basically be slapped to death on the beach by the torrent of the times.

And the ones that are left are naturally the part that seeks to survive.

Those who used to feed on human beings have almost adapted after hundreds of years of adjustments. Those who couldn’t adapt were quickly cooled, and there were not many left. Those who remained were controlled by themselves and forcibly changed their recipes. successful.

But changing the recipe does not mean that they can all withstand the temptation of human taste.

There are many monsters living in the community who have changed their diet but have not completely cut off their cannibalism. They usually squat in the community as a dead house.

There is a formation in the community, which protects the monsters inside from being disturbed by the evil spirits and demons born from the human heart, and also protects the humans outside from being coveted by monsters as food.

For this kind of monster, one or two humans is fine, but eight at a time is simply fatal!

This is simply a huge test that God descended upon them!

Especially under the watchful eyes of the building managers of the nine buildings, those monsters who smelled of humans rushed back to their homes one by one, pressed the door lock button, and squatted at home trying to control themselves.

The other part has cut off the cannibalistic monsters, and they can still walk around in the community as usual.

Quite a few of them have already stepped into human society, successfully blended into human society and got jobs.

The demons in the community are in panic, and some monsters run faster when they see people than humans.

The other part rushed to the sixth unit, hiding in every corner, and some simply cast a spell to hide themselves, and watched this group of daring humans inhumanely.

Gu Bai took his senior brother and teacher into the apartment building.

He always felt as if someone was watching them around, but he couldn't find it when he looked around.

In broad daylight, Gu Bai felt his heart trembling, so he quickened his pace, and led people into the house in a hurry.

As soon as his door closed, a group of monsters poked their heads from all over the apartment building.

Unit [-] has gathered the most disobedient thorns in the whole community because of the presence of a well-known War God Beast. Under the awe of Pixiu's violence, Unit [-] is often the most peaceful, and the speed of changing recipes is also the fastest.

After answering the phone, Si Yiming didn't even bother to show up. Unit [-] was quiet at the moment, only a group of monsters gathered together and muttered.

The content of the muttering was whether the little boy in room 666 had some ulterior secret with Si Yiming.

There is no strict rule in the community that humans are not allowed to come in. There are two humans living in Building [-] next door. They lived here more than a hundred years ago. They lived in because they fell in love with the monsters living in the community. .

Those two humans have now left their identities as ordinary humans and started to cultivate, and they no longer have the human smell of ordinary people, and they can't arouse the appetite of other monsters.

But bringing eight humans back at once is really the first time in 300 years.

A monster smacked his lips: "Is this going to open a harem?"

"Nonsense!" Another monster slapped him on the head, "Room 666 is still a brat! What a harem! You are dreaming!"

Besides, judging from the closeness that that brat has shown to Si Yiming recently, Si Yiming will definitely not let the brat wander around.

What object finds a human being, it does not exist, it is impossible to happen.

Si Yiming never trusted humans very much.

"Is room 666 Si Yiming's own cub?" Another monster muttered.

"Fart!" The monster next to him blew his beard and stared, "How can such a cute and cute cub who cooks breakfast belong to Si Yiming!"

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"..."

No, you are being unreasonable.

Why can't Si Yiming have cute and cute cubs who make breakfast for him?

Is it because Si Yiming often beats monsters?

Thinking of this, the monsters who had been beaten were silent for a while, and then nodded, agreeing to this statement.

"Yes! That will definitely not be Si Yiming's cub!"

Gu Bai vaguely heard the noisy voices in the corridor, but he couldn't hear what it was through the door.

The teachers and seniors are still trying their best to equate this luxurious apartment with the extremely poor Gu Bai who is still wearing street goods.

Especially from the inside, the decoration does not look cheap.

The actual area of ​​the apartment in Wuzang District of S City is more than 120 square meters, and it is still a penthouse, adding up to [-] square meters.

No, this is no longer an apartment, but a mansion.

So why is Gu Xiaobai having such a miserable life?

Is there a very important string missing in his father's mind?

Or do you rich people like to do this?

The brothers were puzzled.

"Gu Xiaobai, let's go upstairs and have a look!" said the brothers.

Gu Bai responded: "Okay! Don't move the hanging painting! I'll make tea for you!"

Gu Bai pressed the button to lock the door, pulled on the slippers and made tea for the teacher and seniors.

After the tea was brewed, before the brothers came down, Professor Gao sat leisurely on the sofa alone, looking very satisfied with the softness of the sofa.

"Teacher, drink tea, I'm going to prepare the dishes." Gu Bai put Cha on the coffee table.

Gu Bai didn't know much about tea, but when Professor Gao tasted it, he noticed a little difference.

"Xiaobai!" Professor Gao sat on the sofa and shouted towards the kitchen with a teacup in his hand.

Gu Bai, who was counting the dishes, responded, "Hey!"

"What kind of tea is this?" Professor Gao asked.

"I don't know!" Gu Bai replied casually.

Everything here was there when Gu Bai lived in. If there is anything missing, just call the property and the property will send it over. It is very convenient, and you don't even need to choose special dishes, the ones that are delivered are the best.

At least it's much better than the carefully selected ones in the vegetable market.

Gu Bai felt that the property fee in this community would definitely not be low, but since it was a benefit given to him by his father, Gu Bai accepted it without any pressure.

People need to be more relaxed in life!

Professor Gao took two sips of tea, smacked his lips, and decided to ask his student for some tea later.

At this time, the brothers who had gone upstairs came down from upstairs, and shouted to the kitchen as soon as they got up, "Gu Xiaobai, who painted that painting upstairs!"

Gu Bai replied again: "I don't know!"

Professor Gao paused and looked up at them: "What's wrong?"

The elder brother replied: "There is an ink painting hanging upstairs, please take a look."

Two of the seniors know how to cook, and they didn't let Gu Bai do the work alone at the moment. When several other people accompanied Professor Gao to see the paintings, they rolled up their sleeves and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen is open, and it is not too crowded for three people to enter.

One rice cooker is not enough to cook the rice for nine people. When the seniors were helping to wash the vegetables, Gu Bai dug out another rice cooker.

The two senior brothers were washing the dishes, and felt that the dishes were really juicy.

"Gu Xiaobai, when did you buy the vegetables?" The brother asked casually, "Where did you buy them? It looks pretty good."

"I don't need to buy it, the property here will deliver it." Gu Bai said while washing the rice, "Call the property directly if you want anything, and it will be delivered within 10 minutes."

The two senior brothers paused for a moment: "Then you have to pay a lot of money?"

"I don't know, the money is paid by my father."

So your father is so rich, why does it make you live so miserable?

The two senior brothers looked at Gu Bai speechlessly.

Before, they thought that Gu Bai might not be their own. His father, a scumbag boy, didn't care about raising him, and Gu Bai's mother died early, which made Gu Bai a good baby.

I heard from the teacher that Gu Bai couldn't even afford oil painting materials when he first entered school, so he exchanged his own oil painting homework with his brothers and sisters for materials. Later, the materials were enough, but he didn't keep a single oil painting homework.

The materials are basically just exchanged and used up within a few days.

I also heard that Gu Bai collected his remaining big and small homework and put it on a certain treasure to sell money, such as watercolors, sketches, sketches, etc. After four years, there is a thick pile of homework and big homework, two hundred One hanging up and selling is not bad.

But to be reasonable, how short of money is it to use your brains on homework?

Leaving aside the question of whether it can be sold or not, in terms of traditional painting in the Academy of Fine Arts, many people just throw it behind their heads after handing in the homework. After all, the homework task is really too heavy. Every day is spent staying up late to catch up with homework, which is almost overwhelming.

To be able to think of selling homework for money in this spare time is already very embarrassing.

After all, unlike computer graphics, the market for traditional painting is limited, so it is really hard to sell.

Computer board painting can also be used in university classes to contact outsourcing or commercial illustrations and other paintings to become famous, and the increase in the number of fans and popularity can be seen with the naked eye.

But as far as the various industries of traditional painting are concerned, they basically rely on seniority.

No matter how high the popularity of the Internet is, it is not as useful as a compliment from a famous celebrity.

A famous artist boasted that his worth could jump several layers in a row. If a famous artist said something bad, the worth of a cutting-edge artist might be hit to the ground.

Traditional painting is an industry that burns a lot of money and returns very slowly, and the possibility of overturning is still very high.

After this series of operations, Gu Bai looked particularly miserable, as if he was going to sleep in the bridge hole in the next second. In the eyes of the senior brothers, this poor but very persistent young man who insisted on and loved the mural painting industry Junior brother, you are really pitiful and adorable.

But now it seems that Gu Bai's father seems to value this child very much.

For such a good house, he also took the initiative to bear the rent, water, electricity and property, which is a big expense every year.

Then the problem is coming.

Why on earth did Gu Bai's father not give Gu Bai money.

Is he out of his mind?

The two senior brothers had extremely complicated things in their minds, but Gu Bai had already finished scouring the rice, took out a tube bone, and was about to chop the bone.

Professor Gao and the others returned to the living room and got together to figure out who the artist of the ink painting upstairs was.

There are not many ink wash artists in Huaguo, and there are only a handful of people who can paint to that level.

But for such people, it is impossible not to sign after the painting is finished.

"The brush strokes look like the old gentleman who has long passed away." Professor Gao said.

When they got together to ponder, there was a "clang" sound from the kitchen.

The group of people were startled, they turned their heads to look at the kitchen, and found that the two big men in the kitchen were looking at Gu Bai who was half a head shorter than them in horror.

"What's wrong?!"

"Gu Xiaobai chops up the bones and chops up the chopping board!!"

"The marble cooking table is cracked!!"

Gu Bai was at a loss and panicked: "I, I, I, I didn't use much force!"

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"..."

The house was in chaos, even worse than the neighborhood just now.

Gu Bai, the murderer who killed the cutting board, was finally ordered by the two senior brothers to stay away from knives, and just let him wait in front of the pot to cook.

Anyway, he didn't kick him out of the kitchen directly.

Wearing an apron, Gu Bai first stewed the corn bone soup, then stood in front of the pot, looking at his hands thoughtfully.

Not right.

Recently, his physical condition is really not right.

First of all, not to mention the heat resistance, he can see things clearly even in the dark environment at night. In addition, his sense of taste and smell have become extraordinarily sensitive.

Even the strength has increased now.

He used to be out of breath after walking twenty meters with a ladder alone, but the distance between the studio and his wall is more than 150 meters. He carried the ladder over the past few days, let alone panting. Not even breathing.

I painted it under the sun all morning, and I didn't see much sweat.

Not right.

Although Gu Bai felt that it was a good thing that his physique had become more powerful, he still felt uneasy.

He was thinking whether he should go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

But as soon as this thought came up, he quickly stuffed it back.

What if something serious is found out?

Wouldn't he spend the rest of his life in the hospital?

Gu Bai was thinking hard while frying the vegetables.

When the food was finally served on the table, Gu Bai sent a text message to his father.

He said: Dear Dad, I feel as if I have changed a lot recently.

Gu Bai paused, and sent two more.

Dad, have I been subjected to human experiments?

For example, if you apply a serum overnight, you will become a super soldier with big breasts, strong blonde hair and blue eyes. I like this better.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: Am I going to become a superhero? ! !Am I going to join the Avengers Alliance? !

Papa Gu:? ? ? ?