Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Memories beyond what ordinary people could bear rushed towards him crazily, and he just raised his hand lightly, and those memories turned into a long string of codes and fell into his palm. Taking his palm as the axis, it fell like flowing water Repeatedly.

His arm was entwined with strings of shiny codes, the snow-white background, black numbers, like a bandage, he tore one off his arm casually, and the information that slid across it instantly brought him back to the arena where the engine was roaring.

The yellow sand was rolling under the tires, and his arms were wrapped in racing suits, and his palms were firmly holding a steering wheel. He turned his head and saw a familiar figure sitting beside him. From his perspective, that person was very Turning his face away slowly, it was a face with a warm smile, everything was so real within reach.

He watched quietly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab that face, and everything he perceived was instantly shattered.

Scattered code re-burrowed into his arm, if that was his 'arm' at all.

Turns out, everything was fake.

He closed his eyes again.

This time he succeeded.

He shut down his senses, as if completely disappearing in this world, the codes entangled in the uniform movement of the body suddenly reversed like crazy, betraying their original trajectory, he repeatedly cleaned up in one memory after another , those who were once in love, those who were once separated, those who were once parted, all ran back and forth in his body.

This is a torture of memory.

He suddenly discovered that, as the "male protagonist" who was created, he lived... really confused.

His eyes are open, the top of his head is white, and the rigid pain in his neck makes him feel uncomfortable. Oh, he is still a 'minor' in this world, and he is forbidden to have sex, so the law does everything possible to stop him.

"Tan Qiu, are you awake?"

A gentle and anxious voice came, and he blinked slowly. By the way, the name given to him in this world is 'Yu Tanqiu'.

Yu Tanqiu went out rashly, but Lin Qi couldn't resist him and was worried. After thinking for a while, he quietly called a car and followed Yu Tanqiu. He didn't expect Yu Tanqiu to be so vigilant, and he even forgot how cruel Yu Tanqiu's 100% blackness was. irreparable consequences.

Lynch himself was a little dizzy and nauseous, and the driver was also seriously injured. In the chaos, he still reluctantly left Yu Tanqiu and stood by Yu Tanqiu's side.

Seeing that Yu Tanqiu woke up, Lynch hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll call the doctor."

The footsteps left in a hurry, and Yu Tanqiu showed a faint smile on his face.

Lynch had just taken a few steps when the system suddenly issued a mechanical prompt: "The blackening value of the mission target is reset to zero."

Lynch's footsteps stopped, as long as the system didn't make a sound, he was almost 100% immersed in the small world, taking it as real, he just paused for a second, and hurried to find a doctor without thinking twice.

The doctor knew that Yu Tanqiu was not an ordinary person, so he hurriedly followed him.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Lynch saw a scene that surprised him. Yu Tanqiu had already sat up on the hospital bed, holding a bright red apple in his palm, with his head bowed so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

The doctor stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yu, lie down and let me check."

"There's no need to check," Yu Tanqiu lightly tossed the apple in his hand, and said flatly, "I'm fine."

Lynch inexplicably felt a little weird, "Tan Qiu..."

In the next second, he understood where the strange feeling came from. The ward was empty—where did the apple come from?

The doctor seemed ignorant of this, nodded his head, turned to Lynch and said naturally: "Mr. Yu is fine, he can be discharged from the hospital."

Lynch opened his lips slightly, and he watched the doctor back away from Yu Tanqiu's bed without looking back, walking towards the door of the ward, brushing Lynch's shoulder quickly.

Yu Tanqiu got out of bed directly. For some reason, Lin Qi stood still and couldn't move. The air around him suddenly became heavy and pressed heavily on him. He watched Yu Tanqiu approaching like a puppet.

Yu Tanqiu walked up to him, raised his hand and gently placed his palm on Lynch's neck, his gaze was cold, "To be honest, you look like an ordinary guy."

Lynch's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Yu Tanqiu as if speechless. His mind was too shocked, so he couldn't say anything.

"I really don't understand, why am I fascinated by you again and again?" Yu Tanqiu's palms slowly tightened, his eyes shone with repressed anger, Lynch felt the pain, his face wrinkled slightly, he vaguely thought of What, but it passed by in a flash, and it was too dangerous, he couldn't catch it, "Tan Qiu, what's wrong with you..."

Yu Tanqiu didn't move, his eyes moved up and down to look at Lynch, almost took a knife, and chopped up Lynch's clothes piece by piece, and the corner of his mouth mockingly hooked, "Could it be that fucking is particularly addictive?"

The vulgar words that were almost insulting made Lynch annoyed at being offended. He suddenly raised his hand to grab Yu Tanqiu's palm, and said sternly, "Tanqiu, let go!"

Yu Tanqiu's expression softened again, his thick long eyelashes blinked, his eyes showed deep affection, the corners of his mouth curled down, and he said softly and sadly: "I love you so much, of course I will listen to you very much..." lips Leaning against Lynch's ear, holding his screen in a straight line, he said coldly, "Do you want to hear this?"

The next second, the hands clasping Lynch's neck suddenly fell to his waist, and in a whirl, Lynch landed on the soft hospital bed.

The aftereffects of the car accident made him almost nauseous in this dizziness, and what Yu Tanqiu did next made him turn pale with shock.

The robe was torn apart, and Lynch grabbed Yu Tanqiu's hand in panic, "No—"

Yu Tanqiu suppressed the struggling Lynch with his upper body, and met his eyes. Their eyes met for a moment. Lynch saw the undisguised sarcasm in Yu Tanqiu's eyes, "Why, do you think it can stop me?"

Lynch suddenly felt very cold, not in his heart, but the cold felt intuitively by his body.

The cold wind blew in through the open windows. It was late autumn just now, but now the world has entered winter all of a sudden, as if several months had passed.

After waking up from Yu Tanqiu, Lynch has not stopped being surprised. He wanted to ask the system for help for the first time after falling in love with the other party, but when he called the system, there was no response at all.

Yu Tanqiu stared into his eyes, seeing his flustered expression, and felt ridiculous again.

When his name was 'Du Chengying', how much he loved this man with ulterior motives, and even felt that it was a good thing for Lynch to live happily in another world, and he would rather bear the rest of his heartbroken life alone.

So stupid.

How can people who have all the information poorly have a bad life?It must be a very interesting thing to hide yourself, disguise yourself as a character according to the label on his body, approach him purposefully, and gain his favor, watching him fall again and again without knowing anything , that feeling is really wonderful.

Blackening value, favorability.

It's just such cold data used to measure his emotions, what is he... in Lynch's eyes?

Yu Tanqiu suddenly lowered his head and approached, and Lynch closed his eyes subconsciously.

The two lips stopped at a very close distance, breath sprayed on Lynch's face, Lynch opened his eyes again, Yu Tanqiu looked at him with a half smile, "Unfortunately, I have no interest in being a marionette anymore gone."

Yu Tanqiu got up and walked out of the ward under Lynch's watchful eyes. The hospital gown on his body seemed to be stuck and blurred for a moment, turning into a well-tailored suit. With his gentleman hat on his head, he walked into the heavy snow.

Lying on the hospital bed, Lynch shivered for a long time. The snowflakes drifted from the window to his cheeks, waking his consciousness coldly. In the vast expanse, snowflakes swirled and fell from the sky, and all the touches were so real.

In the snow, Yu Tanqiu's figure is like a small ink dot, which has a sense of presence in the dazzling white.

"Be careful in the small world."

"Don't show any tell, don't underestimate them."

"Strictly follow the task nodes to complete the task."

"In a sense, they are the gods who rule that world."

The things carefully recorded during the training floated in his mind one by one, Lynch's brain was running at an unprecedented high speed, and in the dizziness of vomiting, he understood—"he" woke up.

After contacting the system again to no avail, Lynch closed the window, took a deep breath, and began to sort out his current situation.

First: 'He' realized that they were not only people from two worlds, but also probably knew a deeper truth.

Second: 'he' has a deep misunderstanding of him, maybe he feels that he has cheated 'his' feelings.

The apple that appeared inexplicably disappeared in a blink of an eye, and snow suddenly fell from the sky. If there is no accident... Lynch stood up holding his stomach, pushed open the door of the ward, and said anxiously to the passing nurse: "Hi, may I ask what time is it today?" What day is the month?"

The nurse looked confused, "February [-]th."

Very good, third: 'his' ability is stronger than he imagined, and he can even control the time and space of the small world.

Although the system likes to paddle, it will not leave Lynch alone at critical moments. Lynch judges that the system is really offline.

So, number four: he's a real human being now.

Lynch nodded, and said to the nurse, "I may have hit my head, please ask the doctor to come over."

The doctor came over and directly judged Lynch's symptoms as a mild concussion. He prescribed a bottle for Lynch to hang up. Lynch said that he wanted to see Yu Tanqiu's medical records. The doctor seemed to remember that he and Yu Tanqiu were together, and suddenly realized: " Did you also have a car accident a few months ago and were hospitalized, why did something happen again?"

It seemed that everyone else automatically made up for the time dragged by 'him', only Lynch was still stuck in the aftermath of the car accident, dizzy and nauseated.

The doctor noticed Lynch's thin clothes this time, "Why do you wear so little, beware of catching a cold."

Lynch smiled wryly, "I'm out of my mind."

After the injection, Lynch was shivering from the cold. The medicine was cold, and the weather was cold. He only felt that his left arm was numb from the cold, and his mind was also in a mess, shaking his legs. She slipped off the hospital bed and almost fell.

Self-inflicted sin.

These three words only came to Lynch's mind.

I didn't think about it at all when I first accepted the job, and I didn't care about all the characters in the small world as 'npc'. The current situation is probably the retribution for causing 'him' to collapse in despair again and again in the small world .

But that's okay, they finally met once on an 'equal' basis.

Lynch comforted himself, but still couldn't help the red eyes.

It is definitely not a good experience to be misunderstood by one's lover, Lynch is also very wronged in his heart, he has given up his freedom for the sake of 'him'.

Lynch raised his stiff left hand to cover his eyes, warm tears rolled down his palm, and the wetness spread to his eyelashes, weeping silently.

In front of the small western building, Yu Tanqiu stood alone. This "home" that he spent so much effort to build was a collection of all his wonderful imaginations, with flowers, grass, and him.

Yu Tanqiu let out a breath, raised his hand to stroke his short hair, and said to himself, "It's so stupid."

The next second, the small Baiyang Building under the ice and snow caught fire, and the flames roared against the trend in the heavy snow, dyeing the snow-white snow particles red.

Yu Tanqiu turned his head, and suddenly there was another cigarette in his hand, "Crack", the cigarette butt was lit, and the orange light jumped, Yu Tanqiu lowered his head and took a breath of the cigarette, licked his lips, smoking in the firelight, while admiring the scene Fire in the snow.

It's gorgeous.