Otherworld pastoral daily life

Chapter 18 Taun

Energy core: As the name suggests, it is the medium and bridge for people to communicate and control the energy in the body.

It can not only help people communicate the energy accumulated in the body, but also promote the upgrading of the body and balance the body damage caused by excessive energy.

In other words, the energy core is the necessary medium for people to improve and use their abilities.

If the core is damaged, not only will the person not be able to upgrade and transform energy, but even the original energy will be sleeping in the body, unable to display it.What's more, the energy inhaled into the body cannot be absorbed and balanced, and conflicts with the original energy in the body, which has a high probability of causing major damage or even explosion inside the body.

"That is to say... this person is not only unable to use his physical energy, but also has a ticking time bomb?" Mi Le put his hand on his chin, thinking of the sleeping person in the guest room, his face was full of sympathy.

This man looks so young and handsome, yet he could die anytime, anywhere?It really is……

Hey...why isn't that standard angular, resolute, pure man's face not his?

Mi Le touched his creamy face, and the sadness in his heart flowed like a river.

He is 20 years old and no girl likes it, it's all the fault of this face [Crazy]!

Or...while this person is still awake, he goes to take a photo first?Even if you can't really own it, at least you can give him a fantasy.

Thinking about it, Mi Le went to the guest room carefully like a thief with a heart that was beating like a bad thing, and gently... gently... pushed the door...

"Ah, that, you're awake..." Mi Le twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, looking helplessly at the sober person sitting on the bed.

"It was you who saved me?" The man asked with an expressionless expression on his face.

"Save you? Oh, yes, I saved you." Mi Le's flustered heart, which was about to be caught doing bad things, gradually calmed down, "And I also helped you pay 10 yuan for medical expenses."

"Thank you," the man said, "I'll pay you back later."

"Don't worry about that. You've been in a coma for a long time. You must be hungry. I'll get you a bowl of noodles. We'll talk about it after you finish eating."

Because of the opening of an online store, Mi Le's home is always full of food. Soon, he ordered a bowl of delicious egg noodles and brought them over.

"Let's eat." Mi Le put the noodles on the table in the guest room.

"Thank you." The man thanked politely first, then walked over skillfully, sat down, picked up the bowl, and quickly started eating.

The man ate quickly, but without being rude, obviously a man of good background.At this time, Mi Le's blunt sense of crisis had just started, and it had already dissipated a lot.

A well-educated person should not be a bad person, right?

"I'm done eating, thank you for the hospitality." The man put down the bowl and chopsticks and sat upright.

"Oh, is it ready? Is it enough? There is still in the pot..." Mi Le answered habitually.

"Thank you." Without further ado, the man pushed the empty bowl and chopsticks towards Mi Le, and his stiff face softened slightly.

Although he didn't say it clearly, the actions of the other party already explained everything.

Miller: "..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mi Le feels like there is a big fluffy tail behind the other party?Still shaking happily?

Mi Le subconsciously met the opponent's face again...

"What's wrong?" the man asked with a blank face.

"No, nothing..." Mi Le smiled awkwardly, expelled the fantasies in his mind before, picked up the bowl, and fled to the kitchen...

Joyful or nervous, what the hell are they all?This must be an illusion caused by his lack of sleep...

Bowl after bowl, the man ate more than a dozen bowls of noodles in a row and finished a big pot of noodles before he stopped feeling a little satisfied.

"Have you finished eating?" Mi Le looked at the clean bowl once again, and said to himself: This person is really good at eating, and his food intake is more than ten times that of him.Could it be... this is the appetite of a man in this world?

"It's okay, I'm not hungry anymore." The man said frankly.

Not hungry?Mi Le blinked, could it be that you are just not hungry and not full?

sweating...

So if you let go of eating, how much more can you eat? !

"...How about I go and order some noodles for you? Or do you want to eat something else." It seems very inhumane to make people hungry.

"No, that's enough. By the way, I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself for so long. My name is Tang Mu. Maybe you've heard of this name..." Man, Tang Mu said tentatively with a serious face.

"Tang Mu?" Mi Le touched his head, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, but still couldn't find any trace of the name in his memory, "Could it be... should I have heard of it?"

"You don't know?" Although Tang Mu's face was paralyzed, there were four words clearly written in those bright eyes: unbelievable.

"I don't know...is it strange?" Could it be that this person is still a celebrity?A well-known big star or something?

"Well, it's nothing, it's just an ordinary name, you don't have to take it to heart." Tang Mu said.

Although he looked calm, Mi Le vaguely felt that the other party was relieved?

Strange, is this person really a great celebrity?

However, no matter how great it is, it has nothing to do with him.Mi Le shrugged, and didn't dwell on this issue.

"You haven't said yet, what's your name?"

Mi Le, who felt nervousness from the other party again, took it for granted this time to classify this emotion as a hallucination, and said calmly: "My name is Mi Le, you can just call me Mi Le."

"Now that you're awake, what's your plan after that?"

"...Can I ask to live with you temporarily?" Tang Mu's expression was a little low, "Don't worry, I will pay the rent and so on. You just need to take care of my three meals a day."

"...Okay." After a moment of silence, Mi Le heard himself say this.

Although it is indeed very inconvenient for an outsider to suddenly intrude into one's own space.However, seeing that although the other party still had the same iceberg aura as before, but with the dazed look of a homeless stray dog ​​all over his body, he really couldn't say no to it.

Sighing, Mi Le, who felt defeated by him, said goodbye to him, told him to rest early, and left the guest room with the used tableware.

In the guest room, the corner of Tang Mu's mouth, who was still sitting at the dining table, twitched imperceptibly, and his whole body exuded a warm feeling: "Mi Le? So that 'Le Le Come to Eat' is your shop..."

Tang Mu, who was afraid of energy conflicts before and intentionally controlled his appetite and didn't dare to eat too much, now closed his eyes and carefully felt the movement of energy in his body... Before he fell into a coma, the rage that caused him to almost die almost instantly The non-stop energy has actually quieted down now?

Is it the effect of the noodles I ate before?

Tang Mu opened his eyes, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

Although the damage to the energy core is unlikely to heal, as it is now, maybe... he still has the hope of avoiding the explosion and surviving?

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The next day, the sky was clear.

It should be a very awkward thing to have one more person in the family.

When Mi Le got up early the next morning, when he was washing and making breakfast, he thought he would be unwell.Unexpectedly, when Tang Mu himself consciously sat down at the dining table in the front yard and had already started eating, Mi Le realized that he was not against this stranger who suddenly broke into his space?

Is this person's aura too upright?Or is his presence too strange?

Miller didn't know.

But he himself didn't feel conflicted, and he was able to coexist peacefully with this person, which was a very fortunate thing.After all, it is really an ordeal to be under the same roof with someone you don't like.

"How is it? Is it okay to eat?" Mi Le put a freshly steamed basket full of milk steamed buns in the center of the dining table, "I don't know what you like or don't like to eat, just eat whatever you like. After making some, you can eat as you please, and you can tell me in advance what you want to eat in the future, or if you have any taboos."

"Well, that's good. I don't have any taboos. I can eat whatever you want." As he spoke, Tang Mu ate the milk steamed bun in his hand in two or three bites, put a mouthful of pickles in his mouth, and took another milk steamed bun Oh, it’s just a big mouthful, and half of it goes down...

Miller: "..."

It's okay to say that the pickles are pickled by Mi Le before. It's a big jar, and I haven't eaten much yet.But for milk steamed buns, in order to save energy for eating, Mi Le has one as big as a grown man's fist, and he eats half of it in one bite? !

Tired and unloved, Mi Le couldn't bear to look directly at him and hid back in the kitchen. He came out with two large bowls of millet porridge, "Drink some millet porridge. Drinking millet porridge in the morning is the most nourishing for the stomach. You haven't recovered well yet. Drink more."

"Yeah." Tang Mu took Xiao Mu Zhou and took a sip, "This steamed bun is very fragrant, do you have any more?"

Are there any more?

An ominous omen hit Mi Le's heart.Mi Le looked at the dining table subconsciously. The dining table was so full that there was no space before, but now there are only stacks of empty bowls, empty plates and empty baskets left?

"do not have it?"

Tang Mu still had that one-hundred-one expression, but Mi Le still felt a deep sense of loss from him...

"Ah, yes! I steamed a lot, wait..."

Picking up the empty basket, Mi Le filled another full basket, and by the way, consciously brought out a whole jar of pickled vegetables.

"Do you want more millet porridge?"

"Yes." An empty bowl was handed over.

"Okay, you eat first, I'll serve you..."