Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

The previous base specialized in medical treatment and had the supplies and funds supplied by the base. Although Shen Pei was a peripheral employee, his treatment was not bad, and he was occasionally allocated some relatively precious rice, flour, grain and oil.

The housing resources in the last days are scarce. In a single dormitory with low rent like Shen Pei, the so-called kitchen is just a randomly divided area next to the pool.

Fortunately, Shen Pei has a greedy personality that pays attention to eating, drinking and pleasure in every life. When he pulls the cabinet under the counter, there are all kinds of kitchen utensils inside.

The ingredients are limited, and water and electricity cost money. In the current situation, stewing rice should be the most convenient choice, but considering that he had blown up the child before, Shen Pei decided to make some tricks to compensate the other party.

Seeing with his own eyes that his host washed his hands and rolled up his sleeves and face, 0049 couldn't help teasing: [Yes, Shen Langlang, why haven't I seen you so diligent before? 】

【Hiring child labor is against the law.】Kneading the dough skillfully, the black-haired young man is serious, 【Besides, you know someone’s culinary skills when they grow up. As for me, I can only show off when he is still young. . 】

But having said that, when Shen Pei was busy preparing this belated dinner, 0049, who was hidden in the host's sea of ​​consciousness, swallowed very loudly.

The chunks of beef were stewed until soft, surrounded by potatoes that soaked up the soup, and the steamed buns that were made into rabbits were squeezed one by one on the plate, looking fat and cute.

Because of the lack of ingredients such as red beans, the black-haired young man looked at the finished product carefully for two seconds, raised his hand to take the chopsticks, dipped them in some soup, and carefully put on the eyes of the "rabbits".

0049 suddenly became very sour: [Hey, you really love him more. 】

Obviously, he also has ears and a tail, but when he first met him, not only did the other party not pinch a bunny for him, but he was also fierce, as if he wanted to make soup with a chinchilla.

【if not? 】Simply using vegetables to make a soup that warms the stomach and clears the mouth, Shen Pei raised his eyebrows, and said "ruthlessly", 【Remember to block out the surrounding smells. 】

The smell of meat in this era, more or less, will always cause some troubles.

0049 who covered his face and pretended to cry: ...

What is a tool mouse?This is called a tool mouse.

Another day it will also pinch a wolf's tail.

Spread out the small square table for eating and put it beside the bed, Shen Pei pulled the only chair in the room, put a bowl of soup in front of the boy, and then sat down slowly: "Are you in a hurry? It's ready to eat gone."

"By the way, you should be very afraid of heat, right?" Remembering the appearance of the other party's wolf ears being aroused by the normal water temperature, he pointed to the porcelain spoon next to the soup bowl, "Remember to blow more before drinking, eh?"

Staying in the laboratory does not mean that he has no common sense, not to mention that he naturally knows a lot after awakening, and he can tell at a glance that the bunny bun is specially made by the young man to coax him. The boy pursed his lips and was not willing to take it for a while.

——In all his memories so far, there has never been such a warm scene.

"What's wrong?" Mistaking the boy for worrying that the dinner was too extravagant, the black-haired young man blinked and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, the high fever earlier awakened my space ability. I took a lot."

Lifting the chopsticks, he took the first bite of beef and put it on the other party's lips. He coaxed patiently, "Try it?"

Unconsciously following the young man's movements, he opened his mouth. When the boy came back to his senses, his mouth was already filled with the meaty aroma that made his index finger move.

Sweet, salty... It seems that some kind of instinct hidden in his bones has been ignited by someone. He usually only relies on infusions to maintain his body functions, and it is rare for him to taste anything other than blood.

Such a feeling of satisfaction and peace of mind was enough for him to temporarily ignore the lies about supernatural powers spoken by the young man.

From the corner of the eye, he saw the boy carefully biting off a rabbit ear, Shen Pei pursed his lips, and took a sip of the soup slowly: 【...It seems that I suddenly realized the joy of feeding. 】

Even a lazy person like him has the urge to cook with his own hands.

Guessing that the boy should seldom eat normal food in the laboratory, Shen Pei specially controlled the amount when cooking, so as to save the other party from stomachache at night.

He piled the dirty dishes and chopsticks into the sink, and the black-haired young man took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom, ready to take a shower before continuing to work.

Since the surrounding area of ​​the research institute has not collapsed, there is no dust or blood on his body. At most, he just sweats a little when he has a fever, and he will be clean after just washing it.

After being destroyed by mutated plants from the inside out, the night at Base No. [-] was far worse than Shen Pei remembered. The lights were flickering. He put on loose pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. He was about to finish the housework in one go and then give the boy medicine. , but found that the bowls and chopsticks that had been soaked in the sink before had been placed cleanly on the counter.

"I don't know the rules of placement," the boy stood quietly beside the cabinet with the slippers that the young man returned to him before he entered the bathroom, his dark eyes were round and bright, "You can teach me."

Shen Pei: ...

This is too good, right?

How could there be such an obedient wolf cub!

Very understanding of the subtle self-esteem of adolescent boys, Shen Pei put the bowls and chopsticks into the cabinet in the way he was used to, and took out a small medicine box from the deepest part of the closet.

It is said to be a medicine box, but in fact there are only some common safflower oil and alcohol in it, and the most valuable is a board of unopened anti-inflammatory drugs.

Shen Pei didn't dare to touch the damaged skin due to the injection, but there were obviously some bruises near the boy's knees.

If it is not dealt with in time, the other party will definitely be very uncomfortable when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

"It may hurt a little," he gently rubbed the medicated oil with his hands, and tentatively placed his palm on the boy's knee, "bear it, it will be fine soon."

However, for 01, such pain is really negligible.

Besides, the hands of the black-haired young man are soft and warm, which can completely offset other feelings.

Involuntarily, the boy said, "...shoulders and back too."

He has not yet grown into an adult form, and the counterattack of some supernatural beings in the core area of ​​the research institute after waking up early has indeed brought him some trouble.

It was the first time since the acquaintance that Shen Pei heard such weak words from the boy's mouth. Shen Pei, who automatically took on the role of old father, immediately became soft-hearted, and the movements of his hands also relaxed a lot.

I thought that after experiencing the gaffe in the evening, there was nothing that could make him lose his composure, but the moment the boy rolled up his clothes and took off his T-shirt, the black-haired young man still narrowed his pupils——

serial number.

He saw the number on the outside of the boy's left arm.

Like some kind of domestic animal that passed the quarantine, the serial number consisting of two Arabic numerals was printed brightly on the boy's pale skin, revealing a cold and dazzling blue.

"Those people said, this is my name." Keenly aware of where the young man's gaze fell, the boy tilted his head, and his emotions did not fluctuate. "There are many monsters similar to me, but they are all dead."

After waiting for a long time, the young man behind him didn't answer. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a drop of warm water fall on his shoulder.

water?tears? ……Cried?

This human really likes to cry.

Not knowing what to do to make the other party understand that he doesn't care about these at all, he can only stiffen his back and explain a little clumsily: "I'm different from you."

"I'm not human."

"I came from a wolf."

The "high fever" three years ago was an evolution involving all living things. Except for the most obvious changes of supernatural beings and zombies, a small number of animals and plants also gave birth to abnormalities early.

Just looking at his appearance, who would have guessed that he was still seven or eight years old when he was accidentally caught underground.

This kind of growth rate that is completely beyond common sense seems to tell all the white coats clearly: he is not a human, he is a monster.

"It's the same," reapplied the light red medicated oil on the boy's shoulders and massaged, the black-haired young man flicked his eyelashes, forcing back the water in his eyes, "it's all the same."

People who are not of my race must have a different heart. Shen Pei understands the actions of the senior management of the research institute very well, but it does not mean that he will choose to forgive.

No wonder the original book says that only Base No. [-] involves human experiments. It turns out that Base No. [-] already has more convenient "white mice".

"My surname is Shen," the black-haired young man took care of all the bruises on the boy's body, and wrote on the small palm with one stroke, "Can I use this surname from now on?"

Turning around, the boy raised his wolf ears slightly: "... Shen Yi?"

"Okay." Considering the medicated oil on his hands that hadn't been wiped off, Shen Pei hummed, resisting the urge to touch the other person's head, "Or do you have any other words you like?"

Favorite word?

Secretly gathering five fingers, and holding tightly the "Shen" that the young man wrote on his palm, the boy shook his head slightly.

"Be good," slowly waiting for the uniquely colored potion to evaporate completely, Shen Pei pursed his lips, and stuffed the boy who was wearing the T-shirt back into the bed, "Well, the official department of Base No. We'll go to the population register and fill in a name you like."

tomorrow.

Closing his eyes and listening to the travel plan in the young voice's gentle voice, the boy——Shen Yi unconsciously relaxed his limbs, and for the first time had expectations for "tomorrow".

"...So I have to rest well tonight," the black-haired young man muttered softly as he stepped on his slippers to turn off the lights, and groped back to the bed under the moonlight, "I hope I can still buy a toothbrush."

The boy, who was thinner than his peers, was curling up on the side of the bed. Shen Pei lifted the quilt and lay down thoughtfully avoiding the small ball. Before he could close his eyes, he felt that there was something in his arms.

Tail.

Shen Yi's tail.

Naturally exuding the most natural and comfortable warmth, it is fluffy and soft, shaking occasionally, like a cat nestled in Shen Pei's arms.

He never expected that the boy who was vigilant against fried hair a few hours ago would take the initiative to send his tail to let him rua. The black-haired young man was stunned and forgot to play it for a while.

"Don't you like it very much?" Trying to ignore the weird feeling of being stroked and trembling before, the boy stood up and took the initiative to send the tail to the young man's arms, recalling the rules of human beings, very lightly called out:

"……elder brother?"