non-human reincarnation

The curved concave corner of Jin Yuanbao was crooked by fingers, and Chi Wu moved his thumb, pinching it back to its normal shape.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Cheng Yan put down the egg in his hand and repeated: "I want to know if you have any memory?"

"I have no obligation to answer privately." Chi Wu said coldly.

The egg was cold in the palm of his hand, and Cheng Yan seemed to see Chi Wu in the ladder who was indifferent to life and death again.

Or maybe, this is what he was like.

Cheng Yan also understood that he could inquire about all issues, except Chi Wu.

Chi Wu is like a little hedgehog. When he is in a good mood, he rolls out his tender white belly and giggles. He is willing to chat with you or make a few innocuous jokes, but whenever he touches his bottom line, he will immediately roll Showing the back thorns, and even stamped a small piece of paper on each thorn, which reads——

Don't approach strangers.

"Okay, then I'll ask the next question." Cheng Yan turned around and smashed the egg, "Bi Fuying's shadow, Lian Xiao's back, and Piao Piao, what's the matter with their abilities?"

Chi Wu folded five or six gold ingots and was unwilling to continue, so he packed up: "I'm hungry."

Cheng Yan, who paid the money but didn't hear the answer: "Don't you think you have no service concept? The customer should be God."

"You can regard yourself as God," Chi Wu washed his hands, "but it has nothing to do with me."

He stood in front of the stove, looked at the egg soup quietly, and asked, "Can't you add some vegetable leaves?"

"You are not my God either." Cheng Yan said.

Chi Wu went to the refrigerator by himself, searched for half a wrapped cabbage, peeled off the leaves and threw it down, but Cheng Yan grabbed his wrist.

"You eat without washing?"

"..." Chi Wu patted the oily green leaves, "Where is it dirty?"

"Everywhere is dirty, and there are pesticide residues on it." Cheng Yan said.

Chi Wu looked at him with an expression of looking at a fool: "There are no pesticides in the sky ladder."

Cheng Yan: "."

He still seriously took the cabbage from Chi Wu's hand, washed it with water for a while and put it into the pot: "Is this how you eat every day?"

The corner of Chi Wu's mouth moved, and the eyes did not know whether it was a mockery or a helpless smile.

Cheng Yan's eyebrows twitched: "What do other people eat?"

"You can go and taste it yourself." Chi Wu took the plate of cucumbers away and put them on the small wooden dining table for one person, "If the soup is ready, bring it out."

Cheng Yan: "Do I look like your nanny?"

"The door is on the right, please close it for me when you leave." Chi Wu packed a bowl of rice for himself, took his chopsticks and started eating.

Cheng Yan: "..."

Sometimes Cheng Yan can't figure it out. If others talk so disrespectfully, he might have been subdued three or two times earlier, and he has to be beaten to the ground, but most of the time, Chi Wu just kills him with one sentence. No, Cheng Yan couldn't even talk back, he could only bully him back in other places of hard power.

This man is like his nemesis.

As for himself, he couldn't help but want to surround him.

He couldn't answer.

After the soup was put away, Cheng Yan put some rice in his drinking bowl: "Do you still have chopsticks?"

"No," said Chi Wu, "only a pair of chopsticks."

Cheng Yan: "..." He went back to the kitchen and searched for a spoon, "Then why are you cooking my rice?"

"You misunderstood." Chi Wu took a sip of the soup and said calmly, "You ate my dinner tonight."

It's a bit embarrassing to pretend to be too sentimental, Cheng Yan silently took a bite of his meal, and turned around a topic: "I just asked—"

"Those abilities are a gift from the ladder," Chi Wu said, "As you said, people who enter the ladder have different strengths and are divided into strengths and weaknesses. In order to ensure a fair starting point, the ladder will bestow them with abilities that are most suitable for them. "

"But it's the first time I've seen the ability to have a shadow clone." Chi Wu said, "It's a pity that it's not perfect."

Cheng Yan understood that what Chi Wu said was not perfect because Bi Fuying's shadow avatar had no consciousness, and was in the shadow.

When the body is injured or dies, the pain will be fed back to the body.

"How many times have you been to the first ladder?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu chewed slowly, and said after eating, "I don't know, I can't remember."

Whether it was too many to remember or Chi Wu didn't want to say more, Cheng Yan couldn't tell, so he just asked, "How difficult is it?"

Chi Wu stopped and looked at Cheng Yan.

"So the difficulty of our ladder this time is not normal, right?" Cheng Yan said, "The first step of the ladder shouldn't be this difficult."

"It's really difficult," Chi Wu put the bowl back into the sink, "but the escape rate is still quite high."

As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into Cheng Yan's half arm, subconsciously dodged backwards, a little disgusted by physical contact.

When he saw Cheng Yan stepping over his side and digging all the leftover rice from the rice cooker into the bowl, he couldn't stand still: "You still eat?"

"?" Cheng Yan held the bowl, "I only ate one bowl."

"Just?" Chi Wu said, "It's all gone!"

Cheng Yan looked at the pot, and didn't understand that Chi Wu valued a bowl of rice so much: "If you don't have any, cook it at night." He squinted his eyes, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Or I'll give it back to you?"

"No need." Chi Wu even took two steps back, refusing to take the bowl of rice that Cheng Yan had eaten.

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Then I will continue to eat."

Chi Wu didn't bother to pay attention to him, opened the balcony door and took down the hanging clothes, and counted them carefully.

"..." He sighed.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu spread his clothes on his arms: "It's nothing."

Another pair of underwear was stolen.

And a nightgown.

"What is the difficulty of the first level?" Cheng Yan asked, "It can't be the difficulty of an elementary school student's autumn tour."

Chi Wu stood by the sofa and folded clothes: "It's generally difficult, but because there are many people who don't understand the rules when they first enter the ladder, many people die, but there are very few cannibalism. This time is an exception. One is the difficulty of the ladder." Slightly higher, and secondly, bad luck to form such unharmonious teammates."

"Will you take the first step of the ladder before?" Cheng Yan specially explained, "I just want to know the approximate difficulty."

Chi Wu: "It depends on the mood."

Cheng Yan: "..." This man has such a stubborn temper.

"How do you define the difficulty of the ladder?" Cheng Yan carried the bowl into the kitchen, and washed the bowl without any hassle.

Chi Wu saw it from a distance, and his opinion of Cheng Yan in his heart was 0.01 less than that of his thumb.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Cheng Yan turned around again: "Huh?"

"Match," Chi Wu said, "every copy of the ladder will choose the person it thinks is most suitable for this ladder."

He bluntly said: "It is very likely that it is because of you that the difficulty of this ladder is so high."

"Then why isn't it because of you?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu: "What is the difficulty of the ladder with me? I feel that it doesn't need such a complete clue to leave like this time."

In fact, Chi Wu didn’t say that many times when he was on the ladder, he still had to give his teammates more or less hints, but in terms of proportion, in the past, he might only need to provide about 60.00% of the hints, and his teammates could follow the hints. , and slowly find the exit.

And this time, he was involved in almost the whole process.

"One more question," Cheng Yan said, "What did you see after leaving the ladder?"