Artificial Wizard Growth Log

It may be called a miracle that the venue where hundreds of thousands of people gathered was not noisy at all.

Xia Zuo observed the audience downstairs curiously.

Just over a minute ago, he, who had committed an occupational disease, had already scanned the audience downstairs, habitually looking for a few suspicious people and retreating.

He stepped back and wanted to sit down, only to find that...a certain sentry had occupied his sofa, and he didn't check for a while, and sat directly into Pang Jiuzhou's arms.

He didn't realize that there was someone on the sofa behind him just now, let alone, didn't this guy sit on the sofa on the other side?

Pang Jiuzhou, who was lurking behind Xia Zuo with restrained breath, embraced Xia Zuo with both hands, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

Then he was knocked over by Xia Zuo's fist, but fortunately he reacted quickly and put his hand on the ground, lightly turned half a circle in the air, and fell back on his sofa.

Although he didn't look at it, the corners of Pang Jiuzhou's eyes twitched, judging from the heat of his skin that his shoulders must be bruised, and said helplessly, "Little white face, you are really ruthless."

Xia Zuo withdrew his fist and said coldly, "What does this have to do with Wuqing? You are the one who came over suddenly."

Pang Jiuzhou: "Although this is the case, don't you understand my intentions?"

Xia Zuo: "Your intention has nothing to do with your approaching."

Pang Kyushu: "..."

How does this sentence make sense?

Just as the sentinel was thinking about how to refute, the lights on the stage were suddenly dimmed. Xia Zuo, who had just gotten excited about the quarrel, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned his attention back to the concert.

The entire venue was immersed in darkness, as quiet as a pool of water, and then slowly, a star lit up in the center of the stage.

It was a holographic projection, which looked no different from the stars photographed by extraterrestrial satellites. The audience in the dark felt as if they were in the vast and boundless universe and witnessed the huge stars rotating with their own eyes.

The loud and clear female voice pierced through this layer of darkness like thunder and lightning.

"Flying between stars, in the center of the universe..."

At the beginning, it appeared on the stage as a flat figure composed of white lines, like a milky white ghost floating from the darkness. The white lines became brighter and brighter, and the figure penetrated the plane and became three-dimensional. Li Chaoge opened his hands, as if he wanted to give everyone a hug.

"Miss Chaoge."

Many people whispered the name together, tens of thousands of small voices gathered into a huge wave, and Li Chaoge stood on the cusp of the wave, unafraid.

She put her right hand empty in front of her heart, and opened her mouth to sing: "Follow the guidance of the constellations, we meet at this moment."

The beautiful singing voice was amplified by the sound system and spread to every corner of the venue without any obstacles. Xia Zuo, who didn't want to sit on the sofa anymore, stood behind the gauze curtain and looked at the woman in the center of the stage.

Beauty is appearance, beauty is temperament.

Li Chaoge is someone who can make others think she is beautiful without others looking at her face.

This comes from the family's cultivation of character and temperament. Standing on the stage, she is like a gentle fluorescent lamp, with a faint warm yellow that illuminates every corner, making others become willing moths to the flame. He couldn't get too close to her.

Her singing and her words are like the will of God to the fans who regard her as their life.

Part of this power is because Li Chaoge is a powerful guide who can imperceptibly hint to people around him even if he doesn't do anything, and part of it is because...she is really an excellent person worthy of being pursued by others.

For example... Pang Jiuzhou stood behind Xia Zuo, his eyes swept across the auditorium downstairs, and he saw his younger brother Wang Cen.

Others follow my elder sister, Mr. Pang Kyushu thought, why do you want to compete with me for Xia Zuo.

Feeling jealous, Sentinel didn't want Xia Zuo to continue to listen to the concert at all, and regretted proposing such a dating project, Pang Jiuzhou suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Xia Zuo's ears.

Xia Zuo: "...!!!"

What is it that Pang Kyushu has been doing since the very beginning? !

Even Xia Zuo, who didn't have much emotion, was on fire. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Pang Jiuzhou threateningly, but Pang Jiuzhou responded with elated eyes.

"Look at me," the sentry lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Listen to me, only me."

Obviously what he said was extremely domineering, but Xia Zuo felt like a boy was crying in his ear.

Please, pay attention to me, okay?

Xia Zuo was taken aback.

Cyborgs don't feel sad, and they seldom have empathy for others. The only one who often breaks these two points and becomes a special case is this sentinel who suddenly shows weakness.

Xia Zuo stretched out his hand silently, stroked the sentry's pierced head, and said, "Even if you cover my ears, I can still hear the singing."

Pang Kyushu: "..."

Hey director, the script is wrong! ! !

What Xia Zuo said was true. Breasts and bones can also become microphones. Under the dutiful work of the audio system, Li Chaoge's singing voice still reached his ears from all angles.

The atmosphere in the box was destroyed by his words.

"..."

Pang Jiuzhou let go of his hand covering Xia Zuo's ear, took a few steps back, and casually took out the bright red rose from the vase on the coffee table.

Right here, although luxurious, but very crude in this scene, he held the rose to his chest and said, "Xia Zuo, you have known since three years ago that I like you...or, can you say is love."

"……Ok, I know."

"how about you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Pang Jiuzhou stared at Xia Zuo with piercing eyes, "what's your answer? Do you accept my liking or not?"

"...Well, I don't know."

Ah, Pang Kyushu thought, it really is.

Not knowing is actually quite good, the sentinel took a step forward and held Xia Zuo's hand, "Since you don't know, it's no big deal to agree to spend some time with me, so let's give it a try?"

The stem of the rose fit in Xia Zuo's palm. He lowered his head and looked at the flower that countless human beings had praised in poetry, and found that he really didn't have any feelings for such a delicate little thing.

"You hope so?" Xia Zuo's tone could make the water vapor in the air condense into ice scum and fall down, "You have to know, I am... I don't have the feeling of like and love."

"is it?"

Pang Jiuzhou laughed softly, lowered his head, and put his lips on Xia Zuo's.

Xia Zuo felt that his other hand held the back of his head and made him lift his head up. The two of them pressed their lips closer together. Pang Jiuzhou only licked lightly at first, but soon the force became heavier. His sense of touch was more sensitive than ordinary people. It gave Xia Zuo a slight tingling, itching and pain, reminding him of the red mark three years ago that took two or three days to disappear.

This is... kisses, the dummy thought.

Pang Jiuzhou's movements were a little harder, his tongue moved away from his lips and then his teeth, first softly sweeping across the soft flesh of the palate.

The crisp, itchy turned into numbness, and the numbness turned into scorching heat. Xia Zuo's eyes widened suddenly, and the temperature of the sentinel was like magma spraying out along the small piece of soft meat. Following his stirring movements, Xia Zuo swallowed it. down the throat.

Xia Zuo trembled, he felt that he was going to be burned.

The instinct of self-preservation drove him to close his upper and lower jaws to drive away the wanton lumps of meat in his mouth. The sentinel easily broke away, licked his tongue around his ear, and said softly: "Hey, open your mouth, I teach you."

Does this person have a gift for guiding?If he hadn't used hints, how could I have followed his words?

He was obviously calm, but he opened his mouth again according to Pang Jiuzhou's words, and the two started a second kiss.

Li Chaoge on the stage has already changed the song. With the soft accompaniment of the band, she sang: "The surface of the water is swaying, the wind wheel is spreading, and on the touching fingertips, blue electricity flows..."

Electricity, maybe it really is electricity.

Thunder ran through their bodies until they let go of each other, panting.

"I already knew you were a man-made human. You told me yourself, Xia Zuo," Pang Jiuzhou said. "That's not the reason for you to reject me."

The black-haired soldier held Xia Zuo in his arms, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together.

It was that feeling again, Xia Zuo thought, as if the center of his brow was being pricked by a needle.

The spiritual realm in his mind was beating slightly, and a very dim spot of light flickered, and Pang Jiuzhou, who was touching his forehead, felt his own brand, and his eyes were clear.

The sentinel continued: "You have dislikes and likes, you like me, Xia Zuo... As for love, as long as I love you now is enough, we still have time, just like I taught you how to be a good boss, in the future I will teach you what love is."

Time seems to turn back at this moment.

Xia Zuo recalled a few years ago when he was in the abandoned Mister Research Institute, a desperate Li Daolin reached out to him and asked, "Do you want to be alone and live?"

Now, Pang Jiuzhou held his hand and said, "I will teach you what love is."

The android lowered its eyes.

"……OK."

"Okay, then it's decided," Pang Jiuzhou was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly became high, "To celebrate the establishment of our relationship, I think we can be here..."

"Boom boom boom!"

Someone knocked on the door outside.

"Section Leader Li, I am Luo Wen from the first class, please open the door in case of emergency!"

Xia Zuo's slightly soft eyes suddenly became awe-inspiring, and he pushed away Pang Jiuzhou to straighten his clothes that had been crumpled by someone. Just as he put down his hands, someone outside kicked the door open and rushed in.

Five burly men in black suits and sunglasses, plus the leader, the leader of the first class, Luo Wen, who had met in the corridor before.

The six people came in and glanced around first, and then the five big men in black suits separated, well-trained and occupied the corner of the box, making a protective gesture.

Mr. Luo Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead to make sure that there was no danger in the box before he went to look at the two owners of the box.

Li Xiazuo and Pang Jiuzhou knew this from the beginning.

Although he was very surprised how these two rumored enemies would return to the same box—the focus is on the couple’s box—but media reports and rumors are always false, and as a spy, he has long been used to it.

The current posture of these two people... Uh, what were they supposed to be doing before?Why did Lieutenant Colonel Pang stare at him?

Section Chief Luo Wen had several guesses in his mind, each of which made his heart tremble.

The first class is the secret agent responsible for secretly protecting the dignitaries, and has cooperated with the seventh class responsible for the Zerg spies several times. As an official of the older generation, he also looked at Li Xiazuo’s information with his subordinates and lamented that now is the age of young people .

Colonel Nightingale in Lesson [-] is exactly the best among young people in the new era.

Pang Jiuzhou...he is no longer outstanding. It should be said that except for Li Xiazuo, no one can match his excellence among young people.

If something goes wrong with these two...

Director Luo Wen no longer thought about the turmoil between the two young people, but resumed his fair attitude at work.

"Section Chief Li, the war radicals who were identified as a terrorist organization three hours ago just secretly sent a message to the government."