After I became human, I became a nightmare of aliens

"Pa-ta-!"

A crystal teardrop slipped from the little white mouse's frightened eye socket and hit the back of his hand.

Lin Mour, who was almost completely transformed into a snake, was startled for a moment, then paused, his annihilated rationality gradually returned, and the scarlet light in his pupils faded away.

He looked down and saw the little white mouse's small black eyes filled with tears of despair.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene during the day. When he finally rushed to the wine cellar today, what he saw was lying in the wine-red liquid in a state of embarrassment and looking up at his eyes full of tears, desperate, afraid and eager to live. s eyes.

Lin Mourn looked at the small wet eye sockets of the little white mouse with complicated eyes.

After a while, he frowned slightly, and gently poked the mouse's cheek with the tip of his tail that was relaxed, and said firmly:

"……do not Cry."

"I won't eat you anymore." He said hoarsely.

Bretta, whose eyes were blurred by tears, was startled when he heard this, but because of this sentence, the tears fell even more fiercely.

Lin Mourning: "..."

Lin Mour then loosened the tip of his tail and released the little white mouse.

Britta fell to the ground in shock.

Lin Mour, with slightly drooping eyelids, lay back lazily, watching the little white mouse slippery and fled hastily with a complicated expression, but quickly jumped up to the mezzanine on the ceiling in a second or two, and disappeared without a trace.

Bretta didn't even know how she escaped back. Just as she jumped up to the mezzanine of the ceiling, a rose vine waiting for an opportunity immediately entangled it tightly and pulled it back, retreating silently.

The little white mouse was dragged and fell to the bed, its whole body trembling and trembling, unable to get out of the fear of just facing death for a long time.

It fidgeted on the bed twice, paused, raised its black eyes to look somewhere on the cabinet, climbed up three times twice, and quickly pounced on its beloved running wheel.

Bretta rushed in, using all four limbs, stepping on the Hot Wheels quickly, her little head was blank for a while.

It went blank for two seconds, and then became confused again——

Mr. Lin Mourning turned out to be a big black snake? !He was almost eaten by him just now! ...But he had just been seriously injured trying to save himself... Run away!If he finds out his identity, he will definitely be shot!Or gulp it down! ……right!run away!

Bretta immediately jumped out and changed back into a human form, put on the clothes quickly, and found a rucksack after rummaging through boxes and cabinets. The winter clothes were too thick, and it was almost full when he just packed a set of clothes. Bretta hesitated, Take a piece of clothing out and replace it with a running wheel and put it in.

After thinking about it, he quickly shook his head, took out the running wheel again, and put his clothes inside.

Finally, he reached out and grabbed Xiao Bai who was wrapped around him, coaxing it to get in, zipped it up and left a gap, and put it on his back.

It was night, and Bretta quietly opened the door and slipped out sideways, pulled out the ID card and turned off all power, and then quietly pulled the door handle to close the door with a click.He glanced at the next door defensively and nervously, then hurried to the elevator, pressed it, and jumped in the moment the elevator door opened.

At the same time, Lin Mour, who was inside the house, noticed something, and suddenly opened his black eyes, and glanced outside.He took the communicator scattered on the side, clicked and opened it, and it showed that a small red dot on the location was indeed moving.

He changed hands and sent the location to Xiang You.

At the moment, they are fighting with the federal army for the jurisdiction of the dungeon incident, and the first two big Xiangyou saw this moving red dot: "???"

He had no choice but to make a gesture to the tongue-in-cheek federal soldier to call stop, and get through the phone: "Hello? Run away after being a hero and leave your father and me to clean up the mess. Why did you send me a location? Don't tell me you are an unfilial son, where do you want to go to be cool at night? Can your kidneys take it?"

"The location is Bretta's." Lin Mour ignored the long line of chatter at Xiangyou's head, and ordered coldly, "Keep an eye on it."

Xiang You was taken aback for a moment before he realized, "No, I'm tired enough to take care of you, and now I have to take care of your little daughter-in-law..." A busy tone came from the communicator, and Lin Mour hung up.

Xiang You was so angry that he gasped, turned his head and showed the elegant smile of the first social master of the Asian League again, gritted his teeth and walked towards the federal soldiers who were negotiating.

By the way, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to pull this guy Cheng Cheng over, passed the location to him, and bit down in a low voice with a smirk: "I'm afraid your team leader is paralyzed from the fall, and now his wife ran away with someone overnight. Help him keep an eye on him." !"

"Ah?" Cheng Cheng, who was trying to appease the survivors, turned pale after hearing this, "The captain is dead?!"

Xiang You Wenyan, who communicated with the federal soldiers in English, took the time to look back and smile and added: "Yes, he is dying. Keep an eye on Bretta, don't lose his wife."

Cheng Cheng was dubious, but was soon dragged back by the base people to complain, and he was so busy that he didn't touch the ground for a long time.

After Bretta got into the elevator, he looked through the transparent glass of the elevator and saw that the whole base, except for the lighthouse in the center that seemed to be hanging in the air, was shining everywhere with detection lights, the rest of the base was pitch black, with only sporadic lights.

Bretta clenched the straps on the backpack with both hands, and the light in the distance was imprinted in his translucent eyes. He was just a little white mouse, and he just wanted to survive.

After getting out of the elevator, Bretta quickly ran to the alley she often walked in, poked her head into one of the windows that was steaming with white steam in the middle of the night, lowered her head and said, "I want two baked potatoes, thank you."

Even in the middle of the night, it is not surprising that people who work at night come to buy supper.The other party was a dark-skinned old man. He took the money and handed him two baked black potatoes. After seeing Bretta's face under the hat, he recognized him and said with love: "It's so late. Come out, you must be very hungry. Eat slowly and cover your hands on the way."

Britta took it gratefully, only to look up to find snow floating in the sky.

He put a baked potato into his bag, held one in his hand and ate it while speeding up his pace, and rushed to the gate of the base.

Unexpectedly, not far from the city gate, the way ahead was blocked by a group of noisy people.

A man shouted uncontrollably in front of the invisible crowd: "I'm not infected! I'm not infected! I'm not..."

"Bang!" His voice stopped abruptly after a gunshot.

Bretta faintly smelled the smell of rust in the air, and he stood there in a daze, looking at a pool of blood in front of him from a distance.

Panic immediately spread among the small group of people who escaped from the dungeon and lined up to leave the city.

Startled, Bretta took a step back in fear.

Either, or he should go back.

Just as he turned to leave, a gun suddenly came in front of him, and he raised his head with wide eyes in surprise.

The guard was taken aback when he saw this pretty face, then coughed twice, and asked harshly, "What do you want?"

Bretta blinked and replied, "I, I want to go back."

The guard seemed to have heard some joke, and sneered: "Go back? Where did you come from?"

Bretta replied in a low voice, "East End."

"What are you doing wandering around the gate of the base in the middle of the night?"

"I, I...passing by." Bretta stumbled to answer.

The guard was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, then approached him with a gloomy face against the muzzle of the gun and said, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Britta trembled: "...Maybe."

"..."

At this time, a black and thin man who was stimulated by the pool of blood recognized Bretta and shouted angrily: "He is the drink seller in the underground boxing ring! He can't leave! He must be infected too!"

When the guard heard this, he squinted his eyes and pointed the gun upwards, raised Bretta's slender neck, and asked, "Are you from the boxing ring in the dungeon?"

Bretta was stunned for a moment, and nodded with tight lips: "Yes, sir."

The guard snorted coldly: "Come here, take him there and lock him into the isolation room."

Bretta: "...?" Before he could figure out what was going on, a guard had already come over, escorting him with a gun and pushing him forward.

The voice of the guard shouted from behind: "There has been a nasty heterogeneous distortion incident in the underground city boxing field. People who come out of the boxing field are very likely to carry the risk of infection. Everyone must accept risk isolation! Don't think that escape Everything will be fine if you go out, but if you go out at this point, I'm afraid you can only be the late-night snacks of the alien species!"

The last sentence played a very good deterrent effect, and no one dared to question it.

Britta was inexplicably dragged to the isolation room in the west area, and walked in a row along the corridor. Each narrow single room had only one bed.Before entering the isolation room, everyone was arranged to line up. A doctor in protective clothing came to check whether there were obvious external wounds one by one. Next to the doctor stood two guards with live ammunition.

The young man standing in front of him seemed to have bought his drink, nodded at him, wanted to say something to ease the current atmosphere, opened his mouth and then closed it.

When he arrived, Bretta saw him stepping forward, but simply pulled a translucent curtain to block him, and could tell through the shadow cast by the light and the rustling sound that the man had stripped himself clean. Enduring the cold and shivering, he accepted the examination.

Bretta wondered if there was an open wound somewhere on her body.

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded in front of him, and a pool of blood suddenly splashed on the translucent curtain in front of him.

Bretta stared blankly at the curtain, unable to speak for a long time.

"Next! Come on!"

Before he could react, he was pushed forward by the hard muzzle of the gun. Someone lifted the curtain to reveal a young man with wide eyes lying on the ground, and a guard stepped forward to quickly drag the corpse away. The soldier standing next to the doctor motioned him to come forward.

The red drapery was lowered behind him.

"Take off."

Bretta didn't dare not listen, she stretched out her hand to take off her clothes, the doctor in protective clothing stepped forward, carefully examined his white and smooth body with hands in plastic gloves, and suddenly stopped on his shoulder.

Bretta tensed up.

The guard raised his gun.

"Wait," the doctor stared at the new tender red skin where he was shot in the shoulder before, "This is a wound from at least half a month ago."

Bretta was taken aback. In fact, it has only been more than a week, and the recovery of his wound seems to have become faster.

The guard frowned: "See clearly?"

"I'm sure." After the doctor finished speaking, the expressionless eyes under the blindfold scanned all places carefully again, and looked up and said, "There is no problem with the surface of the skin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard urged him impatiently: "Put on your clothes and come with me, hurry up."

Bretta breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put on his clothes, and finally glanced at the doctor again, noticing that the doctor was also looking at him, hurriedly averted his gaze, put on his clothes, and followed the guards.

He was assigned to a small isolation room, opened the door, and the door was locked immediately after entering.He looked up, only to see the monitor with red dots flashing on the roof.

The wall of the isolation room is a fully transparent glass warehouse, and Bretta is in it, and can see the situation of almost every isolation room around.Likewise, everyone has no privacy at all.

Bretta didn't dare to let Xiaobai out, so she could only secretly unzip the zipper to let him catch his breath.He didn't know how long he would be quarantined, so he sat by the wall and pulled off the thin and cold quilt to cover himself.

He frowned and thought seriously, if humans can't detect that he is a heterogeneous species, can he live well as a human as long as he disguises well enough.

Although humans are much weaker than alien species, they have weapons and can resist danger in the base.If he leaves the Meeks base... Bretta thought of the alien species he encountered several times, which smelled delicious, but he knew that he was too weak and might be eaten instead.

Just like tonight... He thought of Lin Mou's snake-tailed appearance, and instinctively shuddered.

However, Mr. Lin Mour seems to have been protecting humans.He is obviously a heterogeneous species, so why does he protect humans instead?

Could this be the highest state of pretending to be a human being? !

If he learns to be a human being like him, won't he be found out, and won't be taken back to the laboratory?

Bretta's head was heavy with thoughts, and she fell asleep.

Lin Mour, who fell into hibernation, lay lazily on the ground and fell asleep.The floor heating temperature in the safe house was not high. He fell into a coma for a long time, and opened his eyes vigilantly in the second half of the night, feeling that he could barely control himself to transform back into a human form.He found a pair of pants and put them on, took the communicator and opened it, only to find that the red dot had stopped somewhere.

He scratched it open and looked at the address.

"..." There was silence.

He dialed Xiangyou's communicator.

Xiang You, who was so busy that he had just squinted for a while, was almost startled by the sound of the communicator urging him to die. After he squinted his eyes to see who it was, he immediately woke up like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.He immediately reached out and pulled Cheng Cheng, who was sleeping like a silly dog, over to him, clicked on the communication and slapped Cheng Cheng's ear.

"Where's the person you're watching?" A cold voice came through the communicator to Cheng Cheng who was soundly asleep.

Cheng Cheng replied vaguely: "Ah? What? Captain, your daughter-in-law, ran away with someone..."

"..."

"Cheng Cheng!" Lin Mourn said angrily.

Cheng Cheng on the other end of the phone woke up with a start, his mind quickly went back to gear, and he came back to his senses, and replied tremblingly, "Yes!"

"...Where is the person you are staring at?"

Cheng Cheng frantically took out his communicator to search. He was too busy before, and when he was staring, he saw someone parked in the residential area of ​​the East District and put it aside to do other things. Then he was so busy that he lost his head and forgot.Thinking of this, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Xiang You pitifully helped him call out the location and put it in front of him, and Qiao Song, who was woken up in the distance, gloated for no apparent reason.

Cheng Cheng's eyes widened when he saw the final location of the red dot, and he spoke with difficulty: "In, in the Western District isolation room under the jurisdiction of the federal government, formerly... the Western District Prison."

Lin Mourn was silent, and spoke after a while: "Lieutenant Colonel Xiang You."

Xiang You's expression changed when his name was called, and he said seriously, "Yes! Colonel Klindauer!"

"what's the situation?"

Xiang You rarely replied seriously: "I heard that he wanted to leave the base, but was arrested by the federal city guards and taken to the isolation room. We have negotiated here, and we will not be released until twelve hours after the isolation."

Lin Mourn snorted coldly: "You can still fall asleep even if you can keep an eye on people in the West District. Have you had enough sleep? Get up and work. Report to me about the situation in the dungeon tonight."

Cheng Cheng showed pain.

Xiang You sighed and shook his head: "...with a daughter-in-law, forget about your father."

Qiao Song, who was not involved in the flames of war in the distance, tried to hide himself.

"And Josson."

Qiao Song turned pale with shock: "Dad! I'm still a child, and I have to charge my batteries at night!"

"He's already full." Cheng Cheng and Xiang You broke the stage together.

"..."

"Inside, wake up, come out." The guard's voice sounded outside the door, and Bretta, who was sleeping soundly, just turned over and continued to sleep because she thought it was noisy.

"..." The guard's expression was not good. The man in black standing next to him caught a glimpse of the young man who could still sleep peacefully in the cold isolation room. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he walked in.

The guard wanted to stop him, but the young man in the uniform of the Asian League next to him stopped him with a smile, so he had no choice but to give up.

Lin Mour walked to the head of Bretta's bed, looked down at him condescendingly, and looked at his quiet and soft sleeping face, amused how could someone be stupid enough to go out in the middle of the night and be taken to the isolation room.

Bretta, who was sleeping, seemed to sense danger, her heart jumped, and she suddenly opened her eyes, just in time to meet Lin Mour's indifferent gaze from top to bottom.

Seeing the other person's face clearly, which coincided with the face of last night, Bretta was terrified in her heart, and she was stunned on the surface.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Mour wanted to laugh, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you awake?"

Bretta nodded blankly.

I wondered how Mr. Lin Mourn knew he was here?

"Wake up and still not get up? Hurry up." At this moment, the smile on his face had dissipated, and he ordered with an expression in front of him.

Bretta quickly lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed.

The boy outside the door called him with a smile: "Tata, what are you doing in a daze? I really think this is a hotel, the quarantine is over, let's go."

Seeing who was coming, Bretta murmured, "Joseon..."

After walking out of the isolation room, Bretta hurriedly asked, "You..."

"How do you know you're here? There's nothing in the entire Meeks base that I don't know about." Qiao Song bluffed and boasted.

Bretta opened her eyes wide in admiration, and sighed sincerely: "It's amazing..."

When he said this, he only dared to secretly peek at the back of the man walking in front, and he was still a little apprehensive towards him.

Sensing his gaze, Qiao Song approached him and whispered, "You're also afraid of our captain. But don't worry, he's a bit fierce, has a bad temper, dark circles under his eyes, and weak kidneys, but he's still a good person. "

Hearing the latter sentence, Lin Mour paused and turned his head to glance at him like an ice skate. Qiao Song immediately blamed him, "It's Xiang You!"

"..."

Bretta looked at Lin Mour secretly, and nodded in deep approval: "You're right."

"It's not me! It's Xiangyou!" Qiao Song yelled, almost crying.

A few people left the West District, and Bretta really didn't want to be in the same range with the natural enemy, even if the smell on the opponent's body was really alluring, Bretta was determined to resolutely resist the temptation.

He racked his brains to come up with an excuse and said, "I...I have to go to work, I'll go first..."

"Go to work?" Qiao Song was happy when he heard it, "You mean to go to work in the boxing ring?"

Lin Mour, who was walking in front, also turned his head and looked at him when he heard the words.

Bretta didn't understand, so: "...what's wrong?"

"The boxing ring is closed! Your boss West ran away last night, and that bastard Cheng Cheng still gritted his teeth and said that he must be caught."

Qiao Song dropped the news, seeing that Bretta was still in disbelief, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder again and said:

"Tata, isn't it just unemployed, it's no big deal."

Bretta froze in place, repeating his words blankly: "I... lost my job?"

Along the way, Qiao Song comforted him very carelessly: "It's okay, isn't it easy to earn some donations? Besides, you are so good-looking, are you afraid that you won't be able to find a job?"

Lin Mour, who had been silent all along when he walked downstairs in the residential area of ​​the East District, frowned upon hearing this.

Bretta pursed her lips in concern: "...Really?"

"Really!" Qiao Song received the contact information from Xiang You at this time, glanced at it, and just happened to send him downstairs, turned around, stepped back with a smile and waved: "Xiang You That's too busy, I still have to go back and get those high-tech gadgets. Tata, take a good rest and don't worry."

As he said that, he quickly evacuated back for almost 50 meters, and only then did he have the courage to continue to inform:

"And the captain, you really can't stand it anymore! Xiang Youdu is going to ask the wasteland merchant to give you a supplementary snake whip! Hahahaha!!!"

Qiao Song's rampant laughter received weird attention from the people around him. He was smiling happily with his hips on his hips. He looked up at the cold eye knife thrown by the captain, was shocked, and turned around and ran away.

Bretta was standing two meters away from Lin Mour. Qiao Song's words behind him were vague, his eyes lit up when he thought of something, and he licked the corners of his mouth cowardly and greedily. Lu whispered in an ignorant and naive tone:

"...is the snake whip delicious?"

"..." Lin Mou, who noticed Bretta's strange gaze, turned black, feeling like he was being coveted.

Sensing the chill on the man's body, Bretta quickly stopped the non-existent saliva and moved aside.

After Lin Mour took out his ID card and swiped it, he entered the elevator of the residential base and turned around to face him.

After learning the identity of this man, Bretta really didn't have the guts to take the same elevator with him.

He thought he was clever and quietly took a step back, pretending to be stupid and standing outside the elevator, pretending to be okay, with his hands unconsciously shrunk in front of him like he was still a guinea pig, looking up at the flock of birds flying over the base .

The elevator doors are about to close.

A slender and powerful hand suddenly stretched out and pulled him in forcefully. Britta staggered in in surprise and almost fell on the man, and entered the elevator after the elevator door closed.

Bretta put her hands on the man's strong arms subconsciously, realizing what happened, and looked up at him in amazement.

From his perspective, the man looked a little lazy, but his eyes were cold when he glanced down, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a slit.The elevator runs straight up, and the scene outside the transparent glass behind the man gradually changes as it goes up. Not far away, the dense and dilapidated shantytowns at the bottom of the base go away a little bit, and the field of vision widens.

Looking around, the winter sun outside the edge of the base has just risen, and the dawn is in full bloom, shining on a land covered with white snow.

Bretta opened her round eyes wide and sighed in a strange way: "Wow——"

Lin Mourn, who had supported him for a long time, was about to frown and push him away, when he saw the beautiful young man with exquisite facial features and fair skin looking at the sunrise he hadn't noticed for a long time, his beautiful eyes reflected A heart-stopping light.

He paused while supporting the boy, hesitating whether to push him away.

The next second, Bretta's little face was flushed with excitement, and she stood up and left him, and leaned close to the glass behind her, put her hands on it, and looked out.

Feeling empty in his arms, Lin Mour turned around and set his sights on this ignorant young man.

His eyes were cold, and he suddenly asked Bretta, "Why did you want to leave the base last night?"

"!" Bretta, who was enjoying the scenery, froze and turned her head slowly, but she didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and muttered for a long time: "Because...because...it's too dangerous here."

Lin Mourn thought of the little white mouse last night, but he was sure that it was not a mechanical pet, and it was impossible for him to reveal his identity.

That is because of what happened in the boxing ring, elevator and wine cellar yesterday, the kid was so frightened that he wanted to leave in a panic. After all, yesterday, many people who lost their minds gathered at the gate of the base and wanted to escape. go.

As everyone knows, the danger outside is hundreds of times higher than staying in the base, and any weed can kill someone.

Thinking of this, he looked down at him with deep eyes, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "The most dangerous place is the safest."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of "ding——" the elevator reached the 27th floor and the door opened, and Lin Mour went straight out.

Hearing these contradictory words, Bretta watched in a daze as the man walked to the door of 2701 and swiped his card to open the door.

Noticing his following eyes, Lin Mour glanced sideways at him suddenly, and warned slightly: "Take care of your little guy, I don't mind improving the food occasionally."

"!" Bretta, who was named, frowned.

"Click!" The man closed the door after entering.

Only then did Bretta relax from the tension and fear of facing a powerful natural enemy just now. He walked home and entered the password.Suddenly I heard a warning sound of "beep beep", and the red dot on the combination lock kept flashing.He thought about it, then took out the ID card and swiped it, but it still wouldn't open.

Then the communicator on his wrist suddenly called in a video communication.

He stretched out his hand and opened it, and a young man in a blue and white uniform was projected in front of his eyes.

"Hello, I'm Joe Safety, the accommodation manager of the residence in the East Side of Meeks Base."

Bretta felt that he was a little familiar, very similar to Qiao Song, but when he spoke, the electronic and mechanical sound in his voice was much heavier, and the smile on the surface seemed a little blunt.

Bretta nodded slightly, "Hello, Mr. Qiao Anan."

Qiao Anan said unhurriedly: "Mr. Bretta, I regret to inform you that your half-year stay period in the safe house has expired, and you have not paid the accommodation fee for one month overdue, so you have to pay a detention fee Pay it together with the accommodation fee. Before that, your right to use the safe house at No. 11, Building 2702, Dongsi District will be taken back. Please pay the rent of the previous month, the retention fee and the rent of the next month as soon as possible. A total of 400 donation points. If you still need To renew the lease, you need to pay 700 dedication points..."

Bretta was completely stunned after hearing this shocking number, na na: "It's so expensive..."

After receiving his words, Qiao Ping An explained with a smile: "Since the area you live in is the gold segment of the base, the safety factor is the highest level SSS-level safe house, and the corresponding clean water for drinking, washing water, and winter water are provided by time. A series of services such as heating, electricity and lighting, so the value for money is excellent, and the rent is reasonable.”

"If you think the price is expensive, you can choose to cancel the lease, but you still need to pay the rent and detention fee of the previous month, a total of 400 dedication points."

Bretta opened her eyes wide and took a breath: "Well, what if it can't be paid?"

Qiao's security service attitude is still polite: "Don't worry, starting immediately, the base system will automatically deduct all the balances in your account until you pay all the bills. Of course, if you are unfortunately infected and killed during this period, if you have no other relatives In that case, the bill would also be written off in a very humanitarian way."

Suddenly Bretta, who was heavily in debt, heard the bad news. Thinking of the most important thing in life, she asked with trembling lips, "Then...you deducted everything, what should I do if I have no money to eat?"

With a handsome face and a warm tone, Qiao Anan said Zhou Papi's words: "Don't worry, hunger can stimulate the motivation to survive and the determination to make money. In the spirit of humanitarian assistance, you can apply for compulsory work at the base. Allocation, system analysis will determine the type of work that is most suitable for you and maximizes the contribution points."

Bretta's eyes lit up: "That would be great!"

After entering the room, the "severe insomnia patient" Lin Mour could always hear Bretta talking to someone outside the door. After failing to fall asleep, he opened the door with a cold face, listened to a few casually and made some analysis. Know what predicament Bretta is facing.

His eyelids were raised lazily, and he leaned against the door with his arms around him, as if he was listening to a bedtime story. He seemed to be listening with great interest, and seeing the young man's happy appearance at the end, he seemed to have expected something, and he pursed his lips lazily. .

"Then Mr. Qiao Anan, help me assign work now! I'm ready!" Bretta was full of interest, her eyes glowing.

Qiao Anan stared up and down with his seemingly invisible eyes for three seconds, and suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Bretta, congratulations! When you checked into the Meeks base, your genetic test showed an SSS grade, which is very good!"

When Bretta heard this, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

Qiao Anan: "So, the type of work that the system hereby assigns to you is—to breed the next generation of human beings with the base's reproductive resources!"

"..." When Bretta heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt struck from the top of her head!The whole person froze in place for an instant, losing color.

Qiao Anan, who was not sensitive to his emotions, continued to talk: "Wow~! This is a job that many people can't get their hands on! Mr. Bretta, you are beautiful and charming, and you must have many cute Another great kid…”

"...Give birth to a baby?!" Bretta, who was a guinea pig, trembled her lips, unbelievable that she was going to conceive offspring with a female human? !

this is too scary--! ! !

At this time, the man who had been watching the show for a long time suddenly felt his chest tremble, and a low laugh rolled out of his throat.

"——!" Bretta heard this laugh, and for no reason, his handsome face flushed red with embarrassment for no reason, wishing to change back to his original shape on the spot and jump up to the ceiling!

Qiao An'an's eloquent speeches for the continuation of human kindling were suddenly interrupted, and he turned his head over Bretta, showing a slightly stiff expression of dissatisfaction.

Qiao Anan continued to follow the temptation: "This is a high-paying, safe and enjoyable job. You only need to provide your excellent genes to enjoy the most luxurious treatment in Meeks Base except for the residents of the lighthouse. How about it? Mr. Bretta, If you are willing, I will fill out the entry application form for you..."

"No, no, no! No need!" Bretta quickly waved his hand and refused. He was already sensitive to hearing. At that moment, he seemed to hear Mr. Lin Mourn's inaudible and suppressed low laughter. My face is almost burning!

Qiao Pingan asked again with regret: "Is it really not necessary?"

Bretta shook her head like a rattle, her face was full of embarrassment that could not be overcome, she secretly glanced back at the man watching the show, and replied in a low voice: "... Really, really, there is no need."

"Okay." Qiao Anan immediately ended the courteous mode, and said with a blank expression, "Then all balances in your account will be deducted later, please pay attention to check the remaining bills, and make a final confirmation. Do you still consider continuing to pay?"

One dedication point stumped the little white mouse, and the poor mouse shook his head: "I don't think about it."

"Okay, do you have any questions?"

"Eh..." Bretta was stunned by the question. He stared at Qiao An'an's handsome face, held back earnestly and hard, and finally asked, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with Mr. Qiao Song?" It doesn't look like it, but it feels like something.

Qiao An put on a false smile: "He is my father."

"...?" Bretta felt that there were still a lot of deviations in her understanding of human beings. Could a human being as young as Josong really have such a big son?

A few steps away, Lin Mour, with his arms folded, heard this, and seeing Bretta's stunned expression, he finally opened his mouth and explained to him: "Qiao Anan is a virtual robot made by Qiao Song. Calling 'Dad' is just His bad taste."

Bretta suddenly realized, nodded: "Oh."

Qiao Pingan once again sent a soul-searching question to the social fear mouse: "Do you have any questions?"

"Ah? I..." Bretta, who was being questioned, became nervous again.

Lin Mourn watched this scene with great interest, and when Bretta blushed and his neck was thick, he spoke to save him: "I think he should be fine."

"Hmm!" Bretta hurriedly followed his words, and heaved a sigh of relief, "I... have no problem."

Joe Pingan: "Okay, I wish you a happy life in Meeks base, good health in body and mind, cherish life, and stay away from alien species. Goodbye!" He spoke at an astonishing speed, and cut off the communication quickly after speaking.

"..." Bretta looked at a certain alien gentleman wearing a black home sweater.

Seriously injured, Lin Mour, who hadn't had much rest all night, showed a sickly pale face at this moment. He leaned against the door with his arms around him, and stared coldly at Bretta, who was standing two meters away, for a few seconds.

"...Mr. Lin Mou, do you have anything else to do?" Bretta asked cautiously, "If not, I'm leaving."

"Thank you for saving me yesterday." After Bretta finished speaking, she carefully moved her feet and turned to walk towards the elevator entrance, secretly glad that she had a reason to leave.

Looking at the corners of the boy's mouth that the boy was not good at hiding his true emotions, Colonel Klindauer, who was very popular in the past, was in a very complicated mood.

He watched with deep eyes that the boy disappeared neatly and completely in less than half a minute.

Lin Mour, who had stood stiff for a long time, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by, feeling a bit cold, hugged his arms, and with a calm and cold handsome face, he slammed the door that had been open for a long time behind his back.

Ten minutes later, he dialed Xiangyou's communicator at the security office again, but before he could speak.Xiang You, who was staring at the red dot on the other end of the mobile positioning, was the first to grab the white with love:

"Why, the little daughter-in-law ran away again? She came to ask your father for a wife again."

"..." Lin Mourn choked, remained silent for two seconds, and said forcefully, "Lieutenant Colonel Xiang You, pay attention to your words."

"He is an important suspect in the xenogeneic incident, not..."

"Not what?" Xiang Youxiao asked.

Realizing that he had fallen into the trap of talking badly about his friend, Colonel Klindauer remained silent, changed the subject abruptly, and issued an order:

"The suspect Bretta's rent expired, he lost his job, and became an unstable factor, which is not conducive to follow-up investigations..."

"Why, do you want to continue helping him pay the rent of the safe house, or find him a job?" Xiang You interrupted him and teased.

"..." As if to deny something, Lin Mourn paused for two seconds and said, "I told you to keep an eye on him, don't lose him again." After speaking, without waiting for Xiang You to say anything else, he immediately cut off the communication indifferently .

bly just entered the elevator