Therapy Planet No. 13

It is conceivable that Angor cast a lot of shadow on Raj before, so that when Lui was about to get some words out of this young man, he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Louie doesn't talk much, and the questions are rambling, but they often go straight to the center—for example, what classes do you usually take?Or what do you think of Principal Qi as a person?Do you get along well with your classmates?Can you go out and buy popular interstellar snacks?What are Xingwang's usual entertainment activities blocked here... and so on.

There are so many different things.

But Raj didn't answer her a word.

Lui deliberately exerted some coercion on the poor boy. Raj's pale face was almost crying, and finally he whispered almost pleadingly: "Please don't ask, I don't know anything. Said—someone will tell you this in due course.”

Not interesting.

Louis guessed that she was probably infected by Angel, which made her start to care about the "interesting" and "boring" things.

Speaking of which, even though the two of them had been in contact for just one day, Angel felt like a cancer.

tarnish.

The word ran through Louie's mind again.

The buildings on planet 13 are all connected together. The square cuboid or cube space is simply piled together, as if pieced together by pieces of building blocks that travel through time and space. Be skimpy to give a cylindrical shape or a little softer curvature.

It has to be said that Louie remembered the game that has survived as tenaciously as rock-paper-scissors since ancient times-Tetris.

Many places have not even been painted, even worse than when the former Soviet Union was on Earth in the era of the independent planet.

Even if it is painted, due to years of disrepair, large chunks of cheap white paint will automatically fall off the wall like a dog skin plaster, leaving an indescribable scar. After years of devastation, the deep and shallow yellowish brown sticky On top—it's not as good as steel and concrete that hasn't even been painted.

At least these ironware can be corroded and weathered into a deep dark red color, adding a different color to this broken place.

Lu Yi noticed that he almost didn't hear the noise that a comprehensive school should have, but from time to time, the slogan "one-two-one" floated to his ears from outside the tinny iron wall, which sounded weak and vague Can feel a tinge of... resentment?

It didn't look like a school at all, it was cold and lifeless, and even the rare vitality was entangled in haze and fear.

It's more like a grave.

It's still the kind of small private cubes that the poor can't afford and have to squeeze in the cemetery.

"Physical education class?"

Louie looked at Raj.

The other party nodded for the first time—it was a response to Louis.

And at this moment, Louis instinctively sensed a prying gaze.

She subconsciously looked around - only to find that there was no third person except the empty aisle.

illusion?

Louie frowned. She seldom failed her instincts. For some reason, after performing the last mission, Louis found that her perception of emotions was more accurate.

If it was said that she could only detect vague good intentions or bad intentions before, now she can occasionally even accurately say more precise adjectives.

OK - happy then?joy?Or just the kindness that radiates.

If it is bad, is it hostility, or further murderous intent?Or just a neutral curiosity?

Louie felt dazed and overwhelmed by his changes.

On the one hand, she does instinctively "question" orders, and on the other hand, she seems to be more sensitive to her surroundings because of this excessive emotional ups and downs.

The function of the sixth sense is so easy to use. For a while, Louis even had a thought that the disease could not be cured, or just let it go.

"The sound insulation here is very weak. There are many people secretly watching the newcomers, so you don't have to worry about it."

Raj noticed Lui's movements, and he rarely explained aloud, "When I came in, I also felt like a pain in my back, just get used to it."

And in a place where the two could not see, the three gathered together and secretly looked at a mirror happily.

"Raj is very nice to this newcomer, and why did he explain it aloud?"

The shortest little man is only as high as the others' waists. His short white hair is a bit fluffy and naturally curly. It looks messy because he hasn't taken care of it all year round. His voice is soft and waxy. He is covered by a brown robe Hold on, the cuffs were rolled up several times to keep the wrists from slipping off.

The voice has a light tone, forming a strange harmony with the dull atmosphere here.

Children, the timbre seems to be biased toward women.

"Why, are you also interested in this newcomer?"

Standing next to her was a middle-aged man who was obviously a few rounds older, wearing a loose camouflage uniform, the collar was not buttoned tightly, which clearly violated the "Requirements for Admission" posted on the wall where the three of them were leaning against. The third rule of clothing: the clothes should be neat and generous, and the style should not be changed at will. All buttons must be fastened, and 1 point will be deducted for violation.

His complexion has a fair complexion that does not match his age. It seems that he has been isolated from the world for a long time, and his skin has a morbid whiteness.Even though the whole person is wrapped in a mass of "casual" clothes, and obviously has passed the federal definition of a ten- to twenty-year-old boy, he can still be described as handsome.

Has the handsomeness of a young man, and the stability of a middle-aged man.

The whole person exudes a gentleness that is more harmless than a little girl.

The one on the far side is not between them.

He stood against the wall, with his hands in the white coat on his body, and his slender eyes revealed an indifferent femininity.

"Ten seconds, I'll give you ten seconds to put away this broken mirror." The young man said casually, "You are here to help me organize the equipment in the infirmary, not to see the newly introduced monkeys."

"Locke, when will you change your poisonous mouth!"

The little girl complained dissatisfied, "He Xiangbin rarely found a blind spot away from the monitor and set up a 'telescope' that can refract images for fun, so why don't we just take a closer look!"

"Just coax you, little boy."

Locke replied nonchalantly, "Although you haven't been out, you are someone who has seen a microscope in the infirmary anyway. Why can't you put it down so much? Tsk, Liming, do you know that the kid outside saw the microscope?" Is this stuff going straight into the trash can?"

Dawn stepped on Locke angrily, his messy hair now looked like a kitten with a blown hair.

"I know I've been living in this crappy place since I was born! I know I don't understand anything compared to the kids outside! Locke, you don't have to remind me repeatedly about this kind of thing!"

Locke mocked calmly, "I just told the truth."

Didn't piss off your mind.

"Okay, Locke, stop teasing Liming, tell me how many times your feet have been stepped on by this brat?"

He Xiangbin withdrew his gaze, distracted from the imposing manner that the two of them would be on edge when they get together, and said with a playful smile, "The two newcomers here this time are not easy."

"I know! Soldier!" Li Ming raised his hand excitedly.

"Hmm... half of the answer is correct." He Xiangbin smiled regretfully and spread his hands, "There is no candy for you."

"It's a bit like... Well, according to my remaining memory, it's probably related to the army. Could it be that I came from a military family? Tsk, can't soldiers control their own children these days?" He Xiangbin While explaining to Li Ming, he speculated to himself, "The one in front can't see the discipline of the army, but the vigor he showed during the test just now is probably not ordinary."

"Nonsense." Rocky raised his eyelids and sneered.

"However, I'm a little interested. You said that group of people who don't have long eyes and want to show off newcomers—who will kick this iron board?" He Xiangbin touched his chin, and asked a question with a smile, and rushed Li Ming blinked, "Do you want to bet?"

"Childish." Locke continued to look for a sense of presence here.

"Lock, I'm talking to Xiao Liming." He Zuobin smiled politely, "You don't have to force yourself to come here. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Hate people like the spring breeze in March.

This is He Xiangbin's philosophy of life.

"Yes! No one thinks you are dumb!" Li Ming agreed gloatingly, turned to look at He Zuobin, and looked at him pitifully with big eyes, "A candy! I won, give me a candy!"

"If I win, you will go to the laundry room for me once."

"make a deal!"

Locke snorted coldly, muttered the syllables in his throat irritably for a while, and finally changed the subject bluntly, "You just cheat her... Go away! I didn't call you out of the queue to let you out. "

And here, as soon as the trio left, Lui was brought by Raj to the testing room where Angor was staying.

Speaking of testing, all that needs to be done is basic physical fitness collection, health checks, and school humiliation.

As soon as Lui opened the door, he saw Angel lying on a single bed with a hemiplegia, with a lot of blood splattered beside him. He noticed that although Lui could not move when he came in, he still managed to squeeze out a trace of familiarity. smile, "Hi~"

Louis: "..."

"Yeah~ It's the little brother from before." Angel had a harmless smile on his face, and his relaxed tone seemed to be greeting an old acquaintance, "Is it you next? What about your broken left hand? Or The right hand? Or think about the legs? I think I can still meet your requirements if I work hard."

Raj took two steps back in fear, hurriedly took out the test procedure tablet from a side drawer, and solemnly handed it to Louis, "Please!"

All the people in front were crippled by this terrible woman, he really didn't have the courage to be the next warrior!

The author has something to say: ahahahahahahahahaha the collection has already reached 100!To celebrate it reached my minimum goal!I have decided!tomorrow!Give yourself a day off!Pigeon day! ! ! 【Suddenly happy/Jpg】

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