shock!The cannon fodder is actually in love [Quick wear]

"Host, has safely arrived at the new mission world."

Trying his best to ignore the broken bed board that creaked when he moved, Chen Heming rubbed his temples and fell silent for a moment.

Sure enough, even though he had been teleported countless times, he was still not used to this rough landing method, as if he had thrown someone into a washing machine and rolled it up eight hundred times.

Suppressing the feeling of discomfort, Chen Heming picked up the small milky white light group that was constantly swirling in front of his eyes and rubbed it, his eyes as deep as the night narrowed happily, and some bright lights lit up like stars, "Tongzi, you can transmit Remembered."

Although 0937 will choose time to be alone for him to teleport, if he doesn't hurry up and someone suddenly breaks in when he is receiving the memory, it will be bad.

"Master host, this system has a serial number, please call me 0937!"

The milky white light ball was kneaded into different shapes between the man's fingers. Although his mouth was protesting, the pair of bead eyes were so comfortable that they almost retracted into his body. Looking closely, the milky white light still faintly revealed Come some powder.It can be seen that the soul rubbed by a man will be gone.

Enjoyment is enjoyment, 0937 still packed the memory of the original owner and stuffed it to Chen Heming in time.

Flipping through the received memories hastily, the more he looked at Chen Heming, the darker his face became.

"This guy died at the beginning of the plot?! Then, after I have suffered the crime, I have to take on a new task to be abused?"

Isn't one of the important reasons why he has been working in the cannon fodder department for so long without running away is the hidden benefit of "after the crisis, he can stay away from the protagonist and take a vacation in a small world to recuperate physically and mentally"?Otherwise, who would want to be cannon fodder? !

"Huh? This big cannon fodder also comes with a small cannon fodder? One corpse... no, two corpses, two lives?" Chen Heming breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Too bad too bad.No wonder this cannon fodder would choose to quit after awakening. If he were to change him...he would be a bad old bastard in the cannon fodder department, but he would still do it...

Although it has a pair of bead eyes, 0937's excellent eyesight as a product of advanced machinery still helped it see the depression accumulated between Chen Heming's eyebrows and eyes.

Quietly moving away from the young man's palm again, the waxy and milky child's voice sounded in Chen Heming's mind, but there was a sense of flattery in it.

"Master Host, it is precisely because of the high difficulty of this task that the minister assigned it to you! You are the face and pillar of our cannon fodder department, what would we do without you..."

With a slight stretch of his arm, the system that he thought had been hiding for a long time fell into the young man's hands again.After rubbing a few handfuls of fat dumplings vigorously, Chen Heming let out a long breath.

"What kind of pillar is it? It's better to say that he is the biggest unlucky guy in the unlucky department! When I go back, I must find the minister. If I don't arrange a vacation world for me, I'll go to another department and let him clean up the mess by himself!"

"Yeah," Fat Tuanzi bounced with difficulty between the young man's palms, "0937 will also help the host fight for it!"

Being bullied by the old fox is not once or twice. Chen Heming, who has long been used to it, quickly adjusted his mentality. While thinking about how to peel off the old fox after completing the task and returning to the main god's space, he turned over neatly and got out of bed .

"The mission is about to start, Master Host, come on! You are the No.1 in the cannon fodder team, and no one can break your 100% cannon fodder performance rate!" Two matchstick-like things protruded from the round light group, bending with difficulty Compared with a cheering gesture.

Habitually ignoring the noisy voice of 0937, Chen Heming looked around the space he was in now.

Very simple, this is Chen Heming's first impression.

It should be a small space in the bedroom where there is only room for a bed and an old desk with paint peeling off. The concrete wall facing the bed is nailed with a nail on the left and right, and a rusty wire is tangled up indiscriminately. A thread was drawn on the nail.

A few shirts and jeans that have been washed and turned white are hung on the wire, occupying half of it, and a few clean children's clothes are hung on the other half. It is not difficult to guess from the different styles and the half-new appearance. It was worn by other children and passed on to the little cannon fodder.

He is another poor and miserable cannon fodder, but fortunately he still loves cleanliness, and Chen Heming is barely satisfied with keeping this simple residence clean and tidy.

After all, he is cannon fodder. Even if he has a lot of money at the beginning, he is used to it in the end that he still has to contribute to the protagonist.

He took a picture in front of the palm-sized mirror on the table, and a handsome face was reflected in the mirror crossed by cracks.

Probably due to lack of nutrition, the young man's cheeks are thin, only a thin layer of soft flesh is piled up on the cheeks, and there are shallow nicks between the brows, showing the owner's sorrow for many years, if it is not for that pair of radiant black The eyes added a bit of vitality to this face, who would have thought that this was a young man in his early twenties just by looking at his expression?

"I changed my face again, but I still feel weird." Chen Heming tried to smile into the mirror, his bland, even barely delicate face suddenly came to life, and his round lychee eyes followed his smile Lightly raised, blunt eye ends, deep double eyelids, all of which show the master's aura.

"A very plastic face, what a pity..." It's a pity that if it grows on cannon fodder, it's not only useless, but it may also bring disaster.

After sighing, Chen Heming suppressed his smile, closed his eyes and opened them again, as if there was another person in front of the mirror.

Although it is still the same face, whether it is the numb eyes, the corners of the lips that are trying to lift up but not consciously, or the eyes that habitually look down and do not know what to avoid, the timid and timid posture is the same as the self-confidence a few seconds ago A smart man is a different person.

From now on, he will be Tanning Sheng, a conscientious and emotionless cannon fodder.

Opening the bedroom door, Chen Heming looked in front of the same dilapidated coffee table. Sure enough, just as in Shan Ningsheng's memory, the little cannon fodder was sitting obediently at the dining table drawing. Hearing the movement of Chen Heming opening the door, he had already blinked his big black grape-like eyes Looking over, the little boy looked forward to seeing everything in his watery eyes.

"Nao Nao, have you finished the meal your father left for you?" Chen Heming's eyes lit up when he saw the little one who was so white and tender, sitting on a small stool that was barely as tall as the dining table.Sure enough, human cubs who don't cry or fuss are the cutest!

"Dad, Nao Nao has finished eating, put the bowls in the sink, Nao Nao didn't wash himself after listening to Daddy's advice~"

The soft little milk voice was unconsciously protracted at the end, the short legs swayed in the air twice before stepping on the ground firmly, and opened two fat arms like short lotus root, and slapped to the ground. Chen Heming rushed forward.

"0937, did you hear that, he still speaks double words, eats by himself, and sits on a small bench without touching the ground, so cute, awsl!"

In order to maintain the character design, Chen Heming can only maintain a conventional gentleness, and the excitement and screams in his heart are all sent to 0937 through the soul link.

Facing the host who seemed to have lost his mind, the out-of-favor fat dumpling Doudou glanced contemptuously at the hateful human cub whose teeth hadn't even grown yet, and reminded coldly, "Master host, let me remind you, he is also on the same level as Tanning Sheng." Terrible cannon fodder, I suggest you not get too emotionally involved. Also, don’t you think your use of redundancies is disgusting?”

Chen Heming's gentle smile froze for a moment, "Fat Qiu, do you want to silence again?"

He casually patted the disappointing ball of light, bent down and opened his arms to catch the little cub who still smelled of milk, Chen Heming looked down at the cub who was eagerly praising him in his arms, and said, "Nao Nao is so good, dad likes to make trouble the most." gone."

"Nao Nao also likes Dad the most." The child seemed a little shy, his white and tender face turned pink, his big eyes glanced at Chen Heming, then quickly avoided, and then quickly took a sneak peek again, like a bird in the air A little hamster with its mouth poking its head.

Cute, think rua.

Lightly stroked the child's soft hair twice before Chen Heming withdrew his hand in full.

It's not that he is not determined, it's that Nao Nao is too cooperative, obediently raised his face and let him mess up his head and hair, and still smiled silly and chased his palm with his small head attached, without any sense of crisis .

"Father, are you happy today?" The round-headed child looked at him with sparkling eyes, but Chen Heming was puzzled by his sudden question.

"Isn't Dad happy every day?"

"It's not the same," Gao Dundun shook his head, then tilted his head to look into Chen Heming's eyes, "Daddy's eyes are brighter today, more beautiful than stars."

"Well, Nao Nao had a great meal today, of course Dad is happy." Chen Heming said softly and perfunctorily, carried Nao Nao to the small bench to draw again, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

While washing the dishes skillfully in his hands, Chen Heming paid some attention to the children who were quietly playing by themselves in the living room.Is he thinking too much?Or is Nao Nao too sensitive to detect the difference between him and Tan Ning?

"Master host, that little kid is just an ordinary human being, what he said just now must be just a coincidence." 0937 flew up and down up and down, dazzling and disturbing.

Taking another look at Nao Nao, Chen Heming couldn't help frowning when he thought of the child's final fate in his original memory.

The little devil with a super sweet smile is the adopted son of the original body, with a nickname of Nao Nao, and a big list of Leyan, a little cannon fodder who can be said to be worse than the original body.

Three years ago, Yuanshen had just sent away his only relative in the hospital. At that time, Tan Ningsheng was only an adult. The boy who should have been worrying about which cafeteria he would eat tomorrow at school had already dropped out of school. He owed a lot of debt, and in the end he didn't keep the only person who was kind to him.

When all thoughts were lost, Yuan body picked up Nao Nao, who was only one year old at the time, in the alley outside the hospital.

At that time, Nao Nao was stunned and didn't respond to Yuan Shen's questioning. Even if Yuan Shen wanted to take him to the police station to report the crime, he didn't resist at all, like a puppet without a soul.Yuanshen was so frightened that he hurriedly took people back to the hospital.

"Autistic?"

On the bench outside the hospital, the dejected young man looked down at the child in his arms who was self-absorbed and dazed, and his eyes fell on the yellow and thin face, "Are you abandoned because you were sick? It happened that I No one wants it anymore, if no one comes to look for you, then live with me, okay?"

"I promise, I will never abandon you."

"Okay." A small hoarse voice was barely audible in the wind, only the thin hand on the back of the young man's hand felt warm.