[Comprehensive] There is a problem in this world

A normal person wouldn't keep a lively penis in his pocket, so Zhong Zixing turned around and left indifferently.

I don't know if it's not good or why, but the little spider didn't retreat with her, but squatted next to Deadpool's scum.When Zhong Zixing turned around and came back, he saw him squatting on the spot with some melancholy, looking at the snow, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't think too much about it." Zhong Zixing said, "This kind of thing will happen sooner or later."

She didn't know what Peter was thinking, but it was always right not to let him get into a corner, so she simply raised her hand and turned his hat up, letting the fluff of the brim drown him.

"OKOKOK, I see." Peter finally struggled out of his fur, raised his head while muttering, and was suddenly startled: "What are you going to do?!"

"Sweep back, I can't let this thing continue to dance." Zhong Zixing stood in front of him leaning on the broom, shrugging boredly.

She raised the broom, closed her eyes and brushed it a few times to sweep the thing into the dustpan, and walked back to the hotel with the dustpan in hand.

After defeating the boss, life will continue. Although it seems a bit abrupt to change from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, Zhong Zixing has always been very calm. The most important thing in engineering is to be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts. It is good to reflect on it after finishing it , anyway, tomorrow is another day.

She picked up the previous topic seriously: "Las Vegas... Do you want to earn pocket money?"

There's always been that urban legend - just go to Las Vegas with a dollar, bet on odds and evens, win 28 times in a row, and you'll win the whole city.

If you take Pete Rowanda Iris to Las Vegas... Maybe this legend will come true.

But in this kind of mixed universe, there must be precautions against people with special abilities...

Zhong Zixing thought more and more, and in the end he became excited because of this idea, and immediately discussed it with Peter happily, and finally got a "what" face from the other party, so he could only let it go with regret.

They emptied Deadpool into trash bags, shoved them in closets in their rooms, and felt relieved when they slammed on the door.

Zhong Zixing stopped by to say hello to Aunt Mei after soaking in the hot spring. When she came back, Iris was already arguing with Kuaiyin in the room, and Wanda continued to have a headache by the window, wishing she could throw Kuaiyin out of the window.

Zhong Zixing, who was standing by the door, couldn't help laughing at the noisy scene in the room.

Peter quickly brought lunch from downstairs, Zhong Zixing broke up all the furniture into mosaics and piled them in the corner, and several people sat cross-legged on the floor of the room, eating and chatting in a circle.Zhong Zixing asked the next few people what they were doing these two days.

The Quicksilver Red Witch knew nothing about the adventures that Zhong Zixing had experienced in the past two days. Iris picked up the phone and told them that she was in trouble, and they led the mission to find her.But I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck, except for encountering magical animals like unicorns, they had nothing to gain. Now that Zhong Zixing came back by himself, they were relieved to play.

Iris knew that the troubles she encountered were not simple, and she also had some understanding of her experiences. Finally, when she received the news, she simply rode a motorcycle across the snow forest to find her.But she doesn't care much about Zhong Zixing's purpose, she just provides unconditional support and help, and doesn't care about the means used to achieve the purpose.

... As for the little spider, everyone treated him as a fragile human being, and thoughtfully helped him minimize the danger before letting him run away.

Seeing his gloomy eyes, Zhong Zixing was about to laugh like crazy.

[It ended up letting him run away, but it's okay, I put a tracker on him. ] Iris talked about the follow-up by the way, understating it like asking Jarvis to play a dance song.

"..." Several people were left speechless by the cruelty of the little mechanical princess.

[Still playing DND! ] Iris raises her hand.

"Play!"

It’s just that there is no Sith this time, and props are of course unnecessary. Iris has created a bunch of miniature mechanical creatures, but seeing their rampage and fighting spirit, the others agree instantly, rushing to politely reject Iris’s proposal. kindness.

It is more difficult to form a team of five, and finally decided to rotate.In the first round, Iris became her own family, Wanda Pietro was bound, and Zhong Zixing and Peter secretly teamed up to trick them.When Kuaiyin was found to be cheating, Iris quickly teamed up with Zhong Zixing and the others to kill this guy, and then started a battle with Wanda and won the final victory.

After three rounds, the boys were kicked into one group, and they were quickly kicked out before they had time to communicate. The remaining three girls fought on the battlefield. In the end, Iris won with her ruthless decision-making strategy.

Several people were having fun when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room.

As soon as Kuaiyin opened the door and came back, his eyes were still fixed on the dice: "What time was it just thrown?"

But as long as he was so focused, the others couldn't help but look up when they heard the door opening.

It was Sith who knocked on the door.

Zhong Zixing looked up and saw that it was Sith, and was a little surprised in his heart for a moment.

Her eyes lingered on him, a little hesitant.

The young man still had a gloomy face, he glanced at them sitting on the ground, his eyebrows trembled, and he sneered, his irony was self-evident.

It seemed that he just came to say hello, and after taking a look at them, he closed the door and went out, leaving only a few people staring at each other, condensed in the room.

"Is there a problem?" Peter asked, noticing Zhong Zixing's hesitation.

"Hmm..." Zhong Zixing looked away and smiled softly.

"I thought he couldn't get it back by himself."

After all, this was just an episode, Zhong Zixing didn't care about it after thinking about it for a while, and continued to fight with his friends.

The afternoon passed quickly, before the end of the game they confirmed the itinerary, the next stop - San Francisco.

"Is there something wrong with this spelling?" Zhong Zixing noticed San Francisco's English for the first time, and always felt that it was a little different from what he remembered.

[No, that's it. ] Iris denied her doubts, [But there...]

She thought about it and shrugged.

[The painting style of that city is different from that of the whole world. ]

Zhong Zixing: "...?"

Wait, besides her, is there anything else that has a different style of painting from the whole world?Or a whole city?

With such doubts in mind, Zhong Zixing helped clean up the mess, bid farewell to several people and went upstairs to return to his room.

The problem exposed this time is quite big, and it is too embarrassing to be knocked down by the chemical gas. The chemical student has lost all face, begging Iris to help update the equipment... Zhong Zixing looked up while thinking.

Then she freezes.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the window sill, and outside the window was the crimson snow-capped mountains embraced by the sunset. The young man sat in front of the window with his legs crossed, holding the paper between his pale and slender fingers, and the evening wind lifted the fine hair on the side of his face, The drooping lashes cast shadows under the eyes.

His eyes swept over lightly, because the angle shimmered into the sparkling water of Lake Huron.

Zhong Zixing: ...

She looked at the computer on the table again, and then at Sith with a leisurely look on his lap with a travel guide spread out.

...Is this product fake?

With Sith's level of Internet addiction, he would actually give up the computer to read travel guides? ? ?

The scene in front of her left Zhong Zixing in a state of confusion. She and Sith stared at each other silently for a few seconds before forcing their eyes away. While wondering what was wrong with Sith's character design, she opened the closet——

In the next second, Zhong Zixing closed the wardrobe door expressionlessly.

She stood in front of the closet, pressed her fingers between her eyebrows, and lowered her head to think about life.

Okay, now there are two unidentified creatures in her room.

One is an Internet addiction house that is suddenly Wenqing.

One is the suddenly cute Huang Baojian.

At this moment, the wardrobe door was knocked with a "dong dong", as if something was hitting the door in the wardrobe, Zhong Zixing made a painful decision before opening the wardrobe door.

She controlled the plastic bag and lifted it up, without even looking at Sith, she walked out of the room with one hand and one foot.

The plastic bag was struggling and shaking in her hand, and Zhong Zixing suddenly had a familiar feeling, as if when he was a child, he went to the vegetable market with his mother to buy vegetables, and he bought live fish and carried it in his hand...

When they got downstairs, Zhong Zixing silently knocked on Peter's door.

She showed him the contents of the plastic bag.

"Uh..." Peter was also rarely silent for a while.

"Can I apply to take out the trash?" Zhong Zixing asked sincerely.

Peter looked at her with an indescribable look.

"Well, I know it's not possible." Seeing this, Zhong Zixing could only shrug his shoulders, "The good news is that his vocal cords haven't grown well yet, I think we can still be clean for a while."

Peter waved his hand weakly: "Give him to me, I'll talk to Pietro, put him here first..."

...Until he grows up, I don't need to say this and I don't want to say it.

Zhong Zixing beat him mercilessly: "It will be at least a few days before he can run and jump, can you take this," she shook the plastic bag, "can you take it on the plane?"

As if in response to the occasion, at this moment the plastic bag shook, and the bottom broke open with a "crash", and the little bitch and a pile of scum fell out together, splashing on the corridor floor.

Xiao Xiaojian pulled her tiny hands and feet, and flopped on the floor like a fish. Because her vocal cords hadn't grown well, she could only make a vague whining sound, but her movements were fast, and she could slip far away with a swish. .

"..." Zhong Zixing held his forehead in pain.

I don't know why, but she has a sense of déjà vu developed by playing idle games. After just putting it on for a long time, she has evolved from a dick to a little cheap... And judging from this performance, she may not have a good brain.

In the end, the little spider resigned to his fate and took Xiao Xiaojian back, while Zhong Zixing was still unable to extricate himself from the psychological trauma. Thinking about the Wen Qing upstairs, he felt that life was hopeless.

After thinking about it, she simply took the computer from upstairs, knocked on the door of her friends with a smile, and extended warm greetings to them.

"Did you do your Christmas homework yet?"

"..." The three fell into silence.

A few minutes later, the restaurant of the hotel was occupied by a group of four rushing homework and Iris, who was doing nothing.Wanda and Pietro scratched their heads at the small composition assigned by the professor; Peter typed with his old notebook, seeing their miserable appearance, kindly went over to help; Zhong Zixing plugged in the earphones and listened While writing a small essay while singing, my ten fingers habitually rest on the keyboard, and the keys automatically make a crackling sound.

[Do you want me to modify your computer? ] The bored Iris finally couldn't help poking Peter.

"Is it okay? No problem at all, thanks." Peter was a little surprised.

Zhong Zixing raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Iris put her hands on Peter's old computer, posing in a power-strengthening posture, and immediately understood what she wanted to do.

Iris is the highest product of cutting-edge technology, and Iris looks down on backward technology. I think Peter's old computer has been distasteful for a long time... The problem is that after her transformation, this computer will also become a Transformer, right?

She was speechless for a few seconds, seeing that Wanda and the others had an idea and didn't need Peter's help, she asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Peter was waiting for Iris to transform. Hearing this, he glanced at Zhong Zixing's screen: "Just watch the two public lectures and write a summary. It's okay. I'll wait."

"If you're not too small, I'll give you half of the screen first?" Zhong Zixing felt that Iris still needs a while, and it happened that the two of them didn't conflict with each other, so he simply pushed the computer over, took off the earphones and handed them to Peter, " What's the URL?"

Of course, the little spider has no objection to her suggestion.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out a hand and typed the website address, his gaze stayed on the reflective screen for a while, and he pressed Enter to type.

Zhong Zixing adjusted the document and the browser to occupy half of the screen, turned off the player, and was glimpsed by the people around him: "Lefthandfree? Hey, I like this song."

"Then I guessed it right." Zhong Zixing swept his eyes away, his eyes bent, "I also think you will like this."

The activity of making up homework continued until footsteps sounded at the restaurant door.

In the beginning, the few people were all focused and didn't pay attention to who came in, until the visitor sat next to them, tapped his index finger on the table, and said coolly: "Good evening."

"..." Zhong Zixing almost rolled off the chair.

She managed to maintain her balance, raised her head in horror, and looked at Sith opposite.

How could he leave the room?

The twins' understanding of Sith was just a perfunctory lie. The distant cousin and so on couldn't detect the problem. Iris didn't know much about his dead house personality, but Zhong Zixing and Peter, who knew more, were already stunned. .

Is this product fake?

Facing Zhong Zixing's horrified expression, Sith paused indiscernibly when he tapped on the table, his eyes quickly scanned himself, then he got up abruptly, and walked out of the restaurant with a cold face.

"Inexplicable." Kuaiyin muttered.

... Zhong Zixing felt the same way.

She stared at the direction where Sith disappeared for a while, then suddenly pushed the seat away and stood up: "I'll go and have a look."

Intuition has always been excluded from the category of "reliable" because it is difficult to grasp. Zhong Zixing is not too confident that her intuition must be accurate, but to her, it is just a try.

She stopped at the door of the restaurant.

The scenery in the field of vision melted silently, the blurred edges shone with bright silver moonlight, and the arcs and curves were cut and covered by horizontal and vertical lines, turning into a pure pixel world.

Zhong Zixing thought, this scene is quite funny.

When the world in her eyes changes suddenly, it seems to the outside world that it is so calm from beginning to end, without any sign of collapse. She has a vision that is completely different from everyone else, and she cannot share it with others, nor can it be understood by others.

In the pixelated field of vision, Sith's back quickly blurred, turning into a strange mosaic.

Zhong Zixing stood on the spot and looked at him without any change in expression. She did not move until his figure completely disappeared at the corner of the stairs, but it was as simple as turning around and walking back to the restaurant.

OK, now the Sith are fake.

Replacing acquainted people with strangers is a routine of horror movies. Ordinary people will probably be scared for a long time, but Zhong Zixing has no such worries.

What worries her most now is the identity of the other party.

There have always been a lot of weird things in Gravity Spring. It is also possible if there are monsters that can imitate people. Besides, there is not everything in the United States. It is not surprising that there is an Elven Hotel.

Should it be fortunate that the Sith were replaced?Only the Infinity Gem can be seen by her. If it's someone else...

Thinking of this, Zhong Zixing's breathing tightened.

The original idea of ​​directly killing and smashing the other party was overthrown in an instant. In order not to fall into the routine of horror movies, the most urgent task is to quickly ask the unknown creature upstairs how to identify them, so as to prevent the next time it is tricked.

But the interrogation pressed, is any of them good at this?

Zhong Zixing had a headache thinking about it, and the frequency of tapping the table with his fingertips was getting faster and faster. Finally, he inadvertently knocked a hole in the table, and he was stunned for a second and hurriedly filled it.

She glanced at her companion secretly, and they were all so absorbed in doing their homework that they didn't notice her hesitation.

Well, think differently.Who can guarantee to restrain an unknown creature while forcing out information?

Zhong Zixing is seriously considering the countermeasures, but the supplementary homework team over there has begun to fall apart. Wanda is so sleepy that he can't support himself and falls on the table if he doesn't pay attention. Pietro immediately has a reason to throw away the homework and say "I send She went back to the room" and disappeared with Wanda.

"Then... good night?" Peter noticed that the restaurant was almost empty, and suggested tentatively.

"Well, good night." Zhong Zixing knocked on the table, thinking quickly in her mind whether she needs help for the next plan - she feels that she still needs a little lower limit, and somehow she can't do things like torture...

As she thought about it, her gaze involuntarily drifted to the display wine cabinet at the other end of the restaurant.

Because alcohol consumption has always been exaggerated, alcohol, which is an emotional catalyst for many people, has no effect on Zhong Zixing, so generally speaking, she just uses alcohol as a tool to sort out emotions, stripping away the shame and sense of proportion that normal people should have ...

It's like a prop for self-hypnosis, as long as you see that anchor, familiar emotions will come one after another, just like old friends are invited.

The ups and downs of his heart gradually calmed down, the sound of knocking on the table became more and more slow, Zhong Zixing let out a breath, and suddenly the wind blew in his ears.

"He said he was looking for you." Kuaiyin put the person in his hand in front of Zhong Zixing, made a face, and pulled Peter away in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Zixing: ...

I was still talking about the lower limit a second ago, and now the lower limit is here.

"Oh, I haven't been this small for many years." Deadpool, who has evolved into a three-headed body, put a brown paper bag on his head, and two eye sockets were cut out of the paper bag. He was wrapped in a bath towel and shook on the table, as if feeling Take the trouble, just sit down and say, "Little Xingxing, see how much I sacrificed for you..."

"..." Zhong Zixing looked coldly at the way he bowed his head while talking, and felt that the "little" he said might mean something else.

"Are you here to apologize to me?" She interrupted him with an expectant look on her face.

Deadpool: "What?"

Zhong Zixing was indifferent for a moment: "Oh, that's none of your business."

Although she didn't know the other party's intentions, Zhong Zixing didn't intend to speculate. She was definitely not as good as Deadpool in terms of chaos. This person's brain is a black hole, and it's over if he leads the rhythm.

But guess what, probably came to see what was going on with her.

"One question for one condition," she held up a finger, "later you will help me torture someone."

"Sm? Oh, I like this." Deadpool whistled, obviously very interested, so he readily agreed to the exchange.

He slapped his chest righteously: "I helped you with this favor! Let me think about what I want to ask..."

Zhong Zixing breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for him to ask about his ability.

However, Deadpool said surprisingly: "Little Xingxing, do you want a boyfriend?"

Feeling that if the answer is not good, he will be pulled into a strange rhythm, Zhong Zixing became vigilant, frowned and thought for a while: "This question... I don't know, I will skip this question."

"..." Deadpool was taken aback by her frank behavior.

"Next?" Zhong Zixing urged.

"No, no, no," Deadpool reacted, shaking his head like a rattle, and analyzed to her solemnly, "You are not kind and I can't be kind, otherwise this is not an insult to your personality, come on Come on let's even Oh, hey, staying up late is not good for growing taller, I have to go to bed." Then he turned and left.

Zhong Zixing: "..."

Before she could decide whether to stop her or not, Deadpool suddenly came back, laying on the table with his hands on his chin, and asked familiarly: "How about I prepare some props for you, and you can do it yourself, Little Xingxing?"

Zhong Zixing: "This..."

Deadpool didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he raised his hand, and somehow a pile of messy things spread out on the table.

"I have treasured them for many years! Little Xing Xing, you have made a lot of money! You have to work hard to be worthy of them!" He was heartbroken.

Zhong Zixing... Zhong Zixing stared at the table of SM props like a ghost.

Handcuffs, ropes, vibrating eggs, candles, whips, fake dicks, gags, butt plugs, chastity belts...she couldn't recognize the rest.

Hey, is this bad? ? ?

But this way...it is indeed less psychologically stressful than real torture.

Facing a table of mysterious items that will be coded, Zhong Zixing couldn't help but start to wander.

"That's it." She put away her thoughts, and her eyes fell on the short leather whip on the side.

The leather whip is not completely soft and flexible, but the elasticity is also good, and the fragment-like lines meander on the leather surface.

Zhong Zixing chose this one because she was familiar with it—although Fifty Shades of Gray has never watched the plot because she dislikes Mary Sue, but the cutscene editing is always inevitable to understand, not to mention that Queen Irene's jewels are in front of it?

She gestured at the whip, and felt that it was not easy to carry it anywhere due to the length limit. After thinking for a long time, she simply ordered the whip to fold and fold it, and used it to tie a ponytail for herself.

"Wow, are you serious?" Deadpool looked at her attire and shook his head, "You're not serious, but I think you are. Should I wish you a hole-in-one?"

Zhong Zixing straightened his hair and snapped his fingers: "Just wait quietly."

With the prop set provided by Deadpool, she staggered upstairs, intending to have a harmonious conversation with the person in the room pretending to be a Sith.

Before entering, she knocked on the door specially.

"Good evening," she asked politely, "may I come in?"

At the same time, an intersection outside Gravity Spring.

The thin black-haired young man stood under the road sign, looking up and carefully reading the words on the road sign.

However, within a few seconds, an uncontrollable look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Sith lowered his head and looked at the map in his hand, and then at the road signs. After a moment of silence, he folded the map neatly and put it in his pocket.

...if he remembers correctly.

He has been to this intersection three times.