Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 838 Urban Life From Zero

Luo Binhan put his phone on the table and tapped on the armrest of the chair.Sitting opposite him was Momolo, looking at him sincerely and innocently.Luo Binhan has been looking at this sincere face for two hours, and he even counted Momolo's eyelashes six times.But none of the numbers are the same.

"Old Mo," said Luo Binhan, "I found that you have talking eyes."

"Thank you, Mr. Luo." Momolo replied.

The flask placed on Luo Binhan's legs moved.The pale green slime in the bottle rolled over, forming a small trumpet-shaped mouth.Miffy, who came from the volcanic cave, squirmed gently, and commented cautiously with this temporary mouth: "I don't think his eyes have the function of making sounds."

"Delete your mouth." Luo Binhan said.

The trumpet mouth melted into light green liquid protoplasm again, and slipped silently along the neck of the bottle back into the belly of the bottle.It is just a small piece that Robin Han scooped up from the vat on the Upsilon spacecraft. It is weak and weak until it eats enough nutrients, so this deformable cannibal has become quite low-key and obedient, so as not to be caught. Fina, who was staring at Luo Binhan's shoulder, ate it all at once.

Robin Han didn't want these two close friends to show up at his home in Lihai City, but Yale Liga seemed to think he needed Fina, and Jing Juan loaded a bottle of Miffy from Upsilon's spaceship.Luo Binhan didn't know the intention of the pirate leader, but he was determined not to let the cannibal eat in his hometown, and he would not let Fina eat the mucus of unknown origin.Miffy and Fina are troublesome enough, and he will never allow a new creature called Miffyna to appear in the world.

"Mr. Luo," Momolo said, blinking, "don't you want to go out and see your hometown?"

Luo Binhan continued to sit on the chair, calm and steady, yet another ruthless horse lizard.He stared blankly at Momolo, who was smiling with a pure light in his eyes.

"...Old Mo," Luo Binhan said again, "Your eyebrows are very sharp, and you seem to be smarter than your brother."

"Thank you, Mr. Luo! But senior Yupsilon is really an amazing guardian. Although his grades in cultural subjects are not good, his mind is actually very outstanding! Even senior Safaya said, 'Yupu Although Shillong is a rebel who makes his own people feel hopeless, at least most of the time he can also make his opponents feel hopeless! To be praised by someone as strict as Senior Safaya is enough to show that Senior is very amazing!"

Luo Binhan fell into a brief contemplation, trying to figure out whether Momolo really praised him, or was he secretly planning to touch the Spark Tower, or sign a fusion contract with the super ancient evil god—isn’t Asabamu also a kind of evil god? Combining with a bad thing with a dark heart like her has undoubtedly tarnished Momoro's pure nature.He could not help but sigh bitterly.

"Old Mo, you have fallen." He said to Momolo.

"Mr. Luo, why are you still sitting here?"

"You have fallen!" Luo Binhan emphasized loudly.

"We have been sitting here for two hours, Mr. Luo." Momolo asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or are you worried about your relatives and friends in your hometown? In short, please don't bear it alone! "

"I do not have."

"But you look really strange, Mr. Luo!"

"I'm normal, okay?" Robinhan said.He reached out and wanted to grab Fina and cover his face. The latter opened his fingers with his tail, jumped to the corner and continued to observe Miffy in the bottle.Before Luo Binhan could stick his head into the bottle containing Miffy, Momolo had rushed over, grabbed his hands excitedly and shouted: "Don't, Mr. Luo! Don't hurt yourself! No matter what kind of troubles you have, Please confide in me! I will always be here waiting!"

Luo Binhan shook his hands vigorously, but he couldn't shake off the caring grasp of the other party.At last he gave up, dropped his hands in despair, and slumped stiffly in his chair.Momolo looked at him tearfully, like a shriveled and dead cactus.

"Let go of your hand." Luo Binhan said weakly.

"I won't let go, Mr. Luo! You must live to see the person you miss! Didn't you just think about calling your family members! How could you die before reuniting with your family!"

"Mo," Luo Binhan said quietly, "I'm already dead."

"Don't talk stupidly, Mr. Luo! I will definitely not let you die!"

"I mean social."

Momolo blinked again.Luo Binhan slowly pointed to the mobile phone on the table, as if pointing at his own urn.Its screen is dark, quiet and mysterious.Momolo also followed his fingertips, and cast his extremely dignified gaze on the Pandora's Box.

"Mr. Luo, can I read what's inside?"

Robin Han nodded weakly.So Momolo held up the phone solemnly, retreated to his original seat, and nodded slowly at Luo Binhan.

"I see, Mr. Luo. Leave it to me, please. I'm going to open it now."

Luo Binhan said feebly: "The password is 1107."

Momolo entered the password with ease.The light from the phone's screen shone on his curious face, and he seemed to have no trouble understanding and operating the device.After studying for a while, he checked the missed calls on his phone.

"You have a lot of missed calls, Mr. Luo."

"Don't call back."

"Mr. Luo, what does this red dot mean?"

"It's a text message. It's someone texting you."

"can I see?"

Luo Binhan instinctively wanted to refuse.But his reason told him that he had to face it.He could either see it himself, or let Momolo see it for him.In fact, he had seen it with his own eyes two hours ago.Although he didn't open every text message, but quickly scanned from the list interface, the first line of those messages was enough to make his soul scream.He felt the words were like a cursed videotape, and if he looked at it any more, he would contract the deadly smallpox virus and die of a heart attack within seven days.

He smiled kindly and erratically at Momolo and said, "Look."

"Then here I go, Mr. Luo!"

Momoro began tapping and swiping the screen rapidly, as fast as an automatic program.Before Luo Binhan clutched his chest to take a few breaths, he had already put the mobile phone on his lap, then put his chest on his hips, nodded solemnly and said, "I'm done watching, Mr. Luo."

"Ah."

"Most of them are advertisements and commercial notifications, phone bill payment notifications, bank deposit notifications and credit card business reminders..."

Hearing this, Luo Binhan's hand covering his chest relaxed a little, and his breathing almost became smoother.But Mo Moluo immediately said: "There is also a long condolence letter sent to you by your family, Mr. Luo! Everyone really misses you very much. Since Mr. Luo, you are embarrassed to read it yourself, let me read it for you." These precious words! The first letter is from Ms. Yu Qingshu, the content is: Hanhan, now is the second week since you disappeared, my mother has been thinking..."

Luo Binhan pounced on him and pressed his mouth, threatening sharply: "If you think about it again, I'll commit suicide!"

Momolo blinked aggrievedly twice.His eyes were full of confusion, but when Luo Binhan carefully let go of his hand, he really closed his mouth tightly.Luo Binhan fell back into the chair in relief, and buried his face under the palms of his hands.

"Mr. Luo?"

"Well," Luo Binhan said, "I'm alive. Just don't read it."

"Mr. Luo, don't you want to know what everyone said to you during this time?"

"I know what they're going to say... I can basically guess everything."

"However, these text messages were all marked with red dots before I opened them. This is what Mr. Luo means, you haven't read it yet, right? If you haven't actually read it, how can you be sure that your guess is true? Just now, Mr. Luo You act so scared, it must be because you feel that everyone is blaming you for leaving without saying goodbye? But the fact is not like that at all, everyone just cares about you."

"That's what I don't want," Robin Han said.His words came out of his mouth, completely without thinking.When Momolo looked over with his eyes wide open, he seemed to realize what he had just said.

"I can guess what they want to say." He said before Momolo said, "If you don't believe me, we can try it—I can tell you who sent me a message and what they said Content. I guess what they said, and you can tell me if it's true or not. How? But you can't read me the specifics."

It wasn't a very reasonable request, but Momolo agreed with his usual enthusiasm.So Luo Binhan put the flask containing Miffy back on the table—he was sure that Miffy was eavesdropping at the moment—then he sat on the chair dumbly and began to think.

"Well... the first person," he said, "is named Yu Qingshu in the note, and I guess she is the one who sent me the most messages."

"Yes. She is Mr. Luo's mother, right? She is really a lady who loves children. I send long messages to you, Mr. Luo, almost every week..."

"She wants to know my whereabouts." Luo Binhan interrupted him, "She said she would wait for me to write back to her, and would continue to look for me. Then she would talk about her recent experience and what she remembered about me. When I was a kid. She would say that at all the holidays. And she would talk about my sister."

Momolo just blinked quietly after he finished saying this.From the confused reaction of the Yongguang Clan, Luo Binhan knew that he had guessed right.He didn't want to give Momolo too many opportunities to ask questions on this point.

"The second person," he continued, "is Yu Xiaorong. Do you know who she is?"

"Mr. Luo's sister, right?"

"Yeah. She'd message me, at least three or four times, I guess, but it must have been in the first few weeks of my disappearance. And if she'd messaged me in the days before, I'd had The verification code, that's what she did too."

"It's true, Mr. Law! But why?"

Luo Binhan said calmly: "Ya want to steal my social account."

This is just the second person, and there seems to be a trace of admiration in Momolo's eyes.Luo Binhan patted his thigh, and continued nonchalantly: "The third person, note is Mal. Do you know him too?"

Robinham thought Momolo would tell Malcolm's full name, but Momolo shook his head.

"I don't remember this person, Mr. Luo."

"Didn't you finish watching me?" Luo Binhan asked a little angrily.

"No, Mr. Luo, although Mr. Luo included your most precious memories as part of Sen Luo's form when we merged, information such as names or identities are not considered important information. All I see are Mr. Luo, the images and emotions you remember most deeply."

Luo Binhan didn't want to think about the pictures he remembered the most. The woolen doll in the shape of a giraffe toothbrush was still lying in his bedroom on the Silence.He continued blankly: "Malcolm is Yu Xiaorong's father."

"That's Mr. Luo's stepfather!"

"Well... well, we don't usually call it that. But he will also send me a message, definitely after Yu Xiaorong's first message. The content will not be very long, and he will not ask me what happened, just Like normal greeting texts...he might ask me when I'm going to go for a drive with him again, or go to the shooting range, or something like that."

Of course he guessed right again.

"The fourth person," said Luo Binhan, "well... his name is Luo Jiaotian."

"Is it Mr. Luo's father?"

"It can be regarded as half," Luo Binhan said modestly: "He is the incomplete successor of my father's blueprint. Generally, I would respectfully call him my younger brother for a person like this."

"But Mr. Luo, doesn't younger brother mean junior?"

Luo Binhan raised his head, looked at the ceiling and said calmly, "His test scores can give me a senior position."

"There is no such thing, Mr. Luo! No matter how much senior Upsilon's test scores make us despair, senior will always be my senior!"

"Too filial!" Luo Binhan said, "He will not send me a message of more than twenty characters. Three sentences at most. No address. Will not use the word 'I'. He will not ask me where I am going, or Why go. He just asks when will he be back."

"Mr. Luo," Momolo asked a little sadly, "is the relationship between your two brothers not very good?"

"No, it's not bad. Why do you ask?"

"If it's a close brother, why are you so distant?"

Luo Binhan shook his head and said, "That's two different things."

"I don't understand, Mr. Luo."

Luo Binhan felt a little wet under the nails of his left hand.He held up his left hand, gazed at the fingertips and said, "He doesn't feel like he has a position."

"position?"

"The position is..." Luo Binhan said, "the fifth person, Xie Zhenwan. She is Luo Jiaotian's mother. She posted it at least twice, one at the beginning and one at the end of the year. Both times will be very long, but not about Her own content, is that so?"

"Yes. Ms. Xie Zhenwan is also very concerned about you, Mr. Luo, and has been saying that if you don't come back, the family will have no backbone. And she keeps apologizing to you..."

"It's not about her." Luo Binhan said, "There's no need for her to do this."

He didn't feel anything wrong with his tone of voice, but Momolo kept staring at him.That gaze made Luo Binhan suffer a lot.His longing for returning to his hometown seemed to turn into a puff of scorched black smoke in those clear eyes.The names that came out of Momolo's mouth seemed unreal at all, and it made him feel especially torn, and, guilty.He put his hand in front of his face in a little embarrassment, trying to hypnotize himself that this was the bridge room of the Silence.That was a little more difficult, since Joan and Allerica were not there.

"Mr. Luo, actually, Ms. Xie Zhenwan mentioned in the message she sent..."

"The sixth person is Luo Yao." Luo Binhan said, "Luo Yao. Well, it's not his current name, it was changed once in the middle. That's not important. He will give me a message once. After everyone's message. He will say, Well, he would say this: It’s good for young people to go out and experience a little bit, and don’t have to worry about things at home. He would say that as if nothing happened.”

The feeling of being torn apart finally reached its peak after Luo Binhan said this.He sat there motionless, wondering if he could bear that name out of Momolo's mouth.It is about ok.For the years will pass.The possibilities of life are endless, and people's ability to accept will expand accordingly. He never thought that one day Momolo would sit on the sofa in his living room with a triumphant and joyful smile on his face... a triumphant smile ?
Yes.It was indeed a triumphant smile.I saw Mo Moluo holding up the mobile phone high, as if holding a sword and ready to strike.

"You guessed wrong, Mr. Luo!" He said happily, "This person sent you two messages! The second message said that he has planned to transfer all the shares of a company to you, and wait for you When I come back, I will start preparing for the listing of the group! In addition, I said that I have arranged a very suitable marriage for you! You see, Mr. Luo, the love between family members is beyond imagination, even you can't guess it completely!"

Luo Binhan stared at him like a wood carving or stone sculpture.In his gloomy gaze, which seemed to be blown from the depths of hell, Momolo's joyful smile gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Luo," the Yongguang family asked anxiously, "What does it mean for the group to go public?"

"It's a good thing." Luo Binhan said.

"What about equity?"

"It's also a good thing."

"Then presumably marriage is also a good thing!"

"Correct."

"That would be really great! But, exactly what kind of good thing is it?"

Luo Binhan stood up from the armchair and looked around the apartment where he had just stayed for less than half a day.He strode to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and took a last look at the quiet city garden of Lihai City in the afternoon, as well as the buildings and streets lined up outside the garden.

"The good thing is," he announced grimly, "we're going to take off on the Silence tonight."

(End of this chapter)