I feed on gods.

Chapter 372 A house, let's go!

Boom!Boom!
Lin Baici knocked on the door.

After waiting for a few seconds, Lin Baici pushed the door open and went in without hearing the Fat House Monster speak.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the Fat House Monster was piled up on the gaming chair like a mountain of meat, wearing headphones and playing games intently.

Lin Baici walked over and put his handle on the table. When he was hesitating whether to interrupt the fat house monster, the game character controlled by this guy was killed.

"Xiba!"

The fat house monster cursed, and smashed the mouse on the table in a venting manner.

boom!
The mouse is broken.

The fat house monster turned his head angrily, and glared at Lin Baici: "What are you doing here?"

"Give it away!"

Lin Baici pouted his lips, signaling the Fat House Monster to look at the table.

"On a?"

Fat House was annoyed: "Get out, come to me after you find all the figurines, and disturb me playing games again, I will screw your head off."

"Look at this first."

Lin Baici handed over the original drawing.

The fat house monster looked suspicious and didn't want to answer it at first, but when his eyes fell on the white paper and saw Jin Meiting's character design, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This character is so well drawn!

The Fat House Monster took it over and began to browse through it.

call!
In Lin Baici's heart, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly. As long as the fat house monster starts to watch, he can guarantee that the other party will be addicted to it.

After all, this manga was the most popular and very popular after it came out, and it has passed the market, or it has passed the test of nerds.

Xia Hongyao thinks this manga is not good, it is because she is a girl, her sense of aesthetics and interests are completely different from those of an otaku.

For Fat House Monster, is the plot important?
unimportant!
The plot is good-looking, which is the icing on the cake. The most important thing is the painting style and character design. To put it bluntly, just looking at the painting style makes people unable to resist saving screenshots and using them to generate electricity from time to time.

“Coffee paired with a masterpiece is a wonderful treat!”

Lin Baici took out the thermos cup containing the coffee and poured a cup for the Fat House Monster: "Come on, try it, it's delicious!"

The Fat House Monster waved his hand, refused, picked up the Fat House Happy Water on the table, raised his head and took a swig.

belch!
After the fat house monster let out a foul breath, he continued to read the manga.

"..."

Lin Baici felt uncomfortable. It would be great if this was a petty bourgeoisie. She would definitely drink coffee instead of Coke, but he still has a trick.

Taking out the cigarette case from his pocket, Lin Baici lit one himself first.

He doesn't actually smoke, but he is afraid of being rejected by the fat house monster again, so he can only let him smoke second-hand smoke first to arouse his addiction.

It's a pity that this method is useless.

Cough!

The fat house monster coughed twice, stretched out a big hand like a pig's hoof, and slapped his nose: "I'm choking to death, go out and smoke!"

Okay!

It's a fat house monster who doesn't smoke!
Lin Baici can no longer use two items that increase his favorability, which is really annoying. As for the lover's lipstick?

Don't look at Fat House Monster's big greasy face, as long as the other party is a man, Lin Baici never thought of using it.

But this small setback is harmless, because the manga is so good that Fat Man is completely immersed in it.

"Cough! Cough!"

Lin Baici coughed hard twice, he secretly glanced at the fat house monster, and was worried that the other party would be suspicious, but he didn't expect it.

So he sat on the sofa in the room, climbed on the coffee table and continued to draw manga.

……

Xia Hongyao, who had been listening intently and worried, was relieved when she heard a cough coming from the room, and immediately pushed the plug of the oven into the socket.

slap!

The current flashed and was connected.

Xia Hongyao confirmed that the lid of the oven was opened to the limit, and then pressed the switch.

The temperature in the air began to rise.

The Fat House Monster finished reading the original sketch of Chapter [-], and couldn't wait to look at Lin Baici: "Is there any more?"

"Here!"

Lin Baici pointed to the eighteen blank sheets of paper on the coffee table.

In such a short time, Lin Baici drew another sentence.

"Did you draw this cartoon?"

The fat man was surprised, and looked Lin Baici up and down: "I didn't realize that you are a cartoonist, a greasy boy?"

Although the vocabulary used was not very good, the fat house monster's attitude eased a lot.

As an otaku, it still respects cartoonists, after all, the works created by these people are its daily spiritual food.

"What other works have you painted?"

The Fat House Monster stretched out his big hand and wiped his armpits. For some reason, the air suddenly became hot, and his body was covered in stinky sweat.

"This line is too complicated, I haven't made my debut yet!"

Lin Baici sighed.

"That's such a pity. If you publish a comic, I will definitely buy a set to support it!"

Fat House Freak is good.

"Can you give me some suggestions?"

Lin Baici also felt some heat, but with Savage Honey smeared on his body, it was not a big problem.

"Draw more harshly!"

The fat house monster shook the original drawing in his hand: "Big ass, long legs, black silk, high heels, every frame!"

"..."

Lin Baici looked at the serious discussion expression of the Fat House Monster, and gained a new understanding of how wretched this guy is.

Crunch!

Fat House Monster got off the gaming chair, swaying from side to side, like a moving emperor penguin, walked to Lin Baici, picked up the comics on the coffee table, and started to read them.

"Beautiful painting style!"

The Fat House Monster exclaimed: "Leader Jin Meiting is an eternal god!"

After speaking, it stuck out its big tongue and licked it.

"My Nima..."

Lin Baici didn't expect the Fat House Monster to do such a thing, but it's okay.

The more addicted you are, the smoother your plans will go.

The fat house monster quickly finished reading, and looked at Lin Baici eagerly: "Hurry up and draw!"

"I try my best!"

Lin Baici was also worried, if the fat house monster could not be solved by this plan, and he still had to fight in the end, his divine power would be wasted on soul sketching.

The Fat House Monster took two steps and fell onto the sofa.

Crunch!Crunch!
On the sofa full of debris, there was an overwhelmed sound.

"It's okay if you can't get out of the world. You can live in this apartment with peace of mind in the future, just draw this comic for me. You don't have to pay the rent. If you don't have food, come and find me!"

The fat house monster takes everything: "If I have a bite to eat, I can't do without you!"

For cartoonists, still have to be generous.

"Thank you, landlord brother!"

Lin Baici chuckled and handed over the coffee: "Come, have a taste!"

This time, the Fat House Monster did not refuse.

He stretched out his fat hand, took it, and took a big sip.

It recognized Lin Baici, which is to give it face.

But why is it getting hotter and hotter in this room?

The fat house monster casually grabbed an unwashed vest from the sofa, and began to wipe his neck, head and face.

A lot of sweat, dripping out.

Fat House became strange, found the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, turned the temperature to the lowest, and a gust of cool wind blew out immediately.

"Fuck, isn't this thing a taboo thing?"

Lin Baici was worried for a few minutes, until the temperature of the room did not drop, and then he was relieved.

"Why is it so hot?"

The Fat House Monster went to the refrigerator, took two bottles of mineral water, carefully unscrewed the lids, and put the bottle next to Lin Baici.

"You draw slowly, I'll go out to get some fresh air!"

The fat house monster couldn't take it anymore, and his whole body was already sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Lin Baici definitely couldn't let the Fat House Monster go out, otherwise his success would fall short, so he quickly found an excuse to keep him: "Do you think there is any room for improvement in the plot?"

Lin Baici humbly asked for advice.

The Fat House Monster is obviously also a master who is good at being a teacher, and immediately began to express his opinions: "Add a few more female characters to give Brother Hao a chance to show his masculinity."

"It would be even better if there was another tauren bridge!"

The Fat House Monster kept wiping his sweat.

Not only the Fat House Monster's room, but the entire top floor of 18 is heating up rapidly, especially after the oven is preheated, the temperature leaps into the sky like wings, and flies up quickly.

In the corridor, the tender meat began to dehydrate, shriveled, and turned brown. Those meat strips hanging from the ceiling like willow branches were all smoking, like sausages on the grill.

A smell of barbecue began to permeate the corridor.

Xia Hongyao huddled at the stairs, stretched her head to look around, and saw that the fat house monster hadn't left the room until now, feeling that this tactic might work.

"Anyway, paint more harshly!"

After the Fat House Monster finished speaking, he gurgled and drank a few more mouthfuls of water. It wiped off its sweat and looked at Lin Baici suspiciously: "Aren't you hot?"

"hot!"

Lin Baici also took a sip of water: "But I want to finish this work quickly and get your comments!"

I've complimented you so much, you still have the nerve to leave?

The Fat House Monster was very moved. Its life was a failure. No one had ever looked at it seriously. Now that a person values ​​his opinion so much, it feels respected.

"Don't worry, I will come up with the best idea and let you publish it successfully!"

The fat house monster walked to the bookshelf, found a book "How to Become a Best-selling Cartoonist", and began to read it.

It once aspired to be a cartoonist too, but failed.

Another 7 minutes passed.

boom!
The manuscript paper in front of Lin Baici suddenly ignited spontaneously.

"Hold!"

Lin Baici leaned back abruptly, dumbfounded.

"No, I can't take it anymore, let's go out and talk!"

The fat house monster took a few books from the bookshelf, and held a large bottle of Coke in his arms, preparing to go camping on the grass outside the apartment.

It seems that we can only use the trump card.

Lin Baici took out the silicone doll: "When I was looking for figures just now, I found this. Is it yours?"

The fat house monster glanced at it, this doll is so exquisitely crafted.

"its mine!"

The Fat House Monster is not at all embarrassed, it is the landlord, so everything in the apartment belongs to it, including the lives of the tenants.

"Oh!"

Lin Baici handed the silicone doll to the fat house monster.

After he caught it, he slapped the doll's ass hard.

clap clap!

The sound is crisp.

[The life-size imitation doll can accompany you to cry and laugh with you. She is the person who understands you best in this world and also the person who cares about you the most! 】

[When you hug her, you feel like you are hugging the breeze, the stars, and the white moonlight, and you will have the most beautiful happiness in the world! 】

[You don't want to be separated from her, until the end of time! 】

Lin Baici looked at the fat house monster, and if the silicone doll was useless, then he was going to make it hard.

The Fat House Monster looked at the baby in his arms obsessively, and after about a minute, he turned to Lin Baici, his face full of embarrassment.

"Can you go out first? I have something to do!"

"do your stuff!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly.

boom!
Lin Baici closed the door of the room understandingly, turned his head, and saw Xia Hongyao with a head protruding from the stairs, so he said OK.

Become!

yeah!
Gao Ponytail waved his fist.

Lin Baici rubbed his nose, the meat in the corridor was almost burnt, exuding a smell of burnt, he rushed to the stairs in three steps at a time.

"Just wait now!"

When Lin Baici saw the silicone doll that Yi Jisheng was holding for the first time, he had already heard the comments of God of God on it.

That thing will make men obsessed, and they will never like real people again, and they want to carry it no matter they live or sleep.

Spanking it can activate the rule Pollution.

Lin Baici squatted in front of the oven, he hadn't studied this carefully before.

"I've turned on the power to the maximum!"

Xia Hongyao found two balls of paper and stuffed her nose.

The smell of burnt fat is getting stronger and more disgusting.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Grease starts to come out.

I don't know if it's because there is no one involved in the rule pollution, or because it has affected the landlord of the fat house. Xia Hongyao clearly set it for an hour, but after 15 minutes, the oven stopped with a ding.

Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao looked at each other, and twisted for another 10 minutes.

But the oven ran for more than ten seconds, and then it dinged again and turned off automatically.

"Go and call up Quan Xiangren and those people!"

Lin Baici ordered.

Even if these people are not effective in fighting, as long as they are there, they can share the firepower.

"Ok!"

Gao Ponytail responded, ready to go, but Quan Xiangren and the others had already run up.

"Lin Shen, you are too powerful!"

Jin Xiang yelled, and they found that the time on the barcode on their faces had frozen, which meant that the monster should be killed.

"Monsters don't necessarily die!"

Lin Baici was not so optimistic, he put away the oven: "Let's go, check the corpse!"

Everyone stepped into the 18th floor again, and the meat in the corridor had been carbonized, black and smelling strange.

Lin Baici pushed open the door, and the first thing he saw was the Fat House Monster crawling on the bed with the silicone doll under his body.

"Xiba!"

Kim Jin-soo took a look and felt sick to throw up.

The silicone doll was still intact, but the Fat House Monster had been burnt to the shape of charcoal, and its whole body was pitch black, with wisps of heat and black smoke rising from its body.

The whole house smells of burning fat, melting plastic, and burnt leather on sofas, tables and chairs...,
Mixed together, like a gas bomb.

vomit!
Hua Yueyu vomited.

"Go check the body!"

Lin Baici ordered: "Look for a ticket!"

Relying that he is from Kyushu and has the same nationality as Lin Baici, Huang Jinxiang urged Quan Xiangren: "Go!"

Hua Yueyu and the others must not be allowed to do this kind of work.

Quan Xiangren is also savvy, but in this temporary team, there are also people he can oppress: "Che Zhengshuo, what are you doing here in a daze? Go check the corpse!"

The handsome guy in the windbreaker shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the single bed.

"It should be dead!"

Che Zhengshuo took a few glances at the corpse and began to search for the spoils.

The three of Quan Xiangren saw this and immediately went over.

　I can finally go to bed early today, good night everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)