Nightmare World: Beginning mono, Crying Six Masters

Chapter 160: Little People Who Want to Make Up for the Missing Parts [4.14 Second Change].

The Crispy Horns gathered in a circle, blinking their eyes one by one, silently looking at everything in front of them. They didn’t understand why the two people in front of them had started a long process again.

However, this does not prevent them from being quiet… Silently immerse yourself in the scene in front of you.

Every atmosphere and phenomenon that exudes love and all kinds of strong emotions can give them a rare comfort to the consciousness that seems calm but is actually empty.

They don’t know what they’re doing, but their instinctive movements inadvertently reveal what they want to pursue.

……

Wu Zhen’s hands had already untied. What is anti-customer-oriented?

Wu Zhen finally tasted the meaning of this word now. The sixth master thought that he could suffocate him?

But maybe I didn’t expect it.

His own ability to hold his breath is stronger than that, and now he has obtained the power of [Water Movement] from the water ghosts.

The sixth master did not succeed.

Instead, he deliberately… The bite is tight.

……

Weak little hands keep flapping. Shortness of breath. It seems to be starved of oxygen.

But he still didn’t let go.

Always teach this smelly girl a lesson, otherwise how to get back the face that was just lost? So…

When he let go of his hand, a certain little person in a yellow raincoat could only tilt his little head weakly, leaning on his shoulder and spitting out his little tongue………

In such a dangerous environment, it always feels out of place to do this and that from time to time. However, when the time comes, it still has to be done.

Otherwise, how can he save his dignity and face?

The sixth master was finally punished and changed back to his obedient and well-behaved appearance.

Of course, if it hadn’t happened just now, Wu Zhen would have thought that the sixth master would have been like this all the time. But now, that’s hard to say.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but sigh again in his heart.

People will always evolve over time, some will learn new skills and abilities and become metamorphosed to go to the next level of biology, and some will encounter some unexpected things, degradation, and even atavism, becoming nondescript.

It’s hard to use an adjective, a noun, to define a person all the time.

Because people and things change. Sixth Master, this smelly girl is also ah.

Now… But it is also from being taken care of by him to now, knowing to be proactive. Although he later saved the field, he still saw the change after all.

……

Turning around, Wu Zhen noticed the wonderful brittle horns around him. Aren’t these guys very active?

Why are they all watching them now? Wu Zhen was slightly embarrassed in his heart. Although it is known that the brittle horns have no intelligence.

However, he was not in…, the proclivity of being watched and watched.

“Hey, six.”

Tilting his head sideways, whispering softly to the person still leaning on his shoulder,

“Come down after resting.”

I don’t know how to describe the state of the person leaning on the shoulder.

Effeminate? Wretched?

In short, it is really cute. There was silence for half a ring…

The breathing, which was still slightly rapid, slowly calmed down… However, he did not let go, his head was still buried in his shoulder……..

What kind of mood should it be to see no one?

Thinking of what happened just now, afterwards, she regretted it again…

Therefore, you should not let go of your hand and let people see their still hot expression………….

“Hey, although I want to hold you all the time, my hands are really tired!!”

Wu Zhen couldn’t stand it. When did the sixth master become so tired and crooked?

It’s time to find a way to correct that.

The words fell, half a ring, a gentle echo, before silently came: Then, the sixth master let go of his hand and stepped on the ground.

But he buried his head, and reached out and pulled the brim of his hat, completely covering his face.

Wu Zhen pouted.

Sometimes you should be honest, why don’t you see shyness just now? But he was too lazy to complain at the moment.

“Okay, don’t always think about getting me cheap, when you go out, whatever you want, give me seriousness!”

Wu Zhen reminded.

They are still on the Greedy Horn, isn’t such carelessness looking for death? Xiaoliu still pulled the brim of his hat, did not make a sound, but nodded silently. It seemed that for a while, she was not ready to face him with her face. Reluctantly, turn around again.

……

As the scene of friendship ended, the Crispy Horns gradually came back to their senses one by one, and returned to their lively appearance. Wu Zhen asked about the news of the exit again.

Surprisingly, they didn’t ask for kisses again this time. Just hugged them and came to the boiler.

Then he pointed to the conveyor belt that winded upwards with no end in sight, and was used to carry cinder. Wu Zhen was stunned.

“You mean, the entrance to the upper floor, right up there?”

The Crispy Horns jumped, and apparently, he guessed again.

Wu Zhen got closer and silently tilted his head.

The conveyor belt and the ground are at a ninety degree angle, and they are so high that it is almost impossible to climb up with it.

Fly up?

Wu Zhen instinctively felt a pain in his braincase.

Just as he hesitated, Miao Crispy Corner was a little white, and suddenly ran over again, pulled his trouser legs, and pointed to the boiler on the side. Wu Zhen was stunned, and then reacted.

“You mean, if you burn the boiler, you can make this conveyor belt turn?”

Another jump.

“Well, then what are you waiting for, hurry up and work!”

Wu Zhen waved his big hand and gave an order.

All the wonderful crispy corners began to act. Soon after…

Small white figures, holding a black charcoal in their hands, kept going back and forth along the coal pile and the burning boiler mouth, throwing the coal hard towards the inside of the boiler.

After a while, the white crispy horns were hung with more or less black charcoal, dyed their bodies, but they looked a little pitiful. The scene in front of me is a bit like the briquettes in the boiler grandfather’s room in “Spirited Away”.

Wu Zhen also felt like a capitalist who ruthlessly squeezed the value of labor without the slightest sympathy for cold-blooded and ruthless. Damn, the capital of all evil.

Of course, the Crispy Horns are still happy. It seems to help Wu Zhen and make them happy. Wu Zhen was rarely touched again.

If possible, he should probably help them recover what they are missing. Something without [emotion] is not a person after all.

These Norms, perhaps instinctively hope to become villains again: ps: Ask for custom B.