About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Black Snake made a nasty joke, before the words finished, Wei Yanwu's dagger hidden in his sleeve was already pointed at the opponent's throat.

"I'm sick of seeing your half-smiling expression, especially when it's still in the form of Tallulah."

"No way, my 'spirit' this time has already assimilated with Tallulah."

Black Snake shrugged his shoulders, showing a smirk as if he had succeeded in a prank.

"Wei Yanwu, to this day, I still don't think there are any mistakes in my past. Everything I do is based on the reason of letting Ursus continue, and I judge the best choice by myself."

"I understand, because so do I."

Wei Yanwu glanced at the Longmen outside the window and said softly.

"It's just——accompanied by the experience of that young man, I witnessed the scenery that I had never thought about, witnessed the possibility that I dare not describe, and also recalled my original heart when I was originally born."

"It can be seen that you like that kid very much, and you can even make Tallulah actively pursue him."

"Is Tallulah really the only one chasing that idiot?"

"...?"

"Oh, nothing."

Black Snake smiled and changed the subject.

"This continent is recovering. Longmen is one of the few city-states that are relatively independent, able to respond quickly, and have good combat power. These are also one of the reasons why the 'Godfather' of the Sicilian gang chose this place. The ancient gods We are gradually waking up, and the difficulties you—or in other words, they will face in the future—may have just begun.”

Black Snake spoke some profound words, but Wei Yanwu didn't show a confused expression, he nodded as if he knew all these things a long time ago.

"Ah, I don't know if we will be the last witnesses of the history of this land."

The conversation ended abruptly, and the two looked at the natural disaster that had long since disappeared in the distance.

Natural disasters represent death, but natural disasters also represent new life.It is ironic that the energy contained in the land that has been baptized by natural disasters can make the city-state prosperous again.

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"To trouble you, Orson..."

In a deserted garden somewhere in Longmen, Chen Huijie, who had messed around because of anger, was crouching on the bench with his head in his arms, like a kitten hiding in a corner after getting into trouble.

"Although there was indeed a lot of fighting... But it's actually quite interesting to make such a mess once in a while, Officer Chen."

"—"

Hearing Orson's words, Chen Huijie raised Yu Wen's still head and looked at the boy.

Sometimes this guy has ridiculously low emotional intelligence, but sometimes he can say things that make him happy.

"Speaking of which, this incident has finally come to an end. Officer Chen, do you have any thoughts in the future?"

"Hui Jie—"

"Eh?"

"Just call me by my name...!"

Chen shook his head, trying to cool down his overheated cheeks, but he still gritted his teeth and said it.

"Uh... well, Chen Huijie—Miss"

"Miss doesn't need to add!"

"...Chen Huijie."

Orson himself was a little embarrassed and shy and directly called out Chen's name. Hearing these three words from the young man's mouth, Chen felt an inexplicable sense of shame at first, but it soon turned into subtle warmth.

"Well, I'm planning to run for the post of Chief Superintendent in the future. Although that guy Char Siu Mao will probably come over to make trouble, I won't let her go. I will work my way up from the bottom up until I can protect the city."

Chen stated his goal, and then looked at Orson.

"What about you, Orson?"

"Go back to Rhode Island and be hospitalized."

"Uh... that's right."

Orson's answer was too straight and realistic, which made Chen stunned for a moment.

"But the slightly longer-term goal—probably is to protect this world."

"Guarding the world...is it?"

Obviously it sounds like a childish goal like a fairy tale, but I don't feel absurd at all.

"That, Orson. Although I know that between you and Tallulah is... well, there is also Frost Star-but, uh, how should I put it... Actually, I have never forgotten that time-cough cough, always, All in all, I suddenly received an urgent mission here, so let's go first!"

"Eh? Well, be careful, Huijie!"

Orson rubbed his hair, only to see Chen's flustered back.

"Oh, it seems that you have grasped it, Orson~?"

Chen had just left the park when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Miss Mostima? Are you all right?"

"Is the first sentence of the meeting asking about my safety? Bonus points."

Mostima smiled and sat next to Orson.

"Hey, Orson. As I said before, I am [the guardian of the lock and key], right? And I also know that you have always wanted to find the memory that was sealed by the 'Doctor'."

"Well, I want to know what happened between me and the 'doctor'."

"Then, go to Iberia."

"Iberia?"

Unfamiliar place names.

Orson wanted to ask Mastema more, but when he looked up again, the blue-haired fallen angel disappeared again.

PhD--

Orson's thoughts went back to the northern border covered in white in the past, but before he had time to go back to his memory, a call from Kelsey brought Orson back to reality.

"The medical examination arranged for you is already 3 minutes late, immediately give me back-"

"Hey woo woo!? I, I, I know!"

Putting other things aside first, what Orson needs to consider now is how to survive from Mon3tr and the old lynx for a while.

Rhode Island, a large land ship that cannot be built with current technology.

This land-ship carries a new private borderless enterprise, its main business is in the medical field, but it is said that it will also undertake some jobs that are completely opposite to "saving people".

If you ask the operators on the Rhode Island "what is the most proud part of this company", most of them will proudly say that it is their "medical department".

But if you ask the operators "Where is the scariest place in Rhode Island", most of them will talk about him, and finally mutter the same answer: "Medical Department".

As the core department of the "pharmaceutical company Rhodes Island", the medical department bears the heavy burden of saving lives and healing the wounded, but at the same time, this department, which is not surprising no matter what happens, also makes the people around it absolutely do not want to approach it when nothing happens.

And Orson was in such a frightening medical department at this time, more precisely, he was on a bed in a special ward in the medical department—and he was still firmly tied to the bed in such a way that his limbs were fixed.

"Then, that... Doctor Kelsey...?"

The Chimera, who was firmly tied to the hospital bed and was wearing a white hospital gown, spoke nervously. He called Kelsey's name while twisting the only head that could barely move.

Orson moved his eyes to the left. Dr. Kelsey, the head of Rhode Island's medical department, was wearing a white coat. With her back to Orson, she seemed to be comparing the medical examination report in her hand, and occasionally mixing medicines for which she didn't know the purpose.

Although Orson couldn't see her expression, even if he had to guess, Orson knew very well that the expression on her face would definitely not be a smile.

Orson then moved his gaze to the right, and there was a dark green alien creature mixed with it——Mon3tr was right next to the hospital bed at this time, and I don’t know if it was the eyes of his eyes staring at him, as if he would swallow him in the next second The entrance is average.

"...uh huh"

After roughly confirming the current situation, as a person who has experienced countless life and death boundaries, Orson can easily come to the conclusion that "I am going to die".

"Frequently using origin stone techniques, entering high-origin stone-infected areas without any precautions, trying to block the natural disaster origin stone biota alone, ignoring one's own identity to meddle in Longmen's internal politics, and having unapproved close contacts with the Yan Kingdom Supervision Department— —Is there anything else you would like to add, Orson?"

Kelsey, who had turned her back to her before, turned around. She held an injection filled with an unknown liquid in one hand, and slowly approached Orson. At the same time, she spoke expressionlessly about the danger of Orson during this time. Action, and finally asked Orson if there was anything to add.

"No, no..."

Orson, who knew that his behavior was really inappropriate, quickly said that he hadn't done anything else, but this answer made Kelsey's eyebrows frowned even deeper.

"No, right? So all the intel I've heard from the slums are false rumors? Like dating the white-haired Lupus, dating the blond-haired Kirin, dating the pink-haired Zalak, dating the RGB Sakota Dating...are these rumors, or have you forgotten, Orson?"

"I'm woooooooooooooooooo!?"

While questioning, Kelsey inserted the injection into Orson's blood vessel without any mercy. Orson knew very well that Kelsey deliberately chose a blood vessel that was more painful to tie, because Orson couldn't even feel the needle enter the injection before. skin.

"Wait a minute, Dr. Kelsey, those rumors..."

"is fake?"

"Uh, no, how should I put it? Woohoo!"

Just let the needle go in, and Kelsey pulled it out a little bit and then poked it back.

"You still don't seem to have a clear awareness of your identity. This treatment must let you deeply remember the importance of your existence, Orson, and some things that you should think more about before you act—including building relationships with various women. This is the relationship between men and women."

Kelsey spoke in a cold tone, while Orson hurriedly shook his head trying to explain, but because of the potion, Orson's Originium skills were paralyzed, and his virtual vocal cords couldn't make any sound.

"Let Mon3tr help Orson record what I said."

Kelsey clapped her palms, and Mon3tr, who had been standing by Orson's side before, got the order and immediately jumped to the top of the hospital bed. Those eyes, which I don't know if they were, were staring straight at Orson with frightening lights.

"hiss--"

M3 let out a hoarse growl, like a signal before the massacre.

"——!——!?"

With his limbs tied up, Orson couldn't even twist his body. He could only try to lean his head back pointlessly. Of course, this behavior was nothing more than self-comfort.

"hiss!!"

—Wow wow! !

After the deterrence of the "pre-hee" was almost done, Mon3tr finally rushed forward like lightning, opened his twisted mouth, stretched out the "Xinzi" composed of crystals, and aimed at Orson—a lick.

"...Mon3tr?"

Kelsey was taken aback by the scene in front of her eyes, her appearance was extremely ferocious, and M3, which could intimidate the enemy just standing in place, was like a dog, excitedly and excitedly 'licking' Orson.