Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The little dwarf is soft and has a touch of sweetness when picking up the toes.

When Wei Wei was burned to the general brush, he stepped back a few steps, and the cheeks seemed to have dropped the light marshmallows, which made his head numb.

Let the waves go! Do not check it out! This - what is this trick!

The youngsters must sneak at the witches, but suddenly they turn around in anger.

The sorcerer hurriedly chased after a small short leg and tried to pull the hand of the scorpion.

Wei Shi struggled to open, his head was a paste, his feet went faster and faster, and finally he ran away.

The sorcerer’s chasing in the back: “When Wei Wei, Wei Shi Wei Wei Wei...”

The two of you chased me across the entire playground, the roadside is on the parallel bars and carefully exercised the strength of the gray teenager: "..."

The two bypassed the dark smoke-filled dwarf house and appeared in the playground. Wei finally slowed down and walked alongside the sorcerer. The sorcerer is still happy: "Wu Shi! Big Brother! Wei Shiwei!"

Gray-haired teenager rolling on the parallel bars: "..."

The two slowly walked out of the woods and passed the playground again. Wei Wei’s expression was arrogant, and he was forced to be pulled by his sorcerer’s sleeves. The sorcerer begged: "Can I train with you..."

The lonely gray-clothed teenager on the parallel bars finally shouted out loudly: "When Wei Wei, the base is not allowed to sneak in love!"

Wei Shi turned cold and looked at him.

He and the little dwarf are pure domesticated relationships, and they are not allowed to be filthy, and then say - what is the relationship with him.

Wei Shi: "Shut up, Mao Dongqing, first manage your brother."

The witch was curious and looked at the gray boy. Compared to the serious Mao Dongqing, he is more like a red hair that has not dyed his hair, and he knows each other - it seems to be a temporary alliance.

At this time, Mao Dongqing’s expression was particularly complicated, and he wanted to eat melons. He also wanted to pick up his sleeves and dry it up.

Wei Shi pushed an elbow to the witch.

The witches turned back.

Wei Shi squinted and asked: "You see what he does."

Before the sorcerer reacted, the wrist was suddenly caught and pulled out of the playground by the big raft.

"Now is 12:40," Wei Shi looked at the watch and gave orders to the little dwarf: "I have to go to training, don't bother me within 2 hours."

The witch was lost and said: "Then I am doing it!"

Wei Shi: "Go to eat yourself!"

Wei Shi swept his eyes and fluffy little curls. At first glance, it was not a serious curl. The little dwarf is like an outdated mechanical pet rabbit. Not only does it run at night, it will not eat for yourself! Wrapping the clockwork.

Being a breeder is really painstaking!

Wei Shi was so cold that he left the sorcerer in the same place and disappeared into a field of vision. The sorcerer sat in the grass, looked up and waited for the big cockroaches to disappear, and suddenly slammed on the lawn.

Ok... so cute!

The sorcerer rolled into a fluffy practice ball in the sun, and sat down for a few moments. He carefully folded the green voucher into his pocket and then ran to the gun training room.

He wants to hide behind the window and sneak a peek.

In the afternoon, the firearms training room had a hot sun. The witches also sneaked at the cat's waist at first, and then remembered that the fourteen-year-old himself was short!

So the sorcerer looked around the window one by one, but he did not see the figure of Dagu.

The witch's eyelids suddenly jumped.

He quickly connected to the lab and a messy current came.

"...the fluctuations tend to be stable and do a good job. Consolidate trust first, don't rush to take action, wait for the second transformation - what's your situation?" At the other end of the communication, Song researcher said: "Can't find people? Not firearms room?"

"Go to the North District to find..."

Before the bungalows in the North District, the reformers who took the course went out in twos and threes.

Under the low wall, the sorcerer is trying to search in the crowd, and there is a conversation coming from afar.

"When Wei went to cr7 to do emotional lock adaptation?"

"I said how he would have that gun! That's the gun - if it's mine -"

"Shut up, there are a lot of people who have failed to adapt to the collapse. Who the **** will go to lock a gun -"

"Not just a gun. Don't you want to be stronger? That is his own choice."

The witch's eyebrows were violent.

He did not hesitate to go to the cr7.

The r code base, the emotional lock is the remote control chip embedded in the reformer, and any command applied to the transformer is above their own will. According to the data given by Mao Dongqing, the remodeler will lock between 4 and 5 transformations and will adapt before entering the lock.

He knew that Daxie had paid the price for the step/gun, but he did not expect to adapt the emotional lock in advance.

The current sound is intermittent, floating in the city laboratory, Song researchers eagerly said: "What do you say?!"

"Adapt to the emotional lock - never let him enter the lock. This is the fourth course of treatment, can only go backwards - do not worry, but fortunately, just for adaptation -"

In front of the cr7 building, the sorcerer was stopped by the suddenly appearing instructor.

"Wei Shi? He just finished."

The door opens from the inside.

The eyes of the witch are suddenly shrinking.

When Wei was standing at the door, he was only one step away from the hot sun. His face was white and his lips were tight, quite different from the proud teenager twenty minutes ago.

His fingers clasped into the palm of his hand and trembled from shoulder to palm.

After seeing the witches, Wei suddenly squeezed his fists hard.

The little dwarf ran over and his eyes were still red.

"Go away," Wei Wei whispered, his eyes couldn't tell if he was disgusted or obscured: "I said, for two hours... don't bother me..."

The sorcerer did not support Wei Wei.

The big arm's arm is cold and cold, and it can still evoke all negative emotions even if it is different from the lock.

He obviously has already taken off.

Two hours - Wei Shi is sure to avoid the sorcerer and smash the adaptation.

The juvenile's forehead is full of sweat, and he does not want to see the witches. It seems that the wolf at this time is more shameful than the torment. Until it was helped into the shade.

"You..." The voice of the little dwarf is also shaking.

The strong sunlight was blocked by the canopy, and Wei was finally able to find consciousness. The teenager tried to lift his chin, like a lone wolf in the mire of the last dignity: "I am fine..."

His heartbeat is far more hurried than usual, and the breath that is spit out is cold: "Training, training, you are going away..."

The cold body was suddenly covered by a hot little dwarf.

Wei Shi suddenly was interrupted, breathing indiscriminately bowed. The sorcerer is trying to stretch and hug him, his soft arms around his cold shoulders, his head against his jaw, his neck being pressed against the small curls -

He is struggling to heat himself up.

The sorcerer carefully used her own warm and deflated shackles. From the palm of the boy's trembling, to the arm, shoulders. The sorcerer's physique is not hot, and when he is still cool, he rushes to the sun, and when he is hot, he rushes back and continues to yell.

Wei suddenly disappeared.

for a long time.

"Hey," he muttered with his last strength: "I'm fine, I won't have anything."

The sun is tilted and the trees are elongated.

Wei suddenly opened his eyes.

He had two training suits on his body and the little dwarf sat down to sleep.

Perception gradually recovered, and the sequela of emotional lock adaptation a few hours ago still oscillated in the brain, suppressing all senses. The witches followed and woke up.

"Go," Wei looked at the time, estimated the physical strength of recovery, and pulled the little dwarf: "Let's go eat."

The diners in the canteen were noisy, and when they entered the door from the guard, more than a dozen eyes were seen. The teenager had a straight back and blocked the sorcerer who was shorter than him. He exchanged two standard meals with a green voucher.

As soon as the rice was at the entrance, Wei Wei frowned slightly and quickly returned to a cold expression.

The witch was quickly reminded of the information given by the researcher Song. Emotional lock adaptation will upset the perception, the most common rice grain, clear water will make the tongue root bitter.

When Wei Wei actually ate a few chopsticks, he put it down.

The sorcerer finished the meal three times, and rushed to the exchange by washing his hands, then ran back.

Wei Wei bowed his head and the little dwarf guarded a bowl of caramel pudding to squeeze out the crowd.

When the dessert is at hand, the sorcerer finally breathes a sigh of relief and is looking forward to handing it to him.

"You didn't eat at noon?" The boy's voice suddenly became chilly.

There is only one green voucher in the little dwarf pocket.

A sorcerer.

When he looked at Wei, the boy's face was still pale, and the food only moved two. The first reaction was to push himself from the pudding.

The chest is sour and sour.

Wei’s anger was brewing, and he was about to give a little lesson to his little hungry tummy. Seeing the sorrowful squatting and clinging to the pudding, his heart suddenly screamed.

The little dwarf is sad.

Wei stopped for a few seconds and finally reached for the pudding.

The little dwarf is still sad for not having a green ticket.

"Hey," Wei was immediately panicked, and the surface was quiet: "When I am finished, I can move to a bigger bedroom. You live, and no one dares to bully you next to me. At that time, we can divide To 8 green coupons, you are not allowed to run around and stay at home to see the redemption voucher."

When Wei Wei slammed his face, he specially made eight strokes by hand: "Is it clear?"

The sorcerer muttered and said: "What about you?"

Wei Shi: "After the second transformation, I will be able to pick up the task. I will take the task to raise you..."

He suddenly paused and immediately stressed: "No one but me will raise you! I understand? If you understand, come over and eat pudding."

The sorcerer screamed, and when the spoon held in the chubby hand was handed to Wei, the eyes were crystal clear.

Wei Shi dug a piece and put it in his mouth. The sweet sugar slipped along the tip of his tongue. He returned the spoon to the witch.

The sorcerer also dug a small piece, oh oh oh.

Two people, you take me a bite, and eat the last one.

The sorcerer's breath was hit on the face of Wei, the young boy's ears were reddish, and it was unclear where the sweetness in the air came from.

The sorcerer suddenly came to his ear.

Wei Shi: "!!!"

Witch: "Wu Shi! Do you want to go outside!"

Juveniles can't take care of them, blinking: "Outside the base? I don't know... The instructor said that the outside is dangerous. You are not allowed to go out. I will take a look at the mission."

The witches are in a deep mood. The usual trick of r code base, high pressure, intimidation.

The safe zone in the subconscious of the reformer is only the base, and the strength and glory come from the “reform”. Their only meaning is to be a pilot of the Federation.

Wu Yi: "I have been to..." When he saw the guard, he immediately added: "Just, it was when it was thrown outside the iron gate."

"It’s not the same as what they said." The witch said in a voice that only two people could hear: "There are tall buildings, clean streets."

The little, soft, soft voice of the little dwarf hits the ear like a butterfly wing that gently flicks. Wei Shi’s subconscious mind: “What...”

The sorcerer said seriously: "There are beautiful blue sky, lawn, twin towers."

"There are amusement parks, roller coasters, and Ferris wheels. Most people who live outside have no guns. At most, they are only the air/guns of amusement parks. They are a row of small balloons, and the trigger is pulled. The balloon that hits is broken! With a lot of balloons, you can redeem plush toys."

"So big, so big a rabbit!"

You opened the last shot for me.

Wei Shi’s eyes flashed slightly, and the sorcerer looked at him closely, clinging to the subtle expression changes. The teenager seems to be in contact with the memory in an instant, and the next second is firmly suppressed by the subconscious.

But he obviously wants to hear more.

The pointer points to 7 o'clock, and the ringtone once again urges the reformers to gather.

The two of them were not willing to dig the last spoon, the caramel-flavored pudding was divided into smaller and smaller, and finally was forced into the witch's mouth by Wei.

The two men stepped on the ringtone and joined the transformant army that rushed to the playground.

The instructors commanded the juvenile gates on the stage, and routinely drove them to practice.

The sorcerer broke his arm and short legs, and could not see it in the crowd. He brushed the branch that had fallen on the ground.

Wei Shi raised his eyebrows.

When the drills are over, the reformers sit on the sand. There are groggy base regulations in the horn.

The two cats are in the shade of the trees, and the witches use the branches to write and draw in the rough sand.

"The outside people will raise a lot of pets." The sorcerer brushed a chubby rabbit head.

Wei Shi: "What about you?"

"!!!" Witch squinted: "Impossible, I am not-"

Wei Shi: "Oh, your relatives."

The sorcerer gave up the defense and wrote a 1: on the stick figure rabbit: "This is the first!"

By a black skull: "The second one."

Then there is the little winged dragon that throbs: "The third one."

On the stage, the horns were replaced with the honors of the revamps in the mission, and there was a message that “a certain student spontaneously accepted the high-risk transformation, and the qualifications were greatly improved, becoming the chief of the 27th battalion”. A group of teenagers are fanatical, and people are constantly whispering.

Under the stage, the sorcerer circled three small animals and painted two small people next to them. He smiled and said: "We."

When Wei’s heart violently moved, it seemed that there was a warm torrent, but the surface was vetoed categorically: “Take three, too expensive. Green vouchers are not enough, as long as this one.”

Wei Wei circled the rabbit.

The sorcerer hurriedly explained: "There is no need for green vouchers outside - and the rabbits graze, the pterosaurs eat worms, only the cat food is more expensive! But we can earn!"

Wei Shi: "How to earn?"

Witch is happy: "Reality show! Play a copy!"

On the stage, the horn began to broadcast the training schedule for the next week, and the spare room for renovation. The teenagers went crazy.

Under the stage.

Wei Shi said: "What to do if the copy does not win."

The witch is nervous: "...I, I can still write songs to make money..."

Wei Shi stared at him for a long time, and finally slightly licked his lips.

The juvenile's cheeks almost blended into the dark night, and the familiar but immature facial features firmly grasped the sorcerer's gaze.

Wei Shi: "It's a bit interesting."

The sorcerer suddenly said: "Then you - don't be emotional locks."

When Wei Wei twisted his eyebrows, Wu Han immediately changed his mouth. Daxie has been in the r code base since he remembered, and he knows that he will inevitably enter the lock. It is too difficult to change existing thinking, but you may wish to go step by step.

"Before the second transformation, can you not enter the lock." Wu Yi begged.

Wei Shi a meal: "Why."

The sorcerer looked at him: "We only know two days. If you enter the lock, you won't remember me."

The teenager looked down at the witch.

The little dwarf in the night wind has a faint sweetness, and the visually damaged vision seems to be bright only when it is focused on him. If you don't have yourself, the useless little fool will be thrown out.

Wei Shi slowly opened: "Good."

The sorcerer suddenly jumped.

The piercing ringtone blasted again, the evening class ended, and the designated material exchange was opened.

When Wei Shi conditionally bounced, he did not run two steps. He quickly turned to the small short-legged witch to pull his hand.

The two followed the crowd through the different types of exchange machines until the corner of the crowd -

In the light blue exchange machine, there are dolls, balloons and game consoles that are close to the "high price". At least 100 green vouchers will start, and most of the teenagers gathered here are just looking at it.

Wei Shi raised his chin and signaled that the sorcerer was optimistic: "The second transformation, reward 60 green vouchers, the third reward 100 vouchers, the fourth reward 200 vouchers. After the fourth time, you can receive advanced quests, each time 200 vouchers These, what you want, we will have one day."

"When you can change your merits -" Wei Shi lowered his voice: "Well, we moved out."

The sorcerer smiled.

After ten minutes, the redemption period ends.

The two men followed the big troops and slowly went back to bed. The sorcerer walked around and looked around, and was familiar with the map of Mao Dongqing.

There are 3 red marks on the map, which are marked as restricted areas that need to be avoided as much as possible. One and a half days at the base, the sorcerer has seen two places.

Energy station, armory.

In the dark night, following the end of a road, the sorcerer finally saw the outline of the third place - a door with orange-red paint and tight lock.

Wei Shi caught his sight and immediately warned: "No past."

The witch is curious.

When Wei Wei frowned, he said for a long time: "Only one kind of person will be sent in, and people who need genetic re-enactment."

Witch: "What -"

Wei Shi: "Dead."

Wu Yan suddenly grew his mouth, and the next moment he was towed away by the guard.

At this time, the crowd suddenly groaned, and the two instructors appeared with a list.

"Everything is quiet! I reported the name of the debut..."

The hand when holding Wei was suddenly tight.

Wei Shi licked his lips: "Nothing, they won't-"

"A District 6634, Zhou Wei, the third transformation."

"A District 8205, Wei Shi, the second transformation."

Witched a meal.

The renovation takes a whole day, not at night, and only the emotional lock can be completed in a few minutes. Wu Yan said: "Don't-"

Wei Shi's look changed: "You are waiting here, I am going to apply for delay in the lock." He stopped: "If I didn't come back... you are waiting for me in the bedroom."

The witches hurriedly refused: "No, you listen to me-"

Not far away, the two instructors have noticed here. Several base law enforcement officers with guns came to the two, and the crowd feared to separate.

Wei Shi clenched his fist and interrupted: "Listen, I can't go."

The law enforcement officers are taller than the sixteen-year-old Wei Shi, and the equipment and firearms should be complete. Soon after being guarded, he was taken away with a black bracelet. In the night, he argued fiercely with the law enforcement, and finally only got a cold veto.

There was a commotion behind him, and a teacher came out and shrugged: "There was a transformation of people and trouble."

Wei Wei's eyelids jumped.

The sorcerer was caught by the wolf and was quickly taken away. Wei Shi suddenly opened: "Wait!"

The boy said a word: "Bring him over, I will lock now."

The instructor was awkward and simply nodded: "Yes."

After a few minutes, the witch was again escorted.

The night wind cools his training suit. If Wei Wei is closer to him, he can see the cold sweat that oozes from the forehead.

Once the amnesty is locked, it can no longer go out of the subconscious.

The witch's palm almost smeared mottled blood.

In the mind, the current is mixed and disordered. Song researchers and Mao Dongqing seem to have others. The intermittent communication squeezes the mind to the extreme.

"The volatility exceeds the threshold -"

"Little witch, you are calm -"

"Therapists can take care of the healer, but how much is your resistance level?"

Rub it.

In the brain, like a string break, Mao Dongqing cut off the communication authority of Song researchers.

He was silent for a long time, and the mute and the sorcerer said two words: "Go."

"Thank you."

The sorcerer hangs the newsletter.

He is well aware of the consequences of the decisions he will make.

In the training suit pocket, the grabbed knife was cold without a trace of temperature.

When Wei was just a few meters away, he looked at him.

The witch's lips moved and opened: "Can I stay with him?"

The instructor did not want to be at first, and it was a thorn in the thought of Wei, and finally agreed.

The sorcerer walked over and stood back to the instructor, gently holding the hand of the big man.

The young boy’s eyes were **** and still barely cold. He held the sorcerer back: “Reassured.”

Will not forget you.

The instructor skillfully activates the black bracelet of Wei's right hand.

The sharp blade suddenly pierced from the inside of the bracelet, and it was painful when it was cured. The carpal artery is punctured, and the blood squats down the blood trough.

In the next second, the emotional lock will be injected from the bracelet against the blood.

All fear, anger, anxiety and depression will accumulate in a moment, the memory will be stirred up, and all visible and invisible wounds will be opened again, from the skin to the flesh.

When the emotion locks into the lock, the carrier crash rate is as high as 40%. Wei Shi knows that he can never be 40%.

The wrist was suddenly covered by the warm palm.

It seems that there is a hot liquid mixed into the pulse of the wound, Wei Wei bowed between the flash of light.

The witches retracted their hands.

Tens of meters away, the two reformers who were simultaneously injected into the locks ate at the same time, and one voice was close to madness, and then burst into tears.

"Nothing." The instructor sighed.

40% crash rate.

Wei Shi tightened his eyebrows and waited for the silence to burst.

One second, two seconds.

Except for the sting of the wrist, there is no change in perception. When Wei Wei thought that the bracelet was in trouble, the palm of his left arm suddenly became cold--

The sorcerer's eyes closed, and his body trembled, his face pale and almost collapsed.

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