The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

"The geographic environment of the magic star is special, and the interstellar network is disconnected. I have sent the emergency signal. The efficiency of the comprehensive school, the rescue needs about 24 hours or more."

When Ji Li's optical brain was disconnected from the Internet, he was still flashing new information - all he had input.

There is even a map that is gradually full and expanding.

"...So slow, I'll go up and take a look." Rong Yu was driving the mecha to find the direction, impatiently trying to take off to observe the terrain, but Ji Li suddenly pressed the stop button.

"The concentration of hallucinogenic substances above the magic star is more than twice that of the ground."

"I don't want to do it again."

As he said, Ji Li glanced at him lightly.

Rong Yu lost his interest when he heard the words. He slumped on the driver's seat and turned his head to bully Mao Maoqiu frantically: "You got into a big disaster, you know! I'll let you go back and steam it!"

Mao Maoqi was so scared that he tweeted and screamed and threw into Ji Li's arms quickly.

Rong Yu wanted to catch it back. Seeing Ji Li's indifferent appearance, he rubbed his hand secretly.

Ji Li looked at Rong Yu's nowhere to put his hand, pursed the corner of his mouth, and felt funny again.

Rong Yu was originally a person who couldn't bear to be boring and lonely, especially when he was constantly looking for directions, but only repeated scenery. He and Ji Li are the only two in the mecha, and they are getting more and more ready to move.

"Why don't we go down and blow the wind for a while," Rong Yu finally couldn't help it, and pulled Ji Li's sleeve, "I'm so bored."

"I walked on the right," Ji Li drew the terrain while instructing him expressionlessly, "Turn left, there is a spar rift."

Obviously, I don't want to tell him anything other than pathfinding.

Rong Yu's voice softened again, and he smiled and flicked him: "Then I let Xiao Huihui tell another story?"

"What do you want to hear? Candy House? Princess Pea?"

Ji Li didn't want to talk to him either.

Rong Yu simply stopped the mecha, leaned on the armrest of the driver's seat, and prolonged the tone: "Ji-Li-don't be angry."

Ji Li was expressionless: "Not angry."

It's just that he was upset that this guy messed up a pool of spring water, but turned his head, but he completely forgot.

Obviously he took the initiative to throw in his arms and acted like a baby, he was already so...

Ji Li didn't dare to think deeply. When he felt angry, he couldn't help but remember that he acted like a baby beast with him, his golden eyes were misty and bright, and he licked his wounds softly and obediently.

Ji Li simply turned to the other side and refused to even look at him.

Ji Li can be much harder to coax than gooey sugar.

Rong Yu sighed, lying on the chair, and seemed to remember something.

"I know how to make amends," Rong Yu suddenly straightened up, staring at the tooth marks on the side of his neck, and approached with a smile, "...Ji Li, don't move."

There were two people in the mecha cabin. It was originally cramped. Rong Yu leaned over his seat, half of his body came over, almost close to his body.

Ji Li's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Rong Yu leaned closer, stretched out his hand, gathered a little mental energy, and gently pressed his warm fingertips on his neck.

He could feel that the **** bite marks began to heal slowly and continuously.

Rong Yu's mental power is warm, and his brown eyes are soft.

It is completely different from the enthusiasm and joking he used to fight, as long as he wants to be nice to one person, it seems that he can become the mist of the dawn, the crescent moon in the evening, and turn it into a hazy and true gentleness.

People drown in it unconsciously, but they don't know anything.

Ji Li stared into his eyes for a while, only to realize that the time was a bit too long, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, covering his emotions with curiosity: "Are you a healing type?"

Spiritual power is not only the racial traits brought by blood, but also the basic types.

For example, some people are sharp, swift, and even possess racial traits that are inherently suitable for attack. They are considered aggressive.

Another example is some people who are peaceful and gentle, and have healing powers for humans.

This division is relatively superficial, but still considered effective. The healing type is affected by spiritual power. I am an angelic character with a gentle personality and guardian style. Most of them choose to do gentle work.

Even if you play mechas, they are all guarding and healing mechas, and they belong to the unknown protectors.

——Like Rong Yu, a lunatic who kills red eyes on the stage.

Only after seeing a ghost can I guess he is a healing type.

Not to mention Ji Li couldn't guess, no one cared about the type of Rong Yu's mental power at all.

Anyway, it is the type of the big devil on the field.

"I didn't expect it?" Rong Yu's eyes showed a mischievous smile. "But my healing ability has long been useless, and at best I can only cure a minor injury."

All of his talents and skills are on the crushing attack power, and he almost forgets that he is a healing type.

Even a tooth mark takes so long.

"Does the teacher know?" Ji Li asked.

"You know now," Rong Yu looked at him with a smile, "It's a secret for now."

Ji Li's contracted brows stretched slightly unconsciously.

The thick fog cleared, and the blue eyes were sunny again.

Rong Yu thought, this is about coaxing.

He held his chin and asked cheeky: "Does it still hurt?"

Ji Li snorted slightly, but joked, "It doesn't hurt anymore, do you want to make it up for me?"

He said the same last time.

As a result, Rong Yu really made up for him.

Rong Yu coughed with a guilty conscience: "...I was wrong."

Maybe next time I dare.

Suffering from the magic star, the fog is perennial, the spar stands tall, the sky is covered with gray-purple clouds, and the terrain is even more complicated.

After the mech orbited for more than ten hours, Ji Li finally located a few possible locations for the Gate of Transition, exhausted and temporarily stopped the mech on the edge of the spar canyon.

Rong Yu, the mecha mad demon, spends one day in the training ground every day, so much energy food and water are stored in the mecha, which prevents two people from being hungry.

It's just that sleeping in the mecha is not a comfortable thing.

Especially in the narrow cabin, there is only enough room for two people to sleep in a chair curled up.

Rong Yu tossed Ji Li's seat several times, trying to make it more comfortable to lie on.

He always feels inexplicably that a young master like Ji Li can feel the existence of a pea across a few layers of cushions.

... His fantasy of Ji Li has always been strange.

"When is it dark?" Before going to bed, Rong Yu kept looking up at the grayish purple sky outside the mecha.

"It's always night," Ji Li replied. "The rotation time of the magic star is different."

"Oh," Rong Yu asked a more idiot question, "...when will it dawn?"

Ji Li was silent for a while: "Are you awake?"

Rong Yu touched his nose.

To be honest, he was tired, but he didn't want to sleep. It has been a long time since he remembered what happened before, and he didn't expect that another hallucination would trigger a nightmare.

When I close my eyes, they are all those tired and terrifying fragments.

Even the dull gray-purple sky was better than the world after he closed his eyes.

"Okay, I can't sleep." Rong Yu turned over and turned his head with a smile, "Jili, would you like to tell me a story?"

...Their driver's seat was already next to each other, and they turned over, and almost bumped into the tip of their noses.

Close at hand.

Ji Li quickly turned his head, changed direction, facing the inner wall of the mecha: "I won't."

Rong Yu didn't really plan to let Ji Li tell him a story.

——If Ji Li did this, his jaw would be scared.

Rong Yu couldn't move Ji Li, and went to harass Mao Maoqiu again: "Then Mao Maoqiu, come and let me hug?"

Mao Maoqiu was frightened by his earlier sentence, and she shrank into Ji Li's arms and refused to come over, and yelled at him "tweeting".

Rong Yu let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly missed the mucos in the dormitory very much.

If it were that little guy, he must be holding his arms reluctantly now, whispering, whispering, and rubbing in his arms again.

There must be no nightmares anymore.

... He didn't go back all day, and when he went back, 80% of him would be disgusted by it again.

While thinking about it, Rong Yu suddenly realized that there was something and sneaked into his blanket.

Rong Yu bowed his head.

A mini light blue tentacles nodded at him shyly.

The author has something to say: Mucosine: Only then did I think of me! Big trotters!

Someone is thinking of gooey sugar, scumbags, and little tentacles to accompany to sleep.

Going farther and farther on the scumbag road.