A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

"Zhaobu doesn't hate me either."

"Well, it would be better to say that the meaning of my existence here is you, boss,"

"Am I so important...?" Ifrit lowered her head and looked away, not wanting Yabu to see the happy but a little embarrassed expression on her face.

The meaning of existence is oneself or something...

Doesn't that mean that Yao Bu will do whatever he asks him to do?Is it okay to make some excessive demands?

In this case......

"Read me a storybook."

"Huh?"

"If I'm so important, then I want to hear you read me a storybook. Will you read it to me?"

"...Is it Yan Guoyu?" Yabu felt some non-existent sweat start to leak out from his forehead.

"What is Yanguoyu?"

It's over.

Although with the help of the doctor, Yabu learned a little bit of the Colombian language, but Yabu is not as outrageous as the doctor. He can really learn it if he says he can, and now he can barely understand some vocabulary.

"Zaibu, you don't know how to read. In fact, you don't know how to read." Ifrit clearly felt that when she said the words "illiterate", the body of Zhebu underneath her body became stiff.

"Ah, um... It's good. Boss, you have learned magic. The owl from Hogwarts will come to deliver a message to you tomorrow."

"..."

Such useless magic.

"Don't be disappointed, even though I can't read." Yabu smiled and touched the corner of Ifrit's head, soothing her somewhat depressed mood, "But I didn't say I couldn't tell stories."

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*Ifrit’s goal is to leave here.

*In order to ensure that Ifrit can immediately detect when he needs it, Yabu will check it with a mark almost every minute.

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Chapter 141 is a piece of shit, right?

Although Yabu's memory is not that outstanding, he cannot tell the stories he has read before word for word.

Rather, can anyone really do this? Oh, Doctor, it’s okay.

Naturally, he didn't have any system to directly enter his memory so that he could check the contents of those books in his mind at any time.

But in the final analysis, fairy tales are actually not difficult to tell. You just need to know the general outline and then tell them in your own words. And coincidentally, he does still remember the general plot and content of several fairy tales.

He just sat on the sofa, rubbing the little guy lying in his arms from time to time, and telling fairy tales he had heard before in a soft and clear voice.

People outside looked at the two people inside. There seemed to be a strange atmosphere between the two of them that attracted all the attention, covering up everything else in the room. They were not out of tune with the pale and mechanical room environment around them. , because the surrounding environment has been completely obscured by them at this moment.

Ah, yes, there are people outside watching.

In addition to several medical staff who were usually responsible for taking care of Ifrit, several security personnel dispatched to prevent accidents also stayed outside Ifrit's room due to Yabu's arrival.

Originally, people outside didn't pay much attention to what was going on inside, and only a few of the security personnel were monitoring the whole process.

After all, this door is locked, and all conceivable protections have been taken. If the other party can still come out like the last time, then they can't prevent it even if they all stare at it.

How much is the salary for working so hard?

But slowly, several of the security personnel who had been watching gradually became quiet. They no longer communicated with each other, but quietly looked at the room in front of the single-pane glass and listened to the sounds inside.

And their quiet way of hugging a group naturally attracted a few colleagues. Seeing them like this, the few colleagues who were attracted curiously came to the glass window with the idea of ​​​​what fun it could be to watch people interacting with children. forward.

Damn...it's actually interesting.

He also watched quietly.

The security personnel who followed increased the size of the group of onlookers, and the increased number attracted more colleagues, until finally, the few security personnel who were sent all gathered around to watch.

The people who usually looked after Ifrit were attracted here because they were suddenly rummaged around by a few old men to borrow pens and paper, and put them in front of the glass window to write down something. Attention, they also came over curiously.

Then he also watched quietly.

So, there is this scene now.

The whole group of people seemed to be watching a movie. Wu Yang Wu Yang gathered in front of the glass window and watched Yabu telling stories to Ifrit in his arms. Several of them, who had children at home, were holding papers or Devices such as mobile phones record those fairy tales and prepare to go back and read them to their children.

It's not that fairy tales are rare. What world doesn't have fairy tales? What's really rare is that some of the stories told by Yabu can be related to similar ones, but some they have never heard of at all and are very strange. interesting.

"The sixth planet is No. 330. There is a geographer living on this star..."

- hum.

The sudden ringing of the phone covered up the story coming out of the room, causing a group of people to look towards the source of the sound. Some people who were copying the story even looked at them to signal them to get rid of the phone quickly.

The person whose phone rang also said sorry with an embarrassed look, lowered his head and covered his mouth with his hand. After looking at the contacts displayed on the phone, he quickly answered the call.

"Hey?"

Really, who is disturbing people so much? Come and call me now...

"...Director Ceria?"

"..."

Everyone's faces that had just turned away suddenly turned to look at the person holding the mobile phone. Then they came back to their senses from the story and remembered that the person seemed to be the captain of the security personnel.

Moreover, what did he just say...Director Ceria?

This name seemed to have some substantial weight in itself. Just hearing this name made the onlookers instantly become more solemn, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

"'Can you suggest something for me to see?' asked the little prince.

'The planet Earth. 'The geographer answered him, 'Its reputation is very high...'

So the little prince went away, thinking about his flowers as he walked. "

But Yabu and Ifrit inside don't care about what's happening outside. They don't know what's going on outside and how to talk about it.

"Oh, yes...yes, the subject of surveillance is playing with Ifrit, uh...let him answer the phone?"

Oh no!Director Ceria!Don't interrupt now!

Although the person who answered the phone was unwilling to interrupt the story, after all, if he didn't finish the story, he would be so uncomfortable that he would drop pearls in bed at night.

But Ceria had already given the order, and he couldn't say anything else. He opened the door with a group of people looking at him who wanted to kill him, interrupting this warm scene and causing a group of people to sigh.

"What's going on?" Yabu was a little confused, listening to the sighs coming from outside the door, and looking at the twisted but somewhat apologetic and sad expression on the man's face for some reason.

...Is there a crisis outside? "

"Director Seria asked me to give you the phone. She seems to have something to call you." The man didn't explain too much to Yabu, but sadly handed him the phone in his hand. Those who didn't know thought that Yabu was at home. Something happened.

"Hey......?"

[Seria: Yabu? 】

"Ang, it's me."

"Seraya Seria!" Ifrit grabbed Yabu and yelled into the phone.

"Oh, and Ifrit, do you want to come and see her? Ifrit misses you very much."

[Ceria: Sorry... I will go later. 】

"If you are too busy, Ceria won't have to take time to see me."

Despite what she said verbally, Ifrit actually hoped that Seria would come.

[Ceria: Yeah. 】

It doesn't look like acting.

"...?" Ifrit looked at Yabu with a stiff expression, feeling like a cat who was about to shed tears of regret.

And Yabu also opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He was a little stuck and brought the phone in front of him, staring at the screen as if he wanted to see the stuff on the other end of the phone in this way. What on earth was Leya thinking?

"Boss, it's okay, it's okay. You know Ceria has a straight temper. Just listen to what she says. Don't take it too seriously." Yabu covered the microphone of the phone with his hand, feeling a little embarrassed. The tension comforted Ifrit.

No, why do you take it seriously when a child is being polite to you?

"It's okay, boss, don't be sad. At the worst, I'll tell Ceria and let her come and see you when she has time, and bring you some delicious snacks by the way."

"You have to come too...,,,"

"No problem, boss. When the time comes, we two will eat together. Can I answer Seria's call first?"

I'm sorry, boss. I'm almost finished thinking about the sad thing but I still can't hold it in. If I don't change the subject and get this matter over with quickly, I'm going to laugh out loud.

Seeing Ifrit nodded to the suggestion of bringing candy next time, Yabu slowly moved his hand covering the microphone and asked to the wooden bump on the other end: "Um, Ceria, come to me. Is there a problem......"

[Ceria: You may need to come with me. 】

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*When Yabu was telling stories with Ifrit, he would use his Origin Stone skills to make some little stars for Ifrit to play with.

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Chapter 142 Race?Race is Celebi

People often absorb some experiences summed up from past events as they grow up, leaving those events behind.

These things are just buried under the dust of time. They can be forgotten, actively or passively ignored, but no matter what you do, they are still there.

It is as solid as a foundation carved on stone, forming a filling called the past bit by bit, filling a person more fully and three-dimensionally.

When you meet a person, generally speaking, what you see is actually one side of her at that moment, rather than the entire three-dimensional person. You may not see everything clearly, and you may be biased towards what she did at this moment. And the character is strange.

These people can all understand it, so no matter how strange a person is, he will feel that there must be some reason for it.

"So you really don't know how to communicate with your kids?"

"..."

Seria was driving the car like a cold stranger, ignoring Yabu on the passenger seat and staring at the front intently. However, it could be seen from her not very calm expression that he fully understood Yabu's words. Listening, I just don’t know how to answer.

Although Yabu did not stay in the glass capsule after following Ceria out, it was like the interstellar Berry captured the experimental subject. However, in order to show off, his hands were now covered with enamel made by Ceria. Wrapped together, a signal transmitter for positioning is also symbolically worn around the neck.

But facing the questions raised by the powerless Yabu, Seria felt that it was even more difficult to resist than the enemies she had faced before.

"It's a good thing that she didn't directly train the children as employees. Do you know that she...Okay, okay, I won't say more, don't look at me like that."

Mulseth, who was sitting in the back seat, poked his head out from the middle. He wanted to tell Yabu about Seria's original views on emotions, but he glanced over and stared at her while Seria was busy driving. Under the pressure, considering her own life safety, she immediately stopped talking.

Let's make a strategic retreat for the time being. After all, her purpose is to say something so that she can talk to Yabu, not to risk her life with Ceria.

Fortunately, his head had already risen, so Mulseth simply looked at Yabu's real purpose and said knowingly: "It's called Yabu, right?"

"Ah."

"Yabu, you..." Mulseth looked at Yabu carefully up and down, as if he were scanning, "What race are you from? There are no racial characteristics at all. It's Pirosa." (Sloth)?"

"I'm Celebi." Yabu playfully said a word that almost spelled out his secret, but people who didn't understand it couldn't understand it even if they tried hard.

"Ok?"

Hearing Yabu's answer, Mulseth was stunned for a moment, thinking about what race this Celebi was and why he had never heard of it.

But immediately after seeing Yao Bu's smiling expression, she immediately understood that this was probably a joke made by the other party because he did not want to reveal his race, so she did not pursue the matter further, but responded with the same joke: " That’s really a rare race.”

However... the act of concealing one's own race can actually be regarded as an answer in itself.

Mulseth sat back in her seat, but she became more curious about this "Celebi". However, there were more important things to do today, so she had to put her curiosity aside for a moment.

"What have you been doing these two days? Every time I look for you, you seem to be in the laboratory with Dorothy."

Seeing that Mulseth had calmed down, Ceria also focused on driving ahead and took advantage of the chat atmosphere to ask about Yabu's whereabouts in the past few days.

"...We did a little experiment together."

If you want to count, today should be the fifth day since Yabu came to Rhine's life through the pendant, and two days have passed since Dorothy asked Yabu to cooperate with her experiment.

Dorothy kept her word, and indeed used her not-so-rich purse to take Yabu to have a good meal.

But what's a bit funny is that when Dorothy takes Yabu out to eat, as long as someone keeps their eyes on Yabu for a little longer, Dorothy will somehow be able to keenly notice it and protect the food. He seemed to be on alert until the man completely disappeared from sight.