I really don't want to be a disaster

After bidding farewell to Li Changge, Yi Lin returned to the capital alone.

It has been half a month since Styx came back from the bath in junior high school.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the next trial, which was about to come.

The "trial" about once a month, like the frequency of an aunt, seems to come once in a long time, but in fact this period of daily life is very precious.

Yi Lin felt that she hadn't had time to relax properly, so she was about to start preparing for the next trial.

But he has long been accustomed to this rhythm, and there is nothing to say.

No one commemorates the tenth anniversary of the advent of the Tower.

After all, this is not a memorable day.

The pain left by that "star fall" on the earth, and even in many remote places, still leave traces.

Two more days passed.

Molly ran over exhausted with two dark circles under her eyes.

She directly threw an encrypted micro USB flash drive in front of Yi Lin.

"Here, here is the information you want."

"Your list is more than you imagined. Some have the same name and surname. There are more than a dozen with the same name, and there are a few less. You compare it yourself to see who the person you are looking for is."

Molly finished speaking quickly and yawned lazily, looking extremely sleepy.

"You stayed up late again?"

"It doesn't matter, there is still a little bit of the mask you gave, just apply it after waking up, there is nothing wrong with it."

Molly subconsciously rubbed her slightly fluffy lower eyelids.

Facial mask?

Yi Lin was startled at first.

Then he came back to his senses.

The "mask" Molly was talking about was the [Special Ghost Oil] that he brought out from the Ghost Mist Mountain trial a few months ago. Unexpectedly, Molly hadn't used it up until now.

Very durable.

Yi Lin nodded and said nothing more.

Molly suddenly remembered something, with a weird expression: "Speaking of your 'industry', the secrecy mechanism is very thorough."

"What?"

"It's that facial mask. I took out a little bit and wanted to test the ingredients and molecular structure. Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the analytical instrument, as if it had evaporated out of thin air. If I didn't know in advance that it was a kind of The power that science cannot explain at present, I thought it was a ghost."

"You actually took it for analysis?"

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this.

"Cut, try and you won't get pregnant." Molly quickly made herself a cup of hot coffee with a little salt flavor, and ended the topic: "By the way, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

Yi Lin thought for a while, and then made a decision, without struggling for more than ten seconds.

Now that the list has been obtained, he can work out a "travel strategy" tonight, and prepare for the next trial by the way.

"So urgent?"

Molly stared, hesitated to speak.

Yi Lin smiled slightly: "It's okay, there are some things I can't explain to you. In short, this matter will take some time. Ling Yiyi's treatment is up to you, but don't force it too much."

"Dead soul light."

Molly suddenly lowered her head and squeezed out this sentence from between her teeth.

"Huh?" Yi Lin was confused.

What are you scolding me for?

convulsions?

Auntie here?

This time... is ahead of time?

"Do you think I can't find the 'osmium-iridium alloy beads' I have worked so hard to throw in the trash can outside? Sneaky, heh heh, I don't care if you use it or not. The money owed to my aunt must be Also, want to renege on the debt? No way!"

Ah this?

was discovered...

I knew it would be farther away.

Yi Lin nodded helplessly: "Before I leave... hey, forget it, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

A look up.

This aunt left long ago, completely disrespecting her.

After dinner, Yi Lin fed Wang Tiandi full of dog food, and asked Molly to arrange a legal identity for Wang Tiandi by the way.

When Molly heard that Yi Lin was going to apply for an ID for a dog, her eyes almost popped out.

Her original words at the time were: "Give a dog a human ID? Isn't this outrageous? Do you really treat the whole world as blind? Can't you tell the difference between a dog and a human?"

Wang Tiandi stood aside and smiled coldly.

Although she complained, but for some reason, Molly helped Yi Lin with this matter.

On this trip, Yi Lin decided to take Wang Tiandi along.

Among other things, this is a real dog with a nose thief, maybe it will come in handy at any time.

As for Lao Pan... just let him fend for himself in the laboratory.

Anyway, with Pan Zhengyi's terrible luck, as long as he doesn't encounter too outrageous natural and man-made disasters, or too terrible trials, he may live a more nourishing life than Yi Lin.

While Yi Lin is envious of Lao Pan's super high luck value, she also leaves Lao Pan where she can't take care of herself with peace of mind.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Yi Lin woke up naturally from sleep.

When I walked out of the hall, I found that Molly hadn't gotten up yet.

He came to Ling Yiyi's residence without a sound, and found that Ling Yiyi was wearing earphones, and he didn't know what she was listening to.

"coming?"

As soon as Yi Lin approached, Ling Yiyi sensed Yi Lin's heartbeat and took off the earphones with a smile.

This hearing is against the sky.

Yi Lin pondered secretly.

He has obviously turned on [Like a Shadow].

But in front of Ling Yiyi's ridiculously sharp hearing, it didn't work at all.

It is impossible for normal people to have this level of hearing.

But Yi Lin remained calm, and after disabling the skill, she helped Ling Yiyi go out to bask in the sun.

"Are you still used to it?"

"Well, it's not bad. Although everyone here is very busy and not as lively as in the orphanage, they all treat me very well."

"That's good."

The two chatted casually.

Like an old friend for many years.

It's like brother and sister.

Yi Lin looked at Ling Yiyi's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

I remembered the number that represented the life experience of the two of them.

[01], [10].

What exactly does this represent?

If Yi Lin had no parents, where did he come from?

Every time he thought of this, he didn't know how to face Ling Yiyi.

He owns "the future of the two", and Ling Yiyi owns the "past of the two". This weird relationship over time and space makes Yi Lin very headache.

suddenly.

Ling Yiyi turned her head and "stared" at Yi Lin.

"I heard you're going on a trip?"

"Yeah." Yi Lin said with a calm tone, smiling, "Did Molly tell you? You really talked about everything. But it's nothing, it's just walking around, part of it is a personal matter, part of it is related to work. "

Yi Lin explained ambiguously.

Ling Yiyi also didn't doubt him: "Be careful when you go out. You, you have been frizzy since you were a child, and the old director didn't say you once or twice."

When did I become irritable?

Yi Lin was speechless, but still agreed.

After a simple breakfast, Molly also walked out of the room in cute cartoon pajamas with disheveled hair.

"Morning."

Molly glanced listlessly at Yi Lin, then pushed open the bathroom door with her bare feet.

Open the door and take a look...

Wang Tiandi was sitting leisurely on the toilet, holding a flat tablet in his hand to scan a small video.

Molly: "..."

Wang Tiandi: "Wang?"

"You meow, hurry up and take your stupid dog away!"

After a while of flying around in daily life.

After washing, Molly finally regained her decent shape.

"What I said yesterday..."

Yi Lin brought Molly to the place where he usually retreats.

A motorcycle with a hideous and domineering appearance was parked there quietly.

"Ah? When did you buy it? This car... doesn't look cheap!"

Yi Lin smiled: "Next, please cover your mouth first, and don't make any noise."

"Tch, is it possible that this motorcycle of yours can still go to the sky? Wait, this car of yours can be used on the road? It looks like it has been modified illegally, right?" Molly waved her hand nonchalantly, and she quickly noticed Night Dire. parts, something looks wrong.

This style of painting is too sci-fi.

"Nightmare, Cybertron mode."

"Yes, my esteemed master."

ka ka ka-

In the next moment, every part on the motorcycle rotated, jumped, and reassembled. With the sound of clicking, a pitch-black motorcycle slowly stood up and turned into a pitch-black mech over two meters tall.

On the head of the mech, two scarlet lights suddenly lit up, flickering, very agile.

Molly, dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

Transformers?

Has this kind of finished product been produced domestically?