[Yan Zan] "In short, find the time machine first!"

No one can imagine that the well-dressed gun-toting saint a few minutes ago is the same person as this //scum//set// son of today.Except for those teary eyes.It was a washed blue, an inorganic blue, empty inside, and not even desire could force it to get any darker.

Contradictions and opposites, incomparably lively and lifeless, people can't help but want to criticize, destroy, tear off that layer of lively and insignificant body, and see if the heart wrapped inside is alive and beating. The jump is still mechanically wound.

So Yanke bit those thin lips even more fiercely, every time he wedged// was stronger than the previous one.The melted water was squeezed out from their close contact, and wet the ground between the legs, and the tears that slipped through the net slid down the cheeks and sank into the short pale blonde hair of the Undertaker.Yanke gritted his teeth and thought, how could anyone in the world be so sweet and so bitter?He clearly possessed the mourner completely, but his heart was far more empty than when he could see but not eat.

The Lateran was heartless, with an unrepentant cold iron in his chest.

The undertaker was thoughtful.

He thought that what he would see after clicking in would be a bunch of exaggerated and absurd OOXX content no less than that of the Kalan trio, but he didn't expect it to be a car with a good plot.In Warfarin's eyes, she is an inhuman flesh and blood machine, rigid, indifferent, without even the most basic sense of shame, and has always been submissive to external coercion.In fact, although the mourners treat same-sex and opposite-sex relationships equally, they will strictly abide by the basic content that conforms to the [-]st to [-]th civil rights of Lateran, including the provisions on citizens' rights to life, health and life. .For example, if Yanke wants to force him as described in this post, he will choose to fight back according to his rights instead of passively accepting it.

But her opinion of herself has a certain reference value... The undertaker dropped the post wordlessly, over-tested slightly, and looked at the face of his roommate sleeping soundly under the moonlight.

Limited by the existence of the tail, many operators in Rhodes Island can only sleep on the left or right side, but for Yanke in the middle stage of ore disease, the restrictions on sleeping positions are even greater—his There are many scattered origin stone crystals growing on the left side of his body, causing him to only fall asleep on his left side.He was not used to using a pillow, and his loose dark blue hair was piled on the white sheet. His peaceful sleeping face reminded the mourners of the beautiful angels carved out of pure white marble in the Lateran Cathedral.

Except for those terrifying origin stone crystals on the forehead and jaw.

Do you think I'm a robot too?the undertaker asked inwardly.Will you be as sad as Warfarin wrote?

Of course, Yan Ke, who was trapped in his sleep, could not answer these questions.The mourner sat silently in the dark for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of those posts on the phone, and turned on the phone screen again.

The next target is "Sister thinks you need physical therapy", from id to avatar to speaking style is 100% Gavial style.Similar to Hua Farin, who only writes Gao H Xiaohuang, her post format is surprisingly neat, and all of them are marked with the words "playing practice".

The mourners clicked in curiously.

When he clicked out all of them, he felt no less than reading more than 50 advanced combat records—they were packaged in light gold, and were jokingly called "advanced pornography" by a group of operators.

The field doctor's dream of the nanny's melee combat was all volatilized through various play exercises.It can be seen that she writes with great enthusiasm, but it is a pity that there are very few people who support her.She complained more than once at the end of the article that she wanted popularity, but in the end she just got the "kneading" and "come on" from the id "want to be a princess" (the undertaker guessed that this should be Estelle, an operator of the same clan as her). , I support you".

The Undertaker withdrew again, did a little psychological preparation for himself, and then moved on to the next target "Liz", which was the operator Nightingale.

Unexpectedly, there were only two posts on Nightingale's account, all of which were buried in flames.One of them is "The Garden of Eden", which caused him to feel unexpectedly heavy. It has been refined by the moderator White-faced Owl, and the aftertaste of "Eden ptsd" caused by it is endless.The other post was earlier, and the post titled "Prologue" was put on hold after only updating the first floor.Nightingale didn't explain the suspension of updates in the post. Instead, after "Eden" came out, many readers regrouped to this post to ask for updates and HE, or to re-read Eden ptsd, which made the floor very high .

After investigating so many targets, the Undertaker also roughly figured out the real situation of this forum.The creators here are mainly female operators of the medical department. Considering that the only male operator in the medical department is Ansel, and has been excluded by the rules set by the white-faced owl, it can be said that the entire medical department is almost concentrated. department.

After all, there is a specialization in the art industry.So thought the undertaker.The operatives in the medical department understand the structure of the human body better, and it is not easy to make bugs when they write it.If it were an operator from another department, such as himself, it might be a little clearer about the vital points of the human body, but the sensitive areas would be far beyond the outline.

Among them, White-faced Owl and Hemer are moderators and sub-moderators respectively, responsible for the daily maintenance of the forum.Other operators have more or less written a few posts.Among them, the most written ones are Warfarin, Ceylon, and Gavial who met him in the morning.Among them, Warfarin mainly focuses on pure cars; Ceylon likes to write long-running and long-running stories about two people in love, and has her own car when she is deeply in love; Gavill, all of her writing is "practice for drama" .

Operators from other departments are also occasionally active in posting.For example, Shen Haise, an operative in the auxiliary department, with the id "Katsushika Hokusai Zhai Zhai", the most famous painter in the forum, because he often encourages his favorite writers with pictures, the content is not taboo, and there is also a "big town" Touch" alias.Undertakers found that there were far more writers than painters in the forums.In addition to deep sea color, the only ones who can draw are the perfumers who are the staff of the medical department, with the id "Mop riding on the face".There may also be some less popular operator graffiti, with the theme of showing ugliness and entertaining the public, so it is not worth mentioning.

There is also a "42-star operator", who is initially suspected to be the person in charge of the procurement center, Ke Luxie.She is the largest and only peripheral producer of the forum.According to the results of the undertaker's survey, she has organized forum members to publish two special CP doujinshi, because recently the flame burial CP has become more popular in the forum, and it seems that there will be a third fanbook with the theme of flame burial.

The mourner turned off the phone, closed his eyes and swept away the faint white light remaining in his vision.He let out a long sigh in the pure darkness, then put his phone on the bedside table, ready to start his three hours late sleep tonight.

But now he feels very energetic, so energetic that he can't sleep at all.

In this huge Rhodes Island, right within their reach, there are so many people trying to interpret them from various perspectives... In fact, even now the Undertaker can't tell if this counts. "Care" too.He just felt that the lines of sight that he had been ignoring at ordinary times finally had a solid body, and they were firmly tied to his body. The sudden sense of confusion made him curl up subconsciously, just like a cat in late autumn often does. like that.

So in the end he got up again, picked up the phone on the bedside table, flipped to the follow-up of Shining's post, and read it with relish.

(TBC)