immortal game

Lan Zangshu obviously also noticed Chen Mo, and stood there for a while, before his expression became fierce again.

Chen Mo: "..."

Lan Zangshu seems to have a bad temper.

Seeing that Lan Zangshu was about to turn around and leave again, Chen Mo hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, are you Lan Zangshu?"

Hearing the words, the other party actually stopped talking, neither saying "yes" nor "no", just maintaining that impatient expression.

Chen Mo: "..."

It seems that the system requires players to confirm the true identity of this NPC.

Therefore, Chen Mo suggested to the temporarily unknown ghost: "Go to our dormitory first?"

"... Isn't it convenient for Fang?" The nameless ghost opened his mouth smoothly. Although his tone was a little blunt, he still asked politely.

Chen Mo: "It's convenient."

After Chen Mo returned to the dormitory, he borrowed his mobile phone from Zhai 1, and he needed to confirm it face to face.

"Huh? What? Brother Mo, you want my phone? Wait a minute, I'm climbing a kite tree, what the hell, this strange eagle has entered berserk mode again!" House 1 has already entered the game state, wearing an expensive pair headphones, so I can hardly hear the sound of the outside world, and the conversations are all guesswork.

After finally clearing the game mission, house 1 let out a long breath, took off his earphones, and looked at Chen Mo who was standing aside.

"I want to take another look at the group photo of Youlan's collection of books." Chen Mo said.

"Oh, Brother Mo, do you also think you've got it wrong?" House 1 nodded in understanding, then called up the photo again and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo carefully compared it two or three times. Even though there were differences in hairstyle and clothing, Chen Mo could already confirm that this ghost was Lan Zangshu.

Chen Mo passed the phone to his side, and asked Lan Zangshu to read it himself.

"Brother Mo, what are you doing?" House 1 felt that Chen Mo's behavior was a little strange.

"Lan Zangshu is next to me now." Immediately, Chen Mo said to several roommates.

"Huh?" House 1 felt that he had a temporary auditory hallucination.

Sitting in the seat, Ban Hua, who had been immersed in reading carefully, finally raised her head after hearing this.

After that, naturally, there was a long process of bluffing between the two nerds, and Chen Mo also asked a few words interspersed, but Lan Zangshu had a stinky face of "Don't talk to me" and "I don't want to talk to anyone" for a long time. He didn't say another word, and he seemed to have entered a state of retreat together with the little walnut.

The progress of the investigation was temporarily deadlocked.

"Fuck, brother, I suddenly found out that you are a transparent person now, so you can freely enter and leave the girls' dormitory?! You are not allowed to peek at girls taking a shower!"

"Hey, what does it feel like to be a ghost? Can you fly around? What about your body? Is it light?"

Lan Zangshu heard the endless discussion between the two otaku men, and finally responded impatiently: "You are so curious, why don't you die?"

The two otaku men didn't dare to let Chen Mo act as their mouthpiece, so this task fell on Uncle Chen Motang who seemed to have a good temper, because Uncle Chen Motang could actually see Lan Zangshu.

Uncle Chen Motang was really patient, and he tirelessly repeated what Lan Zangshu said to the two otakus.

"Brother Ghost, are you angry? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were wrong." House No. 1 and No. 2 apologized very neatly, and they quickly and unilaterally got acquainted with Lan Zangshu, and began to call out names.

Just after being quiet for a while, house 1 said again: "It turns out that people can really become ghosts after death. It seems that death is not so terrible? At least people will not disappear completely. By the way, brother ghost, have you entered the underworld? Have you tried Mengpo soup? Is it sweet or salty? Hey, Brother Ghost probably sneaked out before he finished drinking it!"

"Goo—" The growl of Zhai 2's stomach interrupted the heated discussion between the two at the right time, and even reminded everyone that it was time for dinner. After all, they had been busy all morning, so they simply ordered dinner at this moment.

"Banhua, come over to eat first. Brother Mo treats guests and ordered a lot of delicious food! Brother ghost, do you want to eat some too?"

House 1 has set up a foldable dining table in the middle of the dormitory aisle, and the dormitory is packed to the brim immediately, and the dishes on the table

The dishes were indeed rich, and the two otaku men's appetites increased greatly. They grabbed a fried golden and crispy chicken leg, sprinkled it with black pepper, and took a big bite.Boys of their age have a considerable appetite, so the whole table is also set up extremely full and clearly defined.

On the left side, you can see the favorite dishes of middle-aged and elderly people, mainly stewed and boiled, and the staple food is rice.On the right side are all kinds of hamburgers, French fries, and pizza. As far as Chen Mo's preference is concerned, he naturally only wants to order the dishes on the left. However, the two housemates made it clear that they did not want to embark on the health regimen so early. Therefore, this practice was gradually formed. Every time Chen Mo treats guests, he will order two distinct dishes.

Lan Zangshu looked at the big table full of food with burning eyes. In fact, the first place he went to on the first day he became a ghost was the school cafeteria, and the dormitory building of Chen Mo and the others was very close to this cafeteria. Based on the principle of proximity, Lan Zangshu would only choose to knock on Chen Mo's dormitory building after that. He knocked from the first floor to the fifth floor, and only Chen Mo opened the door for him.But at that time, he felt that Chen Mo's expression was too fierce, so he turned around and left.

It's a pity that Lan Zangshu can only feast his eyes and can't touch any delicious food, but even so, Lan Zangshu still sits next to Zhai 1, looking impatient at the way the other party is devouring. Regardless, it seems that Zilan Zangshu must have been a foodie during his lifetime.

The eating appearance of No. 1 and No. 2 houses is very appetizing. Ban Hua also sat down on the side, finished a piece of hamburger in two or three strokes, then leaned over to scoop up a bowl of pork soup, and carefully gnawed on the bones of the meat. It belongs to the type of no clear preference, whether it is a health meal or a modern fast food, he can eat it with gusto.

"Thank you, Brother Mo." Ban Hua did not forget to say.

At this moment, Chen Mo was carefully picking out the meat of the crab into a small bowl, and carefully picked out the broken shells. It was not until the whole crab was processed and some sauce was poured on it that Chen Mo put the small bowl on it. In front of number ten.

Even though they are particularly fond of junk food, the two otaku men still like steamed crabs very much, but they are usually too lazy to peel them by themselves because they are too troublesome. At this time, looking at the small bowl of white and tender crab meat prepared by Chen Mo, they can't help but swallow. Swallowing, Number Ten calmly enjoyed the fruits of Chen Mo's labor with such envious eyes.

"Delicious. Thank you, Xiao Mo." While eating crab meat, No. 10 picked up the fish meat with chopsticks for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded and ate it in one bite.

Chen Mo is in a good mood at the moment, even with his serious face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The recipe of No. 10 looks similar to that of the same classmate, and he is not picky. After eating the steamed fish with crab meat, he picked up a few potato wedges, dipped them in the sauce, and slowly put them into his mouth to chew.

House 1 looked at Chen Mo's uncle, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart: People are really different from each other, how come Uncle Chen can eat the same thing with such a polite and elegant style?It's as if he's not eating potato wedges but a court feast.

However, even though he was as friendly as No. [-], he still accidentally left the sauce on the corner of his lips, so Chen Mo naturally wiped it off with a tissue, and No. [-] squinted his eyes and smiled.

While stuffing food into his mouth, house 1 observed Brother Mo's interaction with his cousin, and had to admit that what Ji Xin said earlier was quite right. Brother Mo really seems to be a bit virtuous?They didn't find anything before.House 1 got goosebumps, tore off a piece of fried chicken, dipped it in salt and pepper, and ate it on his own.

Chen Mo also ordered drinks for several people, namely iced hawthorn juice, iced tomato juice and iced bayberry juice.

The nerds don't expect Chen Mo to order Coke Sprite, and they are used to drinking this kind of healthy drink in the past two years.House 1 picked up a glass of bayberry juice and was about to drink it, when he saw—the red egg placed on the dining table by Chen Mo'an suddenly jumped onto the edge of the cup of bayberry juice at a very fast speed, and then the bayberry juice fell at a height visible to the naked eye More than half of it.

"..." House 1 was about to say something, but found that the eternal egg was standing on the dining table again, and at some point there was a puddle of juice on the table.

"Fuck, what are you doing? Wipe it quickly!" House 2 immediately grabbed a few pieces of paper and threw them at House 1.Zhai 1 took the paper in a daze, then glanced at the immobile Eternal Egg on the dining table, and wiped the table in self-doubt.

"Little Walnut, I apologize." At this time, No. 10 opened the door gently.

Well, only House 1 and No. 10 noticed the scene just now.

The small walnut immediately made a 90° angle, and threw the eggshell on the table, making a loud noise.Then he stood there, not even daring to shake.

Number 10 reached out and touched its eggshell.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of the remaining ghosts.

"Actually, this immortal egg was specially made by the developer of the immortal game. There are only fifteen in the world. Its eggshell is equipped with automatic sensing and analysis equipment. It is a simple and small robot, and it has the ability to communicate and interact with humans. Xiaomo had a birthday before, and I bought him a present." No. [-] spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Ah! That's how it is! No wonder I've always thought it was weird." Several people accepted No. 10's words without any objection, and showed a look of sudden realization.

Chen Mo: "..."

Maybe this is the difference between NPCs and real people in terms of thinking mode. For these NPCs, robots are probably nothing more common.

"Then can I touch it?" House 1 was obviously aroused, and stretched out his claws towards the eternal egg curiously.

Probably because he felt that he had done something wrong earlier, it was rare for Little Walnut not to avoid it this time, which made Zhai 1 feel right.The eternal eggshell was extremely cold, and house 1 couldn't help sighing comfortably, and then took the initiative to push the remaining red bayberry juice in front of the little walnut, motioning for the other party to enjoy it.

The Eternal Egg swayed from side to side.

"It only eats essence and blood, and doesn't drink beverages. Before, it made a mistake. It mistook red bayberry juice for blood. After drinking it, it realized something was wrong, so it spit it out again." No. 10 explained with a smile.

"...Ah, so that's how it is." House 1 once again accepted this bizarre explanation, but nodded in understanding: "That's right, that's right, according to the setting of the immortal game, eternal life It is true that eggs can only eat human essence and blood, and this immortal egg is really restored. Uncle Chen must have spent a lot of money to buy it."

Fortunately, house 1 did not have the idea of ​​letting the immortal egg suck his own blood.

Chen Mo had returned to his expressionless state. He picked up a few chopsticks and vegetables for No. [-], and his hands shook a little.

No. 10 turned his head and looked up at Chen Mo with some amusement. Under the dining table, its right foot had kicked off its leather shoe at some point, and it was hovering under Chen Mo's body as if nothing had happened. Rubbing skillfully.