The four main characters are all my followers

For the next three days, Bian Ruofei was very lively around him.

Elvis will quietly follow Bian Ruofei except for participating in the weekly duty arranged by the Allied Army.

The blond boy named Brent he met in the Self-Defense Force was also very attached to him. Because he was on night shift, he would chat with Bian Ruofei all day long.The common sense cognition that is slightly out of touch with ordinary people makes his words occasionally full of fun.

It's just that when Brent came to Bian Ruofei to talk, he often received Samuel's cold eyes.It should be because of the disharmony in the aura, he deduced.

As for the other two, Yuan Ling has always acted according to the set procedures. If the "master" did not set a personality, then in front of Bian Ruofei would be the most primitive Sanwu personality.

— except when there are other people.

Gen Zero acted as if he was treating him as the new order issuer.

However, in the second part, it was the young man who almost drove mankind out of the planet and established a new mechanical empire.

It's just that Bian Ruofei didn't quite understand the kind of behavior like swearing sovereignty or possessiveness, and he also didn't think deeply about the occasional tit-for-tat confrontation between Samuel and Yuan Ling.

Fall in love and kill?

Bian Ruofei, who was lying on the roof lazily basking in the sun, was suddenly amused by the word in his mind.

Samuel had coveted his soul from the very beginning, and Gen Zero was more like observing him silently than being obedient.

Even they themselves might not know what kind of mentality they have towards him as a second-rate writer.

Bian Ruofei stretched out his hand, and the warm afternoon sun leaked out from between his fingers, his body seemed to be slowly filled with strength.

It was rare that he was the only one lying here quietly today.Her blond hair fell casually over her shoulders, her bangs partially covering her eyes.

However, the black and blonde layering did not occur with the newly grown hair from his own roots.The new roots appear to be a little lighter in color.

Through the reflection of the glass next to Bian Ruofei, his fingertips scratched the roots of the hair a few times.

The black spectacle frames without lenses were still on the bridge of the nose, and finally suppressed the strong youthful spirit of his original baby face.However, just staring at my own reflection, I felt a strange yet familiar feeling.

There was a vague premonition in his heart.

Bian Ruofei waved his hand lightly, and manifested the array of cards in front of his eyes. It was still the card of the four books he had finished writing. He arched the main card Zhongxing, whose surface seemed to be blurred and lingering with a mysterious atmosphere. Surrounded like a moon in the middle.

The blond youth swallowed silently.

In fact, he seemed to have vaguely guessed what his last card was, but he still couldn't accept it emotionally.

If it was really what he thought, there would be nothing more embarrassing than this.

Bian Ruofei suddenly put away those special cards.

Afternoon tea time always makes people feel sleepy, Bian Ruofei walked down from the roof after resting.Perhaps it was just the right time, and a faint abnormal sound was caught in his ears.

"Someone is fighting?" Bian Ruofei blinked, then walked towards the side room of the courtyard.

The door was not locked, and he opened it easily, taking in the scene of the entire room.

This place was supposed to be used as a utility room, and few people usually stay here.You can smell a little dust on the tip of your nose.

But at this moment, the behavior of the two people in the spotlight did not look like a friendly meeting.

"Samuel, are you bullying a child?" Bian Ruofei asked without thinking.

The tall, dark-haired young man was cornering the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy, with viscous malice evident on his face.

But Brent, who was shrouded in his shadow, showed a pitiful aura due to his poor figure.

He slumped back in the corner quite appropriately, and showed an exaggerated expression of pleading for help to Bian Ruofei: "Captain, save me, I... Senior Samuel didn't know why, and suddenly invited me here to fight. "

Bian Ruofei glanced at Samuel strangely, he never thought that a necromancer who could stand at the top and call the wind and rain in another world would have to argue with a child about something.

"You treat such an old man as a child?" The necromancer ignored Brent's words, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the blond young man who came here last.

"At least he is younger than you." Bian Ruofei retorted, "And you actually want to have a fight with him?"

He beckoned, so the blond boy ran behind him to hide, popping up from time to time to look at the gloomy necromancer standing opposite.

"Why not?" Samuel gave the frightened boy a cold look, "When you were not around just now, he didn't behave like he does now."

"Huh?" Bian Ruofei turned his head slightly, looking at the blond boy who was protected behind him, "What were you like just now?"

But Brent just shook his head, lowered his head and tugged at Bian Ruofei's sleeve and did not let go.His mood seemed uneasy, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Not only do I want to fight him, I even want to kill him and use it as my collection." Samuel hooked his lips and said, "So, Your Royal Highness, are you going to stop me?"

After this question fell, there was a moment of silence in the entire room, and a certain silent oppressive force broke out on Samuel, pointing directly at the other two people in the room.

"If I am determined to stop your actions, will you take action against me?" Bian Ruofei did not answer, but asked back and forth.

He returned the question to the black-haired necromancer, with a calm expression on his face, as if he wasn't worried about the other party's answer at all.

However, Samuel's expression darkened visibly to the naked eye, and he almost laughed angrily.

"Are you rejecting me for an insignificant human being?" The man's eyes were like blades on the blond boy's face, "You like him that much?"

Hearing this, Brent, who was originally hiding behind Bian Ruofei, finally said timidly: "I'm sorry, I just want to be friends with the captain, but I didn't expect you to be unhappy. I'm really sorry that you guys quarreled because of me. "

Samuel scoffed at his words.

"You don't need to apologize," Bian Ruofei patted the back of the boy's hand reassuringly, "It's because of Samuel's strange behavior."

He turned to look at the necromancer standing in the shadows with a cold breath: "I just like this child very much and want to be friends with him. Why do you interfere with my freedom?"

Bian Ruofei took a questioning tone, but there was no emotional fluctuation in his heart. He just felt a mechanical sense of going through the process, like an actor in an idol drama, and he might have taken the male lead script.

Facts are of little importance to him, but Samuel's relationship with Genzero and Elvis has been stiff recently, and there are constant small movements in the place.

This annoyed Bian Ruofei who had been followed by them for several days.Their scramble was not out of filial piety, but out of possession—this gave him the illusion that he was an object.

Even in the original world, as a creator, Bian Ruofei spends a long time alone more often, and can think freely and freely.Now such cases have become very rare.

"You want to have freedom, that's impossible." Samuel came out from the shadows, and he leaned closer, staring at the young man's face, "Your soul will become my possession sooner or later."

"Looking forward to your performance." Bian Ruofei replied calmly, and even wanted to push the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose to set himself up.

Samuel moved his gaze to the boy hiding behind him.

Relying on the fact that the people in front of him could not see, Brent showed a provocative smile at the necromancer.

He pointed to Ruofei and made a mouth shape.

mine.

Samuel's expression became extremely terrifying in an instant, but in the end he did nothing, but left the room aggressively.

On this occasion, Brent had won.

"You're not scared by him, are you?" Bian Ruofei was indifferent to Samuel's departure, as if he just thought that the other party was having a fight just like a child.

The blond boy shook his head, he bit his lower lip, looked in the direction where the man left, showing a little uneasy look: "I continue to talk with the captain, will the captain's friend still be angry?"

"No." Bian Ruofei rubbed Fang Can's blond hair, and comforted him, "After all, you didn't do anything wrong, maybe he's just in a bad mood today."

"Is that right?"

Brent felt the other person's warm palm above his head, and somewhere deep in his heart seemed to move slightly, and the provocative words that he wanted to continue to speak were swallowed back because of this momentary fluctuation.

Forget it, anyway, today's goal has been achieved.

Brent followed behind the young man with long blond hair, stepping into the orange sunset.

Instead of going back to the roof to bask in the sun with Bian Ruofei, he turned to the kitchen instead.Minamoto is baking desserts there.

Two days ago, Bian Ruofei casually mentioned that he wanted to eat mousse cake, but now Yuan Ling is making it according to the recipe.

"Do you need help?" Brent approached, looking at the well-arranged kitchen utensils and neatly stacked semi-finished products in the room, a little eager to try.

Not trying to be helpful, just simply seeing things in order and wanting to break them.It's like when a cat sees a water glass on the table and wants to push it to the ground to break it.

"I don't need your help." Yuan Ling said calmly, his hands were covered with white kitchen gloves, and he was making a delicate decoration with cream.

"Here's a cake that's already made?" Brent reached out to pick up a square mousse cake that was placed on a tray, and the aroma of chocolate was already coming out of it.

Before that, however, Brent hadn't seen a cake.The recipes of the Zerg have always been different from that of humans, so he has greatly reduced the foresight of the cake's fragility.

His finger poked a precise hole in it.

Yuan Ling, who was holding a tool in his hand, failed to stop the other party's action in the first place, was silent for a second, and said, "You ruined the cake I was going to give him."

"Well, I didn't mean to. Who'd have thought it was so soft?" Brent retorted.

Gen Zero did not continue to say anything, but took out another spare piece of cake from the refrigerator, and carefully placed the flowers he had carved on the top layer.

He put the cake on the tray, and Brent, as if remedial, poured a cup of tea and set it aside.

"It just so happens that I'm also looking for the captain, so let me deliver these to him!" After finishing speaking, Brent picked up the tray and walked out without waiting for the other party's rejection.

Gen Zero followed and took two steps, and finally stopped at the door.

In fact, he also wanted to have a few words with Bian Ruofei, but there were too many people around him recently, and there were not many opportunities for Yuan Ling to find a place to speak.

The cake was supposed to be made for this, but now the opportunity was "give up" to Brent.

The blond boy didn't seem to mean it, he hummed and walked up the stairs to where Ruofei was on the roof.

Gen Zero looked back at the unfinished utensils in the kitchen, as well as the cake that had been poked and left aside in the cold.

It seems that there is some kind of new program written in his core, so that the operation of the machine will become slightly stuck.

The man with dark blue hair did not stand still in place, but stepped forward and began to clean the used kitchen utensils. He did not find a mixer, and even the cream was made after a long time of pure beating with a few chopsticks. of.

Gen Zero cleaned the chopsticks and the basin and put them back in place, and finally everything else was cleaned up, leaving only the destroyed cake.

He hesitated for a moment.

"Why, you look like a defeated dog now." Samuel didn't know how long he stood at the door, and he was speaking to him in a half-sarcastic tone at this moment.

"That kid is not as simple as he appears."

"What do you want to do?" Yuan Zero's understanding was very strong, so he responded quite quickly.

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