Chapter 1153 What Else Can This Guy Do!

"What sound!" Song Qian became vigilant like a conditioned reflex, looking for the source of the sound, while looking at Anyang with one eye in confusion, "Is it the sound of the system, or is there a newcomer coming?"

"It's just a knock on the door." Anyang said helplessly.

"Knock on the door?" Song Qian was a little puzzled, could there be a knock on the door in this place, but he didn't see a door!

"Yes." Anyang said.

At this time, the voice continued to come——

"Dong dong dong..."

"Fellow Daoist Anyang, it's time to eat, do you want to eat?" Huang Lan's voice came out in a vague voice, obviously there was something in his mouth.

"This voice... sounds familiar." Song Qian frowned immediately, then looked at Anyang, "What did she call you? What fellow Daoist is this? That should be your name, right? Uh, no, this is you. Have you been talking about why you are in a hurry?"

"Yeah, my wife has already prepared the meal, do you want to eat some together?" Anyang said calmly.

"This is not good?" Song Qian rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "But it's really been a long time since I had a good meal. The food that those Americans eat is simply not for human beings. It's hard for you to be so kind. If you do, I won't be polite to you, just to make friends, and if we meet in the process of performing tasks in the future, we can take care of each other for a or two."

Anyang looked at him with a pained face, and after a long time, he waved his hand decisively: "Think beautiful!"

Song Qian felt the darkness in front of him and lost consciousness.

He was awakened by a sudden pain.

At the moment when he regained consciousness, he only felt that he was lying on the ground, as if he had just fallen, his face was pressed against the hard and cold ground, and the pain was burning. Those previous memories were like a dream, or something. an illusion.

It was indeed a fall, and my face was absolutely rubbed off.

Such thoughts flashed through Song Qian's mind.

Really bad!

Suddenly, he felt a hand grab him and lift him up, followed by a faint fragrance.

"Are you all right? Why did you fall?" A gentle female voice came into his ear, and then the female voice immediately became a little surprised, "Yeah! You're bleeding!"

Song Qian stood up and glanced at the middle-looking woman. Just as she was about to thank her, she saw a bit of panic in the woman's eyes.

"You..." The woman covered her mouth and pointed at herself.

"Um?"

Song Qian immediately touched his face, starting with the rough touch of the scar and the girdle on his right eye.

The world seems a little less.

But fortunately, it is much more than half.

After regaining his senses for a while, Song Qian immediately felt the stinging pain on his back, reached out and touched it, and then took it back to take a look, and there seemed to be blood on his hands! Then he touched his pocket, and there was a hard touch, the white porcelain bottle, the badge, and the book he had rolled into a roll were all there!

It doesn't look like a dream.

At this time, the woman realized that the panic she just showed was not very polite to a person with a bad appearance and a disabled right eye. Her face was flushed, and she quickly waved her hand: "I'm sorry, do you need to go to the hospital? Look at yours. The situation doesn't seem to be very good, can I get you a taxi to the hospital?"

Song Qian waved his hand: "No need, thank you, I'll just take a taxi by myself."

Having said that, he ignored the girl and walked forward alone, with a self-deprecating expression on his face.

to the hospital? For such a serious injury, the examination fee will be a lot of money. Now that I am heavily in debt, how can I get so much money, I should just find a small medical shop and wrap it up!

"What number is it today?" He suddenly turned his head, stared at the woman with one eye, and asked.

"Wait, let me see... Number 19."

"Number 19, it's been a few days." Song Qian muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly a little blank.

Then, he turned around and walked away.

After confirming that this matter really existed, Song Qian found that he was much calmer than he thought. Well, at least he didn't scream in excitement, otherwise he would definitely be regarded as a neurotic.

Behind him, the woman looked at him in amazement, still...I wonder if this person's brain is a little abnormal.

Song Qian luxuriously took a taxi back to the rental house. The first thing he did was put the badge, the white porcelain bottle containing the muscle-washing liquid and the book "The Foundation of Taoism" in the cabinet and locked it. Below, he found a few pieces of RMB 100 that were flattened and brand new, and was going to go downstairs to bandage it in the medical hall. If it wasn't for fear of affecting the next mission that might come unexpectedly, he would not even go downstairs to bandage it.

In the room where he stayed before, Anyang only snapped his fingers, and the items in the room gradually emerged, and the knock on the door came from the door on one wall—

"Dong Dong... Fellow Daoist Anyang?"

"Come here!" Anyang hurriedly walked to the door.

With a creak, the door was opened by him.

Huang Lan, who was wearing a tight-fitting sportswear that showed her physique, stood at the door and looked at him with a bit of suspicion in his eyes. He looked into the room with his head over him, and muttered, "What are you doing hiding in the room by yourself? Knocking on the door for so long without answering..."

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side: "What else can I do! This guy is such a disgusting person, hiding in the room for so long, what else can he do other than those things!"

Anyang was stunned for a moment, glanced to the side, and took another step forward, only to see Anyou standing in a place that he couldn't see before, with his hands on his chest, with a look of disdain.

Then he asked, "What are those things?"

Huang Lan also nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Anyou suddenly couldn't keep her aloof posture, a blush appeared on her face, and she quickly pulled Huang Lan over: "Sister Huang Lan, how can you join forces with this kind of guy, this guy is full of dirty things, you can do it Don't be spoiled by him."

"I'm just curious about what's going on." Huang Lan opened his eyes and looked innocent.

"Yeah, I'm also curious, what's the matter?" Anyang also said very seriously beside him, "Don't talk about it, just tell me!"

These words deeply resonated with Huang Lan, causing her to nod again and again: "Yeah, don't be rude, I'm very curious, you make me feel so uncomfortable when you talk like this."

"Yeah, she's super curious."

"Come on! You two are here to sing and make peace!" Anyou shouted with a blushing face, and pointed her finger at Anyang, "You guys are less pretentious here, don't you know what you are doing? !"

"It was quite clear, but when you say that, I'm a little confused." Anyang shrugged.

"Yeah, me too." Huang Lan echoed.

An You took a deep breath, just about to have a seizure, when she saw the undisguised curiosity and purity in Huang Lan's eyes, she was discouraged, turned helplessly and walked downstairs: "I don't care if you are hiding in the room. What are you doing, you are always eating, so hurry up and wash your hands and come down to eat!"

"Yeah, wash your hands and come down to eat." Huang Lan also told Anyang, and then added, "Today, Sister Xiaoqian has made a lot of delicious food that she has never seen before."

"...When did you become a follower?"

"Teacher?"

"Yeah, it's just a kind of bug, it just follows what others say." Anyang glanced at her, "Just like you did just now."

"I understand! You are mocking me!" Huang Lan glared at him fiercely, then put two hands on his shoulders and pushed him into the room, "Go wash your hands!"

"..."

There seems to be nothing wrong with washing your hands before eating.

Anyang washed his hands and went downstairs to see An You, Xiao Xue'er and Ji Weiwei all coming, he smiled and said, "Is the weekend coming so soon? Even An You is here."

"Wouldn't it be a little more intimate to call Xiaoyou?" Comrade Xiaoqian set the table and chopsticks for him and said casually.

"No!" Anyang and Anyou almost said in unison.

Immediately, the two brothers and sisters looked at each other, and An You said, "You bastard, why do you say that you don't want the weekend to come so quickly, let's talk about it first, if you don't want to see me, just say it!"

"No, you're not ugly." Anyang said, "It's just that I've been so busy recently that I forgot the time."

"When are you busy? Don't you just hang around at home every day waiting for dinner?"

Huang Lan inserted the truth at this time: "He has been really busy in recent days. Except when he is eating, he can hardly see anyone."

"Really..." An You didn't say much.

So far, during the entire meal, she rarely quarreled with Anyang, but buried herself in eating.

The meal was quickly eaten, and Anyang sat for a while before saying to everyone: "I'll go upstairs first, you guys eat slowly."

Having said that, he went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt some movement outside, couldn't help turning around, and said helplessly: "You know it's useless to hide, why are you hiding?"

Huang Lan stood up awkwardly from the left side of the door and touched his head: "I... I just want to see what you are doing in the room."

"What else can I do?" Anyang twitched the corners of his mouth.

"That's the same sentence again... Your sister said the same just now." Huang Lan's eyes were full of doubts, and he was a little crazy, "What is it, can't you just say it directly? You have to make it mysterious, Tortured this king!"

"Curiosity killed the cat, haven't you heard?"

"I'm not a cat!" Huang Lan walked straight into the room, saw the two large eggs scattered on the wall at a glance, and immediately asked curiously, "What kind of eggs are these? So big!"

"Dinosaur Eggs."

"Dinosaur eggs? Can you eat them?"

"Fresh, of course!"

"Is it delicious?"

"Well... it should not be as delicious as eggs."

"What's that for?"

"I also want to ask, what are you using it for?" Anyang secretly complained about the system thousands of times.

Soon, Ji Weiwei appeared at the door, saw the two big eggs at a glance, and asked the same question.

When Anyang explained, her eyes widened: "Can you hatch dinosaurs?"

"Fresh, of course!"

"Doesn't that mean I can keep two dinosaurs as pets?" Ji Weiwei's eyes lit up, "It must be very cool to take it for a walk in the community at night!"

"...The current atmospheric pressure environment should not be suitable for dinosaurs to survive. Even if it can hatch, it will not live long. Well, I said it should." Anyang is also not sure, because these two dinosaur eggs are not strictly speaking from Jurassic, and the earth from another world, their mother is a variant resurrected by earth scientists based on the blood in amber mosquitoes, maybe they can survive on earth.

"Oh." Ji Weiwei nodded in disappointment.

Then, An You appeared at the door again.

Anyang's expression was a little sore, and he scanned the people in the room: "You all lined up to come to visit me, right?"

Anyou ignored him directly, walked in, stared at the two big eggs and said, "What kind of eggs are these? So big! Shouldn't they be ostrich eggs? Ostrich eggs are not so slender, nor so big."

"The specimen is just for viewing." Anyang said.

"Really..." Anyou thought to accept this statement, picked up an egg, and patted it.

The egg suddenly made a thumping sound.

"It's pretty tough!"

Anyou said with great interest.

With An You here, Ji Weiwei and Huang Lan tacitly didn't mention the dinosaur egg again, but wandered around the room, looking around and touching.

Several people were very curious. This room usually seemed to be vacant, and it was not a bedroom. There was nothing in it, not even a bathroom. What was Anyang doing in it.

Not long after, Anyou discovered the crystal ball—

A biotrap with a sealed alien queen.

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