Chapter 90 This Is Revenge

The girl playing and singing on the other side of the intersection attracted Hao Ren's attention, and also attracted the attention of many passers-by around her. Probably because there have never been street performers in this small place in the southern suburbs. focus of sight.

There are three types of people who play musical instruments on the street these days. One is the literary beggar who wears sunglasses and saws the erhu, but can't make out any tunes but complains about his sorrow. The other is the performance artist who doesn't know the music and is not good at crafts and just takes revenge on the society. The other is the A person with real ability who deserves to be called a "street performer". Although the young girl across the road looks immature, Hao Ren thinks she belongs to the third type: Although the girl is wearing dusty clothes, she puts herself He tidied up neatly and had a lively and cheerful look on his face. Anyway, no matter how you look at it, he is richer than the poor vampire at home. And her music made people couldn't help but stop and listen carefully. The melody was something Hao Ren had never heard before. It seemed to be composed by the other party herself. It sounded completely different from current popular music, giving people a distant and distant feeling. Ethereal, reminiscent of grassland and wind - this association is very strange. Hao Ren never understood the meaning of "supreme music can convey mood" before today, but now he believes it, the melody does have a sense of people. The power to suddenly broaden your mind.

When the young girl sang an unknown song, what Hao Ren heard was a language he had never heard before. It sounded like random murmurs, with completely unknown meaning and vocabulary. It seemed that it was just to express what was in her heart. As for the improvised humming, Yzaks, the big devil, couldn't help but stop and listen for a while, and then looked confused: "You don't understand? The translation system is not complete?"

"Terminal," Hao Ren poked at the data terminal that was in sleep mode in his pocket, "Listen, what language is this? Why is it not in our translation dictionary?"

The data terminal first played a piece of BGM that the system started, and then listened to it for a few seconds: "Irregular, illogical, and uninterpretable pronunciation. The system judged that there was no need to translate these pronunciations - they were just a pile of sounds, no Any meaning."

Hao Ren thought for a while and thought of an easy-to-understand explanation: "That means this girl forgot her lyrics and sang nonsense, right?"

"Can't you occasionally check the atmosphere when you're talking?" The data terminal vibrated twice in Hao Ren's pocket, "How nice it sounds. Even if you say that she's singing with her heart, it's better than singing without remembering the words - Although I think she forgot her words."

At this time, the singing girl on the other side of the intersection seemed to have noticed what was going on here (or maybe she noticed Yizhaks first. This two-meter-plus villain has a taunting radius of two hundred yards. One stop here is the entire street. Street landmark), she looked up at Hao Ren and showed a sweet smile, apparently saying hello.

Of course, Hao Ren didn't know the other party, so he smiled back with the politeness of a stranger, and then left the intersection with Yzaks: He still had business to do, and there was a werewolf girl at home waiting to be fed, who was going to transform at night. Can't waste time here.

When Hao Ren and Yizhaks were about to reach the door of their house, the data terminal suddenly spoke: "Speaking of which... I just said hello to you, shouldn't you go over and put ten dollars in their paper box? Check this on this machine. After looking at the information on Earth, I found that this is the rule."

Hao Ren thought for a while, with a smile on his face after his soul had been purified: "Have you heard her singing? Such a clean and vast voice, I don't think it can be measured by money - although she is selling her singing, But I think giving her a smile is more useful than giving her ten dollars."

"But after you two walked away, the girl rolled her eyes at you two while you were taking a breather, and muttered that you were a stingy person..."

Hao Ren: "..." His mind that had finally been purified was severely polluted in an instant. Can't this talkative data terminal preserve some clarity in the world?

When the two of them returned home, Vivian had already arrived. The vampire girl flew out for most of the night yesterday and did not come back in the morning. It seemed that she had gone to a far away place to collect "materials". As soon as Hao Ren entered the living room I saw her busy spreading out a lot of things on the coffee table, apparently grinding medicinal powder. Vivian looked up and saw the big bag in Yzaks' hand and asked casually: "Buy so many?"

"What if Lily gets hungry after she transforms? I read in a book that werewolves have an extremely strong appetite after transforming into beasts. I bought her twenty packs of spicy strips and ten packs of bread to prevent her from running into the city without being hungry anymore. Hurtful.”

Lily cheered when she heard there were snacks, and jumped over from the sofa. Then she opened a pack of spicy strips and went back to the sofa to slowly eat them. Vivian looked at Hao Ren in stunned silence: "Twenty packs" Latiao...what do you think?"

"She likes these gadgets," Hao Ren said, looking at Lily fondly as if he were a pet. "And spicy strips are more satisfying. I also asked Raven 12345 about spicy food, which is good for Lily. The role of evolution…”

"I've never heard that werewolves can evolve by eating spicy food," Vivian curled her lips, "You'd better prepare ten bottles of mineral water by the way. What Lily needs most is definitely a bottle of cold water. What's your idea? Why are you getting closer and closer to that goddess?"

After all, Raven 12345's status as a goddess is still under pressure. Hao Ren usually dares to talk about it casually, but Vivian does not dare to say the words "female psychosis" casually. This shows that the vampire girl still has a strong belief in God and religion after all. Ah, something to be afraid of.

Hao Ren helped Yzaks place the two large bags of things on the dining table next to him, and then curiously approached Vivian: "What are you doing? It looks a little disgusting... I'll go, this tastes just... …”

Vivian spread out several old newspapers on the coffee table, and placed a lot of things on them. Some of them were herbs that didn't look much different from weeds, but they were obviously precious ones that Vivian had worked hard to find. The materials, these grass leaves that still smell of earth, were carefully divided into several piles, with water droplets on them, which had obviously been washed. Next to the grass leaves are some messy things that look like clods of soil, wood chips, moss and even stone debris. If it were another situation, Hao Ren would definitely think that these things were picked up from the big trash can on the east side of the street at first glance, but Vivian was handling these things very seriously: she mixed various materials according to certain rules and dosages. It was placed in several small stainless steel basins. Some of them had been crushed into powder by her, while others were still being processed.

"This is a medicinal powder made from three kinds of dried herbs. Mix it with rabbit blood and drink it with water to forcibly stabilize the mind. Ordinary people will fall asleep after just two sips, but for werewolves, this dose is just enough for them. Calm down," Vivian introduced the suspicious mixtures on hand like a treasure trove. "These off-white powders are incense. They will be mixed with absinthe juice later to form a cake. Lily will ignite it when she transforms. The aroma of moss can suppress her desire to attack. Werewolves often use this thing in coming-of-age ceremonies. The formula must be correct. These moss were collected from the cemetery. I flew a long way to find them. They can condense spiritual power. Werewolves are muscles. Races with more developed brains have insufficient innate mental strength and need this kind of thing..."

Before Vivian finished speaking, Hao Ren couldn't help but retched. Even in the big foodie country, few people would dare to taste these things, but two-thirds of them have to be processed. It became the "potion" that Lily had to take tonight, and she couldn't stop feeling nauseous just thinking about it. Hao Ren glanced at Vivian, trying to get some kind of information from her eyes: "Tell me honestly, are you here to seek revenge on Lily?"

Vivian smiled: "Landlord, look at my honest eyes..."

Hao Ren sighed: It seems that this is indeed revenge.

But Lily, as the person involved, didn't seem to be aware of it at all. The girl was still watching soap operas with enthusiasm and had no objection to the unknown mixture on the coffee table. Hao Ren couldn't help but call Lily: "Lily , you should come and take a look at these things Vivian has prepared for you... You have to eat them tonight..."

Lily turned her head and sniffed: "Well, it's pretty good! I'll eat everything!"

Hao Ren: "..."

There is absolutely no need to treat this omnivorous werewolf!