Hungry, build a group, game on.

061 circled Chi Xiaochi's shoulders, and with a seemingly random coil of his long legs, he encircled Chi Xiaochi into his territory.

Chi Xiaochi didn't have a reaction, so she naturally snuggled into Blue's arms with the thermostat turned on, and felt quite comfortable.

061 heart is full of warmth, secretly rubbing his chin against his hair, thinking, the original embrace is such a feeling.

Blue's little movements Chi Xiaochi could certainly sense. He said to 061, "Is Blue so smart."

061 discreetly hides the smirk in his voice, "I made a slight modification."

Chi Xiaochi thought, "No wonder.

Then he watched the others fight with Blue.

Ji Zuoshan learns, one person and one machine to watch the fun, clear division of labor.

When Ji Zuoshan was still alive, Ji Zuoshan couldn't go to summer training because Zhan Yanchao was bored with the school life and dragged Ji Zuoshan to go out to hiking and camping during the summer vacation.

Being a man of few ambitions himself, Chi Xiaochi stared in disbelief when his name appeared on the list of Scar's summer training program.

But he was quick to let it go, signing his name to the list of confirmations that had been passed around, then handing it to Luo Qian and taking a box of pocky for himself, adding to his class notes and popping the crunchy cookies with their vanilla-flavored coating into his mouth as a way of energizing himself for the real-world training of the mechs that was to come later on.

Ka, ka.

His gaze dropped to the paper, each bite slow but regular, biting each pocky into regular ten sections.

061: "......"

He had long ago realized that Chi Xiaochi's eating manners were very difficult to describe.

...... is perfectly pleasing to the eye, but too much of it is always too much to look at.

Chi Xiaochi has already attracted a lot of attention with this appearance.

The young man bites into a cookie one by one, and his cool demeanor is no different from Ji Zuoshan's in the past, only a little more unapproachable.

Even after Zhan Yanchao was expelled from his world and he was left alone, he was still at ease, and it must be said that his appearance was particularly seductive, and there was nothing wrong with it, but it aroused people's hearts.

Ji Zuoshan was a little perturbed, "Mr. Chi, they're still looking at me."

Chi Xiaochi held a pocky between his fingertips, feigned a cigarette, and didn't raise his head, "This is nothing, more people will see you later. With me, get used to it as soon as possible."

Chi Xiaochi has long since quit smoking, although he has kept the habit of holding his cigarettes.

Speaking of quitting smoking, here's another fun fact.

When Chi Xiaochi was still a star, some of his opponents lent their marketing numbers to the photos of him smoking and drinking in a bar, and rose to a moral high level of criticism, saying that a young star like Chi Xiaochi had a large number of teenage fans, and that openly smoking would have a bad social impact, and so on.

After breaking the story, the guy was expecting a round of discussion, but to his surprise, except for a very few of Chi Xiaochi's hardcore blacks, the messages were all confusing:

"Is he just smoking?"

"Isn't he on drugs?"

It's no wonder that people reacted this way, as Chi Xiaochi had just acted in two consecutive drug-related movies, one as a punk teenager suffering from AIDS, who makes the transition from misanthropy to genuine survival, and the other as a drug-dealing ponyboy, who struggles with his family's drug problem as a backdoor asset to be sacrificed by his superiors at any time.

Chi Xiaochi played both roles so well that she was once pulled down by an older woman on the street, telling Chi Xiaochi to stay away from drugs and to cherish her life.

The marketing number failed to make an article and was instead hung up and ridiculed.

And Chi Xiaochi was quick to weigh in with his opinion.

He honestly asked under the tweet where the marketing number accused him, "So what am I supposed to be doing at the bar, drinking baby shakes."

The marketing number came back hard, "Do you realize what a bad influence you're causing. You're making teenagers think smoking is a cool thing to do."

Chi Xiaochi posted a picture of a lung cancer patient's lung shadow: "So you're going to do a smoking cessation campaign. So why don't you use this one."

As the marketing number was dumbfounded, Chi Xiaochi followed up with another, "Saying that, he lit up another one."

Marketing number: "......"

That marketing number angrily tweeted to announce that it hadn't seen such an arrogant celebrity who knew his mistakes and didn't change them.

Chi Xiaochi was so excited to reply that he realized he had been blackballed.

He also tried to take the trumpet, but Lucas pulled him away and said you have announcements, don't play.

In the first world, 061 had asked him, "When did you start smoking?"

Chi Xiaochi thought for a moment, "High school, I guess."

061: "Smoking so early? Who did you learn it from?"

"I learned it myself." Chi Xiaochi says, "There's something in your heart. Cigarettes are cheaper than alcohol."

Thinking about the past and then looking at Chi Xiaochi, who is now clamped to the pocky, 061 is somewhat relieved.

Although Chi Xiaochi is very good at making fun of himself, in comparison, Chi Xiaochi is happier now.

Soon, summer came, and there were still six or seven days left before the "Scar" summer training, Chi Xiaochi took Ji Zuoshan's siblings out for hiking and swimming, and played these days away.

He's also the one with the incoming money now.

Since learning of his exceptional mental strength, Luo Qian's interest in his □□ is much higher than his interest in his soul, staring at him with unparalleled fervor, more than once proposed to him that he would like him to cooperate with him to conduct some experiments, never involving human experiments, at most blood collection.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Can I say no?"

Luo Qian said, "You can only reject one thing, my love or my interest."

Chi Xiaochi sighed slightly, "Well, I choose your love."

Luo Qian: "......"

Later, she forced Chi Xiaochi to choose the latter with a sizable paycheck.

Thanks to Chi Xiaochi's desire for money, the younger siblings got new clothes and sat in a nice restaurant the night before Chi Xiaochi was due to leave for summer training.

Chi Xiaochi chose the private dining room and followed Ji Zuoshan's instructions, ordering a number of meats.

He asked, "No veggies at all?"

Ji Zuoshan said, "No veggies at all."

Growing up in the slums of the children, the most common food is the government sent down the food, a small compressed material, can take the pot to boil out a whole pot of toothpaste-like food paste, seems to be rich in content, in fact, half a bit of meat and fish do not see, can only satisfy the most basic needs of the full stomach.

The fourth sister, who didn't have the money to buy snacks, used to treat cold medicine like candy beans, stuffing them into their mouths and cherishingly sucking off the outer layer of icing in order to get a taste of the sweetness.

In the past, Zhan Yanchao bought a house for them to settle down, but did not pay extra attention to their food and living, and Ji Zuoshan, who was a human sacrifice, did not get paid for his work, and the food and clothes belonged to Zhan's family, so Ji Zuoshan had no right to tamper with them, but could only bring them some of his own saved food on his half-day family vacation every month.

He did not dare to ask too much of Zhan Yanchao because of his identity.

It's a good thing Chi Xiaochi has never been one to worry about anything.

Anyone he cared about had to be well off to get by.

Four children fine arms and legs, looking at a table of meat, no one dares to move, a pinch wringing the corner of the coat, always feel that the plate served in front of their own with them as if it has nothing to do.

The fourth sister, who was closest to Ji Zuoshan, timidly asked, "Second brother, can we eat this. Can we really eat this."

Chi Xiaochi gave her a piece of braised pork in her bowl and a chicken leg from a roasted chicken cooked so well that the bones crisped up at the touch of a button, and placed it on her little brother's plate.

He said, "Eat."

The younger siblings have already been dizzy from the aroma, one by one, they all think of this as a dream, so boldly chewing. The youngest brother was the last to move chopsticks, eat the most joyful, hooked with the fragrant oil gravy meat do not want to chew more, is swallowed down, the throat issued a small puppy-like wail.

Ji Zuoshan whispered to Chi Xiaochi: "Mr. Chi, give Xiao Si a chicken wing will you."

Chi Xiaochi didn't ask many questions and pinned the chicken wings for him.

During the period immediately following the death of his parents, Ji Zuoshan went out during the day to try to sell himself, and at night brought back anything he could scrounge up that had anything to do with food and bedding to house his four younger siblings, who had to make do with the damp alleys.

The threat of death drives people mad, the Ji family is left without an adult, the original house has been invaded by a couple of strangers with the plague who have evicted them, and they cower in the corner of a grimy alleyway, suspecting that the virus may have begun to spread through their bodies.

The youngest and fifth brothers, who did not yet know any better, cried and cried that they were hungry and that their stomachs were burning, so much so that Ji Zuoshan wanted to chop off one of his own arms, roast it, and let them have a nice meal.

However, in such an eventful time, when food was in short supply, even if he did chop off his own arm, the result would be that it would be looted away.

The third sister was holding her fifth brother and the fourth sister was holding her youngest brother, each coaxing, but both looking blearily at Ji Zuoshan.

Ji Zuoshan tucked the scrap of newspaper tighter so that the five people could lean closer together and said, "All of you bear with me, when brother becomes the strongest Alpha in the future, I will treat you to meat."

Fifth Brother stopped crying and huffed and whispered, "That, that, I don't want to eat any veggies at all. Don't eat grass, don't eat acacia leaves."

Ji Zuoshan's eyes burned: "Well, brother will set a table with meat for you, and cook a big pot of white rice, which will be glistening with oil. And a chicken, and a fish, I've heard of some fish that have no long bones, just a big straight spine, lift the tail of the fish, run the tender meat off, dip it in a broth cooked with mushrooms and tofu, it's very salty, very fresh."

The fourth sister was languidly mesmerized, "Then, second brother, I want a chicken wing."

The third sister's mouth flooded with saliva as well, "I want to eat that fish."

Ji Zuoshan smiled and nodded, then asked his fifth and youngest brothers, "What do you all want to eat."

Gradually, the voices of the younger siblings were each lower and smaller, and here and there little purrs rang out around Ji Zuoshan, a little sweet and hopeful.

The fourth sister was the last to sleep.

In the drowsiness, the little one pressed his slightly feverish face against Ji Zuoshan's arm and whispered, "Second Brother, I know, you're lying to Little Five and Little Six."

Ji Zuoshan stiffened.

The fourth sister reached up and gathered the newspaper on her little brother upwards, "But I won't tell them. Second Brother, you work too hard, too much, and my heart goes out to you."

When the five-year-old finished, he fell asleep in a daze, leaving eight-year-old Ji Zuoshan to fight back tears through his teeth.

Nestled in the alley, Ji Zuoshan dared not sleep for fear that someone passing by might see his siblings, have bad thoughts, and steal one of them to sell. If so, he'd go crazy.

Ji Zuoshan leaned against the wall, trembling, lips open and close, but only say a word:

I'm sorry. It's Second Brother who's sorry for you. It's Second Brother who's incompetent.

On that night, Ji Zuoshan made a wish that when he grew up, he would give his younger siblings a life where they could eat meat every day.

In his last life, he realized this wish after becoming Zhan Yanchao's Omega.

But the bitter lesson taught him that one cannot place one's wishes on anyone.

Chi Xiaochi pulls the large, deep-bellied platter containing two bread crabs in front of him, picks up the tongs and a dinner knife, and intends to peel off the crab meat for his siblings to eat.

He waited a moment with the pliers.

Ji Zuoshan came out of his memories and called, "Mr. Ikari?"

Chi Xiaochi : "Don't Mr. Chi, come and knock this crab off."

Ji Zuoshan: "......"

Chi Xiaochi: "......"

Confirmation is for people who won't eat crab.

Chi Xiaochi tapped the edge of the crab shell with her pincers, "Try to shatter the shell with your mental power?"

Ji Zuoshan rolls up his sleeves, "Good."

061 cried a little and sighed softly, "...... It's me, don't be afraid."

Chi Xiaochi just felt that the words sounded familiar, then felt that his wrist was caught by a pair of warm hands, gently pinched, and I don t know if 061 was intentional, touching the slender fingers just against his hemp tendons, the tingling sensation made Chi Xiaochi could not help but inhale lightly.

061 Pleasant voice right in your ear, "Bread crabs are actually good enough to peel, just find the trick ......"

He asked Chi Xiaochi to hold the knife and pincers and cut along the center ridge, and with a deft hand, the crab body immediately split in half, revealing large slices of snow-white crab meat and overflowing crab yolks, turning them into two veritable canned crabmeat.

"Don't use your teeth to bite. Bread crabs have hard shells, use pliers to remove the pincers and pry them open ......"

As he spoke slowly and methodically, the hard lid of the crabber's pincer lifted off.

061 patiently picks off a spoonful of crystalline crabmeat with chopsticks, dips it in the already blended vinegar sauce, drags and dips it twice, but doesn't put it into any of the bowls, but brings it to Chi Xiaochi's mouth as a matter of course.

He said, "The first bite is yours."

061 Speaking gently, like a cup of warm lemon honey water, soaked people's hearts slightly tight and sweet, however, once tough, it is also impossible to refuse.

Having been with 061 for a long time, Chi Xiaochi's reaction to him had already been much reduced, but the moment he was held in his hand, the familiar touch actually made him instantly think of Dong Feihong from the previous world.

But he immediately dismissed the thought, refusing to even think about it for another minute.

He can't get his hopes up on this one. ...... Only not in this matter.

...... Didn t you get screwed enough last time.

Seeing Chi Xiaochi eat the crab meat, 061 also spread his hands and turned back into his body.

He unconsciously rubbed his thumb lightly against his burning palm, feeling a little weird inside.

Would he have treated the host like this before?

As far as his limited memory goes, he treated the ninth and tenth hosts with courtesy, not to mention peeling crabs and mangosteens, and even when the hosts encountered difficulties, he only provided verbal guidance, and he rarely even had the concept of "stepping in to help".

But before he could think of an answer, a faint, light smile hung at the corners of his mouth.

...... Instead of holding Ji Zuoshan's hand, he was in direct contact with Chi Xiaochi's spiritual energy.

The perception of spiritual energy is much sharper than ordinary physical senses, which is why that touch caused Chi Xiaochi's reaction.

His wrists were even thinner than Ji Zuoshan's, so he could be held loosely in his hand without much effort, and 061 couldn't help but want to feed him a few more bites.

Chi Xiaochi touched her wrists unnaturally, the tightness diminishing only slightly until the touch of skin lingering on them disappeared.

As he had done, he cut open the other crab, gave his siblings the four cuts that held the full meat and yolks, and took two legs for himself and ate them slowly.

The four elves had their bellies sloshed by now, but still had a craving.

Little Brother was scooping the meat out of the crab shell with a spoon, sucking and sucking it up, and Third Sister was discussing with Fifth Brother whether to take the leftover crab meat back to serve with noodles or stewed eggs.

Only the fourth sister peeked at her second brother, relief in her dark eyes.

She didn't think her brother was quite the same as he used to be.

In the past, when his brother came home, he kept saying that he was doing well at the young master's house surnamed Zhan, that he had food and clothes, and that he had a new mech to drive, but Xiao Si always felt that his brother wasn't as happy as he showed.

Perhaps by leaving that man and staying with Luo Qian's sister, brother could have a better life.

And at this time in the exhibition house.

Zhan Yanchao had no appetite at all when he was faced with a table full of chicken and fish dishes.

Zhan Yanling tapped his fork on his glass and raised his glass of red wine in salute, and Zhan Yanchao didn't lift his glass.

He looked at his empty side and then at the full rice bowl, and his heart soured.

In the past, Ji Zuoshan would always take the leftovers in silence.

Zhan Yanchao especially loves to tease him, "Love my food that much?"

Ji Zuoshan buried herself in two bites and whispered, "It's a waste not to eat it."

Zhan Yanchao's father has always favored Zhan Yanchao and would never accuse him of being wasteful. When Zhan Yanling sees him wasting food, he merely shakes his head disapprovingly.

Why hasn't the man who would take over his rice bowl come home yet ......

Zhan Yanling did not discipline his brother at the dinner table, but only added a little nudge during the dessert time after the meal, "I would suggest that it would be better for you not to go to tomorrow's ...... meeting in such a state of mind as yours."

Zhan Yanchao interrupted him, "I'm going."

Ji Zuoshan will be there. How can he leave Ji Zuoshan and Luo Qian alone?

Seeing his brother's disoriented appearance, Zhan Yanling wanted to say something, but finally held back.

It's not that Zhan Yanling doesn't want to take care of his brother, but the age difference between him and his brother is too great, and his mother died because she gave birth to Zhan Yanchao, so it's been hard for him to feel good about his brother since he was a child.

Zhan Yanchao lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands and smiled joyfully.

Even though she didn't like her brother, Zhan Yanling had to admit that he was a beauty, with a sweet smile that captivated the heart.

Zhan Yanchao ran to the kitchen, "Quickly, quickly, make a few new dishes, make them as delicate as possible, and pack them when you're done."

Zhan Yanling was helpless, "What's on your mind again."

Zhan Yanchao's frown: "I'm going to send good food to Ji Zuoshan's siblings!"

Zhan Yanling : "......"

He didn't say anything.

He probably knew more about Ji Zuoshan than Zhan Yanchao did right now, but it might not be a bad thing to let this brother of his hit a wall.

Zhan Yanchao, who was driving an electromagnetic vehicle, arrived at the hut he had purchased for Ji Zuoshan's siblings, but saw no lights inside.

In this kind of place into an electromagnetic car is really eye-catching, many hidden in the dark children can not help but curiosity, while he got off the car secretly come to touch the body.

He couldn't be bothered to berate them, he carried the lunch box in his hand, straightened his little tie, and took a step toward the house.

It is reasonable to say that Ji Zuoshan, who is so family-oriented, will definitely come back to see his younger siblings if he is going to go to "Scar" tomorrow.

Thinking that he would see Ji Zuoshan in a while, Zhan Yanchao's stomach was getting a little hungry.

Zhan Yanchao, of course, does not know what is called "Do not enter", he bought the house, he naturally has the key, not to squat outside to feed mosquitoes.

He pulled out his keys and opened the door.

The room was dark, and he felt around the walls, and after rubbing a handful of gray wall plaster, he finally felt a cord for an electric light.

He gave a hopeful tug -

He was greeted by an empty room.

There were no tables or chairs, no popularity, just a side of beds made of bricks.

Zhan Yanchao's heart was empty.

He glanced around the room and back again, wondering blankly where it had gone.

He looked around and noticed a small envelope sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhan Yanchao picked it up, poured it down, and five small keys popped out with a ding ding ding ding.

Reluctantly, he poured back down again, reached out again, and found that there were indeed no longer any more words in there, except for the five keys.

Zhan Yanchao is even more confused.

He wasn't angry, perhaps because there was nothing here for him to smash.

He set the lunchbox on the bed, and without a dusting himself, sat up after it.

Zhan Yanchao sat for a while, thinking, can not bring the lunch box back, let big brother look at the joke.

So he opened the lunch box, took out all the food, laid out a bed of it, and stuffed it into his mouth in one mouthful, rather hungrily.

But the stuff goes into your mouth and uniformly turns bitter.

Tears fell from his eyes as he held his bowl of rice.

Obviously he was so nice to me before, why is he suddenly not nice anymore.

Before the official start of the "Scars" summer training, Luo Qian finally confirmed that, according to the national standard, Ji Zuoshan's spiritual power is at least 2S level or above, and with a little training, breaking through the 3S is just around the corner.

As for the innate energy in his body it was also well above normal, he could transform into an Alpha at any time if he wanted to.

Luo Qian sighs, "You are a treasure."

And his reputation as a treasure is indeed making a name for itself.

The "Scars" summer training is to break up all the enrolled students, dispersed in four assembly points, first assembled for a day to complete the enrollment sign-in, and after signing in the completion of the time of departure of each member of each group clear, according to the requirements of the next day between 0:00 to 6:00 dispersed into the field of training.

At the pre-game meeting point, students from other schools pointed and jabbed at Ji Zuoshan.

"That's the little white boy that dry humped a mech."

"The one with the trainer?"

"It should be."

"Would you stop it, the trainer hitting the specialized machine and crippling the specialized machine?"

"...... I'm not saying it's true, it's just a rumor, a rumor."

"But it's really good looking. White and skinny with a nice waist."

"Ha, you fancy someone?"

They hadn't been able to witness his feat of tearing apart a mech with his hands, and they didn't know about the mental strength test, so Ji Zuoshan was nothing more than a talking point for them.

Zhan Yanling announced the rules, as in previous years, no other items are allowed to be carried except for the mechs, every four people on each assembly point form a team by themselves and act collectively, if they encounter any danger that can't be solved, they can send out a distress signal, and the base will send someone to rescue them.

The first ten to successfully arrive at the base would be rewarded, while the first place would receive a high-precision army-grade mech.

Chi Xiaochi enjoyed a vivid mood, but did not say anything.

Chi Xiaochi took a look at his own Blue and thought it looked good. After a moment's thought, he decided to take second place, or failing that, discount them if he took first place.

As soon as Zhan Yanchao, who was mixed up in the crowd, heard the announcement that he could form a team, Fang Cai returned to his senses and pushed his way to Ji Zuoshan's side.

Luo Qian was so close that she grabbed him by the shoulders, "Let's be a team?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded of course.

Zhan Yanchao became more and more anxious, and somewhat rudely pushed his way through the crowd.

When he was only five or six paces away, two men in his school's uniform approached Chi Xiaochi first: "This one, why don't you join our group?"