Monster Apartment

Kyushu Mountain and Sea Garden.

A monster colony that has been established for more than three hundred years, in an ordinary afternoon, fell into a turmoil.

I have never seen a human being so courageous!

Actually dared to form a group to break into the monster den!

It scared the monster to death!

In fact, several monster settlements in the country, including Kyushu Shanhaiyuan, were all Bai Ze's idea after he foresaw that the future of monsters' living space would be infinitely compressed hundreds of years ago.

The main purpose is to keep those monsters who don't have a family, but deliberately change themselves to adapt to the torrent of the times.

Fengshui turns, and after a long age of mythology, the age of these creatures all over the earth will finally come.

Those monsters who don't want to face the reality that monsters will turn into a disadvantaged party will basically be shot to death on the beach by the torrent of the times.

And the ones that are left are naturally the part that seeks to change and survive.

Those who feed on humans in the past have almost adapted themselves after hundreds of years of adjustment. Those who can’t adapt are cooled quickly, and few are eliminated. Those who are left are controlling themselves and forcibly changing their diets. successful.

But changing the recipe does not mean that they will all be able to withstand the temptation of humanity.

There are many monsters who have changed their diets but have not completely cut off the impulsive cannibalism. They usually squat in the community as death houses.

The community has a formation method to protect the monsters inside from being disturbed by the evil spirits and demons born from the human heart, and also protect the humans outside, so that they are also not coveted by monsters as food.

For this type of monster, one or two humans is okay, eight at once would be fatal!

This is simply a huge test given to them by heaven!

Especially under the eyelids of the managers of the nine buildings, the monsters who smelled human scent ran back to their homes one by one, pressed the door lock button, and squatted at home trying to control themselves.

The other part of the monsters who have cut off the impulsive cannibalism can wander as they normally would in the community.

Many of them have already stepped into human society, and have successfully mixed into human beings and still have jobs.

The demons in the community are panicked, and some demons run faster when they meet people than human beings.

The other part rushed to Unit Six, hiding in every corner, and another part simply cast a spell to hide, and watched this group of bold humans brutally.

Gu Bai took his brother and teacher into the apartment building.

He always felt that there was someone around him watching them, but he couldn't find them when he looked around.

In broad daylight, Gu Bai felt groggy in his heart, so he speeded up his pace and led people into the house numbly.

As soon as his door was closed, a group of monsters poked their heads out of the apartment building.

Unit 6 gathered the most disobedient thorns in the entire community because of a well-known war beast. Under Pai Yao's violent shock, unit 6 was often the most peaceful and the speed of changing the diet was the fastest.

Si Yiming didn't even bother to face it after answering the phone. At the moment, Unit 6 was quiet and quiet. Only a group of monsters gathered together and whispered over there.

The whispered content was whether the little cub in room 666 had any secrets with Si Yiming.

There are no hard and fast rules in the community that no humans are allowed in. There are two humans living in Building 9 next door. They lived in more than a hundred years ago. They moved in because they had fallen in love with the monsters living in the community. .

Those two human beings have now separated from the identities of ordinary human beings and have begun to cultivate, and they no longer have the human scent of ordinary people in their bodies, and can't attract the appetite of other monsters.

But bringing eight humans back at one time is really the first time in three hundred years.

A monster smacked his lips: "Is this preparing to open the harem?"

"Nonsense!" Another monster slapped his head, "Room 666 is still a kid! What kind of harem! Do you dream!"

Besides, judging from the closeness that the little boy showed with Si Yiming recently, Si Yiming would definitely not let the boy go wild.

What object is looking for people and things like that that don’t exist and can’t happen.

Si Yiming has never trusted humans much.

"Is room 666 Si Yiming's own cub?" another monster muttered.

"Fart!" The monster next to him blew his beard and stared, "How could Si Yiming's cub who is so cute and cute who would cook breakfast be Si Yiming!"

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No, you don't make sense.

Why can't Si Yiming have cubs who are cute and can make breakfast?

Is it just because Si Yiming often beats monsters?

The monsters who had been beaten thought of this, and were silent for a while, and then nodded in succession, agreeing with this statement.

"Yes! That will definitely not be Si Yiming's cub!"

Gu Bai vaguely heard the noisy noises in the corridor, and couldn't hear exactly what it was through the door.

The teachers and the seniors are still working hard to call this luxurious apartment, equating it with Gu Bai, who is extremely poor and wears a street vendor.

Especially from the inside, the decoration does not look cheap.

The apartment in Wuzang District of S City has an actual area of ​​more than 120 square meters.

No, this can't be said to be an apartment anymore, it can be said to be a luxury house.

So why did Gu Xiaobai have such a miserable life?

Is there a very important string missing in his dad's mind?

Or do you rich people like to do this?

The brothers are puzzled.

"Gu Xiaobai, let's go upstairs and take a look!" said the seniors.

Gu Bai replied, "Okay! Don't move the hanging picture! I'll make tea for you!"

Gu Bai pressed the button to lock the door and pulled the slippers to make tea for the teacher and the seniors.

After making the tea, the seniors didn't come down yet, so Professor Gao sat on the sofa leisurely, looking very satisfied with the softness of the sofa.

"Teacher, drink tea, I'm going to prepare dishes." Gu Bai put Cha on the coffee table.

Gu Bai didn't have much research on tea, but Professor Gao found out a little bit differently when he tasted it.

"Xiaobai!" Professor Gao was sitting on the sofa, holding a tea cup and shouting into the kitchen.

Gu Bai, who was ordering food, responded, "Hey!"

"What kind of tea is this tea?" Professor Gao asked.

"I don't know!" Gu Bai answered casually.

Everything here was provided by Gu Bai when he came in. If anything is missing, the property will be delivered. It is very convenient. You don’t even need to select the dishes. The delivery is the best.

At least it is much better than the carefully selected ones in the vegetable market.

Gu Bai felt that the property fee in this community would certainly not be low, but since his father gave him the benefits, Gu Bai didn't feel any pressure to accept it.

People just want to relax a little while alive!

Professor Gao drank two sips of tea, smacked his lips, and decided to ask him later for some tea from the student.

At this time, the brothers who had gone upstairs walked down from the stairs and shouted into the kitchen as soon as they appeared: "Gu Xiaobai, who painted the painting upstairs!"

Gu Bai replied: "I don't know!"

Professor Gao paused and looked up at them: "What's the matter?"

The big brother replied: "There is an ink painting hanging upstairs, please take a look."

There are two seniors who know how to cook. Gu Bai didn't let Gu Bai work alone at the moment. When the others were all accompanying Professor Gao to see the painting, they rolled up their sleeves and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen is open, and it is not too crowded when three people enter.

One rice cooker was not enough to cook rice for nine people. While the seniors were helping to wash the vegetables, Gu Bai found another rice cooker through the cabinet.

When the two seniors were washing the dishes, they felt that the dishes were really horrible.

"Gu Xiaobai, when did you buy the food?" The senior asked casually, "Where did you buy it? It looks pretty good."

"I don't need to buy it, the property here is responsible for the delivery." Gu Bai said as he washed the rice, "Just call the property if you want, and it will be delivered within ten minutes."

The two seniors moved their hands for a while: "Then you have to pay a lot of money, right?"

"I don't know, my dad pays the money."

So your father is so rich, why on earth made you so miserable?

The two seniors looked at Gu Bai silently.

Before, they thought that Gu Bai might not have been born with him. His father's scumbag butler didn't care about it, and Gu Bai's mother died too early, which caused Gu Bai to live a miserable life for a good baby.

I heard from the teacher that Gu Bai couldn't even afford oil painting materials when he first entered school, so he used his own oil painting assignments to exchange materials with the brothers and sisters. Later, the materials were enough, but none of the oil painting assignments were left.

The material is basically just used up after a few days after the exchange.

I also heard that Gu Bai collected his remaining major homework and small homework to sell for money, watercolors, sketches, sketches, and so on. Over the next four years, the week homework will be filled with thick stacks, two hundred. It's pretty okay for one to sell it out.

But to be reasonable, this is so much lack of money to move your mind to homework?

Let’s not talk about the question of whether it can be sold or not. In terms of traditional painting in the Academy of Fine Arts, many people throw their homework directly behind their heads after they have finished painting. After all, the homework tasks are really too heavy, almost at the beginning of the sophomore year. I stayed up all night to catch up with homework every day, and it was almost overwhelming.

Being able to think of selling homework in exchange for money in this spare time is already very irritating.

After all, unlike computer graphics, the traditional painting market is limited and it is really not easy to sell.

The computer board drawing can also be used for outsourcing or commercial illustrations during class in the university to gain fame, and the increase in the number of fans and popularity can be seen with the naked eye.

But as far as the various industries of traditional painting are concerned, they are basically qualified.

Fans boasted that no matter how high the popularity of the Internet is, it is not as useful as the praise of the famous.

Famous artists boast that their worth can jump several levels in a row. If a famous painter says it's not good, the worth of a new artist might be devastated.

Traditional painting is an industry that burns money and returns very slowly, and the possibility of overturning is still very large.

After this series of operations, Gu Bai appeared to be particularly miserable, as if he was going to sleep in the bridge hole in the next second. In the eyes of the seniors, this poor but very persistent perseverance and love for the mural industry Junior brother, it's really pitiful and too cute.

But now it seems that Gu Bai's dad really values ​​this child again.

Such a good house has also taken the initiative to bear the rent and water and electricity properties, which is a lot of money every year.

So here comes the problem.

Why didn't Gu Bai's father give Gu Bai money?

Does he have a pit in his head?

The things in the minds of the two seniors were extremely complicated, and Gu Bai had already finished scouring the rice, took out a tube of bones, and was about to chop the bones.

Professor Gao and the others went back to the living room and gathered together to figure out who the ink painting was the author upstairs.

There are not many ink paintings in China, and there are only a handful of them that can paint to that extent.

But it’s impossible for people like that not to sign off after painting.

"The brushstrokes look like the old gentleman who has long since passed away." Professor Gao said.

As they gathered together to ponder, there was a "clang" in the kitchen.

A group of people were taken aback. They turned to look at the kitchen and found that the two big men in the kitchen looked at Gu Bai, who was half a head shorter than them, in horror.

"what's happenin?!"

"Gu Xiaobai chopped the bobbin bones and chopped open the chopping board!"

"The marble counter has cracks!"

Gu Bai was at a loss and panicked: "I, I, I, I didn't use much force!"

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The house was in turmoil, and it was worse than the neighborhood just now.

Gu Bai, the murderer of the chopping board, was finally ordered by the two seniors to stay away from the knives and let him wait for the cooking in front of the pot.

Anyhow, he didn't get him out of the kitchen directly.

Gu Bai was wearing an apron, simmering the corn bone soup first, and then standing in front of the pot, looking at his hand with a pensive expression on his face.

Something is wrong.

His physical condition is really wrong recently.

First of all, he has become more resistant to heat. In the dark environment at night, he can see clearly. In addition, his sense of taste and smell has become extremely sensitive.

Now even the strength has grown.

He used to be out of breath when he walked twenty meters or so by himself on a ladder, but there was a distance of more than 150 meters between the studio and his wall. He carried the ladder over the past few days, don’t I said I was gasping, and I didn't even breathe in confusion.

I drew it all morning under the sun, and I didn't see much sweat.

Something is wrong.

Although Gu Bai felt that it was a good thing that his physique had become so powerful, he still felt a little uneasy inevitably.

He was thinking about whether he should go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

But this thought came together, and he quickly stuffed it back.

What if something terrible is found out?

Wouldn't he spend the rest of his life in the hospital?

Gu Bai thought hard while cooking.

When the food was finally put on the table, Gu Bai sent a text message to his dad.

He said: Dear Dad, I feel like an incredible change has taken place in me recently.

Gu Bai paused, then sent two more.

Dad, have I undergone any human experiments?

For example, if you take a serum overnight, you will become a super soldier with big breasts, blonde and blue eyes. I like this better.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: Am I going to become a superhero! ! Am I going to join the Alliance of Fuckers!

Gu Dad:? ? ? ?