The City of Terror Chapter 32: , schizophrenia

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Wei Xiaobei didn't know Li Lanxing's anomaly. After closing the door, he came to the stove and looked at the Hardtack porridge in the pan. Well, it was almost the same.

Wei Xiaobei turned off the fire, filled the thick Hardtack porridge with a full bowl, placed it on the coffee table, stirred with a spoon, and cooled down with an electric fan. After about ten minutes, Wei Xiaobei reached out his hand Touch it, um, the temperature is right.

But Wei Xiaobei was not in a hurry to eat the Hardtack porridge, which didn't seem to be good in terms of shape or taste, but reached out and grabbed a copper wire in the sink.

As Wei Xiaobei grabbed the copper wire, a series of bubbles continued to emerge from the water.

Within five or six seconds, Wei Xiaobei let go of his hand and threw himself in front of the coffee table. He scooped up a spoonful of Hardtack porridge, frowned, poured it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

"Alas." Wei Xiaobei ate this green thick porridge and sighed, but his face was inexplicably a trace satisfied.

This is not Wei Xiaobei's schizophrenia.

After a large amount of electrical energy is released, Wei Xiaobei will inevitably enter a state of extreme hunger. As long as food is consumed, this hunger sensation will be relieved, and the brain will naturally produce a feeling of satiety.

But the expired Hardtack porridge doesn't really taste much, especially after eating Zhang Tian Tian's small stir-fried meat.

So, Wei Xiaobei only showed such a contradictory and strange look.

After six Hardtack thick porridges were cooked, Wei Xiaobei burst out and released two electrical energy and ate it cleanly.

But looking at the expired food accumulated at the foot of the bed, Wei Xiaobei also knows that today's time will be extremely difficult.

"Whether Wei Xiaobei is here?"

"Papapap!"

With a deep sound, the door was snapped.

This sound is somewhat familiar.

Wei Xiaobei, who was busy solving expired food, listened to something familiar. After the door opened, a fat man stood outside, wiping his sweat from time to time.

This is the host.

"Uncle Li, come in and sit down."

The landlord does not live here. His surname is Li, his name is Chaoyang. He is in his forties and has no work. There are four yards on this street, all of which are his home. It's a little cheap, but Wei Xiaobei doesn't deal much with it.

"Even if you go in, I'm here to collect the rent today. What's your taste in this house?"

Li Chaoyang's nose twitched, and he looked at the probe in the room with some doubt.

After cooking five pots of Hardtack, the taste in this room is a bit unpleasant.

Wei Xiaobei smiled a little embarrassedly: "Cooking, bad craftsmanship."

Speaking, Wei Xiaobei took the money and handed it to Li Chaoyang.

Fortunately, as long as you do n’t burn his house, Li Chaoyang will not care about other things.

But this sentence that Li Chaoyang left before leaving, made Wei Xiaobei's mood a little worse: "Yes, Xiaobei, now prices are rising so fast, Uncle Li also wants to live, so Starting next month, rents will increase by one hundred. "

Looking at the back view of Li Chaoyang leaving, Wei Xiaobei can't wait to kick on the opponent's writhing fat butt.

Rise by one hundred?

The original rent is 600 yuan a month, including water and electricity. In this area, it is not cheap anymore. If it rises by 100 next month, it will be 700 yuan.

Let people not live anymore!

However, even if the rent rises to one thousand a month, Wei Xiaobei will not check out for the time being.

As a result, you have to find a way to make money.

It ’s not good, just borrow some from Master.

Wei Xiaobei eats the Hardtack porridge that is difficult to swallow while thinking about money.

When Wei Xiaobei ate a third of the expired food, cell phone rang.

It was a call from Brother Two, asking Wei Xiaobei why he had n’t been to the martial arts hall.

Wei Xiaobei hurriedly said that something happened before and immediately passed.

Hang on the phone, Wei Xiaobei wiped the sweat on his forehead. It was 1:15 in the afternoon when he saw the time.

No wonder Brother 2 will call to ask.

Looking at the expired food left at the foot of the bed, Wei Xiaobei gave up the plan to eat it all together. In any case, this rental house should still store a little food in case of need.

What's more, Wei Xiaobei ate Hardtack porridge close to thirty small pots today. When I saw the packaging of Hardtack, I felt like I wanted to vomit.

Going out to catch the bus, Wei Xiaobei leaned on the corner, his eyes closed slightly, and checked Attribute Panel.

Although the power boost voltage is now erupting, the increase in the current limit is relatively low, but after more than fifty consecutive power eruptions, the changes in Special Ability Release Electricity are relatively large.

The upper voltage limit of Release Electricity has been raised to 34 volts, which is within 2 volts of the safe voltage.

But be aware that 24 volts is enough to cause pain to people who come in contact.

As for the upper limit of current to 9.5 mA, ah, the safe current is 10 mA.

But a current of more than 8 mA is enough to make people feel the spasm of finger muscles, joints of fingers, and pain in palms.

That is to say, Wei Xiaobei now only needs to continue Release Electricity to make people feel enough electric shock.

The only trouble is that with the increase of the voltage and current upper limit, the increase in the burst current is also declining, and it may be difficult for the burst current to increase the upper limit.

Wei Xiaobei thought about it for a while, and looked at aimlessly in the car.

Huh?

What is that?

A frivolous, thin, white-collar man with gold-rimmed eyes is crowding behind a girl, buttocks shake from time to time, and the girl is flushed and desperately leans forward to try to avoid the white-collar the man.

In this situation, any man can understand what is going on.

Yes, this is a realistic version of the bus satyr.

Twenty years of retrogression, if anyone dares to do this in a large public, it will immediately become a cross-street mouse, and everyone shouts.

As for now, as long as things do n’t provoke themselves, most people wo n’t take the risk to stop such things.

If you change to Wei Xiaobei, you may go out to stop, but that is the point.

After all, this society is too complicated. Even if you do good things, you may not have good results in many things.

However, Wei Xiaobei is different now.

Wei Xiaobei squeezed away those busy passengers who were intentionally or unintentionally, and his right hand gently rested on the shoulder of the white-collar man.

This is a hot summer. Even if the white-collar man is wearing a suit, it is impossible to block the current.

What's more, this man only wears a shirt that has been soaked in sweat for half.