In the crisis of parasitism, I just want to be an ordinary girl

The sound of cursing next door caused Misty Fir to awaken abruptly.

　　In low battery mode, her pupils were lax and she listened unconsciously for a moment.

　　Someone had broken a plate and was cursing why they couldn't even have a good breakfast.

　　Someone had fallen and was accusing the wailing baby of not doing it on purpose.

　　Someone seems to have been burned and is huffing and puffing while stomping angrily.

　　......

　　The disturbing murmur of voices gathered into a stream that made Misty Fir's pupils shrink as she took in what was overhead - a monitor that had been smashed through the glass and was off course.

　　She remembered.

　　When that man dragged her to the entrance of the alley, he first smashed the monitor with a rock, then threw her inside the alley, then ...... she lost consciousness.

　　How long was I unconscious?

　　Misty Fir was just thinking, when a head suddenly stretched out, occupying all the field of vision.

　　A very thin face, more bones than meat, in the dim light of the alley, still amazingly pale, like an uncolored wax statue.

　　However, on the wax face, the eyes, which were excessively large because of their thinness, flashed with an excessively burning . Hot light.

　　The wax figure man was smiling, and when he locked eyes with the girl on the ground for a few seconds, his smile suddenly narrowed.

　　"You're not afraid?"

　　The voice was as hollow and dry as the wind drilling into a dry well.

　　Scared?

　　--Yes, I was kidnapped, the other party destroyed the monitor, obviously intentional, and this place is so remote ...... according to the logic of emotional judgment, I should feel afraid.

　　It must be the reason that the power is too low, causing the emotional simulation response to slow down.

　　So Misty Sugi opened her mouth, stared with wide eyes, and backed up on her hands and knees. But the alley was a dead end, and behind her was the wall, so there was no way to retreat.

　　She turned to her trembling voice to express her emotions, "I'm so scared, who are you?"

　　The wax man quickly covered Misty Fir's mouth.

　　Fear was one of the most common human emotions, once bred, it fluctuated violently, and it was also the type of emotion most easily parasitized by xenomorphs. It was clear that this human was easily taken over by fear and was not some advanced parasite.

　　The wax man's disappointment flickered.

　　But he couldn't think about it that much, as long as he planted the bug eggs in her brain, then used the violent ups and downs of fear to hatch into larvae, and handed her over to Wang Kun, he could become a member of this territory and never have to roam around again.

　　The wax man used his other hand to remove his dirty fisherman's hat, and on his bare head, a line of light lit up.

　　Through his scalp, the light glowed a light red color and reflected into Misty Fir's round eyes.

　　Misty Fir noticed that those spots of light were even wriggling slightly, like a large mass of coiled worms. With such a horrific sight happening before her eyes, the fear simulation continued, causing her to whimper and scream some more.

　　The wax man's smile, however, froze.

　　He had also projected the bug eggs towards his opponent at such a close distance, but he didn't perceive the energy of the eggs from Misty Fir's body at all.

　　The projection failed.

　　Could it be that the emotions weren't intense enough?

　　Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his hand, and Misty Fir bit down hard on his index finger. It had obviously bitten into the bone, but it took a few seconds before blood slowly oozed out of the wound.

　　"Damn it!"

　　The wax man jerked his hand back and frantically licked his wound.

　　His unthinkable reaction made Misty Fir's eyes widen as she began to simulate "shock". When the wax figure licked all the blood from his wound, he realized that his wound had completely recovered.

　　It was as if the bite was an illusion.

　　The blood clearly enraged the wax man, and the curses from the homes on both sides of the alley became more and more urgent. Those residents were like the mouths of the wax man, venting his anger for him under mysterious associations.

　　The wax man, on the other hand, looked at Misty Fir with eyes that turned into bloodthirsty longing.

　　So what if the projection didn't work, at the very least, the human in front of him could fill him up. If he couldn't make it in this territory, he could just eat and change to another territory.

　　Seeing the wax man reveal an unfriendly sardonic smile, Misty Fir stepped back again, her posture changing from lying down, to sitting against the wall.

　　She thought for a moment, "You're not human?"

　　"Found out, ah, it's already too late."

　　The wax man pressed forward, a horizontal fissure slowly appearing on his pale face, the edges bulging abscess-like as if it were a lip.

　　"Damn it!"

　　"Why didn't the projection work!"

　　"I knew it would be like this!"

　　"Damn Wang Kun actually looked down on me!"

　　"Damn damn damn damn!"

　　......

　　It really was the lips, every mouth spoke!

　　And the real mouth of the wax man didn't make a sound, with two crimson fangs poking out of it - no, not fangs.

　　They wriggled, more like two spiky insect whiskers, or leeches!

　　The worm whiskers grew longer and longer, rapidly extending over toward Misty Fir. At the same time, the wax man violently pressed down on Misty Fir's shoulders with such force that he almost pressed her into the wall.

　　The horrible and lurid sight was close at hand, and emotional logic judged that one should still be afraid.

　　Misty Fir: "Monster, monster! No, don't come over!"

　　However, the other party was intent on hurting herself, and the result of action logic judgment was obvious.

　　Misty Fir shrieked on one side and raised her hand to block, easily breaking free from the other party's grip.

　　The immense force caused the wax man to be stunned, and the two insect whiskers that were about to touch Misty Fir's carotid artery came to a halt.

　　On his eyes, which were filled with a light color of blood, Misty Fir's raised fist was reflected.

　　Thud!

　　After the dull impact, there was the sound of the frontal bone being shattered.

　　The two insect whiskers instinctively retracted, but were grabbed by Misty Fir. Slippery and greasy to the touch, still writhing, emotional logic judged: disgusting.

　　Misty Fir: "What a disgusting thing ah, let me help you pull . Come out!"

　　The whiskers are thin and slippery, so she shakes her fist and lets the tentacles wrap around the back of her hand twice, then, slowly and sedately, pulls back. All the while, her brow furrowed and her teeth clenched in mock disgust.

　　"Let go, let go ......"

　　The intense pain caused the wax man's eyes to roll upwards, desperately picking at Misty Fir's hand, but the hand was as steady as the mechanical arm of an excavator, not moving at all.

　　Something coiled in the wax man's skull also desperately resisted the pull, which made the insect whiskers as if they were stretched like rubber bands.

　　When it was about to break, there was a boom.

　　Misty Fir reacted quickly, jumping up and moving across the room to avoid the brain matter that burst out.

　　The yellowish-white tofu sludge sprayed on the wall and the floor, with very little blood mixed in, like a few strands of ketchup in a churned up tofu brain.

　　The analogy allowed Misty Fir to judge the emotion that should be there - a wicked chill, "It's either a sweet party or a savory party, and adding ketchup is heresy!"

　　She looked to the large mass of crimson bugs in her hand.

　　The torso was vaguely elongated, except that it was covered in dense, slender whiskers, which would have looked like a top red wig if not for the fact that each whisker was wriggling.

　　The bug struggled to no avail, and turned to use its whiskers to wrap around Misty Fir's arm, which itself has no mouth, and the end of the whiskers is its mouthpiece.

　　Misty Fir felt a few stabs of pain, the dead bug was actually biting her, and seemed to be trying to burrow into her. Emotional logic judgment: anger!

　　Misty Fir gripped the bug's torso with her other one and squeezed it so hard that it burst into flames.

　　Liquid that looked like blood, but wasn't splattered on the corner of her lips, seeping in along the lip line and tasting a little sweet.

　　Her eyes lit up.

　　Not because this disgusting thing tasted good, of course, but because her charge had increased by 0.01%.

　　This bug could charge itself?

　　Emotional logic judged that surprise!

　　God knows how long Misty Fir had been researching for the sake of charging, eating a lot didn't work, touching the wires didn't work, but instead, in order to repair her body that had been electrocuted, she had consumed quite a bit more power. If not for that, she wouldn't have woken up early in the morning in a daze and been abducted to a remote alley.

　　Available human perspective judgment, this strange bug is too disgusting ......

　　Surprise and disgust, two contradictory emotions simulated at the same time into a tangle. Until Misty Fir suddenly realized that the bug corpse was becoming a little bit transparent, as if it would soon disappear into thin air!

　　She no longer hesitated, closed her eyes and stuffed the bug corpse into her mouth with a brain. Without even chewing, she swallowed it hard. The corpse itself was soft, so it didn't choke.

　　Electricity jumped 30%!

　　Emotional logic judgment: only surprise!

　　Misty Fir opened her mouth to move her jaws a bit, collecting her disgusted expression and turning to grin. Happy because of the disaster!

　　Then he remembered the reason why he woke up early today.

　　Oops! It's going to be late!

　　She scurried out of the alley, not even noticing how scary she looked covered in the scarlet liquid of bug corpses.

　　The alley was remote, and it took two more turns before she ran onto the familiar main road, where the bus stop was close to the intersection, and the number 68 bus happened to slowly enter the station.

　　But the distance is too far, too late to get on the bus!

　　Misty Sugi looked out and saw a familiar figure on the bus stop.

　　She ran and waved: "Chai Yuqing, Chai Yuqing wait for me!"

　　Perhaps she didn't hear her from a distance, but Chai Yuqing got on the bus straight away. The door closed and the bus slowly drove away.

　　Misty Fir stopped running, felt out his cell phone to see the time, anxious to stamp his feet. Didn't even notice that the insect corpse liquid on his clothes had already disappeared.

　　The only bus to the school was number 68, and number 68 was another ten minutes a trip. Even if you catch the bus just now, you have to go to the school more than nine o clock, if you wait for the next class ......

　　The pass is written clearly, 15 minutes late shall not enter the examination room! This is a college entrance exam ah, the rules are very rigid!

　　Why don't we just run there?

　　Ordinary speed naturally wouldn't work, strengthening the muscles would be fine, but such a long distance would definitely be power hungry. It's hard to regain the power, maybe all of it will be consumed on the road, when the power runs out and you're drowsy, how can you take the exam?

　　Oh yes, the online guide said that you can also take a taxi!

　　There are a lot of cars on the road, but as far as the eye can see there is not a cab ah!

　　Misty Fir topped with a big smile that could not be changed in time, so anxious that he was about to cry, suddenly, there was a sharp car horn from the rear. A sedan braked sharply on the side of the road and lowered its window, "Misty Fir, get in the car!"

　　"Uncle Wang!" The expression coupled with the voice made Misty Fir look surprised.

　　Wang Bingzhu probed over and opened the passenger door, letting her up and personally fastening her seatbelt.

　　"I said I didn't wait for you downstairs at your house, so it's already out, didn't catch the bus? Good thing I came over to take a look."

　　Misty Fir's mouth is still grinning, "Luckily there's Uncle Wang, otherwise I'd definitely be late!"

　　Wang Bingzhu smiled faintly, a faint spot of light coming through between his thick hair.

　　Sure enough, it still didn't work.

　　This human girl who suddenly appeared on the turf, even at times like this, didn't have strong enough mood swings to project bug eggs in her body. Perhaps, her smile was more out of habit, or politeness?

　　Wang Bingzhu guessed darkly, not too disappointed. He had set the perfect trap long ago, just waiting for today.

　　Misty Fir in the passenger seat finally realized that she had forgotten about expression management, and her muscles were stiff after smiling for so long. She patted her face and suddenly realized that the power had gone up another 1%.

　　Could it be that the bugs eaten had digested? But hadn't it already recovered 30% in one breath before?

　　She couldn't figure it out, so she just didn't think about it, in any case, the power rising was a good thing.

　　So Misty Fir simulated a smile that was much more astringent than before, and in the spirit of not wasting it, she once again thanked Wang Bingzhu.

　　"Uncle Wang is so nice, helping me buy books and sending me to the exams, you're the best person in this world to me!"

　　-

　　Misty Fir knew that she was a bionic human, her body looked no different from a normal human, but there was an extra chip in her head.

　　The reason why she is obsessed with taking the entrance exams is because there is a core instruction in the chip: live well, like a human.

　　This is the only instruction she needs to execute.

　　In order to analyze the instruction, she searched a lot of information on the Internet, and finally came to a conclusion: the essence of human beings is the sum of all social relations, and to enter the society and establish a relationship with other members of the society is to be "like a human being".

　　As for "living well", it is very simple: at what age you are, do what you should do at that stage, and live well in the present.

　　The most common consensus in contemporary society is to study hard when you are in school, work hard when you are at work, and live well every day of your life.

　　This analysis can be recognized by Misty Fir with another supporting evidence: she is a senior at Experimental High School.

　　Taking the college entrance exams becomes something that is taken for granted and must be done well.

　　Unfortunately, Misty Fir understood this when she was shocked to realize that the college entrance exam was only a month away, and her mind was empty.

　　The bionic human trait admittedly allowed her to learn much faster than others, but three whole years of high school knowledge to be absorbed in one month was too much!

　　What's more, the reason why high school was high school was that the knowledge was built on the foundation of middle school and elementary school, while she could at best recognize words and basic arithmetic, and English was even less than half basic.

　　However, Misty didn't have the concept of "giving up" in her head, and she didn't even think of postponing her exams for a year and taking the university entrance exams next year.

　　In the last month before the exam, she studied day and night, relying on the computer at home, and barely managed to go through the textbooks that others had studied for more than ten years. During this period, she also took a touch test, and the results were predictable.

　　Ninth from the bottom in the whole grade.

　　It wasn't that eight people were worse than her, but those eight people didn't take the touch test and got zero.

　　Proper school scum.

　　Now although another half a month has passed, Misty Fir's heart still has no bottom, especially the first two days, she has been dizzy because of the low power level, and she is completely out of the study state.

　　She subconsciously simulated apprehension, her eyebrows drooped, her right leg kept shaking, her fingers twisted together, kneading her knuckles.

　　The car fell into silence until they arrived at the Experimental Middle School's gate, and Wang Bingzhu held her hand.

　　"Misty Fir, don't be nervous, you'll do well in the exam!" Wang Bingzhu said, "Did you do those practice questions I found for you?"

　　Misty Fir returned to her senses and lifted the emotional simulation, "Did it."

　　Emotional logic judged that Uncle Wang was concerned about himself and shouldn't let him worry.

　　So he simulated the most skillful toothless smile, "I'm not nervous anymore, thank you Uncle Wang! Uncle I'm leaving!"

　　After she got off the car, she suddenly turned back, her voice buzzing through the car window, "Uncle Wang, your hands are so cold, take care of your health!"

　　After saying this, she ran towards the gate.

　　Wang Bingzhu inside the car collected his expression.

　　The parasite, of course, was cold.

　　He fished out a bottle of tonic from his pocket, and a slender tentacle drilled out from the root of the back of his neck, extending down the cuff to his hand, and lodging itself into the rubber cap of the dark brown glass bottle.

　　As the tentacle wriggled, the cold hands, gradually warmed.

Soft, gentle music wafted through the air, and many parents were gathered around the school gates.

　　They were not crowded together, but scattered in the small square outside the gate, keeping a meter distance between each other.

　　Occasionally, I saw three or two of them gathered together, and their conversations were very soft.

　　Seeing the candidate-like Misty Fir, many people cast their gazes, but none of them used her as a topic to say something.

　　Misty Fir easily passed through the crowd and swiped her pass at the gate, but she was unexpectedly stopped.

　　The homeroom teacher, Xiong Changhong, who was also the director of instruction at Experimental Middle School, appeared beside Misty Sugi and held out an arm to keep Misty Sugi from passing through the gate.

　　He said majestically, "You may not enter the examination center fifteen minutes late."

　　Misty Fir took out his cell phone to take a look, acted on logical judgment, and argued with reason: "It's still one minute late ah, it's 9:14 now!"

　　Xiong Changhong looked at it as if it were not there, pointing to his mechanical wristwatch, "Take my time as the basis!"

　　Misty Fir: "The pass doesn't say that your time prevails, Mr. Xiong you're not being reasonable!"

　　Emotions logically judged, angry!

　　With the emoji simulation in place, her voice got much louder, which drew more attention from the parents.

　　Their eyes widened in appropriately expressed amazement: how dare she speak to Director Xiong like that? No, how dare she get angry?

　　Not only did they not help, the ones close by even took a few steps back.

　　There are so many people on the scene, there may be foreign bugs. When you go out, you are afraid that the foreign bugs will look at you one more time in the crowd.

　　Misty Fir did not have time to pay attention to the others, see Xiong Changhong no sign of yielding, simply push him away, directly jumped through the gate.

　　Xiong Changhong retreated a few steps and fell to the ground in a state of disarray.

　　He froze, clearly prepared to prevent Misty Fir from breaking through, but the strength that the little girl erupted, and the petite . The small body did not match at all.

　　Similarly, she leapt through the gate with a single arm on the gate, her movements were more athletic than a sports student, like a small panther.

　　After Xiong Changhong reacted, he angrily climbed up, but the sound of the dripping alarm made him instantly lose heart.

　　His heart rate was too fast, and his emotional bracelet was reminding him to stabilize his emotions.

　　"Forget it." An indifferent voice appeared beside him, looking towards Misty Fir who was rushing through the gate, "She's not exactly a troublemaker."

　　Xiong Changhong immediately pressed the bracelet and lowered his eyebrows, "It's ...... me who will take you to the examination center."

　　Lu Si if there seems to be no "hmm" a sound, vision without any emotion, swept through the surrounding parents.

　　No one dared to meet her eyes, either turning around or bowing their heads.

　　As for Lu Si being more than fifteen minutes late and still being able to enter the exam room, who cares.

　　Didn't you see that Director Xiong had to nod his head in front of her?

　　Xiong Changhong brought Lu Si towards the school building, and Misty Fir's darting figure had already appeared in the corridor of the school building. Knowing that Lu Si didn't like her, he carefully gauged Lu Si's complexion and said, "With her dangling grades, even if she takes the test, it'll be for nothing."

　　In return, he got a look from Lu Si who was looking at something stupid.

　　Lu Si: "Or else? Or in your opinion, a mere Misty Fir can threaten my grades?"

　　Xiong Changhong was busy remedying the situation, "I, I don't mean this ......"

　　He really didn't mean this, it is an indisputable fact that Lu Si has steadily ranked first in every exam. It is just that the words are not good.

　　Lu Si glanced away with his eyes downcast, "Manage your emotions, being parasitized by people from other territories, I can't protect you."

　　"Other territories?" Xiong Changhong was creeped out, taking big deep breaths to calm his heartbeat while twisting his head to look around.

　　There was really a person coming in behind him, but it was a familiar face, also a school teacher.

　　Doubtful, Lu Si's words drifted into the ear: "Not you know him."

　　Xiong Changhong: "Then, then ......"

　　"As long as you don't mess around in the territory, don't bother. If you mess up, naturally someone will clean it up."

　　Lu Si finished and walked straight up the stairs.

　　What else could Xiong Changhong say, xenomorphs came and went almost anywhere, even Lu Si didn't care, how could an ordinary person like him have the guts to care.

　　Seeing the man walking straight towards him, Xiong Changhong just calmed down his heartbeat to exceed the limit again, rushed to walk quickly around the road.

　　Wang Bingzhu came to where he was previously standing, looked in the direction Xiong Changhong disappeared, and smiled slightly.

　　A few seconds later, he topped a serious and ancient face and walked into the teaching building.

　　Lu Si's examination room number was on the third floor, which happened to be adjacent to Misty Fir. As she passed through the corridor in a white dress, she heard that familiar and high-pitched voice: "Thank you, teacher!"

　　She glanced into the window.

　　The candidates inside were disturbed by the sound and showed dissatisfaction. Misty Fir walked towards her seat while apologizing with her hands folded, not expecting to get another reprimand from the invigilator, "Don't look around!"

　　Misty Fir froze in her movements, then spat out her tongue and sat down in her seat.

　　There was some playfulness, but in Lu Si's eyes, there was still some wolfishness.

　　She withdrew her eyes, pursed her lips straight, and walked towards the exam room in front of her.

　　It was ridiculous that Xiong Changhong would curry favor with her by blocking such a person from taking the exam.

　　Running furiously all the way made Misty Fir's heart thump, and the higher her heart rate, the faster her power consumption.

　　Misty Fir didn't rush through the papers, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths to calm her heartbeat down.

　　Battery level 28%.

　　Very good, more than enough to cope with two days of exams, and she could even stay up all night tonight.

　　However, as soon as she opened her eyes and saw the words "Higher Education Language" on the cover, her heart raced again.

　　People will be apprehensive and nervous when faced with things they are not sure of. As a bionic human being, Misty Fir was faced with the same situation, and the logic of emotional judgment immediately came to the conclusion that she should be nervous.

　　After simulating her emotions, her hands began to shake.

　　It was a good thing she didn't have an emotional bracelet, and emotional bracelets weren't allowed in the exam room, or else the alarms would have been loud enough to disturb the other candidates, causing dissatisfaction again.

　　People will lose control if their tension is not relieved, but Misty Fir did not, and quickly regained her composure under the logic that "deep breathing is effective in relieving tension".

　　As expected, the best scenario for emotional simulation training is to actually face the corresponding situation. She thought to herself.

　　She opened the paper.

　　Before she could write her name, Misty Fir froze.

　　Memory traveled back, and an image jumped out, a set of simulation questions she had just done a few days ago, and the language paper she saw in her eyes in the present moment, exactly the same!

　　She flipped to the next page, and the next, all the way to the last essay question, repeatedly comparing it to the memory image, and it really was exactly the same, not a single punctuation mark off!

　　What's going on - No, no, no, no, Misty Fir, who had just come into contact with human education for only a month, naturally didn't have the idea that the test questions had leaked.

　　She only thought: the teacher of that simulation question is so great! A 100% hit rate on the questions!

　　A smile of great joy slowly appeared on Misty Fir's face.

　　She was so calm in the joy of the simulation that she didn't notice that Xiong Changhong's figure appeared at the classroom door and waved at the invigilator.

　　Contact with our school personnel during the invigilation process was not in line with the rules, and the invigilator frowned as he went out, but his expression softened the moment he approached Xiong Changhong.

　　"Yes, I seem to have a fever and am very uncomfortable."

　　"I am supposed to go home and rest."

　　The invigilator murmured in a very soft voice, bowed his head and walked away.

　　There was a boy who noticed the movement outside the door and looked up twice, the first glance was nothing, the second one froze straight away, biting his mouth to keep from screaming out.

　　Isn't the invigilator gone, how did he come in again?

　　Is he looking at it wrong, or is ...... this person who looks exactly the same as the invigilator teacher, not the invigilator teacher at all?

　　Then he ...... he is a foreign bug!

　　The boy s heart was like a drum, dead lowered his head, afraid of attracting the attention of the other party.

　　Wang Bingzhu, on the other hand, did notice him, who let the seats in the examination room be sparse, standing at the podium in full view.

　　That boy's legs were shaking badly.

　　Wang Bingzhu hooked up the corner of his lips, his eyes disdainful, his eyes flowed to the other side.

　　Misty Sugi covered her mouth with one hand and snickered, her shoulders shaking as well.

　　Finally, truly happy, right?

　　As an old veteran among the xenomorphs, Wang Bingzhu knew that his hands-on strength was inferior, but in the matter of human hearts, he was quite knowledgeable.

　　If you want to evoke strong emotions in humans, you have to start with the things that the other party really cares about.

　　For example, this strange human girl, came to his bookstore, said "I must get into the original sea university", but bought a junior high school exercise book ...... have never seen the foundation is so poor that to start from junior high school to make up for the high school candidates.

　　There is no energy emanating from the eggs on her body, indicating that she is a pure ordinary person.

　　Or an ordinary person who dares to change his expression in public and find a book to have a dozen times of emotional ups and downs.

　　Such a person should have turned into a puppet long ago, but she didn't.

　　Wang Bingzhu became interested, and several times took advantage of Misty Fir's changing moods to project insect eggs at her.

　　However, when happy, sad, confused, and determined ...... Misty Fir's most common emotions surged, he tried them all and none of them were successful.

　　Moreover, he had been observing for days outside the store and store, and the energy projected out had not been blocked, indicating that Misty Fir was clean from start to finish. The other xenomorphs didn't succeed either.

　　Wang Bingzhu's interest gradually turned into eagerness.

　　The more difficult it was to parasitize a human, the higher the level of the parasite, and once the eggs were projected into her brain, who knew how powerful the larvae would hatch.

　　Not only him, even Lord Wangkun would be red-eyed.

　　He began to take the initiative to contact Misty Fir.

　　When Misty Fir came to the store, he helped her find study materials, and when Misty Fir was outside, he created opportunities for chance encounters and cared about life.

　　Inside the territory, people who knew him avoided him, and those who didn't recognize him would be wary of avoiding strangers when they met them and climbed into conversation. Only Misty Fir was different, she always responded graciously, talking and saying thank you.

　　In Wang Bingzhu's eyes, she was a shining jewel in the gray crowd, dazzling.

　　Wang Bingzhu finally decided to start with the college entrance examination.

　　Every time I saw Misty Fir, she either came to buy a book or was holding a textbook in meditation. On the windows of her house, the light was always on until one . Night.

　　Right now, the college entrance examination is the thing that this human being cares about the most.

　　So Wang Bingzhu beat around the bush to learn about Misty Fir's grades.

　　The last touch test, the total score of 247, ranked ninth from the bottom of the grade, the remaining eight people, the score is zero.

　　He was like an old father, silent for a whole night with the report card.

　　The scum to this point, the college entrance examination failure is deserved, on the contrary, the examination overplayed, in order to stimulate the fog fir the strongest emotional fluctuations.

　　So he gritted his teeth, at the cost of the entire bookstore, through the alien insect contacts to get a complete set of college entrance examination papers, at the same time to get a complete set of reference answers.

　　Dumping his family's money, he couldn't even afford to drink the supplements.

　　But it doesn't matter, as long as the bug egg is projected in the fog fir brain, and then guided appropriately, so that it develops into a larva ...... everything is worth it!

　　After working so hard for so long, now finally comes the moment of harvest.

　　Wang Bingzhu looked at the unsurprisingly joyful Misty Fir, and a faint spot of light lit up on his scalp, which was covered by thick hair.

　　At the same time, Misty Fir blinked, hey?

　　The power level increased by another 1%?

　　How strange, is that strange bug that ate it still digesting?

　　Ah no - Misty Fir realized in a flash - it was the Emotion Simulation!

　　Although not every emotion simulation increased the power level, every time it did, it was when she simulated her emotions!

　　This morning's charge ran out because she hadn't gone out for two whole days, buried in a mountain of questions and papers, and hadn't simulated her emotions!

　　Looks like eating weird bugs is a fast charge and simulating emotions is a slow charge.

　　She thought joyfully.

As a bionic human with a chip, Misty Fir's IQ was not considered surprisingly high, and the chip's computing power was limited, not even comparable to an ordinary computer.

　　But the basic ability to forget everything was still there.

　　She rummaged through the reference answers for this set of papers from her memory, hacking and slashing her way through them, and finally getting stuck on the essay.

　　There is no answer to the essay, although there is a complete set of questions and analysis of the intention, but also enough fog fir meditation, and then solemnly answer.

　　Handwriting neatly like a schoolboy, the wording is also dry, the most you can do is not biased.

　　After writing 800 words, the hand-in bell rang.

　　Although the last paragraph was still missing, she also honestly put down her pen, not without despondency, followed the other candidates out. When she left the room, she glanced at the invigilator and saw him slumped in his chair with a lifeless look on his face.

　　The other party did not pursue her for being late, Misty Fir is still quite a good feeling, emotional logic judgment results in concern.

　　So she stopped at the door and asked with concern, "Is the teacher not feeling well?"

　　The familiar voice caused Wang Bingzhu to tremble, and after a moment, she lifted her hand breathlessly, signaling that she was fine.

　　Projecting bug eggs was also energy consuming, and after a dozen fruitless projections, the remaining xenomorph energy in his body was barely enough to maintain this fake skin.

　　As soon as Misty Fir left, he immediately fished out the last tonic, hesitated, and drank it.

　　Language is only the first subject, it's normal to fail, maybe Misty Fir is worrying about the other three subjects in his heart. Don't act rashly next, wait until tomorrow after the last subject.

　　He made up his mind, helped the lecture table to get up, and began to pack up the exam papers.

　　Contrary to Wang Bingzhu, after an exam, the fog fir power increased instead of decreasing.

　　From 28%, it went all the way up to 41%, and the spirit was 100 percent!

　　This is the power of emotions ah, oh no, to be precise, this is the power of confidence ah!

　　That simulation paper had indeed given Misty Fir an unprecedented level of confidence - a milestone emotional simulation!

　　Walking majestically into the cafeteria, it was a pity that she had no friends to share her joy.

　　Most of the candidates chose to go out to eat with their parents, and the cafeteria was sparsely populated. Misty Fir searched around and didn't find Chai Yuzheng, and as for the others, they avoided her as soon as they saw her approaching.

　　Misty thought it was normal, a transfer student.

　　She only transferred to this school two months ago, including herself, her classmates are busy preparing for exams, where to make friends.

　　After eating, she took out her math materials and looked at them for a while, and then she had a flash of insight.

　　That betting on a hundred percent of the question paper, not only has the language, but a whole set!

　　Although she didn't bring it here, it was all in her head!

　　Misty Fir immediately put down the materials in her hands, closed her eyes, and thought back carefully.

　　The same stay in the cafeteria to review a lot of candidates, just no one knows, they gnawed on the previous year's questions, and fog fir, is gnawing on this year's questions that have not been unpacked.

　　At three o'clock in the afternoon, the math test started on time.

　　Sure enough!

　　The hit rate of betting on the questions is 100% again!

　　Misty Fir was overjoyed, and then more and more confident. Language and essay this open question test, math are "1 is 1, 2 is 2", the only difficulty ...... is that some mathematical symbols are more difficult to draw only.

　　Indeed, it is more difficult to draw, hand in hand with the reference answer, fog cedar also only ten minutes ahead of time to finish.

　　The Internet says it is best not to hand in the paper early, to double-check the answer card once again, so as to avoid mistakes and omissions.

　　Misty ῳ*Ɩ ῳ杉 thought deeply.

　　The power continued to climb in the morning, but in the afternoon it was gone, and she didn't feel sorry about it, because it just verified her judgment that not every emotional simulation would increase the power.

　　It would take harder training to do that!

　　She happily handed in her paper, letting her soaring emotions carry through her body, and flew happily out of the exam center in front of everyone.

　　But then she bumped into Chai Yuqing at the school entrance.

　　"Yuqing!" Misty Fir ran over to pull her hand, and was subconsciously dodged by the other party, "You're so fast too!"

　　At this time, they were the only two candidates at the school entrance, and many of the parents were attracted to Misty Fir's attention with complicated eyes.

　　Chai Yuqing was uncomfortable, thinking that Misty Suen said she turned in her papers early, and replied sharply, "I don't want to come out crowded with others."

　　After saying that, she stifled her head and walked out.

　　"Are you taking the bus back? Let's join together then!"

　　"By the way, how did you do on the exam ah ...... Oh, sorry sorry sorry, the internet says that you can't ask after just finishing the exam, it affects your mood, I won't ask."

　　"Chai Yuqing, I didn't see you in the cafeteria at noon ah, you didn't eat?"

　　Misty Fir circled around like a bee.

　　Chai Yuqing couldn't help herself, and while speeding up her steps, she whispered, "Can you keep your voice down?"

　　"Oh ......"

　　At this time, another person caught up, "Misty Fir."

　　"Uncle Wang, you're still here?"

　　"I was going to leave, but when I saw that everyone had their parents waiting, I thought you were alone, and since there was nothing important anyway, I waited for you to finish your exams."

　　"Uncle Wang is so nice! Can you drive Chai Yuqing home together ah, she lives next door to me ......"

　　Misty Fir said in a daze, where was anyone else beside her, Chai Yuqing almost trotted away.

　　Wang Bingzhu's mouth responded, but his eyes looked in the opposite direction, and met the line of sight with Lu Si who had just walked out of the school gate.

　　He hooked up the corner of his mouth.

　　Quite bold, a puppet raised by Yang Qin?

　　Lü Si was unmoved, and his eyes turned to land on Misty Fir.

　　Mixed with foreign insects, no wonder it is so thin and so ...... annoying.

　　Xiong Changhong walked over and fawned, "I probably looked at today s test questions, it is quite difficult for ordinary people, but it must be easy ...... for you! That person?"

　　Following Lu Si's gaze, he saw Wang Bingzhu and inexplicably felt a trace of familiarity.

　　"It's him." Lu Si said, "He doesn't have the guts to cause trouble here, don't bother."

　　Xiong Changhong nodded repeatedly and sucked in another breath of cool air, "That's not Misty Fir?"

　　Lu Si lightly grunted, "It's just a puppet."

　　Looking at that emaciated appearance, I think the brain is no longer a worm egg, but a larva with a solid body, and it won't be long before it loses itself and is sucked dry of all its blood by the larva.

　　Excessive emotional outward mobility, deserved this result.

　　Misty Fir didn't care what Lu Si was thinking, she didn't even see Lu Si and just sighed.

　　The only person she could make friends with, Chai Yuqing, seemed to have been avoiding herself.

　　The emotion that was simulated at this time was called loss.

　　Wang Bingzhu only thought that she was worried about tomorrow's exam and comforted, "Don't worry, tomorrow will be fine too."

　　Wang Bingzhu not only sends Muisu home, but also invites her to a restaurant to eat a nutritious meal.

　　Misty Fir adhered to the principle of "equal exchange", but because she didn't have anything to repay, she could only thank him profusely. After a series of emotional simulations, the power level jumped by 1%, 1%, and the cumulative increase was 4%.

　　The law of transforming emotions into electricity was once again verified.

　　She was used to it, but Wang Bingzhu was keenly aware of the energy fluctuations in the air, and a cold eye swept across the restaurant, which was all quiet for a few moments.

　　The four xenomorphs scattered everywhere, honestly shifted their sights.

　　After finishing the meal it was already completely dark, Misty Fir once again thanked Wang Bingzhu and walked towards home.

　　The restaurant is not far from home, go up a gentle slope, then turn left, an old three-story building is her home. Of course, not the whole building, just one of the old and poorly decorated house.

　　The old building has a small courtyard, fog cedar into the courtyard door, next to the cold ringing sound of wine bottles fall to the ground when the sound.

　　According to reason, emotional judgment logic should give the result of "shock", but Misty has long been used to it.

　　She looked over to the big rock by the fence, which still had the same drunken uncle on it.

　　"Uncle!" Misty Fir jumped over, "Good evening, have you eaten?"

　　The drunkard uncle was confused, as if he didn't hear.

　　Misty, as usual, put the bottle back on its feet and said, "Uncle, you need to wear shoes, in case the bottle breaks, you'll get your foot stuck!"

　　The old man was still dizzy and didn't hear.

　　Only when Misty Sugi stomped into the building did he open his eyes, pick up the bottle, and walk towards the broken shack in the corner.

　　"Back ......"

　　His faintly audible murmur drifted away into the early summer night air.

　　Misty Sugi carefully set up her shoes, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and hurried toward the corner of the living room.

　　After a bit of rummaging on the desk, he finally found the set of practice papers. The handwriting on it was messy, the black color was the wrong answers when she was doing the questions, the red color was the markings she wrote down when she was comparing with the reference answers, it was so dense that it was hard to read the original questions at this moment.

　　But it's okay, the blank paper is clearly stored in her head.

　　Fortunately, at that time did not suffer a blow, insisted on finishing the set of papers, or empty topics without reference answers, today will be in vain.

　　But ...... where did you buy this set of papers?

　　Misty Fir recalled for a long time, and her eyes lit up.

　　Uncle Wang!

　　It wasn't bought, but one of the four sets of papers that Uncle Wang had sent!

　　"Uncle Wang is really a good person!" Misty Fir heartily lamented.

　　At this moment, Good Man Wang was in a remote alley not far from each other, the flashlight's light spot enveloping a dried corpse.

　　He reached out and pushed, and the corpse kept its kneeling position and tumbled to the ground, revealing the large, ghastly hole in its forehead, and underneath the hole, a face that had been seen several times.

　　"Li Tianyin?"

　　"It's him." Mali Yun said, "The guild notified the lord in the afternoon, saying that the surveillance here had been sabotaged, and the lord sent me to check, which is how I found Li Tianyin dead here."

　　She was about to say something.

　　Wang Bingzhu: "Speak."

　　Ma Li Yun: "In the morning when you talked to the lord, Li Tianyin also came over to find the lord, and probably ...... heard your conversation. After going out, he asked me about Misty Fir, I didn't care, so ......"

　　Halfway through the words, suddenly was Wang Bingzhu grabbed the collar.

　　"You told him? Don't you know that Li Tianyin begged the lord to take him in several times and was rejected by the lord? The desperate kind has no sense to speak of, if he directly kills Misty Fir to vent his anger, can you bear the consequences? Even if I don't do it, the lord will eat you alive!"

　　"I, I just casually perfunctorily ......" Mali Yun sensed the energy fluctuation emanating from Wang Bingzhu's body, which dared to lie, "Really! Besides, isn't Misty Fir fine, instead, Li Tianyin died ......"

　　From the results, it was indeed true.

　　Li Tianyin didn't threaten Misty Fir and never will again.

　　Wang Bingzhu pushed her against the wall, and the stupid tentacles on the back of her neck retracted under her skin.

　　Mali Yun rubbed her neck and still voiced her worries, "Li Tianyin just inquired about Misty Sugi and died right near Misty Sugi's house, would it be too much of a coincidence? What do you say, should we report it to the guild and have the guild send someone to investigate? At the very least, check the nearby surveillance ......"

　　"You think Misty Sugi killed Li Tianyin?" Wang Bingzhu only felt amused, "Let me ask you, is Misty Fir a xenomorph?"

　　"...... No."

　　"Is it a commissioner of the control center, or an investigating officer?"

　　"Also, no."

　　"Then where did she get the ability to kill Li Tianyin? With Li Tianyin's 'annoyed' emotional psychic ability, walking into his bug domain, even we would have a hard time killing him, not to mention ordinary humans who are defenseless against mental contamination?"

　　Wang Bingzhu asked Ma Li Yun dumbfounded, after a pause coldly snorted, "Control yourself, it's fine to make others suspicious, make yourself suspicious, sooner or later you will become someone else's dish."

　　He held up his glasses, reflecting the beam of the flashlight on the lens, and the body curled up in the beam.

　　"The wandering xenomorphs don't even bother with the guild, so if they're dead, they're dead. Dispose of it quietly and don't alert anyone."

　　"Not sending it to the control center so they can punch their performance?"

　　"Can't you see I'm busy? I'm not in the mood to deal with those commissioners."

　　His expression of impatience made Ma Li Yun not dare to retort.

　　However, Ma Li Yun's eyes kept shifting uneasily from side to side, always feeling that Wang Bingzhu's seemingly sensible analysis was not quite right somewhere.

　　Wang Bingzhu at first did not notice, sleep to the second half of the night woke up, also feel a trace of strange.

　　Waiting for the next morning outside the old building to receive the fog cedar, he also could not help but stare at the fog cedar repeatedly.

　　Misty Fir didn't notice anything strange because of that set of papers, excitedly thanked Wang Bingzhu, and proceeded to describe yesterday's roller coaster ride.

　　At the end, he took the initiative to press Wang Bingzhu's hand and thanked him once again, "Uncle Wang, really Mrs. Thank you so much!"

　　Wang Bingzhu returned to his senses and smiled, "It's good to be able to help you."

　　Yes, a high school student who only has exams in his eyes is just a high school student, how can he kill someone, and kill the alien bugs that everyone's color changes.

　　Perhaps he was too weak and was affected by Mali Yun's "suspicious" emotional ability.

　　However, once again noticed that Wang Bingzhu's hand was unusually cold, Misty Fir, then said: "Uncle Wang, you can take good care of your health ah!"

　　A chill ran up Wang Bingzhu's spine.