Nightmare wake up

Chapter 11 Doraemon?
"It's great!" Luo Sheng said contentedly after drinking a few mouthfuls of noodle soup, placing the bowl on the table with both hands.

Seeing Moqi eating the dry hamburger, Luo Sheng also felt a little embarrassed, reached out and pushed the noodle soup in front of Moqi: "Eat slowly, don't choke..."

Well... Maggie wanted to cry a little bit.

Luo Sheng stretched his waist to relieve the fatigue caused by satiety, and asked, "What kind of noodles is this called? Have you learned it?"

"The oil is pouring on the noodles... I see others have done it."

Luo Sheng thought for a while and confirmed that the bowl of noodles in front of him had never been eaten in any restaurant. He couldn't help being a little surprised, and asked with a frown, "This is your first time making it?"

Unexpectedly nodded...

It's the first time, but it's the first time in this world.

Luo Sheng sighed meaningfully, then turned to stare at his younger brother: "Unpredictable... Do you think you will be able to graduate from university? The grades are always on the verge of dropping out."

Unexpectedly swallowed a mouthful of hamburger and looked at Luo Sheng in confusion... Why did the topic jump here?
"If it's too difficult, I'll find another way for you as soon as possible..." Luo Sheng said seriously: "What do you think about the chef?"

"..." Unpredictable was speechless.

"Such simple ingredients can make such delicious noodles. You have talent in this area..." Luo Sheng continued to persuade: "To be honest, there are not many places where you have talent."

Is it so straightforward?

Was the original owner so bad... Unpredictable, but he said quickly, "I want to go to school!"

How good it is to go to school, you don't have to support yourself, there is no pressure... Moqi felt that Luo Sheng couldn't continue this topic. If he was serious, he might actually send himself to the chef school:

"I strive to graduate and continue my studies..."

After speaking, Mo Wei subconsciously put his elbow on the dining table, and his ten fingertips naturally matched each other, and looked at each other to express his insistence.

Luo Sheng was puzzled...

From childhood to adulthood, I have never seen the word "firm" in Mo Wei. After careful observation for a long time, he muttered:

"No lying micro-expressions... Ten fingertips are aligned at one time, which shows that you are confident, otherwise it will be difficult to aim at one time. Are you serious?"

"Do you want to continue reading?"

"Hmm!" ... Of course Mo Wei was serious.

"Okay..." Seeing Moqi's persistence, Luo Sheng nodded and gave up the idea: "Then read it carefully! Fight for your breath."

After speaking, Luo Sheng seemed to remember something, and continued: "The third year is about to end, and the fourth year of psychology major needs a year of internship. Come to my clinic to help you during the autumn vacation... There is no harm in preparing early."

"The end of my junior year..." Mo Wei searched his memory for a while, and then he remembered that there is no concept of weeks in Rodinia, but "ten days and ten days" as a unit, seven days of school and three days of rest...

These few days I am at home because I am on a three-day vacation. Tomorrow is the first day of the second half of the year, the last ten days of my junior year.

"I'm taking a rest, and I'm going to see a client in the evening... I'll drop by to pick up a custom-made potted plant."

Luo Sheng didn't say anything, got up and went upstairs, but just stepped up the steps, suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something, and couldn't help turning around.

The beard has been shaved, the hair has just been trimmed, it looks refreshing, and more importantly, the floor of the hall seems to have been swept...

Yu Guangshao's bedroom was clean and tidy, the rubbish on the ground was gone, and the floor was polished...

A strange feeling arises spontaneously!

This made Luo Sheng feel both unbelievable and unreal, but after thinking about it, he had no clue and continued to walk upstairs slowly.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, Luo Sheng couldn't help but be fascinated. After a long time, he was surprised to find out, wasn't this what he had been looking forward to?
When I really got it, I felt strange...

Seeing the family photo on the coffee table, Luo Sheng couldn't help muttering to himself:
"Dad, Mom... Unpredictable seems like..."

.........

Returning to the bedroom with a full stomach, Maggie once again found that he had nothing to do.

That's not good... People without ideals, no, ironmen... What's the difference between salted fish?
Recalling what happened one day after the time traveled, Mo Wei said to Uncle Cat who was lying on the bed: "By the way, where are the contractors "Red", "Black", and "Yellow"?"

The "Contractor's Handbook" has a yellow cover... "Red" and "Black" don't need to be read, it's too boring, but "Yellow" has not been read yet. It is said that it marks the place where the contractor's special activities are carried out, and you can read it yourself...

Meow... Uncle Cat pondered sleepily for a long time, only then did he understand what "red, black and yellow" in Mo Qi's mouth meant...

Looking up at Unpredictable, the old cat showed a mysterious expression: "I will make a magic trick for you."

After speaking, in the unpredictable and surprised eyes, Uncle Cat stretched out his cat claws and scratched constantly under his neck...

Three books of different colors appear out of nowhere!

"Great!"

The old cat posed directly, the cat's claws resting on its cheeks, the whiskers on the cat's face trembled, and a smug expression appeared... As if he had caught a large litter of mice, he was taking credit to the owner.

"Li... Awesome!"

Unpredictable was indeed stunned, staring at the three books on the bed, calmed down in the proud eyes of Uncle Cat, and asked in a low voice:
"Uncle Cat, is your nickname Doraemon?!"

A cat that can pull out various items, what else could it be if it wasn't a robot cat?
As an unsuccessful street writer, Mo Wei can of course think that the other party should have storage space or something like that - his surprise stems more from the association of a robot cat...

"What dream?" This time, Uncle Cat is a fan...

"Nothing..." Mo Wei picked up the three books, rubbed them up and down carefully, and it turned out to be the three "Red", "Black", and "Yellow" that were intact in his impression, and asked, "Uncle Cat, what are you using for Storage stuff?"

"How do you know..." The old cat was deflated.

"Really?" Unexpectedly asked.

The old cat sighed, and then reluctantly stretched out the cat's paw again, and pinched it on the neck for a while...

On the cat's neck, under the thick cat fur, were two golden bells, the size of a fingernail.

"I don't usually ring, I'm afraid of revealing my whereabouts..." Uncle Cat said: "This is a contract item with various magical abilities, and one of the bells has storage space."

Sure enough... Unexpectedly made a sudden realization: "Where can I get it? I also want one...

Afraid that his request would be too abrupt, Mo Wei hurriedly found a reasonable reason: "These three books are kept at home. If my sister finds it, it will be exposed."

"What ordinary contractors can't get..." Uncle Cat straightened his expression and said slowly, "...These things are usually rare, and the prices are not low."

"Okay..." Mo Qi nodded.

Don't think about anything without money...

Seemingly afraid of being unpredictable and unwilling, the old cat added: "My bell was sent by Pandora, the standard of the Punisher team..."

"Oh... that's how it is... so good, and sending things for free." Mo Qi didn't continue to struggle with this issue, reached out and picked up the "Contractor's Handbook", while flipping casually, he asked Uncle Cat: "It's too boring at home at night. Now, where can I go to play?"

"Everywhere..." Uncle Cat said, "The premise is that you don't expose your contract ability."

Seeing Uncle flipping through the manual, Uncle Cat naturally understood what he was looking for: "There are places recorded in the manual that are officially recognized as places for contractors' activities, because they are supervised by the Supervision Office at any time, it is generally meaningless... This kind of place completely restricts ordinary people. Entering, everyone is a registered contractor, and they can even show their abilities inside..."

"Of course, safety is also the premise. Freedom is not without boundaries." The old cat added another sentence.

"Let's go around... Let me see the world." Mo Qi found a marker closest to him and pointed to Uncle Cat.

The old cat looked down: "Grinding Time Cafe?"

.........

One person and one cat go out, and the car of her sister Luo Sheng is still parked in the courtyard. It looks like a car in the 50s in the United States, but with a lot of oriental elements and a smaller and square hood.

Luo Sheng hadn't left yet... Mo Wei and Lao Mao trotted all the way, and soon left the community. Only then did he slow down in the direction marked on the map and take a relaxing walk.

"Aren't you really considering joining the Punisher team?" Uncle Cat asked as he walked: "Your ability is still very useful, even if there are some problems with paying the price, but I think you can think of a way... Just like when you were in the barber shop That way."

"Captain is obviously interested in your contract ability, don't you want to try it?"

"Is the punisher's job dangerous?" Maggie asked the most concerned question.

"It's a little dangerous..." The old cat suddenly changed to persuasion: "What kind of work is not dangerous? Being a cook may cause a fire, you may run into a female driver while driving, and you may hit a telephone pole when you walk..."

God is so logical...

It seems that in any world, female drivers are terrifying existences.

"Forget about danger..." Mo Qi sighed.

I'm used to living peacefully, so why challenge myself?Besides... With supernatural powers, there shouldn't be much of a problem with making money to live.

"Ah..." Uncle Cat sighed, but didn't insist.

Soon, Mo Wei found out that the street where he was going to school was actually Bilu Street, which he passed by every day when he went to school. There were tall plane trees on both sides of the road, and the environment was quiet. He passed by every day, but he had no impression of Grinding Time Cafe.

It wasn't until one person and one cat stood in front of a building by the faint light of a street lamp that Unexpectedly found the reason for the empty memory...

A small two-story building in an old-fashioned building on the roadside, all doors and windows on the first floor are locked, no light can penetrate, only the wooden bed on the second floor shows a faint light, and the melodious sound of the violin...

As for the signboard, it is not the neon lights commonly seen in the bustling areas of the city, but the decayed wooden boards on the door frame. If you don't look carefully, you can't recognize the discolored handwriting on it.

Thinking back to the life in my hometown, I can't help but mutter in my heart...

Those businesses that seem to be neglected should not be underestimated, maybe they are the gathering places of extraordinary people!

(End of this chapter)