The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 65 Listening to the sound of frogs

After hearing Renli's inquiry, Mr. Huang finally turned around and looked at Renli: "I didn't look at you, are you unhappy?"

Mr. Huang wore three pairs of cognitive filters stacked on his face. The outermost pair of orange lenses cracked with a crack at the same moment he faced Renli.

"The writing on your body. Teacher Bo and I have just cooperated to record it into the computer." Mr. Huang said, pointing to the center of the ward.

There was a desk with an old big-ass monitor sitting on top of it. The monitor was glowing with fluorescence, and against the retro wallpaper composed of blue sky, white clouds, and grass, Renli saw several conspicuous desktop icons: "Lin Xueqing-Physical Examination Report", "Encyclopedia of Evil-Evil Window Decoration Patterns", "Xu Ya's Neck CT Scan Image" "Liu Long - Death Certificate" and "The Social Life of the Supreme Godhead (Renli Printing·Huangqin Compiler and Review·Poly Translation)".

I saw that the words on my body were really recorded. Renli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, now he could safely let the "Symbiotic Color Dragon" clean up all these tattoos on his body.

I took another look at the "Encyclopedia of Window Decorative Patterns to Ward Off Evil" and complained in my mind: The business scope of the physical examination center is quite extensive.

Renli let go of the hand that had been holding the eyeball pendant. Just now he found this necklace given by Qin Songzi, even if it is not worn around his neck. Just touching it can strengthen your eyesight.

"Old Huang..." After confirming the important matters, Renli planned to say some more words of thanks. But he found that Huang Lao had turned around again when he wasn't paying attention.

Looking at the fragments of sunglasses lying on the ground at Mr. Huang's feet, he remembered that Director Hu had his eyes closed the whole time.

No matter how slow Renli is, he should realize...

There's something wrong with the tattoos on his body!

I recall those flesh and blood tentacles that broke through the screen when reading the original text in the "sub-narrative layer". A thought naturally appeared in Renli's mind:

After these words were tattooed on my body. Retaining supernatural qualities? And can Mr. Huang and the others see it?

Hitoshi thought, glancing at the dashes and ellipses on his fingertips. In his eyes, these are just ordinary tattoos that are still scabbing, far from the visual impact of the "sub-narrative layer" that will explode if you look at them one more time.

Could it be that tattoos dilute the power?

With his thoughts at this point, Ren Xiang remembered what Mr. Huang said just now: "Teacher Bo and I will work together to record it into the computer."

Listen to what Mr. Huang means...

Could it be that Minister Poli read the more than 70,000 words tattooed all over his body?

Even if the power of words is diluted...

He was suddenly worried about the health of the Minister of Social Security and Terrorism, so he carefully confirmed: "Teacher Bo, he is still healthy... No. Where is Mr. Bo?"

Renli suppressed the words "Confirm whether Mr. Bo is still alive".

"Polly." Mr. Huang still turned his back to Renli: "He is washing his eyes in the department next door."

"profound…"

Renli responded and he breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as everything is fine."

Then the atmosphere in the ward became subtle.

The current atmosphere is very suitable for discussing that topic.

And Renli also felt that it was time to face the topic head-on: "Old Huang, aren't you curious about where my tattoo came from? Aren't you curious about the content of the tattoo?"

During the meeting, Renri excused himself to go to the toilet. Less than ten minutes later, when we met again, he had tattoos all over his body.

This is much more exciting than magic performances such as catching flying knives with bare hands and transforming into a living frog. It's not an exaggeration to call it a unique skill.

Look at the ward at this time: on one side is Director Hu and the poison dart dragon frog licking his toes. On the other side was Mr. Huang, a kind old man.

If it were now, if it was Mr. Huang...

Renli is willing to take a gamble, he believes in Mr. Huang.

Even if the people on the committee were really lying to him.

Huang Lao, who "regards Renli as his own child", will probably tell him the truth.

And Huang Lao did not disappoint Renli's expectations. She covered her eyes and turned to face Renli again.

Then he started talking: "What about the words on your body? Teacher Bo was so impressed when he saw it! Lao Bo also said that if you have the opportunity, you can recommend him to meet the original author of these words. He wants to ask for advice on using dashes for painting. What’s the technique?”

wrong…

What Mr. Huang said is wrong!

At this time...this kind of topic...

According to Huang Lao's character, she would never answer me in such a tone and manner!

Ren thought, a layer of cold sweat already covered his forehead.

He finally realized a problem...

Not everyone on the committee was deceiving him.

But everyone's words have also been modified by the "narrative layer"!

Renli, who has been to the "sub-narrative level", has matured a lot. Now, he is no longer the one who could confidently say: "It's impossible that the entire world outside the car window is modified by the "narrative layer", right? 》Young people.

And at the same moment. Mr. Huang next to him was still talking earnestly: "Your tattoo performance today really scared everyone" "Fortunately, Lin Hen performed a magic reveal" "You had the tattoo done in advance and covered it with makeup, right?" ? "For the sake of the talent show, you have sacrificed too much."

seem…

All unreasonable words have been rationalized.

Such an obvious problem, I only discovered it now!

In contrast. Next to him, Mr. Huang kept saying modified words, which made Renli feel even more powerless. The other party was clearly standing in front of him, but he couldn't convey the words he wanted to say to Renli's ears.    Living in the same world, but using two channels. Renli felt the furthest distance in the world.

In pursuit of the truth, can Renli have to go alone...

Renli thought and remained silent.

Huang Lao, who noticed the problem, said nothing.

It is also known that Director Hu does not speak.

Question: Who will finally break the silence in the ward?

The answer is: stack it up!

Accompanied by a pitiful croak, the Poison Dart Dragon Frog, which licked its thumb for five minutes, finally straightened its legs with its belly facing up, emitting black smoke. It rolled to the floor with a clang.

Director Hu, who reacted first, anxiously picked up Wawa and handed it to Renli.

Renli immediately discovered that the little guy who had been bouncing around before was now stiff all over, with black skin, red hair on his back, and a deformed little dragon frog head growing out of his neck.

Frog actually licked the tattoo until he was on the verge of death.

Is there really something wrong with this tattoo? Can't even digest the "Symbiotic Colorful Dragon" that has been upgraded to a rule-level power?

Ren ideal looked at Director Hu, and Wawa died at the sight. The person present who is most proficient in veterinary knowledge is obviously the breeding director.

It’s impossible for Mr. Huang to repair frogs, right?

As if in response to Renli's suspicion, after listening to Wawa's heartbeat, Director Hu quickly took professional first aid measures.

In the first step, Director Hu opened his eyes and looked at Renli. And this glance caused the arowanas in Hualong Lake who shared the damage with her to collectively feel suffocated.

In the second step, Director Hu served the porridge.

In the third step, Director Hu fed the porridge into Renli's mouth.

Chewing preserved eggs and lean meat, Renli said with his eyes: "Thank you very much for feeding me porridge" "The porridge is delicious" "But the frog is sick, not me"

And the amazing thing is that when Renli, who is confused, swallows this mouthful of porridge. Froggy, who was lying on his back, kicked his legs.

What is the principle?

"Come again." Renli said, taking another sip.

Frog rolled over.

Seeing this, Renli took the bowl and drank the porridge in one breath.

This time it was extremely powerful. The half-dead frog leaped into the air with joy. Then its new, misshapen little head completely separated from its body.

When he fell back on the sheets, there were two frogs.

Stack it up - Stack it up -

The croaking of frogs also doubled.

Renli remembered that the description of the power of the "Symbiotic Colored Dragon" mentioned that new "Symbiotic Colored Dragons" would be produced after building a nest.

But why does eating porridge by yourself promote the birth of new frogs?

With this question, Renli looked at the "culprit" Director Hu. She immediately thought of feeding herself porridge, and she probably knew the reason.

Immediately, Director Hu raised his hands to his head and made "ouch" gestures. After uttering some more onomatopoeic words such as "Whoosh——" and "Bang——". Renli actually understood the abstract description of the group target.

The changes in Frog are caused by the sub-power [Natural Selection] attached to [Survival of the Fittest].

The so-called: "After engaging in hunting, eating... behaviors, they will evolve in a direction more conducive to survival." It is actually also useful for Renli's "Symbiotic Colorful Dragon". In other words, power is regarded as part of "benevolence".

This new ability came in handy so quickly.

Looking at the body, he licked the tattoo harder. The two frogs have red hair on their backs and dark skin, and their tendency to transform into dragons is becoming more and more obvious.

Renli swept away the gloom in his heart and looked at Mr. Huang seriously: "One more pot of porridge... No, five more pots of porridge."

The time after that…

Mr. Huang began to carry the pot, dial the difficult combination lock, and go in and out of the isolation ward.

Correspondingly, Renri only ate a bowl of fried noodles yesterday. On the hospital bed, I drank ten pounds of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and also ate five pairs of fried dough sticks.

When Renli finished the first pot of porridge, the frogs split up twice more.

From: Stack it up - Stack it up -

It became: stacked up - stacked up - stacked up - stacked up - stacked up - stacked up - stacked up - stacked up -

When Renli was eating fried dough sticks and finishing the fifth pot of porridge...

After working overtime at four in the morning, I passed by my civilian colleagues by the lake. I saw a big fish in a lake with its belly turned inside out. I heard bursts of "croaking frogs" coming from the bottom of the lake.

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