Made by God

Chapter 12



Unconsciously, Yan Junyu has been with Qi Ze for half a month. They go to class and rest together, almost inseparable.

Every night, Qi Ze would take out nine transparent stones and put a circle on the ground, while he would sit in the circle and meditate. This is his most attentive moment and Yan Junyu's most enjoyable moment. He has been infatuated with the feeling of being washed by countless light spots. After each time, he will feel that his spiritual body becomes more solid and powerful, and even the ubiquitous electromagnetic storm can't hurt him.

He had a hunch that as long as he didn't leave Qi Ze, he should be able to live for a long time. As for whether his body can survive, he still can't think about it for the moment, but the original attitude of sniffing has been replaced by vague hope. He is not a person who does not know how to be grateful. These days, he has gradually dispelled his suspicion and aversion towards Qi Ze, and can look at each other with a more peaceful and just eye.

This morning, one person and one soul woke up from meditation as usual and went to class with great energy. Passing by the restaurant, Ouyang Ye habitually opened his brain and said, "Qi Shao, it's the end of the month. I'll give you the living expenses."

"We're clean. We don't have to pay for our living in the future. I'll make my own money. " Qi Ze picked up a piece of bread and ate it slowly.

"How do you make money? Selling weapons? " Ouyang Ye showed a nervous expression. He doesn't want everyone to have a superconducting weapon, so he's still useless?

Qi Ze glanced at him with a smile, "don't worry, you are my only customer at present." This is the reason why he is willing to cooperate with Ouyang Ye. He never asks what he shouldn't ask, but he is very generous when he should spend money, and he knows how to safeguard the interests of both sides.

He knew that if Ouyang Ye was as heartless and careless as he was, he would not dare to reveal his secret. Lingwu can turn ordinary people into powers. Once it's spread out, he may gain huge benefits in the short term, but he will also be watched by people with ulterior motives and then controlled.

Now he does not have the ability to protect himself, and Ouyang Ye is smart and not too mercenary. So far, he is a good partner. When his cultivation recovers or even goes further in the future, he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone at all. Although the weapon refiner's combat effectiveness is not high, the means to win people's hearts are first-class. As long as he can forge high-quality Lingwu, he is not afraid that he does not have strong monks to drive him. In his own heart, Qi Ze plans to cultivate Ouyang ye and let him be a thug for himself.

Thinking of this, he looked up and down at Ouyang ye for several times.

Ouyang Ye was a little scared in his heart. He held his chest unconsciously and quickly put it down. But he was still most concerned about attribute weapons. He immediately forgot the feeling of cold hair standing upright. You said, "Qi Shao, you won't sell weapons to others, will you? If superconducting weapons become rotten Street goods, it's not worth money! "

"You think it's easy to build a Lingwu?" After eating the bread, Qi Ze took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands. His tone was flat. "It's hard to get a chance. After all, there are only a few lucky people like you." Words down slowly boarded the car, toward the school district.

Ouyang Ye's expression of relief flashed across the window. Yan Junyu looked back and pondered, "do you mean he was lucky to meet you all his life?"

Qi Ze was on time to open his brain to read and explore the page, but he couldn't hear him at all.

Yan Junyu was used to this for a long time. He knew he was dead, so he was more eager to express something, so he continued, "you're right. It's really lucky to meet you. Ouyang Ye is, so am I. Without you, I would have disappeared now. What are you looking at? "

He looked down at the boy's brain and said with regret, "is there any news about Qianyuan? With empire's current aerospace technology, this is the largest range we can detect. To find your hometown, unless a volunteer signs a death disclaimer, then wormhole by wormhole. But no one would do that. "

He hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and patted the hairy top of the boy's hair gently. He said in a soft voice, "don't be sad, live in Neptune."

Qi Ze turned off the website and was not disappointed. He had long given up the idea of returning to the Qianyuan continent, where there was no taixuan God to create a sect, but to pursue his own friars crazily. Instead of going back to die, he would rather stay in the black eye galaxy. But before that, he has to have a good understanding of the level of refining weapons, the types of weapons and so on. There is still a lot to learn.

When he arrived at the teaching building of the art department, Qi Ze walked slowly into the classroom and sat down in a secluded corner. His idle expression was naturally replaced by timidity.

I watched the straight back of the boy become bent; The ruddy and healthy face turned morbid and pale; Yan Junyu had to be impressed by his superb acting skills.

As it happens, today's first class is acting skills class. The tutor asked each student to perform the inaugural speech of the founding emperor and make comments one by one. Some people are impassioned, others are magnificent, in short, they all seize a flash on the great man. Qi Ze was the only one who had no merit except his loud voice. When he got off the stage, he shrank behind his desk. His face turned red with shame and his eyes were full of tears. He seemed to be frightened.

The tutor was very dissatisfied with him. He pointed out 26 shortcomings and made a comprehensive comment on him as a negative textbook. The students sent out a laugh, one after another contemptuous eyes cast over, so that Qi Ze head buried lower, wish to get under the desk.

From Yan Junyu's point of view, we can only see his two red ears and a long and beautiful neck with light pink. On the first day when he came to class with the boy, he felt sorry for his situation and comforted each other. But now, he will not be confused any more.

He stooped and hung his head. Sure enough, he saw the boy hiding under the desk playing a stand-alone game. Except for his ears and neck, the skin color of other places was normal. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his expression was very light. The sarcasm, the scorn, the abuse were nothing to him. When necessary, his world can only accommodate himself.

Yan Junyu couldn't help laughing. When he was alive, he only knew how to cultivate, become stronger and fight, but after he died, he understood what it means to enjoy life. He enjoyed the pleasure of meditating with the youngster at night, and the pleasure of observing his every move.

Before that, he didn't know anything about the entertainment industry, but now, he thinks it's very interesting. He likes to accompany teenagers in class, and he also likes to watch him cheat people around with his superb acting skills. It's very pleasant that only he knows what a teenager really looks like.

"Objectively speaking, your acting is the best." He praised, "every hair of you is soaked in acting. Acting has been integrated with your life, otherwise not even Xu Qi and I will be deceived by your appearance. "

He pauses and stresses again, "you're great, and I have to let you know that."

But Qi Ze didn't need anyone's affirmation at all. He pretended to be hurt and buried his head in his desk all morning. The tutor and his classmates were too lazy to talk to him, so that he happily missed four classes.

"I don't think you can go on like this. You have excellent talent, "Yan Junyu affirmed after staring at the young man's charming side face for a while." you also have exquisite appearance. If you study your professional knowledge well and get excellent results, you should be able to sign into a first-class entertainment company. You're a good actor, really. "

They are walking on the way to the restaurant, many people pass by Qi Ze, and many people penetrate Yan Junyu's body, making him feel very uncomfortable.

When he finally entered Ouyang Ye's private room, Yan Junyu could not help but feel relieved. A service robot came to the reception, and the display screen on his chest listed a long list of menus, but Qi Ze only ordered a piece of bread, a vegetable salad, a glass of white water and nothing else.

Yan Junyu is not a talkative person, but he is not normal in front of teenagers. "No wonder you are only 183 cm, because you can't keep up with nutrition. Eat more and grow tall. "

Qi Ze ate half a piece of bread with a patient expression, stuffed two green vegetable leaves, and then held up the cup to pour water, as if eating was a torture.

Yan Junyu was worried. He really wanted to pry open his mouth and pour the food in the bowl. Just at this time, Ouyang ye came with a beautiful girl in her arms. The girl's eyes are full of pride and provocation, but it's a pity that the object of her provocation doesn't notice her existence at all.

"Honey, you're eating too little. Do you want anything else?" In front of outsiders, Ouyang Ye behaves like a romantic and considerate gold master, but his hand is on the back of the young man's chair and he does not dare to touch a hair of his.

The boy raised his head to smile at him. Seeing that the girl's eyes were red again, he did not dare to say anything. It seems that in order to ease his own predicament, he opened his mind and looked serious, but he always occupied the position of young master Ouyang and refused to leave.

The young girl pulled Ouyang ye in a coquettish way. He glared at her and immediately became honest.

Yan Junyu was angry and amused to sigh, "you can really perform, the whole school teachers and students are cheated by you." He sat on the other side of the boy, watching him shopping on star.com with great interest. He bought a lot of metal, all kinds of texture, and also bought a lot of energy stones and minerals. After a while, he squandered all his credit points.

"Sorry, you don't have enough balance. Sorry, your balance is not enough... "The boy also wanted to buy a meteorite. He pressed the OK key several times and only got this reply. He couldn't help showing a look of chagrin on his face. He hit the table with his forehead, then he called out the search engine and slowly entered a sentence -- what kind of channel came the fastest?

"No money?" The boy always looks like he is at ease. Seeing his frustrated expression, though only occasionally, it is enough to make Yan Junyu feel funny.