Attack Stream of Life

    The previous two years were too much to mention.

    Qingchuan has always been a person who is very patient and very good at restraining himself. But the situation in this world is indeed too difficult.

    The compactness of time is not a problem, the problem is mental exhaustion. Basically, his spirit is 24 hours a day. The interstellar pirates treat them like Gu insects, and if they are careless, they will die and be eliminated. Qingchuan does not dare to relax for a moment during the day.

    This is the real, huge pressure.

    There are two solutions at this time, one is to kill the interstellar pirate.

    However, these robbers have a propelling effect on the main plot, and are a breakthrough for the general to kill more interstellar robbers, preventing the possibility of a large deduction of points. In addition, Qingchuan was not willing to expose his biggest secret and most powerful backup team so quickly.

    So no.

    Then it can only be the second, which is to escape from here.

    But a new problem has arisen, he has no ID card, even if he escapes, he has no reasonable source and is directly labeled as a black household. The life of a black household is no better than that of a robber's den, where at least three meals can be guaranteed.

    Qingchuan does have many mysterious abilities, but this is a high-tech world, high-tech instruments are everywhere, he can't think of how to turn himself from a black household to a qualified citizen.

    In addition, the system said it would be two years at most, so Qingchuan gave up his idea of ​​running away.

    So at that time there was basically nothing to do except patience.

    In fact, his life was still guaranteed at that time.

    A pure oriental beautiful face in Qingchuan is placed in a group of mixed-race faces that cannot be seen, like a wild crane standing in a flock of chickens, like a bright moon standing in the night sky.

    The star thieves cherish his color, want to cultivate into a spy or other professions that require beauty, and want to implant chips in him.

    The star thieves weighed it again and again, and left him in the end.

    If it wasn't for Qingchuan's handsome face, the robbers would not bear his face no matter what, plus he was still young, then Qingchuan would have become a pile of dung like other disobedient children. Filled the belly of the interstellar monster and fattened the field.

    However, Qingchuan was twelve years later, and it was time to receive some training. They counted on Qingchuan's willing cooperation, so they locked him in a crypt and put a special torture device on his body, which would not hurt the body, but could cause the person to faint.

    The night I left the interstellar pirate den.

    Qing Chuan sat cross-legged in the dark, surrounded by countless monitors, he just closed his eyes, he saw no light for three days, and he did not open his mouth for three days. If it weren't for the shimmering light on the head that kept running, I couldn't believe that there were people in this world who could endure pain like this. Not to mention that this person has never been trained in anti-torture.

    "Host, the main plot has begun." The system monitored the situation outside and was very excited.

    "In other words, these robbers are useless?" He raised his eyebrows, his half-drooping eyelids blocking the evil in his eyes.

    "It's still up to the aborigines. They have to get clues from the robbers and then rescue more people. This is the last day, forget it."

    “…oh.”

    The system thought that its host had given up, but when he saw that he was a little gloomy, he showed a gentle smile, "It's useless to hand over the clues, is that what you mean? Really, great now~"

    He licked his chapped lips, stained with blood from the wound, and his lips were like **** lipstick.

     Knives have a particularly dangerous smell.

    The mood detector jumps from green to red alert line at once.

    After that, the interstellar pirate stronghold was destroyed, most of the pirates were imprisoned, and the younger victims were concentrated in one place.

    Qingchuan was rescued and sent to the hospital immediately.

    Because the doctors and caring nurses did not deliberately hide it, some news about the pirates will come here.

    It is said that the pirates collectively suffer from a disease called 'insomnia'. As long as their eyes are closed for more than one second, they will enter a state of terrifying hallucinations, so scared that they dare not close their eyes. Even sleeping pills, physical coma and other methods are not enough, the body will be forced to wake up, but no one knows what "what" is forced to wake up these pirates.

    "They have been in this situation, they may not live for half a year." A nurse said.

    Sure enough, no one survived for half a year.

    The longest one lasted for three months. He was a young man, but when he died, he looked like a middle-aged man with gray hair.

    After that, Qingchuan's emotional state began to enter a long-term green health mode.

    Qingchuan and others registered the materials, checked their physical and mental states, and began to resume their studies.

    After that, another special teacher came to teach them how to survive in the outside world, what rules of conduct they need to know, and what laws they need to know. There are also psychological counseling teachers, who teach them one-on-one to help them get out of the past.

    In this way, after half a year, after passing the test results, they will search for their living relatives according to their respective genetic profiles.

    In addition, there is a surprise, all the abducted and trafficked minors can also receive a loss fee subsidized by the state as compensation for their misfortune.

    Everyone has as many as a million.

    So Qingchuan was taken over to the current family for about a month.

    The mother in the family has long since passed away unfortunately, and now there is a father, two elder brothers, and an adopted younger brother, a purely male family.

    In addition to the fragrance of a single dog, there is also a lot of **** dramas.

    Here...Qing Chuan sighed deeply and rubbed his sore temples, he knew that one day, he would be tossed by love brains.

    This is the fate that every missionary cannot escape.

    “Can I apply for an out-of-home stay?”

    "According to this world's policy of protecting citizens' young children, no."

    Oh.

    Qing Chuan had a slight smile on his face, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

    But the mood detector started to jump off the cliff and jumped repeatedly.

    Since he accidentally learned about this branch plot half a month ago, he is in this state of emotional explosion. Fortunately, he does not need to follow the original plot, otherwise the system will really suspect that the host will be violent every minute.

    Life without 'sleep' for two years has a great impact on the host, the spirit has been running at a high load, and the soul is hot due to continuous work, entering a sub-health state.

    It's not that he lost his composure, in fact, the more out of control Qingchuan is, the more natural he has a calmness. No emotion, no right or wrong, no shame, no morality... Only the only remaining emotional resonance hangs him, the former Qingchuan.

    This reminds the system of the first world, the host in the bottleneck period, and some dangerous emotions appear in this way.

    The system is very worried, the host is too hard.

    It contacts Wei Ge in the distance, which requires the system to spend a lot of private room points. However, it is very effective. At least after contacting Wei Ge, the dangerous tendency of the host will be weakened a little, and the sweetness of love will bring back his emotions.

    Of course, Qingchuan has also been in self-control.

    There is nothing to do in Star Pirate's turf, but after coming out there is more time to meditate and relax - just a little.

    He's also keeping his mission firmly in mind and doesn't really relax.

    It's just that the taut spring has eased a little.

    But the picture that started to improve was tense again after learning about the original owner's follow-up plot, and Qingchuan really encountered such cold violence.

    The heart of the system is raised again.

    Qing Chuan didn't know what the system was worried about, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, which was almost a habit.

    It's not that I don't know that not having 'sleep' is a bad thing, but I really don't have time. He is in a race against time.

    It doesn't matter, the rest is four years at most... Four years, just get through it.

    The only trouble is this blood family, which may become its own trouble. Such a peculiar, unreasonable family after all.

    Fortunately, the original owner didn't know that he would be unlucky like this in the future, and he didn't know that the relatives he was thinking of were all this kind of stuff. Anyone who knows that his future is like this, just wants to stay away from this group of people, the farther the better.

    Weige's luck has always been very general, and he is still tossing around the junk planet at the moment, and he doesn't know when he will save enough money.

    Compared with him, at least there is no shortage of supplies in Qingchuan. Even when he was in the robbers' den, those people didn't treat him badly with food for his little face. It is the occasional drug or something, which needs to be judged by oneself.

    "The family went down for dinner?"

    "Yes."

    Qing Chuan sneered, "A Snow White and three dwarfs really love each other as a family."

    This weird, twisted, weird family with everyone pretending to be normal.

    He put together a bunch of things that he took down yesterday, and it was a small bag, and there were more than a dozen densely packed.

    "A dozen monitors in a room, and they look up to me."

    Since it is already this hostile attitude, there is no need to whitewash the peace. Why bother yourself?

    Qingchuan is just a pity for the original owner, who once looked forward to his possible family.

    "Tsk...what did this kid do wrong? Because he grew up in the den of interstellar robbers, he has the original sin?"

    He couldn't understand where this strange hatred came from, or was it a reflection of twisted love? But he wasn't going to anger Snow White, it was pointless.

    "Host, do you want revenge?"

    "Revenge? The matter has not yet begun, I have no position. And..." Qing Chuan thought of the original owner and sighed, "Forget it, since the person left early, there is no particularly strong desire and Regrettably, I will not do anything, just see what kind of thing this Son of Destiny can grow into in the future without a vicious supporting role that complements his immaculate whiteness."

    He has decided to cut through the mess, as long as these love brains don't prevent him from doing his tasks, these people will be fine.

    Plot mission, this is a civilization that has lost its own cultural heritage, just like a machine that has lost its core, no matter how powerful it is, it has no spiritual power for running in, and one day it will self-destruct. So please help them recover their culture and have their own spiritual pillars.

    Skill tasks, live skills, and have hundreds of millions of real fans.

    When Qingchuan first heard about it two years ago, he felt incredible, "I think, you should be a craftsman system, right?"

    "Who told you that a craftsman can only refer to people who make real objects? A craftsman can also refer to people who sell 'spiritual entertainment', such as film and television artists, singers, cross talk actors, etc." The system mocked his ignorance.

    "Is there any difference with Wei Ge's live broadcast system?"

    " Of course, this live broadcast requires you to show a certain skill, and rely on this skill, not other messes to get attention. But Wei Ge's live broadcast system does not have this limitation, he is You can do a striptease."

    Think of Wei Ge.

    "Is there any way to contact Wei Ge through this world method? It takes a lot of points for your two systems to communicate across the stars."

    Qingchuan, who was forced by life, finally learned to plan carefully. There are still several articles on the application of spiritual power, including entry-level, professional-level and so on. Don't expect too much, two hundred diamonds at a time is really expensive.

    "Well... I heard from the live broadcast system last time that their planet has a window to connect to the Internet, which is a manual live broadcast network platform. Because of robbing business or other reasons, it is rare to be on their junk star. A receiver is also set up. But you can only watch and can't speak."

    The system searched for a long time to find it, so that you can contact and practice both.

    "That's it, do you know which platform it is?"

    "Know."

    Qingchuan write down the address.

    He is in the bathroom now, sitting on the toilet, typing one of his collections of literature.

    This entire room is clean only here, he is used to working here.

    He created a website more than half a month ago, which is a special website, which publishes some pieces of ancient earth civilization that were long lost during the great immigration period, and incomplete and incomplete. .

    He went to that world at night to look for records, and published them on the Internet one by one during the day.

    Because this site has become popular now, many people are looking for him.

    I didn't have this opportunity in the robber's den before, so it only started more than half a month ago. One or two or three works are uploaded every day.

    At first everyone thought that this was a prank, using the name of ancient writings to hype other things. But soon, a well-known organization that studies ancient earth civilization certified it, saying that the authenticity of these works reached more than 70%.

    The news exploded in that circle.

    The site has since become a magical place for lovers of ancient literature, eager to find out what's behind it.

    "Host?" The system turned around and found Qingchuan suddenly motionless, then floated over.

    Qing Chuan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. But his expression was still very tired, and it was the tiredness that came from the depths of his soul.

    The system looked at the page, and the 'Mirror of Flowers' has been uploaded, probably because of this, I fell asleep when I relaxed.

    However, it was such a small movement, but Qingchuan woke up from his sleep, his body had already made a defensive posture, looked left and right, saw the system, then relaxed and wiped his face.

    "Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

    "No, it's still morning." Qingchuan stretched out two hands and rubbed his face for a while, like a kitten washing his face with his claws, and then he became more energetic, "Next, There's a farce."

    Downstairs at the same time.

    "It's Xiao Lang's birthday soon, do you have any gifts you want?"

    The Liu family is having breakfast. They are Asian family, but because of the long-term mixed blood, there are not many traces of pure oriental people on their faces.

      It's kind of awkward.

    Of course, everyone is used to it, and it is not surprising.

    The speaker is the head of the Liu family, surnamed Liu, named Yuanting, who owns a well-known toy group, and is the most upstart on the rich list on this planet. We are proud of our financial resources alone, so now we are eager to try the military and government. People, who have money, still want to have power.

    His two sons are sitting on the left and right sides of him, the eldest has brown hair, called Liu Xingyu, and the second has black hair, called Liu Xinghu.

    Qingchuan has not fully recognized the difference between these two people until now. It's not that he is blind. In fact, these people are too similar, with mixed-race faces all over the street, regardless of hair and eye color, Without recognizing their typical characteristics, it is really difficult to distinguish.

    The boss is already helping in the company. The second child is a star and is a leader in his own field.

    There is also a little boy, the same age as Qingchuan, who was born in the same month. He is the adopted child of this family, named Liu Xinglang.

    This is also a rare oriental face, so it is easy to recognize.

    "Dad, I want to go out with my father, brother Yu and brother Hu, as a family for a long time, can you?" Liu Xinglang carried a hopeful light.

    Since the family's own son was sent back by the government, he has been insecure. Even if several older brothers said that he is the most important, he still needs to get a response all the time to be a little relieved.

    Liu Yuanting smiled and patted his head, "Just this request?"

    "It's not easy to want Dad to spend a long time with me. Everyone is so busy, and they don't have time to spend with me." He said softly and coquettishly. Soft facial features, youthful body shape, soft personality and soft tone all make him look simple and cute.

    "Okay." Liu Yuanting thought for a while, then nodded.

    "Then, let me arrange it, how about it?" Liu Xinghu said, "I know a few good places, not far away."

    The whole family is very fond of Liu Xinglang. Maybe there is such a wonderful fate between people. Anyway, the Liu family thinks that this is the person who should really belong to their own family.

    The appearance of Qingchuan seemed like an unwelcome accident.

    He broke into the family and disrupted the balance of the family. There is no role for Qingchuan in this family, and there is no place for him. But fate is so unreasonable, because of blood relationship, it has to be so tyrannical to put a fault in.

    In this kind of tyranny, the Liu family is rebellious.

    The government forces us to take care of us, okay, there will be no shortage of food and clothing, don't expect more.

     Things need to be dealt with, go first."

    So other people also found Qingchuan, got up one by one, and suddenly something happened.

    Only the innocent and cute little white rabbit still looked blank, "Did you guys eat so little today? Do you not like breakfast? Everyone likes it..."

    "Xinglang, let's go. I happened to take you to school."

    "But... oh well."

    Before getting close, I saw that the originally harmonious atmosphere dissipated like a morning mist, making him look unpopular and abrupt. Qingchuan has never been treated like this before, even if it is an opponent, at least there is some basic respect.

    A child under the age of thirteen is so cold and violent.

    It's really possible, this group of people.

    Why not spiral to the sky?

    Qingchuan only felt that his eyes hurt badly. The warm family atmosphere and the single arrow mode of all members in private just made his eyes blind.

    This lovely little family is like a gas can in a fire, but everyone sees only the surface calm.

    He was just on the sidelines, and he felt that these people were pitiful and hateful, so when he opened his mouth, his voice was full of ridicule.

    "What, am I a virus? Mr. Liu can't wait, can't even finish breakfast?"