Lan Bo climbed over the roof, crawled to the shoe cabinet, and the tip of the fish tail hooked Bai Chu Nian's hand.

"It's okay, I don't need to brush it. Under our conditions, something as cheap as a bathtub must be a one-time consumable. My eldest wife is awesome."

Chapter 204

Eris dragged the materialized curse thread to climb over the layers of dilapidated buildings. Bai Chunian was tied to the other end of the thread and was forced to keep up.

There are many kinds of warehouse equipment in the factory. There are too many obstacles and buildings between the playground and them. Eris can't see the puppet master. He can only occasionally see some puppets in the gap between the eaves and the old goods. Dolls, dolls engraved with incantations and hypnotized experimental larvae, leave through the gates of the factory in all directions.

"Are you all gone?" Eris stood on tiptoe and looked at the distant place, muttering, "Will wait for me."

For the sake of his sexual well-being in the second half of his life, Bai Chunian could only keep up with him, standing beside Eris and yawning.

"Why do you work for the puppet master?" he asked lazily.

"I didn't work for him." Eris raised his head and glanced at Bai Chunian, "I think he is right, so I will follow him."

"How do you know he's right."

Eris picked up the barrel of the gun, hanging his hands on both ends of the gun, and looked down at his new shoes with mud on his feet, as if thinking.

"I think he's right. But it's okay to be wrong, I like to follow him."

While Eris and several other subjects were sold to the Red-throated Bird, they were kept in the warehouse.

There are firearms and ammunition in the warehouse of the Red-throated terrorist organization. Eris and several other experimental subjects are placed in the weapons warehouse like ordinary firearms. If no one opens the weapons warehouse, there is usually no light in it. .

Occasionally, someone would open the warehouse door to bring in or out the bought and sold weapons and ammunition. Only at this time can light be seen in the weapons warehouse. Every time Eris sees someone, he will hold the cage railing and point his middle finger at them. Or let out a terrifying laugh, in the dimly lit warehouse, the pale boy's scarlet lips and narrow lips will look very strange.

Because the inherent ability is bad luck, anyone who gets close to Eris will have bad luck. Most of the members of the red-throated bird are also seeing such things as experimental subjects for the first time, and they have great hostility and prejudice against Eris. , often kicking the cage hard and hitting him with the butt of his gun.

Of course, Eris would not let them bully him. Even if he was wearing a suppressor, he still had 10,000 ways to make the opponent die.

In just half a month, more and more members of the red-throated bird died. Some were killed by the explosion of the firearm, some were bombed into the sky because of the malfunction of the bomb, and some were just smoking in bed and killing themselves and a friend. All the roommates in the room were burned to death, and some were just walking on the ground and were hit by a flying stray bullet.

The boss of the red-throated bird once had a very headache. He knew that Eris caused the problem, but the money had been spent, and the research institute did not accept returns or exchanges. Now, in addition to destroying Eris, he can only raise his head.

The price of an A3-level full-mimicry experimental body is too expensive, just bought it and destroyed it before it is used. Arranged properly."

That was the first time Eris met the puppeteer.

The puppet master did not wear a protective suit and body armor like the others, and approached him tremblingly with a gun in his hand.

The lamp came on, illuminating a small spot in the arsenal.

Eris, who had been screaming on purpose to frighten him, suddenly became quiet and slowly sat in the corner of the cage, as close to the lamp as possible.

The puppeteer squatted in front of the cage and looked at him, and Eris looked at the blond alpha without any hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the man would be so daring to put his hand through the gap in the iron cage. Eris was thinking about biting off a few of his fingers, and the warm palm lightly rested on his cheek.

The puppet master said softly, "I know you're just afraid of the dark."

The warm white light of the table lamp hugged him through the gap in the iron cage. Eris didn't know what this feeling meant. He just felt a little sleepy and wanted to sleep with this hand on his back.

But instead of petting him the whole time, the puppeteer went out and brought a table and some weird tools to make a doll in the arsenal.

Only then did Eris know that the puppet master brought his own lamp to illuminate him, and there was no lamp to use when making the doll.

When the puppet master was making dolls, he seldom spoke, and always stared at the parts in his hands quietly and intently. Eris didn't bother him, but just squeezed in front of the cage door, holding onto the railing and looking at him eagerly.

The puppet master finally noticed him, took out the tape measure, released Eris from the cage, and measured his shoulder width, waist circumference, arm length, and leg length. He wrapped it in the crook of his arms, and then tightened the tape measure to take a look at the numbers. It was just a normal measurement action, but Eris kept waiting to be picked up.

For the next few days, Eris did not return to the cage again, lying at the table every day watching the puppet master cut the fabric, sew the garment pieces and lace by hand, and finally put the ready-made clothes, shoes and hats on him.

Only then did Eris realize that being naked in the human world was not elegant enough, and he was in a low mood for a while, minding that he had been lounging naked in front of the puppet master for so many days.

"I rely on dark shadows to kill people, but I feel bored." Eris looked up at the shimmering sky, and stretched out his palm to catch the fine rain in the air: "Why did Ellen design me like this, I don't care at all. I don't like the dark night."

Bai Chunian followed him casually. All the right and wrong in the world are just people who insist on their own opinions, and they cannot tell the difference.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. Bai Chunian took out the phone and glanced at it. Lan Bo replied, "I'm still on the boat. You can wait for me in a warm place sheltered from the rain."

Bai Chunian put the receiver to his ear and listened to this gentle reply two or three times in a loop. I don’t know if it is inevitable that the messenger will fall in love with the driver, but it is only natural that the stray little animals will fall in love with the owner who gives them shelter and warmth. People who stop wandering by themselves.