Careless - Cold outside and hot inside - Dampness - Green tea - Mysophobia - Female driver* indifferent - Soft-hearted - Timid and tolerant - Female x-doll robot who often has wrong logic
The writing style is light and entertaining, with only imagination. The story frame is within "Mo Yin". There may be some things that don't quite fit in. Basically, it is
Copywriting one:
In the apocalypse, resources are scarce, traffic is jammed, and pollutants are rampant outside, further invading the human body. And the "bus fleet" was derived to help people move from their lairs and find their separated relatives in the past, or clan members with branched blood, or children who go to school far away... Who doesn't like the "bus bus" that only costs three cents to ride at one stop?
Hong Chen completed the pupil examination and blood test as usual today, sat on the familiar soft cushions, put on the cute green bow on the manual gearbox, and the golden glowing small gourd hanging on the central rearview mirror. The tinkling high-imitation wind chimes hung on both sides of the ears-actually "pain bells" made from the bones of pollutants. There is even a bathtub lying on top of the 039 bus? No matter how fast the car goes, the bathtub always lies motionless above it.
When the tires and engine whined, "Bus No. 039" Set off empty to carry passengers (and make money)! Serving the RMB!
Hong Chen felt that today was not bad, but a polluted mermaid tried to come up, but Hong Chen used an electrified harpoon and threw it into the bathtub above. The mermaid made a comfortable sound that was difficult to express clearly.
A little boy accidentally ate a poisonous octopus, and his entire throat was filled with dense tentacle liquid. Hong Chen had to pour disinfectant into his nose, and coerced (cut open) the octopus out of his stomach.
Then came the most difficult thing to deal with, a robot covered in thick moss. It looked like an old model of equipment. I don't know which damn salvage team threw it out because it was too cheap.
At that time, her whole body was covered with seaweed, and the stench was so strong that Mr. Crab, who also had seafood genes, twitched his pliers and cut off her respiratory soft tissue in one breath.
Immediately, she danced around the handrail of the bus, a pole dance that was difficult to evaluate. Because during the dance, fish and shrimp eggs were scattered out one after another, making the entire quiet and tidy carriage dirty and messy, and all of this was about to reach the limit of redness.
The other humans in the back row screamed and vomited, helplessly waiting for the driver to drive her out of the car.
"Get off, or I will spear you with the high-voltage electric spear used to spear fish." Hong Shen warned for the last time.
What Hongchen doesn't know is that the body wrapped in seaweed is soft and beautiful, and it is the sex doll robot that was very popular ten years ago.
After a while of silence, the robot knelt down. She puffed out her bulging chest and said angrily: "Please bully me as hard as you can!"
Bang - the next second, Hong Chen picked up the fork without hesitation - the next second, the fishman had an extra friend, an unknown thing covered in seaweed.
This will be open after writing three chapters. Theoretically, "The Last Silver" will not stop, so please don't worry that I will run away.
Mission: Only by perseverance can life grow.
