Mo Qiong carried his clothes and belongings back to his apartment.
There was no signal on his phone here, but there was wifi here.
"Oh? I can go online? "Mo Qiong was stunned as he watched his phone automatically connect to the free wifi in the apartment.
He realized that he could surf the net very smoothly. He could log into foreign websites, be it video sites, forums, portals, or social media platforms.
"It's clearly restricted, but I can actually surf the net. No, did I forcefully break through the network blockade?" Mo Qiong was surprised.
Just as he was secretly surprised, a person walked to his side and put his arm around Mo Qiong's shoulder.
"Brother, what's your name?" The person was the Chinese from before. He was cheerful and looked like a normal person.
"Mo Qiong." It was Mo Qiong's first time here. Since the person was so polite, he naturally wouldn't reject him.
That person smiled and said, "Your name is quite rare … I can't do it. I'm Zhang Wei."
Seeing that Mo Qiong didn't react, he didn't feel awkward. He just walked to the fifth floor with Mo Qiong.
"You can surf the net or play games here. There's no problem. Anyway, you can't send messages." Zhang Wei said.
Mo Qiong's heart skipped a beat and he heaved a sigh of relief.
He could watch some videos online very smoothly. He thought that he had broken through the network blockade, but now it seemed that he could watch them.
"Show me." Mo Qiong said.
Zhang Wei skillfully showed Mo Qiong how to use his phone.
He could surf the net, log into his account, and download things. However, he couldn't upload things, post on forums, or leave private messages. Typing was normal, but the things he sent out wouldn't be left on those forums and websites.
He could even play mobile games with people in society. However, he couldn't chat or communicate. He could only play with tacit understanding.
"I can only watch and play. I can't change any words or images on the outside world."
"So this is the restricted network. For some divers who don't like to reply or talk, this doesn't change."
Mo Qiong watched as Zhang Wei logged into his account and peeped at his friends bragging in the group. He was happy, but he couldn't reply. He could only watch silently.
Those friends also mentioned him. They said that he was online every day but ignored them. They didn't know what he was doing.
Mo Qiong thought to himself. If it was him, those words would definitely be posted on any website or platform.
However, if he did that, the technical department in charge of the network restrictions would definitely find something strange.
Luckily, he met Zhang Wei and found out about this. Otherwise, if he sent a message or changed his signature, it would definitely be exposed.
"Well, that's how it is. In Jie Li, if we stay at home, then it's actually a good life. You're new here, you'll get used to it. "Zhang Wei returned the phone to Mo Qiong and said.
This person was simply a chatterbox. Even if Mo Qiong did not say a single word, he could still chat happily.
Zhang Wei then said, "I've lived here for half a year, and nobody has lived here longer than me. Later on, let me introduce you to the residents here. Let's not talk about the foreigners, I'm very familiar with our own people. I guarantee you'll be surprised."
"Let me tell you, the people who live in this place … are all weirdos! .... strange! The words are nice and the food is delicious. I don't even want to go back. "
He spoke in a loud and clear tone, making it impossible for people to be distracted.
It seemed to make sense, but listening carefully, it was mostly nonsense.
How could he be an ordinary person if he could live here and be restricted? At least, he had to be like him, infected by some abnormal effect.
Sure enough, Zhang Wei asked, "Bro, why are you here?"
"I can't drown." Mo Qiong said.
Zhang Wei waited for a while, then said in surprise, "That's it?"
"That's it. Isn't that enough? You can't drown, don't need to breathe, and don't need to be afraid of water pressure. Isn't that strange enough? "Mo Qiong said.
"What's the point of this? Do you know why I've been living here for half a year? "Zhang Wei laughed.
Mo Qiong was speechless. He thought to himself that he was quite proud after being here for half a year.
Before Mo Qiong could say anything, Zhang Wei said, "They said I've been infected by something … Schuck Beta 515 …"
Mo Qiong couldn't help but correct, "It's Beta 515, right?"
He had heard Luo Yi call the wooden carving Alpha 531. The prefix was the Greek letter α, so what Zhang Wei was talking about was definitely not Schuck Beta, but Beta.
"Ah, right. That 515 is a big mosquito. After it bit me in the middle of winter, this bruise hasn't disappeared for half a year." Zhang Wei rolled up his sleeves and saw a big mosquito bruise on his right elbow, as if it was newly bitten.
"And then?" Mo Qiong asked curiously.
Zhang Wei danced and said, "Hehe, they said that mosquito can infect people's blood with a type of meme. Memes are infectious. Don't worry, you will only be infected if you inject my blood into your veins. Otherwise, it won't matter even if you eat my blood."
Mo Qiong almost pushed him away, but after hearing the latter half, he let out a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that the people from the Blue and White Society weren't stupid. If Zhang Wei was the source of the infection, they wouldn't let him live with everyone.
"The magical place is coming! This type of meme can transform blood into another type of fluid. It's different for everyone. Mine is cuttlefish soup. "Zhang Wei said happily.
"Cough cough!" Mo Qiong suddenly choked, his eyeballs almost popping out.
Zhang Wei hurriedly stroked Mo Qiong's back and said, "You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I'll let you have a taste! "
As he said that, he opened up his other hand, and there was a band-aid on his index finger.
He directly tore off the band-aid and squeezed out blood from the wound that had been broken countless times.
No, what he squeezed out wasn't blood, but warm cuttlefish soup.
Mo Qiong didn't even need to taste it. Just by looking at the color, he could smell it …
"Mo … Mo … Cuttlefish soup?" Mo Qiong's calmness was instantly shattered. He felt that his worldview had been refreshed.
"You won't die?" Mo Qiong was about to go crazy. He stared blankly at Zhang Wei's finger. The wound there was dripping cuttlefish soup. Zhang Wei didn't waste it at all. He stuffed it into his mouth and savored it with relish.
"I won't die. They said that I should live as I should. The cuttlefish soup has completely replaced my blood. It's the same as normal blood. There's no discomfort at all. However, if too much of the soup flows out, I will die from losing too much of it. When that happens, I'll have to replenish the cuttlefish soup. Oh right, it can't be too salty, it can't be too bland either. In short, I have to stew it according to the skill in my body, "Zhang Wei said as he sucked on his finger.
Mo Qiong took a deep breath. He really wanted to kneel down.
Obviously, it was just like how his cells didn't need to provide oxygen when he was in the water.
Zhang Wei's body was inexplicably flowing with cuttlefish soup. He guessed that when he was eating and sleeping, his body's hematopoietic function was to make soup …
"How can this happen … Your blood is cuttlefish soup? This is ridiculous … "Mo Qiong couldn't even imagine such a thing. In his heart, even if Luo Yi said that it was supernatural, it only made him imagine that he wouldn't drown, wouldn't burn to death, would fly in the sky, and would never miss a shot.
However, it turned out that the so-called anomaly effect that they talked about had such a strange and inexplicable effect. Even mythological magic couldn't explain it.
Unreasonable, playing with logic, subverting common sense, Mo Qiong was completely dumbfounded.
Zhang Wei laughed and said, "Ha, how would I know why? I'm a descendant of Yan Huang, but the blood flowing in my body isn't Huaxia blood, but cuttlefish soup! Tell me, how can I reason this out? "
"I …" Mo Qiong scratched his head. He felt his scalp go numb.
Zhang Wei even continued, "There are two people who were bitten like me. One of them tastes like the base of a hot pot. I can't taste it. The other one is Radix Isatidis. This is very familiar, and it's really medicinal."
"Everyone is really different. A few of their D-class personnel also tried to be bitten by large mosquitoes. Some even had hydrochloric acid and venom."
"Now we're all called mutant blood people."
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