Yiren's non-human chat group

Grandpa Xiao's "substitute battle is just a foreplay. These substitutes are just a bunch of noobs in front of the real grandpa. Escape from this universe is my main feature. I don't want to wait for the real grandpa to come back and notice my abnormality."

I gave you seconds.(；一_一)”

Xiao Tailang: "But how do you plan to escape? The memory of the stand-in, even the strongest stand-in should not have the teleportation gun technology. ←_←"

Mao Yiren "Yes, do you expect the world to be anchored? You probably have to wait until you conquer your grandpa to do it, but if you have that time, you are still running away. (；￣д￣

)"

Grandpa Xiao: "Okay, okay, don't think about it. I've seen that world anchor. It's the anchor to the single universe. Remo is the multiverse. If I find the teleportation gun, I'll go to a weaker grandpa."

world, maybe we can complete world anchoring. ╮(????)╭”

Grandpa Xiao, "Now let's get down to business. I've got a batch of smart brainwaves here. Although they are all weakened versions of stand-ins, I have obtained some high-end stand-ins. The effect should be better than the smarter coral brain we are using now."

Much better.(-@y@)”

Mao Yiren: "Oh? Is it the device in the comic version of "Grandpa Possessed" by Ramo? (???)"

Grandpa Xiao: "Yes, it's almost the same thing, but compared to the comic version or the animation version of Lao Rui's ceiling works, mine is definitely a lot different.?–_–?"

Xiao Yishe "But it is weakened a bit. As long as it can be used, it is definitely a good thing. With my grandfather's wisdom, even the weakened version is enough for us to do many things. (???)"

Others online Xiao Yiren "9494."

Grandpa Xiao: "Hey, hey, don't be so excited. This thing is not without its shortcomings. Just from the original work, you can see that the use of this thing will be affected by my grandfather's personality, especially in terms of seeking death.

╰(???)╯”

Mao Yiren "Can the shortcomings be neutralized? The smart coral brain should have the effect of clearing the mind. Even the curse of the dragon can be neutralized. This should not be a big problem. (ー`′ー)"

Grandpa Xiao, "It does have an effect. After taking it, Lao Rui's consciousness has indeed had a much smaller impact on me. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't want to talk to you now. But the impact is small, but it is still there, like

That I still unconsciously show off Lao Rui’s quirks.ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ”

Xiao Yishe: "That's okay. As long as it doesn't interfere with your personality too much, these things shouldn't be unacceptable.--"

Mao Yiren "1"

Xiao Tailang "Same as above."

Other Xiao Yiren online "Same as above."

Grandpa Xiao: "Okay, I'll send it to the public group, you can keep it."

[Ding, Grandpa Xiao gives out red envelopes x99]

…

rAdventure World.

Looking at the empty laboratory, Xiao Yiren habitually picked up a bottle of Erguotou from his waist, opened the lid and poured it into his mouth.

It wasn't until there was a burning sensation in his mouth that Xiao Yiren reacted and spat out the broken things in one gulp.

"Isn't it beer that I packed? When did it become Erguotou?"

Feeling a little unhappy, Xiao Yiren wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and threw the iron rod head into the trash can with a slightly confused look on his face.

"What should I do next? It's still far from the point where I can intervene. Even if I use this time to prepare, it will be too much..."

"Do you want Ruimo to take risks? But I don't have Little Mo here, and I'm too lazy to clone a pseudo-lower body God of War..."

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yiren turned his gaze to the smooth mirror on the side. What was reflected in the mirror was his current reflection.

To be honest, Lao Rui really looks like a donkey with a Mediterranean face and thick eyebrows. Although his appearance is not eye-catching, compared to those weird creatures, he can barely be regarded as a human being.

But compared to Xiao Yiren's orthodox aesthetics, it's still a little too far off course, and it's still the kind that goes directly from the Indian Ocean to the Arctic Ocean.

"My body can be considered a relatively fake one among all the substitute families. It seems that I have to make a better one. Well, it's just for the sake of technical updates and iterations. The appearance and so on are just incidental...

"

Just muttering to himself, Xiao Yiren stared at the head next to him that looked exactly like him and was soaking in a petri dish.

"The problem shouldn't be big..."

…

Time comes seven days later, the earth.

"Is it really okay for you to do this? Grandpa who is not grandpa, Morty who is not Morty, it is so bad that I want to fuck."

"Isn't this just right? Anyway, your consciousness has a real-time backup in the Phoenix Reincarnation Plan. If something goes wrong, the gun will definitely be pointed at you, and there is a high probability that I will be dragged into the Morty Trusteeship..."

"Then why don't you imitate that guy and put on a blindfold? Then put on a suit that imitates a German stick. Oh my god, that guy is so mean..."

"Really? I think he's quite handsome. Well, not counting the eye patch, which would make him look like a big fool."

…

On the noisy street, a young man with blue hair, about twenty-five years old, and a brown-haired boy of fifteen or sixteen wearing short-sleeved shirts were walking and discussing the topic of Grandpa and Morty.

They are also a grandfather-grandson combination, but compared to other grandfather-grandson combinations, their image is undoubtedly closer to that of brothers.

Just listen to what they said between them, Grandpa is not like Grandpa, and Morty is not like Morty.

And just when they were chatting happily, a burst of inexplicable fog suddenly fell from the sky without warning, completely covering the relatively transparent street.

The strong p25 directly choked pedestrians on the street and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Even the Ruimo duo, who were chatting happily, were also affected by Chiyu.

I gave it a shot, and the feeling of dust and smoke going straight into people's mouths and noses was really mind-boggling.

"Cough~Ward, cough~Fake!"

In this thick smoke, the original laughter and noisy sounds disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by sounds of panic and coughing.

"Morty! Use your almighty old brain to do something, cough, kill this **** p25 quickly."

Staring at the blinding haze, I opened my eyes and resisted the pain that felt like needles in my eyes. "Grandpa" on the street opened his eyes, and then he saw Mo sitting leisurely in the spaceship.

"Morty" looks up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Grandpa" "I ** you **"