Chapter 225: Dumb Showdown

In the cabin room, Zhang Qiling knocked on the door and came in.

Sang Mo stared at the person who walked in, feeling a little surprised that this person came back.

He asked, "What?"

Zhang Qiling walked forward and stood in front of Sang Mo, then took the drawing board and pen and wrote on it: Tamudu, I will go with you.

Sang Mo blinked, "Your hearing is so good?"

It seemed like he had heard everything he just said to Nannan?

Thinking of this, Sang Mo asked: "Why?"

Zhang Qiling continued to write: When I forgot you, you remembered me; when I remembered you, you forgot our past.

You are going to Tamudu to find your memories, and I want to go with you.

Sang Mo was lost in thought as he stared at the elegant words on the drawing board. [This font looks very familiar, and there's a sense of nostalgia in it. 】

[Tongzi, when I first conquered Zhang Qiling...how much did I like him? 】

[Host, why did you suddenly think of asking this? Hey, Zhang Qiling is in front of you? Did he confess to you? 】

[That's not right. Tongzi didn't receive any notification that his favorability had increased? 】

The system can see the world through Sang Mo's vision, but without Sang Mo's vision it can only do big data detection. This detection is very spiritual and cannot see, but can only identify the situation.

So when the system saw Zhang Qiling in front of it and the host asked this question again, it subconsciously thought that Zhang Qiling, the target of the strategy, was confessing his love.

But it's overthinking.

[Have you been too obsessed with hooking up with your colleagues recently? Let’s get down to business. How much do I like him? 】

[89 points. The host has been with him for so long. Isn't there a term called sunk cost? It should be more of a feeling of unwillingness. 】

[However, Tongzi just checked Zhang Qiling's favorability, and it is also 89 points. Huh? The favorability level regarding love has actually reached 80 points! 】

[What the hell?] Host, can we complete the mission? 】

Sang Mo's eyelids twitched, and he was a little surprised. [Fuck, it's so high? 】

[No, why didn’t you give me a hint?] When did it rise so high? 】

[Tongzi doesn't know either. Let me check the data first... Uh, host, he was actually promoted three months ago. 】

Sang Mo was speechless. He wondered, [Why is my favorability so high? I mean the time I conquered him? 】

[Wait, first tell me about the favorability levels of the other people I'm trying to capture. It's impossible for them all to be this high, right? 】

[No, Fatty Wang has 44 points, Wu Xie has 61 points, Xie Yuchen has 84 points, and Hei Xia Zi has 88 points. 】

【......】

Sang Mo lived in the entire Bengbu. [Damn, this is not high? 】

[It is a bit high, but it is not even 90 yet. Host, please relax. We still have a vast forest. 】

You are a comforter. 】

[Thank you for the compliment, hehe.] 】

Zhang Qiling, who was standing opposite him, frowned slightly. Before he lost his memory, Sang Mo had a favorability rating of 89 points towards him, and a favorability rating of 88 points towards the blind man, while Xie Yuchen had a favorability rating of 84 points.

He and the blind man must have been together for a long time. Just like what the system said, the sunk cost is too high. The goodwill accumulated from the days and nights together must be higher than that of others.

But Xie Yuchen...the time he has been with her is at most more than ten years, and that is an exaggeration. However, even with these more than ten years of companionship, Xie Yuchen's favorability still reached 84 points.

In fact, the blind man's guess was correct. Xie Yuchen naturally has an advantage with Sang Mo, and Xie Yuchen is indeed Sang Mo's best ideal type.

But Xie Yuchen, like them, did not seize the opportunity.

Now that Sang Mo has lost his memory, he is planning to go back to Tamutuo again to see if he can restore his memory. Zhang Qiling's situation is a bit complicated at the moment.

At this moment, Sang Mo raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qiling, with a complex light in his eyes, "I just said that every time I see him, I feel something is wrong in my heart. So this is my favorite man? 】

[Actually, I don't like it the most. The black blind host still has 88 points, which is a little less. But it seems that what the host said is not wrong. 】

[The host has always known that Zhang Qiling suffers from amnesia, so he has retained that last bit of goodwill towards him. The reason why his impression of Zhang Qiling is so high is probably because he has been through a lot with Zhang Qiling and has empathy with him. 】

[Just like the host empathizes with the experiences of Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen, human empathy will increase favorability under empathy. It is both empathy and personal charm. It is not surprising that the host has such favorability. 】

Sang Mo accepted this statement.

People with good looks are already extra points, and extra points naturally mean more favorability. And if you then travel together through thick and thin and go through hard work and effort together, your favorability will inevitably increase.

[This is love.] 】

[Tongzi, I suddenly don't want to regain my memory. What do you think if Zhang Qiling really confesses to me, and then I propose to devour his Qilin bloodline, he will not lose his memory. Then I will restore my Qilin bloodline and let him also taste the pain of being forgotten by me. How about it? 】

[...Didn’t the host just sigh that this is love? Torturing each other? So what are the host's feelings towards Tongzi? 】

Sang Mo sneered and said, "Didn't I tell you that family members torture each other?" 】

Then he saw Zhang Qiling writing something on the drawing board and handing it to him. It read: Your conversation with the system can be heard by the five of us who have been conquered by you.

He knew that an evil spirit was driving the boat, so he did not use any ambiguous words.

Seeing this line of words, Sang Mo was puzzled, but he was greatly shocked and blurted out "What the hell?"

He looked into Zhang Qiling's eyes that were filled with complexity, and tentatively said in his heart: [What was the last sentence I said to the system? 】

Zhang Qiling wrote on the drawing board: Didn’t I tell you, family members who torture each other.

After seeing this line of words, Sang Mo returned to Bengbu again.

Sang Mo was shocked, "Can you really hear it?"

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, erased the words and wrote another line: Me, the blind man, Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie, and Fatty Wang.

Sang Mo, "!!!"

He stood up from the iron bed in a flash. It was a good thing that the bed was not a bunk bed, otherwise he would have hit his head and made a fool of himself.

Sang Mo stared into his eyes and asked viciously, "Why?"

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment. He thought he would hear something vicious in such a vicious tone, but he only heard the short three words "Why".

Sang Mo questioned: "I accept that mine can hear, so why can its also hear?"

Zhang Qiling looked back at Sang Mo, looking straight into his eyes. He was a little confused for a moment.

Sang Mo's reaction was not right. It was different from what they expected.

At this moment, the black bear on the deck also ran over quickly. He knocked on the door and walked straight in.

I never expected that the mute would choose to show his cards at this time!

He was afraid that Sang Mo would have a mental breakdown. How could he tell him such an explosive truth at this time?

But when he saw Sang Mo's expression, Hei Xia Zi was also stunned. It was not like what he imagined, he was furious, or he was desperate, or his expression was distorted...

These are totally absent.

Sang Mo just had a ferocious expression, but it seemed that his concern was not about being eavesdropped on, but why he could even hear the voice of the system?

Black blind man, "???"