Chapter 112 The doctor opened his mouth, unsure what to say. He no longer knew...

The doctor opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He no longer knew what had happened before; all he knew was from an outsider's perspective or from other people's accounts. Apologizing at this point seemed so hypocritical.

Missing? Because of what? Because no one came to collect his body, because he died without a complete corpse! Because he's no longer even in this world after he died.

Was it him? He did it? But he knows nothing about it.

"I don't know if you're doing this out of guilt... Anyway, I don't want to say anything more. Going back is meaningless to me. I've been here much longer than in another world, so don't have this indifferent attitude towards this world," the director emphasized.

“Begin... This world is about to end, there's nothing you can do if you stay here.” The doctor's voice trembled slightly.

"I actually hate scheming. I can stay here on my own, but I can't say I'm here to save the world because of someone else's scheming." The director sighed.

"But I am completely under your control. I will not let this world perish again, but at the same time, I do not want to become the new 'god' of this world and then dominate their lives."

The doctor sat silently, unsure of what to say.

“There’s a way, Doctor.” The director smiled. “Doctor, we’ve been friends for much longer than in the other world. I don’t really want to hold a grudge against you for what happened in the other world, but I know that the reason why the current ‘you’ is so devoted to me might just be because of your guilt in the other world.”

"..." The doctor couldn't say a word. He really didn't know if he had been affected. Since he had no memory, he had no room for explanation.

"Director...you're wonderful. Everyone likes you, but you just don't dare admit it. This liking and respect comes from your charm." The doctor said somewhat stiffly. He had never understood why his childhood friend was so... "insecure." He was always afraid to believe that someone in this world truly loved him, like a snail that refused to come out and see.

The director remained silent at this moment. Who would like him? He was a villain in another world, and his reputation was already so bad. Did the doctor think those sockpuppet accounts liked him? But that was him, after all. The director felt a little wronged and continued gazing at the moon...

"Chief! We're here to save you!" With a loud crash—bang!—the entire wall collapsed.

The director's face cracked. He designed this house himself! It took almost a year to finish! And what happened outside? He only talked to the doctor for a few hours, right? Not days and nights, right? What happened outside?!

A few hours ago—outside—

The group was getting bored when suddenly the assistant stood up abruptly, startling the others. "Sit down quickly! What if we get caught?" Nangong Qi said fearfully.

“We can’t just sit here and wait to die. And even if the doctor does manage to rescue the director, are we going to keep him on the run? Maybe the director would rather stay inside. I know the director is actually very lazy and hates trouble.”

The assistant emphasized this with a stubborn seriousness.

Nangong Qi felt a little embarrassed. She didn't want to say that she had never intended to hide in this world when she was planning to lead the director to find the way home.

"I'm going to find someone to rescue the director. What about you? Is that alright?" The assistant looked at them.

However, after hearing Nangong Qi's thoughts, the translator resolutely stood up and said, "Alright, I'll go to other bases to look for people. You go to the research institute. Assistant, you have more prestige at that base, so the chances of finding the people are greater."

"Alright, remember to avoid the leader. If all else fails, we'll take our men and become bandits. We can't let the director suffer. I was just under a spell and couldn't see clearly. Why are you hesitating so much? Our strength is not inferior at all!" Then the two looked at Nangong Qi.

Nangong Qi could only stammer, "I...I'm going to Shao Ji's base?"

So everyone immediately began to take action.

First, let's look at Nangong Qi's side. She had no experience and could only recruit people randomly. As a result, the people on her side were extremely loyal to Shao Ji. They didn't listen to her at all and instead wanted to report to Shao Ji.

So Nangong Qi had no choice but to turn around and close the door. She then glared menacingly at the sleeping crowd. One disagreed? She'd knock them unconscious. Then she'd ask the next person, and if the next person disagreed, she'd knock them unconscious again until the person before her groggily woke up, and then another round of questions ensued…

"I agree!" With the first person to be pragmatic appearing, the rest of the people stopped being stubborn and nodded in agreement, afraid that they would be punched in the face the next second.

"That's good." Shao Ji breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the mission was doomed. "You all did it voluntarily, right?"

The air was silent for a second, then the pragmatic person spoke up first, "Yes, yes, yes! We all volunteered!" Finally, everyone chimed in, expressing their loyalty.

Nangong Qi looked at her fist and deeply understood that fists are far more important than any halo!

So she led a large group of people to the agreed location with great pomp and circumstance. She thought she was the first one, but when she came in, she found that the translator was already there, and she had brought many more people than she had brought.

The translator pushed up his glasses, looking at the smug Nangong Qi with a speechless expression. He wasn't using force to coerce them; he was genuinely calling on them, and these people were all truly there voluntarily, unlike the "voluntary" people behind Nangong Qi.

Only the assistant hadn't arrived yet. After waiting for a while, they suddenly felt the ground shaking.

Nangong Qi wondered what was going on. Could it be an earthquake?

Then the translator kindly explained, "As expected, it's the assistant who's here."

Huh? Is there such a connection? Nangong Qi still felt there were some things she didn't understand.

A flurry of footsteps startled Nangong Qi, who was puzzled by the sound. Then she saw her assistant and the person behind her. Her mouth dropped open in astonishment.

Then the assistant said apologetically, "I'm sorry for the delay. They heard that the director had an accident and insisted on calling people they knew from other bases as well, so it took a little longer than expected."

Nangong Qi gave her assistant a strange look. Was she in Versailles? Then she received an innocent look in return.

Nangong Qi twitched as she looked away. With so many people, they could easily raze any other base, let alone become bandits! All these people just went to rescue the director?

Then the scene just now happened. The people outside were completely powerless to fight back, retreating step by step and being utterly crushed. Moreover, they were also restrained in their fight because they were also on their own side. However, the door seemed to be encrypted and would not be easy to open.

Then... "Are you stupid! If we can't open the door, we'll just push against the wall! There are so many of us now, are we afraid of them?!"

So everyone started pushing the wall together, and sure enough, the wall was pushed aside immediately.

Bang! A cloud of dust billowed up and they were able to see the scene inside.

The people at the research institute were all moved to tears, crying out, "Director! It's been so long! Why did you abandon us?!"

"Director, it's been a long time!"

"Where's the director? I haven't seen you in ages, I've gained three pounds from missing you so much!"

......

The director twitched his lips, seemingly unwilling to admit that these people were calling him.

But they quickly lost their act, because a figure appeared, and they could see him clearly in the next second.

A holographically projected shadow, namely, the Silence.

"What are you doing here?" The cold voice instantly calmed down the others who had followed suit.

But the people at the actual research institute were not afraid at all: "We want to follow our director. You have the robot, why are you trying to steal our director!"

"Robbery? That's a really funny word." "Where would you call it robbery? The director did it voluntarily. We're just jointly supervising him because he doesn't want to be disturbed. We're just respecting the director's opinion. After all, we gave the order not to stop him if he wants to come out, right?" He "looked" at the guard's position.

The guard whimpered twice, sounding somewhat aggrieved, but still nodded.

The crowd looked at each other, unsure whether it was true or false. Wasn't this just a misunderstanding?

They looked at the director again, but the director also nodded. No way...

"You're lying! The director was threatened!" a strong and clear voice rang out.

Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that the assistant was saying, "Chief, you haven't stepped out of the courtyard for the past few days. Can you say this isn't a house arrest?"

"Of course not, it's just because the director is a bit of a homebody." He's been in a lot of pain these past few days because he hasn't had any painkillers, so he wanted to rest, plus he really is a homebody.

"Then I want to ask why you noticed us as soon as we came in and appeared immediately!" Oh, that's because I am the director. You all came in right in front of me, and it would be difficult to clean up the mess without sending someone. Besides, this disguise is the most convenient right now.

"..." But he couldn't explain it that way.

“We’ve been here before. It’s like the leaders of each base made an appointment to come one after another, but we didn’t see you. I suppose it’s not because you’re a gentleman, but because you’re watching the director every day. You don’t have a physical body, so as long as there’s surveillance, you’re watching the director all the time, right? After all… you don’t even need to sleep.” The assistant said, looking at Hu Ji.

What is Hōji thinking...?

"So what? Even if we really imprison the warden, what right do you have to stop me? After all, it's a fact that he hurt us." Hongji said calmly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the crowd.

"No!" The doctor, who had been silent all along, suddenly broke the silence.