Chapter 242 If You Don’t Come Back, I Might Forget You!

"Or, it's not that you don't want energy, but you don't dare to ask for it now." Zuo An hit the nail on the head. The ball slipped out of his hands after Zuo An squeezed it hard.

He flipped over and turned into a human form, standing outside the service counter, looking at Zuo An from across the service bar.

I guessed it right." Zuo An saw the ball transform into a human form, and the corners of his mouth curled up. His smug look was too much like that of a mean man who had achieved success.

The white-haired, red-eyed man chuckled, "You guessed it right, but there's no reward."

Zuo An knelt on the stool, supported himself on the service counter with both hands, and put his face in front of the man. "Well, do you want me to think of a solution for you?"

"Heh!" Her long eyelashes raised, revealing her blood-red eyes, in which Zuo An's fair and clean face was reflected.

"What can you do?"

"You remember you told me about that virus, oh! Your second personality, last time it was because of the excessive energy and the violent impact that knocked you unconscious, so he woke up, right?"

The scorching breath sprayed on the man's face. Although the words were very serious, they seemed a little ambiguous because the two of them were too close.

"right!"

"And you said you could only suppress him, not kill him."

"Yes!" Of course not. After all, logically speaking, the ego is the most important existence. I exist for it. If I kill my ego, there will be no meaning for my existence.

"Then why don't you put the excess power aside first, and then rub it to make a seal? That is, build a firewall to lock it in!" Zuo An directly stated his method.

"There's already a seal, but it can't hold him down any longer." The man sighed. If it were that simple, he wouldn't have been troubled for so long.

"That means the seal doesn't have enough energy. Just pump that energy in and strengthen the seal."

"It's not that simple..." The man was stunned just after he finished saying this.

It’s that simple!

I'm just being too stubborn!

I always felt that the Mother Goddess's seal was too delicate and complex, and I didn't have the ability to change it.

However, according to Zuo An, he did not need to change the seal. He only needed to make a small hole in the seal, pour energy into it, and strengthen the seal.

"Zuo An, you are simply a genius!" The man excitedly stretched out his hands to hold the cheek in front of him, kissed it hard twice, then let him go, turned around, cut a gap in the space, and stepped in.

"I'm going to take care of the seal. The affairs of the Myriad Worlds Marriage House are now fully handed over to you. You can mobilize them as you please."

As the man finished speaking, a silver energy flew to Zuo An and transformed into a wide silver bracelet with a screen, which was worn on Zuo An's right wrist.

The space crack also closed in an instant. For some reason, Zuo An felt uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

He couldn't help but yelled, "Ball, how long have you been back?"

Obviously, this sentence could no longer reach the man's ears.

The entire Wanjie Marriage House fell silent because of the man's disappearance. It was so quiet that only the sound of one's own breathing could be heard.

Zuo An took a deep breath, sat back on the stool, and began to fiddle with the silver bracelet left by the man.

With a light tap of his hand, a one-meter square light screen was pulled out. On the screen was a 3D graphic of the House of Marriage in All Worlds, and a virtual blue sphere jumped out of the screen.

"Hello, host. I am spherical clone No. 95227. While you are away, I will serve you wholeheartedly." The virtual sphere made a mechanical and cold voice.

"Okay." The appearance of the virtual sphere gave Zuo An a little comfort. At least he was no longer alone in this house of marriage between all worlds.

I hope the ball can be dealt with quickly and his seal can be restored. After all, he still prefers the ball that speaks in a mean way and scolds him.

Eh? Did he just think of something strange?

Zuo An thought that Yuanqiu would come back soon this time, after all, the Wanjie Marriage House was such a big business here.

But he was wrong.

On the first day that Yuanqiu left, Zuo An happily received the little Os who came for blind dates in the Wanjie Marriage House.

Simple and fulfilling.

On the third day after the ball left, Zuo An began to miss it. He poked the virtual ball, but it only issued tasks mechanically and coldly.

Yes, after the ball left, this virtual ball would give Zuo An tasks every day.

You need to sign in and clock in every day when you go to get off work and leave work. If you miss a sign, 200 yuan will be deducted from your salary.

Zuo An protested, saying that the clock-in system made him feel like a working beast of burden, although of course he was actually a working beast of burden.

Because of the "marriage" between the two worlds, Zuo An does not have a fixed day off. Even in the doomsday world, he will take the initiative to work overtime until late at night.

His working hours often exceed 996, but because he is saving lives, he has a sense of mission and does not feel tired.

In addition, with the ball around him that would take him to other worlds to play when he had nothing to do and a high enough salary, he never complained and even enjoyed it.

But now, he suddenly had to punch in on time, and the virtual ball was as rigid as a machine, which made Zuo An feel tired.

During these three days in the ABO world, I wasn’t physically tired, but I was mentally exhausted.

Without the ball to joke around with him, he always felt like something was missing in his life.

After Zuo An's protest was ineffective, he looked forward to the ball coming back quickly.

"When the ball comes back, I will sue you and ask him to format you, humph!" Zuo An reached out to poke the virtual ball viciously.

"Host, you still have five contact quotas that have not been completed. Please complete them before leaving get off work, otherwise 10% of your performance salary will be deducted!" 95227 reminded Zuo An in a mechanical voice.

“Ah, damn KPI!”

Zuo An suddenly felt that Yuanqiu was really good to him. He never asked him to punch in or out at get off work, and never set KPIs for him.

Although he was only late for work once in the morning, it was because he stayed up late to read materials. At other times, when he couldn't get up, Yuanqiu would come to wake him up, which was more powerful than his alarm clock.

(The main thing is that the alarm clock won't hit him, but the ball will jump up and sit on his face, suffocating him to wake up.)

On the 30th day after the sphere left, Zuo An had become accustomed to completing the tasks assigned by the virtual sphere every day.

Sometimes, he seemed to be in a daze. Perhaps the system he had obtained from the beginning was this mechanical system that acted according to the program.

That foul-mouthed person who would scold him, turn into a human form, and accidentally tease his balls, was it his imagination?

Ball!

Zuo An reached out and touched his cheek, where there seemed to still be someone's warmth.

If you don't come back, I might forget you.