I've Transmigrated to the Interstellar Era, So What's Wrong with Live Streaming to Shock the Huaxia?

Gu Xingmiao has transmigrated, waking up four thousand years later in an era where magic and technology coexist.

The divine system is shattered, and people four thousand years later do not be...

Chapter 181 Is this all just a coincidence?

Gu Xingmiao grabbed the weasel's head and took it away.

The school doctor breathed a sigh of relief after sending this god away.

"It seems that your pollution value has passed the review of 01." She said suddenly before Gu Xingmiao left.

"Since she thinks your mental strength is stable and safe, then I don't have to worry."

Gu Xingmiao turned around slowly: "So you also knew early on that my pollution value was not right. It has always maintained a fixed value."

The school doctor neither admitted nor denied it, but simply said, "You should go back."

Gu Xingmiao's heart sank even more.

She originally thought that her uniqueness was due to her time travel, but now it seems that even this matter has become somewhat doubtful -

Perhaps there are other people in the interstellar space who have experienced the same situation as me, but why do they all keep silent about it?

The other party didn't want to say anything, and Gu Xingmiao knew that he would not be able to ask anything, but he also said something that seemed irrelevant.

"I heard that a huge haze appeared in the main urban area."

The school doctor simply replied naturally, "Yes, strange things have been happening more frequently recently, so it's better to protect your mental strength."

Gu Xingmiao took a step forward, without pausing this time.

"No, what is the Riddler anyway? Why can't I understand what they're saying?"

"Everything was happening smoothly right in front of me, but why did they single me out? Can someone translate for me?"

"Why do I feel like this school doctor is some hidden boss? He must know something, otherwise why would he suddenly express such a cryptic meaning to the anchor? If he didn't say anything, Gu Xingmiao would definitely not have guessed."

"What if he deliberately revealed something? No, I need to use my brain..."

"Are you sure you haven't forgotten me?"

"Gu Xingmiao, look into my eyes when you speak. I worked so hard to save you. Did you forget me in that room?" The weasel's voice gradually rose, filled with deep doubt.

Gu Xingmiao: “…”

Should I tell the truth? If I tell the truth, the other party will definitely make a scene again, but if I lie, what excuse can I use?

"Are you trying to come up with some excuse to fool me?" The weasel became even more suspicious.

Gu Xingmiao felt that this treatment was not to heal the opponent's wounds, but to heal the brain. This weasel seemed to have become smarter.

"Forget it. Since you have already come here, I will not bother with you over such a small matter. Look at your embarrassed face, it's as if I did it on purpose." Huang Daxian looked Gu Xingmiao up and down, and seeing that she was intact, he withdrew his gaze and rested it on her shoulder.

"Did you deal with the eye and the little goat you encountered in the strange area before?" Because he fainted suddenly, the weasel didn't know what happened next.

Gu Xingmiao slowed down her pace and her voice became softer: "When you woke me up from the illusion, everything around me disappeared."

"That means even if they escape, they will appear again." The weasel bared its teeth with some dissatisfaction.

"Maybe." Gu Xingmiao used her fingers to smooth Huang Daxian's fur. After he purred in comfort, she said, "Weasel, do you think our appearance in the future is a coincidence?"

"What?" Huang Daxian, who was feeling comfortable being touched, made a humming sound.

Gu Xingmiao continued to mutter to herself as she walked: "Is all this really just a coincidence?"

"What kind of coincidence is this? I just want to go back to Earth and have a good meal and drink. I'm really going to starve to death in this future world." The weasel thought very simply and said with disgust.

Gu Xingmiao's long eyelashes trembled, and her already dark eyes seemed to become even deeper, like the ocean of the universe: "Do you still remember what you looked like when you came here?"

"Haven't you asked me this before? Why are you asking it again?"

The weasel sniffed the air and answered casually, "I just woke up from a sleep and traveled through time. Who could have imagined that I would end up in such a barren place?"

"Then do you weasels have your own writing to communicate with each other?" Gu Xingmiao asked again.

Huang Daxian rolled his eyes fiercely: "Ordinary weasels are creatures without intelligence, which is what you humans call beasts and animals. Ordinary animals can't communicate with words. Of course, we rely on instinct."

"Of course, not everyone I mentioned is as smart as me. People like me are one in a million." It said with some pride, and even its tail was raised a little.

But what it said is indeed correct.

There are no weasels that have become spirits on Earth in the 22nd century. He may be the last weasel that has become a spirit in that era.

Soon, it changed the subject: "Speaking of which, your human medical pod is really well developed. Although I don't know how it works, it seems to be able to recover from injuries..."

"If the world before us had a medical system like this, wouldn't you humans have been even more prosperous? How many more people would have grown?"

The weasel kept muttering to itself, and when it found that there was no response, it looked at Gu Xingmiao and saw the chin cast in shadow.

"Gu Xingmiao, what are you thinking about? Why are you so lost in thought?"

"Hey, hey, hey--" The weasel raised its claws expressionlessly and pulled a handful of Gu Xingmiao's hair.

Gu Xingmiao came back to her senses with a bit of pain: "Don't pull my hair, it will really make me bald!!!"

"You've been distracted the whole time. You don't even know how awesome I am when your soul isn't in your body. I'm kicking every weirdo. They're all scared. I'm so scared..."

The weasel kept muttering along the way, exaggerating his own bravery.

Gu Xingmiao stopped when he returned to the door of his house and took Huang Daxian down from his shoulders.

His eyes formally met the weasel's.

Soon, she approached the weasel little by little, her head pressed against its furry head, and even her tone became a whisper: "Yes, you are the most powerful weasel."

Being praised so directly by Gu Xingmiao, its old face turned red and its words became stammering: "Well, that great immortal is not that strong, just average."

"But don't worry, it's enough to protect a stupid human like you."

It patted Gu Xingmiao's arm with great ambition.