Chapter 165 Chapter 165 The overly lively cub is also very troublesome...

That being said.

But looking at the compressed facial masks scattered all over the floor.

The mask was obviously thrown out from the TV, and you can even imagine how it was thrown out. It's really vivid.

I stole the mask, put on a mask, and then threw it back to me because it was useless.

Tsk...why does it sound so reasonable?

The people who had been led astray unconsciously suddenly realized - this is not reasonable at all!!!

What a crazy world it is—

Who uses a face mask seriously?!

But, but…

"Since that ghost has no intention of harming you, then actually speaking—maybe he's on the more neutral side, just like that salesman..."

Chen Chen was also thinking.

"If you think about it that way, are these facial masks also clues left by the female ghost?"

"Oh, that's still very possible."

Jiang Fei also nodded.

They analyzed the situation clearly and logically, and the audiences in each live broadcast room also followed suit.

Finally, someone in the comments said, "I always feel like something is not right."

But where exactly is it?

"But, but that's not a female ghost..."

The female player reacted and saw that they had already started picking up the compressed facial masks to share.

Several players were stunned and looked over—

"...Wow, he's quite exquisite then."

Female player: ...

Xie Ning, who was standing in the corner, kept watching. His delicate and slightly sharp brows seemed to frown, with some doubts - would there be so many neutral NPCs in the most powerful copy?

"But speaking of it."

The three old players who had rarely spoken finally spoke.

"You said that ghost asked you to cook last night? And even brought you the ingredients?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fei and Chen Chen subconsciously looked over and frowned instantly.

"What's the meaning?"

Zheng Mian, who had been drowsily stuffing the facial mask into his pocket, suddenly looked up.

"What I'm saying is—the chef lost her temper today, lost some ingredients, and made all of us look for them. So, no matter how you look at it, it's her fault, right?"

The female player was stunned.

"No, no, I don't know the ingredients in the kitchen, and I don't know where that ghost got the ingredients from..."

"It must have been from the kitchen. How can you be so selfish?"

The three men were talking in a chilly voice behind their backs.

In today's already extremely oppressive world, human nature cannot stand the test at all.

"You're the type of person that a lot of players hate, right? For your own sake, you're willing to let everyone else take risks. Since that person last night was a neutral NPC, you wouldn't have died anyway, right? And now the chef has included all of us in this. Why should we share your risk?"

"Fuck!! So that's how it is, you stinky bitch——"

The person who is most easily instigated is obviously Zheng Mian.

Those sarcastic remarks made Zheng Mian furious instantly.

Zheng Mian reached out to grab the female player's collar.

Jiang Fei's temper is more irritable than Chen Chen's.

Although his ranking is lower than Chen Chen, overall, his personal ability is not bad. In fact, because of his off-field experience, he had worked as a boxing coach in his own world for a long time before entering this infinite flow game.

He also has a sturdy figure, but he usually looks a little thin under the black coat.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Mian tightly.

Also angry.

"If you're not willing to work as a team and do those things, then just do it yourself. From threatening the waiter to trying to hit that little guy, you have the nerve to blame others?!"

He grabbed the other person's collar angrily.

Obviously, it is intolerable.

"And you, if you want to cooperate, then cooperate. If you don't want to cooperate, just go your separate ways and don't follow us! You think you're so powerful just because you have some experience? Do you know exactly what happened last night? Do you know if you will die if you don't follow your will? Will there be other problems? If you know that clearly, how did you survive this dungeon to the end? Explain it clearly."

The TV ghost certainly looked dangerous when it appeared last night.

"If it was to trigger the rules, then appearing on TV in the middle of the night and not directly taking action would mean his rules are probably related to TV, but who knows if he has other rules."

Finally, Xie Ning, who was standing at the end, spoke.

He took half a step back, looking like a little kid, a little timid.

"If I refuse, I don't know if it will trigger other rules."

The voice is still a little childish.

"We're still in the second day of exploration, right? Shouldn't we be spending all our time here?"

Jiang Fei let go, Zheng Mian took a few steps back, his expression looking more and more ferocious. The three veteran players felt a little embarrassed and took a few steps back.

However, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease slightly.

They divided the compressed facial masks left by the TV ghost, and then assigned tasks to each of them and began to explore the Komisuya Hotel.

From finding ingredients for the chef.

There were requests from the wealthy businessman who lived on the third floor, and all sorts of other things going on.

This morning seemed unusually busy.

The Komisuya Hotel doesn't look so scary during the day.

Fu Gan had no intention of going out.

Staying quietly in the room - of course, if you ask why, there is a sleeping cub in his room.

He watched as these players tried to earn game coins, getting close to the front desk staff, getting close to the waiters, and looking for clues about the residents upstairs.

These residents of the Komisuya Hotel do not leave their rooms.

If the wrong choices are made in getting along, then there is no doubt that when night comes, it will be time for these residents to leave the room.

——Of course, it’s also a time of killing.

There was a smile on Fu Gan's lips.

He slowly stood up and prepared to check on his cubs.

The maker had already sent over everything he needed, and it was delivered to his door by Robot No. 5.

At this moment, No. 5, who was finally fully charged, clung to the crack of the door and was unwilling to leave.

He also tried to play the family song for Fu Gan that had been automatically playing in his mind during quiet moments.

Fu Gan chose to silence the other party and asked him to wait in the living room.

He stood at the door of the cub's room, thought for a moment, and prepared to push the door open.

Of course, the entire hotel is actually under the protection and surveillance of Fu Gan. He has grown countless pairs of eyes over the long years, and the tentacles hidden in the shadows can go anywhere according to his thoughts.

But - time has passed too long, and the years are so long that Fu Gan sometimes cannot control the movements of his tentacles.

For example, when I see a cub huddled together on the boat, I can't help but raise my tentacles to touch it.

But if it was an ordinary cub, it would be fine.

The main thing is that Anmi is not ordinary.

He sleeps very little and is very alert when he is asleep.

It's like an instinctive reaction.

Basically, before the tentacle could help but move closer to touch her, Anmi had already opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously reached out his hand, and then directly grasped it.

In fact, he was obviously not awake. He pinched the tentacle with misty eyes and seemed to think about where he was. He simply turned over and fell asleep with the tentacle in his arms.

Fu Gan, who felt a certain empathy with the tentacles, said: !!!

The little cub is soft and chubby.

She was still wearing his shirt, which was small, and his clothes could completely cover her.

The breath was also warm and shallow.

This kind of warmth never belongs to infinite flow games, or never belongs to these NPCs who seem to have only been allowed to suffer by fate.

Because it has never happened, the threshold is too low.

Just to be touched.

Fu Gan felt a little uneasy.

So he simply pulled out all the tentacles.

Let the little cub sleep alone in the house.

"Mimi! Mimi! Mimi!"

When Number Five saw Fu Gan move, he rushed to him.

Shaking happily, he waited for Fu Gan to open the door.

"Open the door, open the door, number five wants Mimi!"

"Be quiet."

How come you are always here?

Fu Gan looked at robot number five with a headache.

"Ah, Mr. Fu, you didn't take good care of the cub, and you're afraid to face something that happened?"

Number Five was interrupted by Fu Gan, but instead of calming down, there was no reaction in the chip that had no fear, and he even had to tease him.

Then--?

Then number five's iron sheet was kicked.

Number Five flew out and hit the sofa, and was about to cry.

"Don't make noise while I'm sleeping."

Fu Gan’s face turned even darker.

Now even the robots think he can't raise this cub well.

He thought even more darkly.

What should I do?

But if he had wanted to raise the cub temporarily for seven days and then send it away to a more suitable person.

Now, he no longer wants to think about it.

This was his cub, no doubt about it.

Fu Gan took a deep breath and reached out to press the door handle.

The door is pushed inward and is located in the middle of the wall.

Push the door in - the small curtain is drawn.

The room was a little dim, but there was a small poached egg table lamp on.

Everything around seems very warm, but there is a very serious problem -

There is no cub on the bed.

Fu Gan was stunned for a moment.

Where's me, cub?!

Anmi, who was squatting at the door waiting for an opportunity, suddenly jumped out and grabbed his father's arm.

"Dad!! Good afternoon!!"

Because the surrounding lights were dim and Fu Gan had retracted all his tentacles, he actually had no idea what was inside the room.

So Fu Gan, who was shocked by the fact that there was no baby on the bed, did not realize that the baby was squatting at the door, so he prepared to give him a "surprise".

There was something hanging from his arm, dangling back and forth.

Even the energetic voice couldn't stop Fu Gan from shuddering in fear.

As the biggest boss in this dungeon, Fu Gan was almost scared away.

He lowered his head and watched the little doll with emerald eyes happily grab his arm and sway back and forth with its feet off the ground.

This cub has pretty strong jumping abilities—otherwise it wouldn't have been flying all over the room.

At this moment, he looks lively and happy.

At this moment, Fu Gan slowly calmed down, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Slowly ask your questions.

"When did you wake up?"

And why is there someone squatting at the door? !

What kind of boss behavior is this?!

That’s too much!!!

Isn't this a scam?!

"Not long ago."

Anmi turned around and saw No. 5, which made little Anmi even happier.

"Number five!"

"Mimi!"

"Number Five, I've learned all the family songs. I can sing them with you from beginning to end!"

An Mi was about to jump from Fu Gan to No. 5.

Fu Gan grabbed him and said, "This is not lively anymore. Who are you?"

Fu Gan glanced at the time.

In fact, the cubs sleep for quite a long time.

From about four o'clock to eleven o'clock in the morning, just seven hours should not be enough for a cub who has been active all day to restore his energy.

However – the reality is that the pups don’t just wake up early.

Still full of energy.

What kind of kid is this?

Thinking about how I brought back a tattered little doll the day before, it looked like it was about to die, and now - ancestor, live, just live, who can live longer than you.

Fu Gan let out a long breath and felt his headache getting worse.

This means that the cub has too much energy and needs to find a way to release it instead of staying in the house all day.

But it's true.

This age is also the time to be lively - right?

Fu Gan had just let go of his hand and watched Anmi jump up to the top of Number Five's head, then jump down again, as if he was 'patrolling his territory', looking here and there, then rolling under the table, turning around and getting on the sofa, crying for food - "Daddy, I'm hungry, Daddy is hungry, Daddy, give me a hug!"

Fu Gan: ...

He had never raised a cub before, so he had no idea what one looked like.

This is what a lively cub should look like, right?

Should I…?

Fu Gan picked up the cub helplessly.

He took out a piece of dried meat from the box next to him -

He watched as those emerald green eyes suddenly lit up, their gaze firm and unblinking.

Anyway, to be honest - if I can raise a child myself, it's probably not a normal one...

"Eat it."

Watching the cub look at the dried meat, then looking up to observe Fu Gan's expression, Fu Gan said nothing more and touched his little head.

"This is specially made, beef jerky, and there's pork jerky over there—"

He thought about it.

"But this jerky is quite thick and chunky. Even though I asked them to make it a little crispy and season it to a salty-sweet taste... it's still pretty hard for a cub... Hiss!! Anmi!!!"

"Mmmm?" What are you doing?

Anmi's eyes widened.

He didn't know where he learned his manners.

When talking to someone, you must look them in the eye.

So, An Mi, who was chewing the dried meat, looked up at Fu Gan seriously, and kept chewing.

Fu Gan: "He bit my hand."

The index finger holding the dried meat was bitten hard by the puppet cub's fangs.

Although Fu Gan couldn't bite it at all at his level, the little teeth were very sharp, so it would be very painful.

Even at this moment, Fu Gan tentatively moved his hands and looked at the cub that was biting his fingers.

I just felt that if I raised my hand, I could use this finger to "fish" Anmi out.

Number Five circled frantically around the father and son.

A piece of dried meat has been eaten.

Anmi, who always finished her meals quickly and decisively, licked the corner of her lips.

"Dad... this isn't Anmi's fault."

Fu Gan:?

Come on, come on, little ancestor, let me hear what you have to say.

"Because Dad was talking to Anmi while feeding her."

Anmi glanced at the mark on the finger, her eyes wandered for a moment, and she immediately became righteous.

"It's polite to look at someone and listen carefully when they're speaking!"

Amy, be polite!

Fu Gan:……………………6.

Yes, you are really polite.

Fu Gan simply took out the bag of dried meat, stuffed it into An Mi's palm, and let him eat it himself.

Then I held up my face and doubted my life, oh no, I doubted my whole life.

He thought... Is there a possibility that Anmi can adapt to this infinite flow game even better than him?

Haha, how outrageous.

He had been experiencing failure, repeating the pain, and it had been an endless cycle. No matter how much stimulation, how much killing and bloodshed there was, Fu Gan had lost the ability to have too much emotional fluctuation.

But he never expected that his life would be so chaotic in the past two days.

ah……

So, now that you've woken up, you should go out and burn off some energy as soon as possible, and then have a good sleep at night.

Watching Anmi chomping and chomping, he ate the last piece of jerky like a little bandit, successfully stuffing himself full - he seemed quite stubborn.

Fu Gan finally took out the small clothes and prepared to change An Mi into them.

After the change is complete, let the cub out to have fun. You can't let it run around the house all the time.

Fu Gan had not taken a serious look at the clothes sent by the producer before.

Because what he requested were clothes for the cubs to wear everyday, so they shouldn't be too outrageous anyway...

Fu Gan looked in shock at the entire set of little magician's costumes he had dragged out of the box.

A black suit with a beautiful and exquisite lining, a cool and handsome cloak on the outside, and a tall magic hat, embellished with card decorations.

daily……? ? ? ?

He picked up several pieces on his face.

I found out that the other party just made a lot of clothes for the little magician. Each one was actually different, but they had one thing in common - they were not ordinary.

It's almost a performance costume.

The cub, wearing only his black shirt, poked his head out to look.

Anmi's little face is delicate, cute and chubby, with a glowing white complexion. He has slightly curly hair like Fu Gan, and is soft and well-behaved. His emerald green eyes make him look even brighter.

It is totally worthy of the title of little emerald green gem.

Fu Gan doesn't believe in evil.

Fu Gan began to send messages to the producer.

'?'

Producer: "What's wrong, Mr. Fu? Did you receive the food and clothes you ordered? Are you satisfied? Isn't it great?"

Fu Gan: ...

"I need an explanation. What is the connection between everyday clothes and the clothes you make?"

"No problem, I think it's very everyday, and doesn't it suit your status very well? Speaking of which, since I can't wear this outfit anymore, wouldn't it be great to dress up my own cub? Hahahaha, the genius adorable baby has inherited the mantle of his parents and returned..."

Fu Gan: ...

Another crazy one.

Fu Gan did not want to comment on this.

Fu Gan turned off his phone directly, listening to the ding-dong sound of the phone message, and was not willing to see what the other party was doing crazy again -

After this period of time, he needs to find a more reliable guy to make clothes for his little cub.

But the main issue now is -

It's time to let this ridiculously energetic cub out to have some fun.

It's definitely not okay to wear this outfit.

Fu Gan still looked at the magician's costume.

After hesitating for two seconds, he finally compromised.

Of course, he had no idea about dressing up his own cub.

Totally not interested.

What's so fun about this kind of thing?

Until Anmi changed her clothes.

The little guy is good-looking and has a special temperament in whatever he wears.

Those emerald green eyes were extremely bright.

He was wearing a small suit at the moment, with a small cloak reaching his shoulders behind him. The collar of the cloak was raised, wrapping his pretty little face. He was holding a magic wand and raised his hand to pull the brim of the magic hat.

It is really exceptionally shiny.

It feels like performing on stage.

Fu Gan looked at it for a long time.

The cub happily hugged him and went out to have fun with No. 5.

Fu Gancai came back to his senses and sat on the sofa.

He pondered, his expression extremely serious.

The small tentacles in the shadows stretched out in an instant, and with a swish, they hung the small clothes on the small hangers and then stuffed them into the closet.

——Well, of course.

He had no idea about it.

Fu Gan lowered his head and picked up the phone again.

Be tolerant of the producer.

The producer himself felt a bit bored, joking with Fu Gan all day long but he didn't get any response.

Then he sent a message: "Okay, I'll send you a few more sets."

Fu Gan's message arrived late.

'Order a few more sets of everyday clothes.'

Producer:?

Um? ? ?

*

One morning.

The players have been tossed around almost completely.

During the day, it is not as eerie as at night.

But in a way, it's a different kind of coolness.

The air conditioning at the Komisuya Hotel is on full blast at all times.

It's a temperature that feels a little cool.

In the entire Komisuya Hotel, such a large building, including the huge garden outside.

It's actually very quiet.

There were only a few staff members free to move around the Komisuya Hotel.

The guest they are looking for, the guest who can give them game coins, is on the second floor or above and never goes out. They must first get the other party's message and then find the other party's room before they can start the mission.

They also summarized their findings.

Throughout the Komisuya Hotel, the higher the floor, the more difficult the tasks and the more game coins are given.

Just like one of the three old players before, he received a task from the lady on the seventh floor.

The lady's task has to be completed in three days. According to her wishes, a bouquet of flowers will be sent to her every day. If her mood is good, ten game coins will be settled at the time of settlement.

Now it seems relatively simple.

But in fact, no one knows what the next few days will be like.

They can only explore with all the clues on this day.

Female players also picked corresponding ingredients for the chef in the big garden.

There were still some unlucky ones, and Zheng Mian's task just happened to fall into the hands of the waiter.

Compared with the cowardly waiter yesterday, today's waiter looks like a completely different person.

The whole person looked a little eerie, especially those dark eyes, which looked particularly creepy when they stared at people.

But the waiter's task is a serial task.

They just don't ask for any compensation, but force him to do all kinds of things to torment him.

Every time Zheng Mian couldn't help but want to explode, he would suppress himself a little when he saw the waiter's expression.

Of course, this is also the result of another death last night.

This further frightened the other party, making him more wary of the skinny guy in front of him, whom he looked down upon.

Of course, another reason is that everyone is busy and no one has time to care about others.

The hall at this moment.

In one morning, very few players actually completed the task, and everyone was busy exploring everywhere.

Chen Chen and Jiang Fei found the hotel butler Shang Fu.

Ask for information again and again, asking the other party if there is anything else they need help with.

"Excuse me, distinguished guests."

Shang Fu smiled kindly.

"I don't need help from anyone right now."

"Would you like to think about it again? Or what are you going to do next?"

Chen Chen spoke with a smile.

"We can all help."

"No, no, no, how can we ask guests for help?"

Shang Fu shook his head.

"It's disrespectful."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

I couldn't help but frown slightly.

ah……

The cub had only been here a day.

Why has it changed so much...

Obviously, he was only doing this for Mr. Fu's sake...

Jiang Fei was also lobbying on the side.

Xie Ning was standing not far away, holding a small, silver-shining game coin in his hand.

His expression was calm as he casually tossed his body up and down. All the weirdness and strangeness here didn't seem to have much impact on him - or rather, he himself belonged to this category.

Something was stirring in the shadows not far away.

It was at this time.

The familiar sound of music swayed from the other end of the corridor——

"Dad's dad..."

Help--

Is the intensity of this song a bit too high?!

Xie Ning subconsciously widened his eyes.

When he saw Anmi, he took a step back carefully and cautiously.

A small step—to show his respect.

"Uncle housekeeper?"

Anmi and No. 5 had already strolled around the entire floor.

Now that he was closer, everyone could see clearly what he was wearing today.

A beautiful little dress...

Like a little magician.

And the cub always had a smile on his face.

It really fits the clothes well.

Shang Fu also stared blankly at Anmi, who was riding robot number five, approaching slowly.

As soon as Number Five was out of Fu Gan's control, he started singing happily.

The melodious song echoed in every corridor.

All the staff on the first floor subconsciously looked over.

"Good afternoon!"

Anmi waved happily to everyone.

"Could you please make way for Anmi?"

"Go to the middle! Go to the center position! It won't get stuck!"

Little Idiot Number Five echoed.

The main reason is that the little robots here are actually not that strong.

And it has only a vague sense of self-awareness. Sometimes it even gets stuck in elevators or falls because the machete in its cavity is placed in the wrong place.

At this time, it will frantically call for help and ask people to help it up -

But the truth is created by people, and experience can be summarized.

In the end, all the little robot learned was: stand in the middle, take the center path! Always occupy the center position!

Politely ask all guests and NPCs to leave. If they are unwilling to leave, then judge the distance and then - rush over.

It can be said that when No. 5 met Anmi, it was like the meeting of two souls with a tacit understanding.

Shocked.

This is fucking shocking.

Jiang Fei watched the wheels under Number Five's feet rolling towards him. Looking at the little cub's appearance, he was unable to dodge in time.

The sole of the foot was pressed down firmly.

Jiang Fei: ...

Oh!

Number Five took Anmi, who was riding a rocking car, and circled around the housekeeper twice.

Shang Fu: ...

Great, today another person experienced 360-degree surround sound.

Shang Fu sighed deeply.

This was the first time that Chen Chen and Jiang Fei saw Shang Fu's expression change so obviously.

"All right."

He seemed to have compromised, and tried to find something else for the spiritual cub to do when facing the big boss's released spiritual cub.

"I do have something I want you to help me with."

"What?"

When Chen Chen heard this, he spoke quickly.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look at the little cub.

Sure enough, this cub may be the thread running through the entire copy.

It requires careful study and observation.

In fact, he was just like a street urchin, but Anmi, who was just wandering around, also poked his head in curiously - the little puppet really liked to join in the fun.

"That's right."

Shang Fu seemed helpless and considered it for a while.

"A few months ago, the garden was under renovation, and I accidentally lost a key in the garden. I searched for it for a long time, but couldn't find it again—"

Shang Fu's voice became a little slow when he said this.

When he raised his eyes again, there seemed to be a faint layer of blood in his eyes.

"If possible, could you help me find the key in the garden? The most difficult part is probably that I don't know where I dropped it. It's likely buried during construction, and I don't know how deep it is. I had given up on it before, but now that I've brought it up again—the tools are all in the tool room, where you can find them. Please be careful when digging out the flowers in the garden; it's best to replant them afterward."

Shang Fu looked at the little cub.

"Ami, do you want to come with us?"

Anmi tilted her head and thought about it.

"But Anmi isn't good at finding things."

But Anmi likes it here very much.

And because they used to lurk and make a lot of judgments, the cubs can still tell what is a joking tone and what is a serious tone.

Sometimes, the difference is subtle.

When Shang Fu mentioned the key.

His expression looked obviously a little off.

That key seemed really important to him.

"But Anmi can help you."

The little cub waved the magic wand in his hand and knocked on the small robot No. 5 under him.

"Come on, Number Five, let's go to the workshop! Excuse me, please make way!"

"Okay, Mimi, let's go to the workshop!!"

Number Five took action immediately, this time turning a corner under Chen Chen's pressure.

Chen Chen: ...

Xie Ning, who saw everything: ...

After a moment, he took out a notebook and wrote something in it again -

"The difficulty of the mission can be adjusted, but does it have to be... insane?"

Before this sentence, he wrote - 'Senior, is the S-level copy really that crazy? ? ? What's going on with that Anmi? Should I also assign a suitable NPC to take on this job... But aren't we killing copies? We're not really letting players play games...'

Xie Ning, whose real purpose was to study, was deeply shocked by the Komi Suya Hotel copy during this day.

And because he had come across so few samples, he even began to doubt whether this was how high-level copies should be done—

By now, Xie Ning's attitude has become - go crazy, it's better to be a little crazy.

And that side.

Shang Fu breathed a sigh of relief after finally getting the overly lively and energetic cub to do something.

At this moment, the cleaning lady was slowly walking forward with a vacuum cleaner. The noise of the vacuum cleaner was so loud that it woke up Chen Chen and Jiang Fei.

The two men also believed that there would be an important breakthrough here, so they followed Anmi to the tool room without hesitation.

Amidst the hum of the vacuum cleaner.

The cleaning lady spoke slowly.

"You asked them to look for the key in the garden?"

Shang Fu: "Ah, what's wrong?"

The cleaner looked at Shang Fu, who had an expressionless face.

"That's not like you..."

"It doesn't matter, actually—"

Shang Fu watched An Mi move quickly. He rushed into the tool room, then rushed out again with a small hoe in his hand. In a blink of an eye, he was out of the hotel gate.

"They won't find it anyway."

Shang Fu was very calm, but while he was speaking, his figure seemed to flicker and distort for a moment.

He transformed from a gentle and polite hotel butler into a fierce ghost in shackles.

But he soon returned to normal, as if it was just an illusion.

"It's just right. He's so lively. Let's give him something to do—"

He said.

"Ah, he'll have things to do during the next seven days, so maybe it won't take seven days."

Shang Fu smiled.

In any case, seven days ago, all players would be torn to pieces by the increasingly enraged and crazy NPCs.

Cleaner: ...

But the song is really catchy.

Today is the first day that the cleaner has seen Anmi.

I also feel a headache about his high energy.

It's just such a small cub.

It looks like a tiny amount, but it feels like the entire Komisuya Hotel is not enough for the other party to move around.

Why is this?

The cleaner also fell into deep thought.

But it was true - the cleaner turned his eyes away calmly, there was something adorable about that cub.

At this moment, Shang Fu was about to take a step when the internal text message came.

That was Fu Gan, who also felt a headache when he saw the cub jumping around.

Fu Gan: 'Well done.'

That’s great. Let the little cub dig hard in the big garden and go home when he is tired every day.

After that, you don’t have to worry about the cubs’ energy release.

Well done!!

Shang Fu smiled calmly - thank you, thank you.

At this moment, Xie Ning had also taken out a shovel.

He is also hidden among the players.

Even the main system was used to simulate the live broadcast perspective.

It's natural to follow the players' actions at this moment.

He observed this side calmly.

The young boy was a little confused again.

He thought Anmi was a special design of Komisuya Hotel.

But looking at the hotel butler, why doesn't he look like him?

Why does the hotel butler have a feeling that he has finally been given something to do?

And this kind of task doesn't seem to be an ordinary task.

Seems to be the key to each boss level monster spawn.

This type of items has another general name called 'Monster Heart'.

Triggering this kind of quest is nearly impossible.

Because they have repeated reincarnation countless times, their resentment will only grow deeper and deeper, and they will be exposed to more and more evil.

This seemed to be just to find something for Anmi to do.

Xie Ning thought about it for a long time, but finally didn't care.

He walked quickly into the garden.

I saw that Anmi had started looking for the key that Shang Fu mentioned - the rusty iron key.

He also dropped a shovel beside him.

Finally, someone couldn't help himself and moved closer to Anmi, asking in a low voice.

"Why are you so lively every day?"

Anmi:?

“I’m called spirited!”

Little Anmi looked up.

"My sister said that we need to be spirited when doing things!"

"elder sister?"

Xie Ning wanted to ask again.

Looking at the smug look on the little magician's face, I kind of want to poke his cheek.

"ah……"

Anmi mumbled.

"Yes, sister—"

Anmi continued digging the hole.

"But my sister is no longer here."

Gone a long time ago.

As Anmi's sister.

They are just tools of the puppeteer, nothing special in the eyes of the puppeteer, and no one will mourn them even if they are sacrificed.

When this was mentioned, Anmi's eyes seemed to darken.

Then another hoe.

The raised soil flew into the pit that Xie Ning had just dug out.

Xie Ning: ...

I just said sorry to Hua and wanted to move you away, then turned to look at Xie Ning's little Anmi:...

"Ah, if you dig so close to Anmi, this is bound to happen."

Xie Ning: ...

Xie Ning finally reached out and pinched Anmi's little face.

"Besides that, I would like to ask——"

Looking at the little Anmi who was being pinched and showing his fangs and claws, Xie Ning took a brave step forward.

"Why are you so confident?"

"Because Anmi is polite and Anmi makes sense."

The little cub chirped non-stop, then patted Number Five, who was working hard next to him. It was not the kind of robot that could walk in the garden. It was now stuck in the soft soil and was frantically trying to free itself.

After being patted by Anmi, it started singing as if by reflex.

"Stop asking so many questions and sing with Anmi!"

Xie Ning: ...

Xie Ning took a step back and instantly became dejected.

"No, my bad."

He graciously admitted his mistake and tried to move away from the listening range of the brainwashing song.

The whole afternoon passed like this.

The dinner bell has rung.

Jiang Fei and Chen Chen looked at each other, and finally had to ask Xie Ning to go to the restaurant first.

Little Anmi and No. 5 are still busy.

Number Five had just been dragged out by a passing waiter, and was now standing on the small green brick road to cheer Anmi on.

That's when the sky gradually darkens.

An expletive erupted in the hall.

"What do you mean? You've been tossing and turning all day and you don't give me anything?!"

Zheng Mian threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and looked at the thin and frail waiter.

"I just took a pack of cigarettes from you...you don't want it..."

The surroundings suddenly became cold.

The cowardly waiter from yesterday looked at him and slowly revealed a strange smile.

In Zheng Mian's eyes.

That fair and delicate face gradually changed.

It became a bloody mess, looking horrible.

Zheng Mian was so frightened that he shuddered and suddenly fell to the ground.

There is a round, sticky thing at hand.

He took a look subconsciously.

——A bloody eyeball!

In an instant, the eyeball bit off one of his fingers, and the severe pain made him incontinent.

But the more thrilling thing was yet to come. The waiter, surrounded by the sunset, slowly bent down.

"Sir, what you mean is..." The waiter's voice became even hoarser, "You promised to help me, but you're going to break the contract halfway?"

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”

In the eyes of everyone, Zheng Mian was in a panic. He crawled to his feet and rushed out of the hotel.

"Wait a minute!! You can't go out at this time——"

The voices of his teammates did not stop the frightened Zheng Mian.

He had already rushed out into the garden.

"I've had enough! I've had enough!!"

He was shouting, and it was obvious that his mind was not normal. His body was shaking violently with tension and fear.

The sun has set and it will soon be completely dark.

Zheng Mian has deeply realized one thing - this game is to kill him!

Everything is directed against him!

"Dad's dad is called~"

At this moment, a childish voice came to my ears.

Leisurely, happily, accompanied by the sound of digging the soil——

Zheng Mian didn't dare to look at his hand. He only felt that the eyeball behind him was still rolling towards him, and one of them was looking at him - teasing him like an eagle catching chickens.

He didn't dare to return.

This game had completely broken his spirit - and he was going to make these people pay the price.

He listened to the singing and slowly turned his head, as if to determine the direction.