Chapter 191 Chapter 191 This rule is a bit familiar

He is really sleepy.

Anmi munched on a chocolate bar, her little head lowered.

Sweet.

tasty.

The cub's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

At this moment, the producer was looking at Anmi.

After two days, although the cub was not bathed, it was wiped all over.

The cub has changed into a new set of clothes.

The beige sweatshirt with a white lining inside makes the round little face even more adorable and soft. At this moment, because of sleepiness, the emerald green gem eyes are half closed, and he is dozing off with a chocolate bar in his hand.

The shuffling of papers had stopped.

There's wind outside.

The dark sky continued to spread towards this side along the other side of the sky.

In this dungeon world where many people have died, amidst the coexistence of danger and tension, there is surprisingly a bit of peace.

Anmi took a bite of the chocolate bar, and her little head drooped. Then she suddenly reacted, raised her head, and shook it back and forth like a kitten. Then she nibbled the chocolate bar and stretched.

The producer looked at little Anmi and couldn't help but smile.

"Is that all right?"

Anmi looked at him.

"No--"

The little guy tilted his head and said, "Uncle didn't find it either?"

"It happened so long ago, how could it be so easy to find?"

The producer spoke casually.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's clean up and go eat."

When it comes to eating, the cub is very enthusiastic.

Little Anmi got up.

I also came to carefully check the progress of the producer.

The producer has also temporarily put aside other work these days.

Follow Anmi's actions with great interest.

We walked all the way from the Academic Affairs Office to the abandoned teaching building area.

The entire No. 1 Middle School is divided into two parts.

One is the normal school building, and the other is the old school building.

Now the old school building is basically completely abandoned, and the new campus was gradually built later, or even after many things happened.

But the main route of the entire copy takes place in the new campus, with only a few branch routes taking place in the old campus.

Because the conditions for going to the old campus will basically not be triggered.

So even the producers don’t come here often.

It's been too long.

The producer looked at the paper materials in front of him and sighed.

Then try to put symbols on all the materials you have read.

Although the producer himself was very skeptical about how many words such a young cub could recognize.

But it's all still fun to watch.

Just treat it as playing with the little cub.

After all, not everyone is as lucky as Fu Gan and can break away from the predetermined fate.

The producer watched the cub's unconscious smile slowly subside.

It really makes people a little envious.

But now, I think Fu Gan is almost here.

The producer pinched Anmi's little face.

"Your dad is coming over. You've almost had enough of this game, right?"

The producer thought that most children are like this.

It's just a passing fancy. Even though Anmi is a bit more stubborn and a bit of a stickler, it's almost the same.

Four days of enthusiasm is a long time.

"Wait a few days and it'll be over. Let Fu Gan take you back..."

The cub tilted its head, interrupting the other.

“I haven’t found out yet!”

Anmi marked everything and clenched her little fist.

"Anmi wants to continue watching after dinner!"

Producer: …………

Still coming???

How long have you been here today?

"so--"

Anmi tilted her little head back.

"What?"

The producer looked over and saw the cub's eager expression, and subconsciously asked.

Although the producer thought it was just a momentary impulse of the little cub, he also followed Anmi to read the information here for a whole day, and he really couldn't remember his own name.

He had never cared about this before, but now because of Anmi's concern, he also had a different feeling.

Being cared about.

He seems to have never been cared about——

The producer was just thinking vaguely.

But then he felt like laughing again.

Being cared about?

Why should anyone care about him?

He doesn't care about these things.

Just crush the things you don’t like, and kill the people you don’t like.

Why does he need other people's care?

What kind of ridiculous topic is this?

But there are still some subtle movements...

"My sister told Anmi to be polite when doing things."

The maker knew that this little guy had older puppet brothers and sisters.

So he just nodded slightly, wanting to hear what the little guy wanted to say.

But the little guy looks a little impatient.

Its two short legs tossed back and forth in the air, and its eyes looked at the producer with sparkling eyes.

"My brother said we should be organized when doing things."

Yeah, and then.

so--

"Uncle Producer, could you please return all the flipped books to their original locations? And put Anmi's copy back as well. Thank you!"

The little guy sounded full of energy.

"I have to go find my dad! Urgent, very urgent, very urgent!!"

The little cub, who had initially cried loudly upon arriving in this strange place, now seemed to have fully recovered.

He also regained his personality.

Producer: ...

Producer: …………

You do have a little bit of courtesy, but not much.

Anmi jumped down suddenly.

"Which direction? Anmi is going to find her dad!"

"Over there—don't run around—can't you wait until your uncle finishes sorting it out and then bring it to you? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The producer speeds up his movements.

While paying attention to Anmi's actions.

"Hey, hey, hey—don't get on the table!! Hey, hey, hey!!! Don't jump off the table!!! Anmi!!!"

After leaping onto the table, Anmi heard the chef uncle say not to get on the table. Then, he leaped down from the table again and turned around to look over in confusion.

So what should we do?

The little cub stood there in a daze.

The dark clouds obscured the last ray of light.

There is a hint of confusion in the bright eyes.

Producer: ...

The production manager breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, the ground of the entire old campus seemed to shake.

Soon, the tables, chairs and benches began to shake.

Arranged in an orderly and regular manner.

The information also flew to various areas according to what had been seen and what had not been seen.

The producer has much more control over the old campus than the new campus.

Finished this quickly.

Anmi was already standing on tiptoe at the door, looking out.

He stared intently, trying to see if Fu Gan was in the direction he had just pointed.

The producer couldn't deny feeling a little jealous.

Then he took the cub's hand.

"Come on, I'll go find it with you."

It's strange.

The producer thought to himself.

Fu Gan should have arrived.

But why is there no movement?

According to Fu Gan’s attitude on the phone.

I just want to fly to his cub the next second.

The producer didn't understand.

He and the cub had already reached the gate of the old campus.

The three abandoned buildings behind him carried an ominous aura.

The producer was leading Anmi forward. After four days, more than half of the players had been killed or injured.

It's about time.

The producer was thinking.

He didn't have Fu Gan's intentions, and there was no need to keep these guys until the end. It would be better to just end it before the sixth day.

Then Anmi will be able to go home earlier with her father.

After all, the little guy cried so miserably at that time.

The producer was thinking about this, and also thinking about the group of people who surrounded the little girl and wanted to keep her here and pamper her like a sister.

They will be disappointed.

As I was thinking this—

Suddenly, several people rushed out from the bushes.

They moved very quickly.

The leader was none other than Sang Xilin.

I don’t know how they hid their aura, but they managed not to be discovered by the producer.

The next moment.

Two pieces of talisman paper fell on the maker and Anmi.

The maker subconsciously wanted to grab Anmi, but the two talisman papers took effect quickly. The scene in front of him was changing rapidly, and the colors were fading, as if he had gone from one world to another.

The distinction between the inner and outer worlds.

The producer finally reacted and cursed.

"I'll be there soon—"

The producer only had time to say this.

He was completely obscured by the changes in the world.

Anmi still hasn't reacted.

He was originally skipping and jumping on his way to find his father with the producer uncle.

But now——

Little Anmi looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him, and then looked at the several embarrassed players who arrived in the other world with him.

"Sure enough, according to the system's prompts, everything matches up. This child must be the key to breaking the deadlock."

"I was so scared. I thought I was going to be killed by the school doctor."

"This is another world. According to the instructions, his rules should not be effective here. Dealing with him here requires more than ordinary physical means."

"Brother San, please say something."

Sang Xilin was looking at the little guy who was standing there in a daze.

He felt in his school uniform pockets, as if trying to find something like cigarettes, but there were definitely no such things in the school, and then he clicked his tongue angrily.

There was no expression when he looked at Anmi.

It's like looking at an object.

"Have you got the sacrificial items? I don't know how long those guys outside can drag it out. If we finish it sooner, we can resurrect Xu Ping sooner and get the special props. Then we can spend the last period of time here and pass the level smoothly."

"uncle?"

And Anmi turned around.

"dad?"

Little Anmi was stunned.

Didn’t we agree that when dad arrives, we’ll take Anmi to see him?

The lamb realized something was wrong at this moment and quickly woke up to check.

"Baby! There's something wrong with this world consciousness. It seems like there are two world consciousnesses, one inside and one outside. This one isn't the main one."

When Anmi shook the rules, he attracted rejection and targeting from the forces of these copy rules.

Especially when Fu Gan used the power connected to the player system to change the name on Anmi's doll heart.

"Hold on, little one! Your parents are on their way! They'll be here soon! Little lamb, please contact the world consciousness here again—"

The struggling world consciousness rose and fell twice, then fell down again.

lamb:……

"Okay, kid, world consciousness seems useless, but this is probably the loophole of this world—"

All NPCs are completely opposed to the players. The established and repetitive life, the constantly accumulated negative emotions, and everything that has piled up have brought the main body of this world to the brink of collapse. And because the other party draws its abilities directly from the players, the consciousness of this world cannot be broken. It bends and lies down, and it has to toss itself to the point of doing repeated sit-ups but has not given up.

"All right--"

Hearing Anmi's voice, they seemed a little reluctant.

But they are all players who have experienced countless infinite flow copies.

Someone still took out the props they found.

"It won't hurt much."

"We're already in an antagonistic relationship. Why are you saying so much to him? At most, we can catch him if he runs away. It's hypocritical. Otherwise, you'll give us three seconds to run. If you can't outrun us, don't blame us."

Anmi was stunned.

"Um?"

How does it feel?

This rule seems familiar?