92. Mysterious Dream Fairy Tale (15)

Is this your treatment method?

Now that they were certain that everyone who followed them in was an enemy, the two, who had originally planned to kill the innocent rather than the guilty, were able to go all out.

"Those people have probably already teamed up to deal with us. Before they come looking for us, we need to have the ability to fight a dozen or so people together."

Speaking of this, Xie Zeyuan couldn't help but clench her limp fists and stomach, sighing helplessly, "Why did I have to end up in the body of a cotton doll?"

What if you could just have some fighting skills?

It's hard not to suspect that this instance is subtly targeting them.

"Is your luck high?" Qin Fu'an asked casually, as if remembering something.

Xie Zeyuan was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "If it were high, I wouldn't have provoked those people so soon after becoming a formal player, and I wouldn't have lost my life at such a young age."

However, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Although he died young, didn't he become a ghost messenger?

Even when faced with setbacks and obstacles in the game, he quickly found Qin Fu'an as a lifeline in his predicament.

However, the overall tone of his fate is still quite unlucky.

"Coincidentally, I'm not tall either."

After saying that, the two unlucky non-humans looked at each other and saw a hint of mockery in each other's eyes.

For thousands of years, Heaven has favored the human race, and the demon and ghost races have long been weakened to a certain extent.

Unexpectedly, even entering the game requires the so-called favor of heaven.

"I really do hate humans." Xie Zeyuan sneered sinisterly.

To be precise, what he disliked were those people with overflowing luck, like protagonists in novels, who didn't have to do anything as luck would naturally pave the way for them and everything would go smoothly for them.

In short: the envy of those who are unlucky.

That being said, if the two of them want to find a way to deal with the enemy before they launch an attack, there are currently only two best methods.

"Work with the city guards of Fairy Tale City and seek their help?"

Xie Zeyuan tossed the round, mottled fairytale coin in his hand and pondered, "Or, should we make our move first and take them down one by one?"

"No, let's wait until nightfall." Qin Fu'an shook his head.

These words drew a surprised look from Xie Zeyuan: "I wanted to say this before, but being so cautious isn't really Mr. Qin's style."

After emerging from the dream, Qin Fu'an possessed a fully recovered body and was absolutely capable of fighting back against the onslaught of those people.

At that time, Qin Fu'an only made an example of someone to scare away the enemy.

Now that he's so focused on stability, Xie Zeyuan really can't figure out what Qin Fu'an is thinking.

Then the boy gave me a look and said, "That was before. Now, even if it's not for myself, it's better not to get hurt if I can avoid it."

Xie Zeyuan: "..."

After being force-fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), he finally understood.

What's wrong with the style of the past? It's because Qin Fu'an in the past hadn't yet awakened his love-struck mind!

“Mr. Qin,” Xie Zeyuan sat up straight and earnestly reminded him, “Excuse my bluntness, but love always makes people blind.”

Qin Fu'an replied casually, "I'm not human."

Xie Zeyuan: "..."

Very well, they've completely fallen into depravity and are beyond saving.

"What if they organize an attack on us during the day?" Xie Zeyuan had to steer the conversation back on track. "After all, they would definitely try to avoid nighttime."

Those people weren't all brainless idiots. If they couldn't even protect themselves at night, they would definitely choose to take care of the two of them during the day.

“So before they come looking for us.” Qin Fu’an produced the toolbox again. He looked at Xie Zeyuan with a leisurely air, and smiled slightly at his bewildered gaze: “Third Brother Xie, want to try anesthesia-free, painless cosmetic surgery?”

...

Until Qin Fu'an pressed Xie Zeyuan down on the small table, the pain made him delirious, and he relied entirely on his fantasies to get through the long, agonizing time.

He fantasized about binding Qin Fu'an's soul to a soul-locking chain, immersing it in the Yellow Springs, then putting it in Meng Po's soup pot to simmer for a whole day, before frying it in oil and sending it to the eighteen levels of hell twenty times in a row, only then could he relieve the excruciating pain and hatred in his heart!

However, while the cotton doll was in excruciating pain, the repairman, engrossed in "operating," still managed to take a moment to tilt his head and wave to a small sunflower gazing out the window.

"Mr. Repairman".

The smiling, obedient sunflower doctor approached curiously, stood on tiptoe, and used two leaves to reach the window, staring in surprise at the cotton doll on the table that had been taken apart and was now in pieces.

A little frightened, it stared wide-eyed at the cotton doll's miserable state. Instead of turning around to report it to the city guards, it deliberately lowered its voice and asked furtively like a thief, "Mr. Repairman, what are you doing? Do you need my help?"

Completely different from the cool little sunflower with a stern face in my dream.

But the sincerity of that desire to help cover it up was so genuine that Xie Zeyuan, who had finally caught her breath, felt dizzy again.

No wonder people in the workplace boycott couples; he now wishes he could take a knife and chop up this pair of scumbags!

Qin Fu'an smiled and shook his head at the little sunflower who was staring at him expectantly. He quickened his movements, which he had deliberately slowed down, and explained, "No need. I'm just performing surgery on him to give him a more suitable body."

Xie Zeyuan, in this instance where losing the heart of the toy means losing one's life, decisively entrusted his life to Qin Fu'an. This was both bold and reckless, and it did indeed successfully soothe Qin Fu'an's slight displeasure at being schemed against.

"Surgery like this is possible?" Little Sunflower tilted her head, examining the pile of objects on the table that were no longer recognizable. After expressing her doubts, she stopped disturbing Qin Fu'an's actions and obediently leaned against the window to watch quietly.

A short while later, the little bear reached out from the tense break in the surgery and picked up the little sunflower that was about to slip down for the third time. He then scooped it into the little house so that it could sit comfortably on the windowsill and watch.

"Thank you, repairman." The little sunflower smiled shyly, then sat down next to Xie Zeyuan's "corpse" in that position, supporting its round head with its leaves, and tilting its head to observe intently.

It observed carefully, asking no questions and not disturbing Qin Fu'an any further. Thus, this unusually long, painless surgery without anesthesia for Xie Zeyuan finally ended just before he was about to lose consciousness.

"Alright, get up and try out your new body." Qin Fu'an began cleaning the tools and the table.

On the table in front of him, a small bird with metal wings and a pure black body was standing up crookedly.

"Are you satisfied?" Qin Fu'an took out a mirror from his spatial storage and placed it in front of the little bird.

The mirror clearly reflected the black metallic pupils in the little black bird's eye sockets, and also reflected a small sunflower with its eyes wide open behind the little black bird.

"It's really possible to do this kind of surgery!" Little Sunflower was extremely surprised, staring at Xie Zeyuan curiously from left to right, and finally casting her admiring gaze at Qin Fu'an.

"Sir, you're amazing!!!"

"You are the most amazing toy I've ever seen, the most amazing block bear!!"

"No toy in Fairy Tale City has ever done that!"

"Mr. Repairman..."

Overjoyed, Little Sunflower jumped onto the table, successfully squeezing out Xie Zeyuan's spot. Holding her round, adorable little face, she showered Qin Fu'an with all sorts of unique compliments.

Qin Fu'an's smile deepened, and even being stared at by the black bird with its sinister, almost predatory gaze did not affect his pleasant mood at all.

Soon, Qin Fu'an reached out and pressed down on the little sunflower's round head.

The next second, Dr. Sunflower seemed to be frozen in time, standing blankly on the table staring at him.

"Some toys have gone into your little clinic." Qin Fu'an rubbed its head and pointed out the window.

"Hmm... Oh!" Little Sunflower snapped back to reality, nodded hurriedly, and instinctively tried to jump out the window.

Then Qin Fu'an grabbed him again.

After jumping off the stool and carefully placing the overly lively little sunflower doctor on the ground, he watched as the other person hurriedly ran away in a panic, as if being chased by a ghost.

"Have you seen enough?" Xie Zeyuan's soft voice sounded from behind.

Qin Fu'an turned around, raised an eyebrow at the little black bird that exuded ghostly energy, and said, "The surgery is over. How are you feeling? Why don't you flap your wings a couple of times so I can see if it was successful?"

flapped twice...

Do you take me for some kind of moth?!

Xie Zeyuan had barely recovered from the deep-seated pain when she heard Qin Fu'an's words. She almost impulsively lunged at him and killed her attending physician!

However, before he could do that, Qin Fu'an interrupted him first: "Before that, why don't you take a look at the tools you use to make a living?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Zeyuan was taken aback and subconsciously summoned the Soul-Locking Chains.

It was pure black, exuding a sinister aura, and was no longer a crumpled piece of paper that resembled a soul-binding chain.

Xie Zeyuan gripped it in his hand, ignoring the long string of souls trapped on the Soul-Locking Chain. A glint of surprise flashed in the dark bird's eyes.

"You upgraded me?!"

It's not just about the changes within this instance, but the overall feel.

The feeling he gets from these Soul-Locking Chains is that even if he returns to Ghost City, they will still possess considerable power compared to before.

"I added a bit of my savings accumulated over a thousand years," Qin Fu'an replied calmly, glancing at him casually. "Otherwise, how could you be in so much pain that you wanted to drag me to the eighteenth level of hell for reincarnation?"

Xie Zeyuan: "..."

Is it too late for me to change my mind and back out?

The little black bird tried hard to keep its expression tense, trying not to let its joy show too obviously.

"Mr. Qin, do you want me to flap my wings a couple of times?"

"I'm flapping my wings right now!"

Even when he was a half-dead ghost messenger, Xie Zeyuan had never been so obsequious.

But that was the old him; he's different now!

From this day forward, the name Qin Fu'an will hold a position in his heart that is on par with that of the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu!

The pure black bird happily gripped the chain and flew around the massive roller coaster building several times before finally stopping at the highest point of the roller coaster track, leisurely teasing the spirits on the chain.

Below, a black teddy bear politely knocked on the small door of the Sunflower Psychological Clinic with its fingers.

"In return, Dr. Sunflower, may I have the honor of observing your treatment of a patient?"

[Alright, that's enough reading. The streamer is about to start deceiving the naive little sunflower again.]

[I've followed you through four dungeons, and you're always the easiest to fool in every one of them, poor little cloud.]

[That's outrageous! He even lies to his own wife. Be careful, Little Cloud might get too smart from being fooled so many times in the future.]

[What do you mean by that? Are you saying our Little Cloud is stupid?!]

[It's not stupid, it just always runs into the same bad guy (sigh).]

[...]

Amidst the playful banter in the live chat, Qin Fu'an remained unmoved, sitting on a small stool as he watched Xiao Sunflower communicate with the patient.

"Doctor, I'm in so much pain."

A familiar, patient-like beginning.

But what followed was completely bizarre.

Every time the patient toy expresses pain, the little sunflower doctor will pluck a warm little sun from his own body and stuff it into the patient toy's body.

Not only Qin Fu'an, but even the viewers in the live stream who considered themselves well-informed were stunned.

[Plants vs. Zombies... Are they serious??]

[Huh? Huh?! Huh?! ??! ]

[Is this sun... what I expected? No way! It doesn't have to be this realistic, does it? I'm seriously starting to suspect this game is plagiarism!]

[The streamer didn't say anything, and seemed stunned too? This is the first time I've ever seen a streamer with such an incredulous expression; I've never seen anything like it!]

In fact, Qin Fu'an wasn't stupid; he was using his divine sense.

Every player's attribute panel has an item called "Divine Sense", but so far, Qin Fu'an has never encountered a player who can learn to use Divine Sense.

But he was different. Whether it was human cultivation, ghost cultivation, or demon cultivation, once one entered the path of cultivation, one would know the importance of divine sense.

Moreover, as a Teng Snake, he possessed innate divine sense, which he could use more smoothly and freely than human cultivators.

This was also the first time he had used his divine sense in the game.

He was examining the tiny suns that the little sunflower had pulled out of its body.

It contains an exceptionally pure life force.

It felt very familiar to him, and it was exactly the same source as the remaining vitality in the half of the plant that Xie Yunhuai had personally given him.

Therefore, these little suns are the life force of this little sunflower itself.

The instant he arrived at this answer, Qin Fu'an reached out and grabbed the little sunflower, which was struggling to pull out its leaves, stopping its suicidal behavior without a word.

The treatment was interrupted, and the little sunflower and the toy being treated turned their heads to look at him in confusion.

"Repairman?" The little sunflower struggled in confusion, but couldn't budge its own leaves, so it asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

For some reason, Little Sunflower felt that she could see a lot of unhappy and even serious emotions on the repairman's bear face.

This made it instinctively shrink its leaves, but it still couldn't pull them back from his hand.

"Is this your treatment method?" Qin Fu'an asked in a deep voice.

The little sunflower nodded blankly, looking completely at home. "Yes, that's how I've always treated everyone. As long as there are enough little suns, everyone can become happy."

"And what about you?" Qin Fu'an tried his best to control his surging emotions.

"What?"

The little sunflower didn't understand; it realized that it always seemed unable to understand what the repairman was saying.

This made it feel a little frustrated, but it still obediently let the other party hold its leaves and didn't struggle anymore. It just looked up at Qin Fu'an with its round, dirty little face and smiling eyes.

[Author's Note]

Anzai: I was furious when I found out the truth, but I had to be careful not to scare my wife!

Yunzai: ? That looks a bit fierce. I'm not sure. Let me check again?

What a long chapter! I'm giving up, lol. From now on, I'll update irregularly at midnight. That way, I won't have to post leave notices every day, and I won't make you wait every day. If I don't update at midnight, then I'll post a leave notice.

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Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmine:

Feather hanggg, Two 1;

Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution:

ftugfj 4 bottles;

3 bottles of "Radiant Gaze";

99. Time, Stillness, Lonely Boat in the Rain, 1 bottle of Tangyuan (sweet rice balls);

Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!