◎He thinks An Mo is lucky to be alive today◎
This is a serious matter.
Gu Qian'an thought about his every move after coming to the Black Tower. In the few times he and Li Qiao spent time together, the only time he mentioned An Mo was when they first met, when he stopped Li Qiao from driving An Mo away.
In other words, in Li Qiao's mind, letting An Mo participate in the competition is equivalent to letting An Mo die?
After eliminating all the wrong options, Gu Qian'an had to admit that this absurd conclusion was the truth.
However, Li Qiao must have his reasons for thinking this way.
Competitions are definitely dangerous, Gu Qian thought.
From what Li Qiao said, he probably wanted to select a suitable sacrifice through a competition, but no matter what his purpose was, killing the sacrifice was imperative.
In other words, Gu Qian'an personally pushed the protagonist he was supposed to protect into a situation where he was bound to die!
But he really just wanted An Mo to get enough experience and improve his strength!
"Li Qiao is really good at putting himself in other people's shoes," Gu Qi'an couldn't help but complain to Yuanqiu, "Just because he wants to harm others, does that mean everyone will do the same?"
The nausea in his body grew stronger, and he quickly suppressed his emotions.
Things had not reached the worst point. Gu Qian'an looked across and saw Li Qiao patiently waiting for his answer.
Although he was surprised that Li Qiao regarded him as a fellow party member, it was also because of this that he had the right to ask questions to Li Qiao as a partner.
Gu Qian'an gestured for the ball to be placed between him and Li Qiao. This way, although he was looking at the ball, in the eyes of outsiders, he was looking at Li Qiao.
——He dared not look people in the eye when he spoke. This was a habit he had formed over the years and could not be changed overnight, so he could only let the familiar ball serve as a barrier to reduce his panic when talking to strangers.
He recalled the image of himself in Li Qiao's mind and used his coldest and emotionless voice, "Have you completed all the preliminary preparations?"
This is a magic skill he learned after years of social failures. He repeats part of the other person's words and uses a rhetorical questioning tone. Ninety-nine percent of people will continue to talk endlessly on this topic.
However, the people he knew were very averse to this kind of meaningless communication. After having a conversation with him like this once, they would subconsciously avoid him.
But in the comic world, Gu Qian hopes that all the troublesome people will stay away from him.
Therefore, he had no psychological burden in using this one-time skill of making up stories.
"Yes," Li Qiao nodded, "The blue crystal has been transported to the Black Tower, waiting to be given to An Mo as a prize after the competition."
As he spoke, he pressed the button on the wheelchair, and an exquisite wooden box appeared on the table in the sterile room.
"An Mo's physique is very compatible with the blue crystal. The energy inside is enough to instantly elevate him to a high level," Li Qiao became more and more excited as he spoke, his pale face taking on a bit of color. "When his body collapses because it can't bear the high-intensity superpowers, the ownerless superpower crystals can be used by us to heal our bodies!"
In comics, superpowers are energies that exist throughout the human body. Only at the moment of death of the superpower user is there a very small chance of successfully extracting the superpower crystals.
But why did Li Qiao say it was so certain? Because of the blue crystal? What is blue crystal? Moreover, Li Qiao's extremely weak body is the price of obtaining powerful superpowers. Why is he so sure that An Mo's superpowers can cure him?
Countless questions swarmed into his mind, but the smell of food so close to him made him more and more uncomfortable, and he had no time to think.
Fortunately, he is not alone, and the ball temporarily serves as his external brain.
"We can't let Anmo leave the Black Tower," Yuanqiu thought hard, "First of all, the plot he wants to leave must be related to the Black Tower."
Ammer was already in the Black Tower before they entered the comics, so the original plot was set in the Black Tower.
"Secondly, the dangers that Anmo will encounter in participating in the competition are certain, so we can find ways to help him avoid risks," the ball's voice was very calm, "things have come to this point, once we fall out, Li Qiao will definitely go all out."
There are only people who commit thieves for a thousand days, but no one who can guard against thieves for a thousand days. Moreover, Li Qiao's ability can be activated after only three seconds of eye contact, which makes it impossible to guard against.
An Mo only has one life, and they can't afford to take the risk.
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The sixty-sixth floor of the Black Tower.
After opening the door, Gu Qian sat down on the ground and couldn't help but groan a few times.
He hadn't rested last night, and although his body, which was made of energy, looked normal, he was mentally exhausted.
So many things happened after he entered the Black Tower again - the energy in An Mo's body, the visitors from the Vatican, Li Qiao's plan, all of which made him extremely nervous.
The physical discomfort just now was more like a fuse, directly igniting the fatigue that Gu Qian'an had been ignoring.
He lay on the ground with his eyes closed and his mind empty, not even bothering to move a finger.
The ball flew around Gu Qian'an for several circles in confusion, but fortunately it was not the only comic consciousness that borrowed people from the high-latitude world.
It quickly retrieved from the database the document that was only circulated within the consciousness - "One Hundred Notes for Companion Contractors".
Through the index, the ball quickly found the one it needed. After learning it, it flew to Gu Qi'an's side.
'Let's go back to the real world for a few days! ' it suggested.
Gu Qi'an didn't blink, 'What about An Mo's safety if we leave? And I only have three days left to revive, it would be a waste to waste it like this.'
"Although Li Qiao wants to speed up the competition, the award ceremony will be held in three days at the earliest. During this period, An Mo is absolutely safe," Yuanqiu convinced him with reason. "Although I cannot control the content of the comics, I still control the time of transmitting the plot materials to the high-latitude world. It just so happens that you have a lot of plot materials these days, so we can update it in advance to attract popularity."
All his worries were put to rest, and Gu Qian'an sat up instantly.
'Then we'll go now.'
No matter how luxurious the Black Tower is, it is not as comfortable as his small rental house!
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real world.
The rental house was still the same as when he left. Gu Qian'an fell on the bed. The quilt bathed in sunlight was fluffy and comfortable. The familiar smell in the house made his body relax - he had returned to his home.
The ball seemed to be holding something and asking him questions, but the growing fatigue made Gu Qian'an fall into a deep sleep.
What woke him up again was the smell of food. Unlike the fictional body in the comic world, his real body responded most realistically to the delicious dishes.
The gurgling sound informed the ball that Gu Qian'an had woken up. It sent out a data chain and hit the switch. The warm yellow light drove away the darkness in the room.
The ball removed the energy layer used to keep the food warm and pushed the chopsticks in front of him. "Dinner is ready, let's eat!"
Gu Qinan was half asleep, and only woke up after eating several mouthfuls of food. He looked at the ball in shock, and stopped picking up the food in mid-air. "How did you order the takeout?"
The ball shook his body with some pride. "I used your fingerprint to open the phone, and ordered your most frequently eaten dishes in the food delivery app. The history records contain your frequently used notes. After the rider left, I blocked the surveillance and went out to get the food delivery."
Although it can't be seen by humans, it can touch inanimate objects and easily carry in a few boxes of takeaway food.
Gu Qian'an was stunned by the operation of the ball, but since there would be no reports of ghosts of takeout boxes floating in the corridor in the middle of the night, he no longer cared.
After all, being able to eat delicious meals right after waking up naturally is simply the ultimate enjoyment in the world!
Seeing Gu Qian'an squinting his eyes and his happy expression surrounded by little flowers, Yuanqiu finally felt relieved.
It silently raised the importance of the file by three levels. It turned out that the experience passed down by the predecessors was true.
By the time Gu Qian'an had finished cleaning up the dishes, the day was coming to an end.
Yuanqiu uploaded the plot materials as soon as he came back. The high-latitude world consciousness worked very efficiently. Gu Qi'an had just sat on the bed when the ding-dong sound of a mobile phone pop-up window rang in the room.
Although it is embarrassing to watch his own performance, the comics updated from the perspective of others will contain a lot of information that he has not noticed - Gu Qianan cannot always rely on other people's brains, and the only way is to grasp the most information and confirm his identity as a big boss.
As a super popular comic, even if there was an update without any notice, it still attracted a large number of readers immediately.
Gu Qianan turned on the real-time bullet screen. As a performer, he needed to understand the feedback from real readers.
The update did not continue from the end of the previous episode, but instead moved the camera to a prosperous town, with words constantly emerging.
——"The Black Tower is very dangerous. In order for the plan to go smoothly, you will not receive any preferential treatment after entering."
——"Dad and Li Qiao are here to screen the people with special abilities. You don't need to put yourself in danger."
——"If this is what you want, then go for it."
It clearly looked like a conversation between two people, but there was only a text box on one side. Gu Qian'an suddenly had a bad feeling and he thought of someone he had always ignored.
The camera gradually zoomed in and finally stopped in a luxurious house.
A strong man stood aside, and his name and identity appeared beside him - Mo Jin, the lord of Dingyuan City.
Opposite him was a girl wearing an exquisite dress. The girl's identity was clearly marked: Mo Lian, the daughter of the Lord of Dingyuan City.
But what surprised Gu Qinan was the girl's familiar face. This was the little girl that An Mo wanted to replace at the bottom of the black tower!
He looked at Mo Lian's mental activities in the virtual frame.
——Li Qiao is not trustworthy. I will personally go into the basement of the Black Tower to select the most suitable psychic to cure my muteness.
My goodness, Gu Qian'an didn't know what to say for a moment. No wonder An Mo is so dangerous, everyone around him is a bad guy!
The author has something to say:
I don't know if I have written Gu Qian'an's mission clearly. He has two things to do. One is to ensure An Mo's survival, and the other is to ensure that An Mo completes the story.
Gu Qian'an went to the Black Tower to rescue An Mo because An Mo mentioned in the previous update that he wanted to rescue everyone. He just helped shorten the time to complete the plot.
He accepted the identity of the Son of God because this identity was just the key to introduce a new plot. As long as An Mo could follow the plot, it didn't matter whether the plot was unlocked by the key.
That's why Yuanqiu said that An Mo cannot leave the Black Tower now, because An Mo's re-entry into the Black Tower happened naturally without Gu Qian'an's intervention, which is also part of the plot. He must ensure that An Mo completes the plot of the Black Tower.
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A little theater
Gu Qi'an, who feels weak and pitiful and can only continue the topic by asking rhetorical questions, is seen by others as: pointing out the shortcomings of your words with a cold face and asking you to explain.
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