Chapter 9

Araki looked at the world of truth and asked, "Now do you know why I didn't have a pet, why I didn't have any friends, and why I said those things to you when I saw you?"

He laughed at himself, not wanting to answer. He put the world of truth aside and whispered, "I'm a little sleepy. It's getting late now. I think I need to rest for a while. If there's anything wrong, you can wake me up immediately. The wake-up bell is next to it. The soft red

Although it seems a little big for you, it should be usable, right? You just need to jump on it and step on it twice. The sound will be loud enough to wake me up, even if I am asleep. If I don't wake up, it may be because I am sleeping too deeply or I am sick. You can go to the second drawer opposite and find the green medicine bottle. It

was the medicine that the medicine wizard prescribed for me when I was sick. I didn't use it up and I got better. So, the medicine is left here and I keep it. Save it so that others won't look for medicine from me. I haven't been sick recently, so it's useless.

If you press the wake-up bell and find that I haven't woken up and don't look normal, please do me a favor and take out the medicine bottle for me and let me drink the medicine in the bottle. After a while, I will get better. If the problem is not serious, it will be fine after a night's sleep. Don't worry too much.

If you open the drawer and see more than one bottle inside, you can't tell which one is which. As for the medicine for curing diseases, just look at the label on the bottle. Some of the labels seem to be healing medicines, which are useful for fever, headache, stomachache...

As for the wound on my hand, it will heal by itself after a period of time. There is no need to use medicine alone. Moreover, they all see my wound. If I always stay at home, they will come to see me. At that time, I will either be unable to get up or unconscious. The wound will be treated and there is no need to worry. "

Araki said, lying on the bed drowsily and fell asleep.

He looked very tired, his face was pale, but his cheeks were strangely flushed. His appearance looked lively, but he felt lifeless. Sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid, as if breathing was a kind of destruction to his current physical condition. He couldn't help but frown and grit his teeth, as if he was fighting the pain, and he almost fainted.

Originally, the world of truth didn't want to wake him up. It seemed that he was going to get through it alone, and at most allowed the world of truth to accompany him silently as a pet during this period of time. However, seeing that Araki's condition was getting worse and worse, the world of truth was a little afraid that he would die now, and anxiously nudged him, but failed to wake him up, and then struggled to squeeze out from his side.

Thanks to Araki, the True World knew for the first time that a person's quilt could be so heavy that it could crush a bird to death.

After jumping from the bed to the counter, the True World's body was already panting, but it couldn't just stop like this. If it lay down here to rest, it was not impossible, but if Araki really got into trouble, then the True World would be finished.

It couldn't accept that kind of future.

It absolutely couldn't cause that kind of consequence.

If it fell asleep on the counter because it was too sleepy and didn't wake up Araki in time, causing Araki to die of illness, then for the True World, any bad ending of his would simply be a typical example of self-inflicted suffering.

After resting for a while on the counter, Zhenlishijie came back panting. She looked for the red button that Araki had placed beside her with her eyes

wide open. She found that the button was not against the bedside, but on the opposite side of the counter. In other words, as a bird, it was a very long distance away, especially since Zhenlishijie was a small bird that could not fly. Zhenlishijie sighed and resigned herself to moving over. The bird's body was not suitable for walking. It jumped forward on the bedside counter, and fell down when it was tired. It narrowed its eyes and began to roll on the counter. It moved forward a little distance, stopped again, and began to breathe heavily.

Zhenlishijie felt that his chest was rising and falling like a bellows. Unconsciously, his movements became like the crawling of a worm.

After a while, the World of Truth finally approached the red button and pressed it.

There was a slight bang, and the World of Truth found that the red button did not fall. It was stunned for a moment, thinking that it should be angry, but it also felt ridiculous. In the depths of its mind, it inexplicably felt a little absurd. It took a deep breath, tried to stand up, flapped its wings, and jumped up and down on the edge of the bedside table, trying very hard to pull the red button.

After a lot of effort, I don't know when the button was finally pressed down, just like a start switch. First, there was a sound of a train or ship whistle. After the whistle ended, a burst of cheerful music came from the button, which sounded like a group of kindergarten children dancing in a sunny garden. After the music, there was a sharp and piercing cat's meow.

The cat's meow was mixed with the sound of sharp nails scratching on the blackboard and the sound of teeth hitting cups and spoons.

It sounded uncomfortable.

However, the world of truth found that Araki had no intention of waking up.

The True World stared at Araki for a long time and found that Araki really had no sign of waking up. It sighed in its heart and had to give up waiting for Araki to wake up after hearing enough sounds. It pressed the red button again with great effort. The red button returned to its original shape and the sound stopped.

The True World looked at Araki with a little subtle hope, but Araki did not wake up.

The True World could only think of other ways. It still remembered that the True World told it before resting that there were useful medicines in the drawer.

The world of truth looked at the drawer that was farther from the bedside table, and felt a little hopeless, as if it was being attacked by a thousand needles. After exercise, the body was sweating all over, and the imagination of being splashed with cold water in the middle of winter made it shiver.

But it couldn't help but go.

The world of truth rolled down from the bedside table tiredly and hit the ground all of a sudden. The floor was hard, and the part not covered by the carpet was especially cold and hard, as if it had hit the body of someone who had died a long time ago.

It is said that after the body stiffens, every inch of muscle feels indescribably cold and hard.

Not sure if it's true, maybe it's just a rumor. The True World silently hopes that it won't have the chance to verify the truth of this rumor on Araki. If the premise of gaining knowledge is the death of someone very important to it, it would rather know nothing.

The ignorant are always happy.

The True World moved towards the drawer little by little, feeling that its body was about to fall apart. It didn't know if this body had problems or if the distance was too far and the body had not exercised regularly before.

Whatever the reason, the World of Truth now feels very bad. It stopped. This road is too long for it, mainly because it can't fly. If it could, it wouldn't be so difficult. It couldn't help but think that Araki shouldn't have trusted it so much in the beginning that it could take care of a living person, especially a sick and injured living person who had almost no ability to resist.

Thinking of this, the World of Truth couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and continued to crawl forward resignedly.

There was no one else in this room, and no one could be counted on.

If the World of Truth had to find a way to open the door and ask for help from outside, the World of Truth would feel subtly unable to swallow a breath.

Araki had quarreled with people outside before, partly for the World of Truth. The World of Truth couldn't try to form an alliance with people who were against Araki just as Araki lay down, right? Wouldn't that be too much of a betrayal of Araki's efforts and persistence? The World of Truth didn't really know nothing.

Even if Araki doesn't mind the Truth World going out to look for someone, the Truth World doesn't want to go either. They don't like the Truth World either. Even if the Truth World goes there, it may not get help. Although they may be willing to help Araki, who knows whether they will ask for more from Araki after providing help? The Truth World

doesn't mind speculating on them with the greatest malice.

Their previous performance is indeed worthy of this malice.

Opening the drawer, the Truth World found the bottle of medicine that Araki mentioned before taking a break, and quickly moved the bottle to the edge of the drawer, trying to get the bottle out, and then looked at the outside of the drawer worriedly.

If it can't fly, it can only push the bottle out, but the bottle may not fall to the ground and break.

You can't gamble Araki's life on the hardness of the bottle.

Even if the bottle was very hard and would not break when it fell to the ground, the world of truth also felt that this was not very reliable.

It thought about it and found that there was no other more reliable option except learning to fly now. It bumped its head against the edge of the drawer and lay in the gap, thinking, how did it come to this?

It quickly struggled to get up and felt the pain all over its body more clearly, but it was not going to give up just like that.

The world of truth jumped from the edge of the drawer, flapped its wings and tried to fly, but hit the floor head-on and rolled over. It felt like it almost fell to death, trembling on the floor for a long time, and then climbed up with sweat dripping all over its body. It stood on the drawer along the things next to it, and jumped down again. After repeating this cycle countless times, it succeeded.

The world of truth learned to fly, and quickly flew into the drawer, grabbed the rope, put it on the medicine bottle, and struggled to fly with the medicine bottle and the rope, and landed on the bedside table with the bottle.