Chapter 162 Chapter 162 Little Anmi who doesn't sleep
The phone picked up——
"Hello, Mr. Fu——"
"Hello?"
That was not Fu Gan's voice, but a soft and happy child's voice.
Cleaner: ...
"Are you looking for Daddy?"
The cubs over there are very happy.
"Dad is asleep."
Cleaner: ...
It's almost ten o'clock in the evening now.
He could also hear music in the background, but he didn't know where it was coming from - most likely children's songs playing from a cell phone or TV.
The song was so brainwashing that the cleaner hung up the phone with an expressionless face after hearing only two sentences.
Horrible, so terrible.
What the hell?!
"How about it?"
The waiter came closer and asked curiously.
The cleaner raised his hands and covered his head in shock, looking a little helpless.
"The world is about to be destroyed, and Mr. Fu is no longer normal—"
"Excuse me for the correction."
The waiter was very serious.
"Mr. Fu has never been normal."
Cleaner: ...
Let's go back a little bit in time——
Inside the little poached egg quilt, Anmi was jumping around trying to sing a complete song for her father.
Because of the shock that An Mi had just given Fu Gan, Fu Gan instinctively felt guilty about yelling at An Mi and being emotionally unstable today.
at last.
Fu Gan rarely accepted An Mi's arrangement and lay on the fried egg bed.
Listening to Anmi singing——
Then Anmi forgot the lyrics halfway through, and Fu Gan had to bring in the TV to continue playing -
Before I knew it, Anmi was tormenting me like this.
Fu Gan, lying on Anmi's soft bed, fell asleep earlier than the cub.
While the cub was happily watching TV and reviewing the song, he received an internal call from a stranger.
The other party hung up the phone after just a few words.
But the cub still said goodbye politely.
Then I took a closer look at the call log.
-Oh, when dad wakes up tomorrow, he will tell him that this person didn’t say goodbye to him when he called him!
Very good and polite, but also wicked and complaining all the time.
Anmi is still carefully learning the nursery rhymes on TV.
Learning is like this. When you have listened to it once and think you have mastered it, the knowledge will always whip you and tell you - no, you haven't.
Anmi wants to sing the whole song with No. 5 tomorrow, but she got stuck in the middle of singing for her father.
Anmi is determined to study harder...
Although what I learned was very interesting.
Fu Gan was sleeping soundly beside him.
The cub sat on the bed, staring at the TV - with subtitles and explanations!
Of course, everyone has their own expertise, and Anmi itself was not created for the purpose of learning words or songs, so in fact, the little puppet cub seems a bit clumsy in this regard.
His strengths lie elsewhere.
And now——
Time passes slowly without anyone noticing.
Outside the Komisuya Hotel, on the clock tower, the clock struck twelve at midnight.
At this moment, the TV that was still playing the children's song started to crackle, and the picture and sound became distorted and blurry.
Anmi:?
Why?
What happened?
Anmi moved to the bedside, flipped over, raised her hand, and tapped the TV -
At this moment, the TV Monster, a rare sight in the Komisuya Hotel, was checking the TVs on every floor - to see who was still watching TV at this hour? Who had accidentally forgotten to turn off the TV before midnight?
Eat him—haha, eat him, eat him!
Then the TV ghost rushed all the way to the top floor.
He slammed into the TV screen, his pale, blood-smeared face looking hideous and terrifying. The sound of the TV suddenly changed, becoming eerie and terrifying.
A hand reached out from the TV.
This is actually a very scary picture.
Of course, this doesn't need to be emphasized.
After all, it was the middle of the night, and the TV suddenly started flickering violently, and the music started to become weird. Before you could check what was going on, a bloody face, as if the skin had been peeled off, was pasted on the screen, and a hand stretched out -
Anyone who sees it will shudder with fear.
But the TV ghost didn't pay much attention to the floor this time.
Mainly those players basically will not trigger this rule.
Now that we've entered such a terrifying dungeon game, who would still watch TV in the middle of the night?
Isn't this a problem?
So, the TV ghost, who finally came to life, immediately showed off his unique skills.
And then—his arm was thumped several times.
TV Ghost: ...?
What's going on?
Who is so bold that when he sees him, instead of running away, he is filming on TV here?
"Why?"
Anmi clapped twice behind the TV - of course, there were electronic devices in his original world, but they were basically used for killing and obtaining intelligence. They would experience all kinds of very difficult situations and would struggle to switch between killing and being killed.
Therefore, malfunctions of electronic equipment are very common for them.
The common way to deal with problems with TV equipment is to tap it.
Anmi never expected that after clapping twice, a hand appeared.
The little cub stood in awe.
This TV will also show this?!
The TV ghost slowly poked its head out and looked to the side—
Anmi stood beside the TV and slowly leaned over to look at the screen.
Their eyes met.
Anmi:!!!
TV Ghost: "Aa ...
It’s so scary!!!
The TV ghost quickly crawled back in, trembling.
How come there is a glutinous little ball with green eyes that doesn't look scared at all here?
Speaking of which—eh? Where is this place?
The TV ghost finally realized the problem.
He checked the floor, and finally had an expression of disbelief.
"No, why are you not sleeping so late at night and watching TV?"
And this is the boss room! Where's the boss?!
What about his majestic boss who can kill players without leaving a single piece of armor?
"Anmi is studying."
The little cub puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction and looked at him.
They just faced each other and almost bumped into each other, and little Anmi also had some psychological trauma.
"You disturbed my studies."
TV Ghost: ...
What are you studying for so late at night?!
It's really like seeing a ghost - no, no, no, he is a ghost, what ghost is there?
"Kid."
Finally, this vicious ghost found his voice, and his low and hoarse voice was full of threat.
"Where's Mr. Fu?"
"Hello, I already told you my name is Anmi."
Anmi put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction.
"Don't call me kid like that. It's very rude, old ghost."
TV Ghost: ...
Are you polite?!
Because the TV ghost has not appeared for many years, it has no idea what is happening in the entire Komi Suya Hotel at any time.
He also tried to threaten the cub, until he stretched out his hand——
Anmi: "Dad is sleeping, please be quiet."
The TV ghost staggered.
What?
It’s twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, one of Mr. Fu’s most active times. However, Mr. Fu is sleeping?
ha? ? ?
Stop kidding—
Then the cub stepped aside.
The TV ghost fell into deep silence as he looked at Fu Gan, who was lying on the bed, even covered with a small quilt made of fried eggs.
But this cub is really fascinating——
Logically speaking, shouldn't the cub be sleeping and Mr. Fu be active?
Why are you so energetic?!
"so--"
The TV ghost realized the problem, he lowered his voice and became a little dazed.
"Why don't you go to bed and watch TV in the middle of the night?"
“Because I’m learning nursery rhymes.”
Anmi said, looking at the TV ghost in the TV.
"Ah, do you live here?"
TV Ghost: "...Can you say that?"
"Then can you tune the axis of the nursery rhyme for Anmi?"
Anmi's eyes lit up.
"Thank you!"
TV Ghost: ...
"It's okay to pour it, pour it?"
The TV ghost, who had never been thanked before, hesitated a little.
Until the TV started playing nursery rhymes again.
The little cub is learning very enthusiastically.
Directing him to drag the progress bar back and forth.
The TV ghost can be said to live inside the television.
Even though the sound was very small at the moment, to him it was like the 360-degree surround sound effect in the room.
Soon, the only thing left in the TV ghost's head was: "What's the name of Daddy's dad?"
Help!
Oh my God!
It’s killing me!!
Why is he so excited to go out 'hunting'?!
Why did he meet this cub? !
Why did he have to drag the progress bar and listen to this nursery rhyme? !
So when exactly does this cub plan to go to sleep?!
It's crazy, it's crazy, the world is crazy.
The TV ghost felt like his entire body was about to break apart.
It's so terrible.
Who will save him?
And help—
Why did he become more energetic the more he listened?!
Cubs are such a difficult creature to understand!!!
One o'clock.
The TV ghost is trying to persuade the cub to go to sleep.
Two o'clock.
The TV ghost tried to wake up Fu Gan, but was stopped by the cub, who questioned why he was so rude as to wake up his sleeping father.
At this moment, the TV ghost really looks like a TV cabinet that can't speak or move.
Three o'clock.
The TV ghost has started swaying to the music.
From a dark TV ghost, it turned into a singing TV ghost.
At half past three, the TV ghost went completely crazy——
The cub, who was very determined and completely at ease, touched his belly.
My stomach growled.
"I'm hungry."
The cub sat on the ground, its beautiful emerald eyes staring at the TV ghost on the screen.
TV Ghost: ...
He wouldn't—
The little cub's cheeks puffed up with hunger and it curled up slightly.
TV Ghost: ...
"Wait, I'll go get you something to eat, and then we can go to bed, okay?"
Was Mr. Fu really asleep, or was he knocked unconscious or scolded?
The TV ghost had such doubts.
Rushed into the kitchen downstairs——
After a thorough search, not only was there no food, but I was also kicked out in disgust.
Finally the TV ghost was so angry that he rushed into the player's room.
Determine the goal.
Three thirty in the morning.
The intellectual woman wearing glasses had just closed her eyes and was in a daze for about ten minutes due to tension.
The TV suddenly lit up and started making a buzzing sound.
She opened her eyes in horror and looked at the bloody ghost stuck to the TV screen.
She wanted to scream in terror, but she was so frightened that she couldn't make any sound.
She didn't do anything, did she?
She didn't break any rules...
Big tears fell down her cheeks.
She shrank back helplessly.
I watched the bloody figure getting closer and closer until it stretched out a hand.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!”
She finally couldn't help it and fell to the ground in a mess, screaming.
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