Chapter 179 Chapter 179 You are so stubborn! ! !
But, it's too late——
Those eyes suddenly lit up, like lasers, shining through.
Damn it.
Are you crazy?!
What the hell is Fu doing?
Fu Gan couldn't tell how many times he was shocked.
Fu Gan stretched out his hand and covered the pair of big eyes that could really flash everyone around him.
The light it emits is still green! ! ! !
"Why?"
Anmi was also shocked by herself.
The world suddenly became bright——
No, it should be said that the world suddenly became too bright.
It's a bit too bright.
"dad?"
Fu Gan felt numb all over.
Fortunately, the world consciousness started to do sit-ups again, and the next moment, there was a sudden snap.
Then, the green light that could blind everyone finally dimmed slowly at this moment, and it was still the pair of clear and beautiful green glass beads.
Fu Gan wanted to curse.
What's the use of your horse?!
"Dad, my eyes just lit up!"
Before he could finish his words, Fu Gan covered his mouth.
"Okay, I understand. Stop talking."
It seems that you don't understand the seriousness of the matter. If you speak again, what if that guy is provoked to come back to life?
Who knows what else that guy is going to come up with.
Anmi blinked.
Then the little body was picked up, and without An Mi saying anything, Fu Gan started muttering to himself -
"Yes, yes, Dad knows. It's a midnight snack, right? You should eat something easily digestible at night..."
Anmi's little hands were on her father's neck.
He suddenly thought of what his sister had said.
——Mimi, you will find it, you will definitely find it, the person who truly cares about you and comes towards you.
Anmi leaned in her father's arms.
The little baby's voice is soft and sweet.
"Uh-huh!"
The gloomy big boss carried his lively and cute baby to eat.
The tone of voice is often doting.
"You still need to feed me?"
"Yes! And, Dad, can Anmi play with your phone for a minute?"
The little fellow was making a lot of noise, and he was keenly aware that the head of the family had very low standards for him at the moment.
"Yeah," As expected, Fu Gan agreed immediately without giving it much thought. "Do you want Dad to teach you?"
He should be able to raise a cub more seriously now, right?
Fu Gan thought to himself.
Looking at the cub in her arms, she felt a little secretly proud.
Then he touched the head of his cub.
He lowered his eyes and thought - "Dad is going to talk to the guy across the street later."
The guy opposite was referring to Xie Ning.
"Oh, okay."
Anmi tilted her head and nodded.
Wait until after dinner.
The phone fell into An Mi's hands. After a brief instruction, Fu Gan turned and walked out.
He has a plan.
Before this copy ends——
And Anmi was groping to find the communication software.
'hello! '
Based on the principle of treating people with courtesy.
Little Anmi sent the content to the producer's account that his father had noted.
Producer:?
"Did the sun rise from the west today? You are being so attentive to me for no reason. You are either a traitor or a thief. What's the big deal? Don't drag me around. I have a stable job."
'I want to buy a gift.'
The words above were too long. Anmi looked at them for a moment, understood the general idea, and then decisively ignored them.
Anyway, he said hello.
So he just stated his needs.
'Birthday present.'
Producer: ? ?
Normally, this guy also likes to ignore what other people say, but he doesn't seem to be this irritating.
"What? That little guy you picked up also had a birthday recently?"
Anmi tilted her little head.
'Of course, if you want to choose some birthday gifts, for children, you can give them some small decorations, things they like. In fact, a music box is also good, play a song of the dead - oh, I forgot, your child likes to eat, right? Hahahaha...'
Anmi:!
After a moment, the producer pressed the developed voice message.
"Anmi doesn't just like to eat! Anmi doesn't!"
Producer: ...
The producer listened to the baby voice in the microphone and looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Everyone else stood up straight.
Ah, ah... Is this the cub raised by Fu Gan?
"That music box, uncle, can you give Anmi one?"
Then the little guy gave up the clumsy typing and asked directly in a soft and polite voice.
Producer: ...
Just like his dad.
It's amazing.
How can the adopted child be so obedient?
"Of course you can, but I want to know one thing."
The producer smiled with a child-like smile.
"You'll probably pay, right?"
"Can Anmi buy on credit?"
The cub thought about it.
"Otherwise, Anmi will trade with you! Anmi can make wreaths and draw now!"
The voice on the other end was too soft. In fact, the producer who charged Fu Gan double the money every time felt a slight pang of conscience.
He coughed softly.
"Okay, I'll send you a few styles now. You choose one, and then I'll send it to you together with the batch of goods your father ordered. But I'll wrap yours in colorful wrapping paper, so remember to pick it up—"
But a birthday present?
Or the little cub wants it.
The producer thought about it.
"Come to think of it, you're not going to celebrate Fu Gan's birthday, are you?"
Anmi:?
"Yeah, is that when my dad's birthday is?"
"I advise you not to. Whenever that guy has a birthday, something really bad always happens. You should know the rules about your father, right? He's just unlucky."
"Oh, it's that time. Then Anmi will wait for your things, uncle!"
"Oh, and uncle, don't tell anyone, Anmi has already deleted the chat history! I want to give Dad a surprise!"
Producer: ...
No, you're just a stubborn guy!
Also, who did he learn this from?
By the time Fu Gan came back, An Mi had already arranged everything.
However, Fu Gan's expression looked very subtle.
He stared at the little cub, and little Anmi looked a little confused.
"dad?"
Fu Gan picked up the little cub and let out a long breath.
"Don't you have anything for Daddy?"
Anmi is alert.
"No!"
Fu Gan's face looked a little sour.
Finally, he calmed himself down and went to sleep with the cub in his arms.
Of course, the main reason was that after discussing some things with Xie Ning, Fu Gan noticed the wreath that Xie Ning always wore on his head.
A gift from Anmi.
Anmi was given to that bastard, and not to dad!!!
The old father, who was already unhappy, looked even more depressed.
However, ever since Fu Gan lost his temper with An Mi last time, he has been determined to be an emotionally stable head of the family.
He couldn't lose his temper with the cub!
He is a very reliable patriarch.
The more Fu Gan thought about it, the more sad and angry he became.
He took the cub in his arms, cradling it, and said muffledly, "Sleep."
Anmi raised her head and rubbed her father's chin.
Speak softly.
"Anmi likes daddy."
Little Anmi doesn’t understand many things.
But the little guy knew that he liked the father the lamb found for him.
He will strive to achieve the lamb's goal -
The gloomy head of the family instantly relaxed his brows because of this sentence.
In the next few days.
The players are having a hard time.
The three veteran players ultimately couldn't make it past the fifth day.
Even though the Komisuya Hotel seemed to have relaxed its guard against them.
The last three old players died tragically.
Jiang Fei, Chen Chen and the female player all survived in this weird way by occasionally meeting Anmi, accepting Anmi's "tasks" and completing Anmi's "tasks".
It collapsed several times in the middle.
But now they also learned some of the truth about the Komisuya Hotel -
A conspiracy was once brewing here.
This was once a sacrificial site.
All the people and residents here died in a fire, and before they died, they were all treated inhumanely.
Most of the monsters here are damaged cultural relics in the hotel, and these hotel staff are recruited from nearby and are related to the Komisuya Hotel - or they are the ones who died because of the Komisuya Hotel.
Those who were actually at the Komisuya Hotel were thrown into the numerous small ponds in the garden.
There is absolutely no way to leave the Komisuya Hotel through the main entrance.
While spending time with the cubs, I prepared a birthday surprise for the salesman, and kept piecing together the 'mission items' distributed with the cubs.
The players also basically understood the original situation.
The exit of this hotel is on the tenth floor, where there is a rooftop where you can leave the Komisuya Hotel.
Of course, the overall situation seemed simpler than they had expected.
This copy seemed to be intended to let them know all this.
So they managed to escape many places where they were sure to die.
If those three people had not always thought that since Anmi was a puppet, she must be a commodity placed on the shelf and must be a necessary condition for passing the level, and wanted to attack Anmi, those three people probably would not have died so miserably.
His hands and feet were chopped off by the front desk, his organs were removed by the waiter, and finally he was dragged away by the cleaner and thrown into the pond.
Then the housekeeper cleaned up and there was no trace of them in the entire hotel.
Of course, Anmi is happy to see such a situation.
After all, if these players were dead, no one would be able to help Anmi blow up balloons, and no one would be able to help Anmi do various things.
It's the sixth day.
Tomorrow is the head of the family’s birthday.
The atmosphere of the entire Komisuya Hotel looks very different.
The original appearance slowly emerged: burnt walls, carpets with countless black holes—
These days, the most common thing for the employees of Komisuya Hotel is mending.
How could little Anmi live in such a shabby place?
Don't worry! Fix it!!
And in the blink of an eye, it was the last day.
Anmi brought the exhausted players to the 'small black room'.
"What are you going to do today?"
Jiang Fei had been tormented to the point of losing his temper.
He looked at the serious little guy.
Little Anmi was also looking at him.
Then—Little Anmi pulled open the curtain behind her.
Number Five was also swaying behind little Anmi.
The players looked at the bags of balloons and various decorations that appeared in front of them.
"That's what we're going to do today!"
Little Anmi clenched his fist to cheer them on.
"You can do it, thank you!"
Three people, a whole day, a few bags of balloons, a bunch of decorations, and a miracle...
The three players stared blankly.
I'm about to collapse. I'm really about to collapse.
The live broadcast room is also boring.
"Although it's certainly fraught with danger, I still feel like there's still a chance of survival. Not to mention there's a neutral NPC constantly providing clues and props... This is a great asset to have, but—I really didn't expect the ending to be like this—"
"Haha, I wrote down a whole notebook of things, and in the end I emphasized the importance of having strong lung capacity."
Which unlimited flow game is good and tests your lung capacity?!
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