Chapter 196 Chapter 196 You, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes! Your intentions...
Since its birth, this world has been like a tide, rushing in one direction.
The individual cannot be brought back, the copy cannot be brought back, and even the system cannot be brought back.
They are uncontrollable and can only move forward, rushing towards destruction.
It's like an unstoppable flood. When everything starts to accumulate, we lose the ability to control it.
Such accumulation is called destiny and rules.
The so-called S-level copies are nothing more than the most tragic products born under such a torrent, and the top bosses of these S-level copies are nothing more than the most tragic NPCs planned by fate.
This is a very common situation.
No matter how strong a person is, if he is constantly suppressed, he will unconsciously conform to the past and be haunted by depression from birth to the present.
But Anmi is different.
As a small puppet, as the original killing weapon.
He himself has no experience of being lifted up and then thrown down.
Because he couldn't perceive it, he tried harder to perceive it, and then gave back the little bit of good he felt to those around him.
Like an amplifier, and naturally cheerful and lively.
And he is extremely stubborn in the things he believes in.
Such a character is flawed.
To some extent, such a personality will undoubtedly cause people a lot of headaches.
Just like Fu Gan’s catchphrase during that period was to shout “Anmi”.
He is full of curiosity and is passionate about everything. If he has not seen or tried something himself, he will definitely take a look to find out more.
Even if you carry him away the next second, as long as you put him on the ground again, he will rush over to take a look even if he has to fly over the eaves and walls.
But same.
In this kind of world.
Anmi's passion from beginning to end and her insistence on fulfilling her promises at all times are a huge impact on the rules of this world.
Not to mention how many variables he carries with him.
Even with his persistence and actions, he unconsciously affected the entire copy.
So indeed—
Fate has no more perseverance than he.
Fate failed to break his defenses.
Fate doesn't have this ability, and neither does anyone else.
Things that can never succeed, a birthday that is always on the road of bad luck.
That fate that is trapped in a cycle and cannot be escaped, that name that can never be found again—
The producer extended his hand.
He looked at the name on the destruction list and the slightly childish face.
He broke free completely, reached out and lifted the cub into his arms.
Tight.
The producer's voice is complex beyond words.
"How come you are so perseverant—"
It seems as if he is unaware of difficulties and has never tasted suffering.
Even after experiencing so much pain in the past, he only cried freely and looked for his father after he regained the ability to cry. After that, he seemed to be the lively, cheerful, and invincible cub again.
Stronger than any of them.
Now the producer knows something.
It's not just why the main system cares so much about this cub.
It's not just Fu Gan who thinks this kid is so cute that he's eager to be his father.
He certainly has his own special qualities.
Over time, the surroundings changed color.
"Mimi."
The producer spoke slowly.
"Let's do this."
What?
Little Anmi looked at the producer whose eyes were level with his.
There was confusion in his large emerald eyes.
Behind the two of them, Fu Gan had already begun to show dissatisfaction.
From the moment the producer held his own cub.
Okay, okay, this guy just found out his name and is probably excited.
Considering that he had raised his cub for a few days, it wasn't a problem for him to hold it—
"You'll get bored if you always live in the same place. Otherwise, Mimi, you can recognize me as your godfather and we can reasonably allocate our living time and place. Look, so many of your friends are still here."
The producer began to explain his advantages.
"Besides, your dad's place has such a small playground. I have a fixed salary and can eat as much as I want in the staff cafeteria. Otherwise, let's just stay here first—"
The cub in her arms was snatched away by the black-faced patriarch the next moment.
Hey!
Good job, you guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes!
Ulterior motives!!!
He said, this guy must have been holding his fart in!
Still fucking dad?
Fu Gan held the baby and kicked the producer.
The producer dodged gracefully and sighed in regret.
Still not giving up, he poked the main system that started to go against that force.
No, how could such a child be given to a guy like Fu Gan?
This guy is such a jerk! If he takes this thing home, it'll be hard for him to see it in the future. You have to do something about it, right? No matter what, you have to guarantee that the baby will be distributed, right?
The main system that has been in a sit-up state for a long time and feels like it will pass out if you are not careful: busy, busy, going, going, going to play.
Xie Ning watched from the side, and by the time Fu Gan reacted, he had already come to Fu Gan's side, reached out to pull the little cub's clothes, and looked up at little Anmi.
Fu Gan and An Mi looked down at him together.
"Mimi."
When Xie Ning spoke and met An Mi's eyes, his fair face looked a little red, as he seemed not very good at saying such things.
"We are best friends, right?"
Xie Ning added slowly.
"Come to my place if you want to play in the future. It's quiet over there."
Fu Gan: ...
roll!
Get out of here!!
And it was at this time.
That last bit of strength did not give up and instead aimed at Xie Ning.
This time, not only the No. 1 Middle School copy was tossed to pieces and collapsed, the entire infinite flow had a tendency to collapse.
At this time, the rule power that initially assisted the development of the infinite flow world began to try to separate the copies that had been out of the control of the rules and regulations, including the No. 1 Middle School and Komi Suya Hotel.
Of course, among the three major copies, that power also wants to retain one.
Xie Ning felt the impact and subconsciously wanted to let go and frowned.
But the next moment.
Anmi reached out and held Xie Ning's fingertips.
Warm fingers clenched.
Anmi looked at him.
Listening to the lamb howling in my ear, that thing still refuses to give up.
Blinked his eyes.
"OK."
Then go and have a look.
at the same time.
Wen Xingyu, who was wandering around the campus, was a little confused.
What happened to this copy?
Why are there so many unfamiliar NPCs?
There were people wearing butler uniforms, dragging vacuum cleaners, and young ladies with elegant smiles. The most outrageous thing was that there was a fat clown with a sweet smile holding colorful balloons and distributing them on campus.
What are you doing?!
As the only survivor, Wen Xingyu opened his eyes wide and looked around, while subconsciously hiding in a safe area.
Is this still a copy of the No. 1 Middle School?
There is a chaotic feeling of an amusement park entering a campus.
Also, the No. 1 Middle School copy was just announced to be temporarily over, right?
So what should he do now?
What to do?
Should he wait until the end of ten days to quit naturally, or does someone help him quit?
Wen Xingyu was very confused.
All the live broadcast rooms have been closed. At this moment, Wen Xingyu is like a lonely boat drifting alone in the infinite flow world, and can only hide in confusion and weakness.
until--
He was found.
A young man wearing a butler's uniform who looked like he came from a high-end hotel grabbed him.
"Here!! That player is here!!"
Wen Xingyu looked horrified.
No way, bro.
What are you doing, brother?
I didn't provoke you, did I?!
"Brother, what do you want to do? I don't have many props on me. I can only get to this position today because of my ancestors' good fortune. I'm lucky. My great-grandfather has no idea how much money he spent on me. Brother, let's talk it out. Don't get into these nonsense. The most important thing is that if I do something wrong, please tell me and I will correct it, right?"
He talks too fast.
Before the waiter could react, this guy had already spouted a bunch of stuff like a cannonball.
The waiter twitched the corner of his lips.
Before I could say anything.
Wen Xingyu, who was terrified, rolled his eyes and fell forward.
——He was knocked unconscious by lightning.
"What did you say to him?"
A cleaner wearing a mask appeared behind him, one hand in the shape of a knife, and the other hand hooked the other person's collar, pulling the other person out.
"Hurry up and do it."
The waiter shrugged his shoulders and spoke unhappily.
"You need to tell me."
"That little guy must be smelling like outside now. Go back early and ask Mr. Fu to change his clothes and give him a bath."
The cleaner spoke slowly.
"Do you have a dog nose?"
The waiter chuckled.
Still smelling like outside?
The cleaner ignored him.
Wen Xingyu was left face down and dragged away.
Soon, they rushed to the top floor of the old campus.
The power of law maintenance is in a tug-of-war with the main system and Anmi.
Just waiting for the last player from No. 1 Middle School to arrive.
Just like when Fu Gan used this power to change Anmi's puppet heart and sent Anmi to other copies.
Wen Xingyu, who was dragged over, was used in a similar way.
Fu Gan had experience, and this time he was more aware of the ability of the Fate of the Rules to travel between copies.
Although he had no intention of helping Xie Ning.
But seeing his own cub holding someone else's hand.
Okay.
Fu Gan thought with a bit of toothache.
After all, he is my child’s first friend.
And the cub will cry. If it is unhappy, it may even cry in front of him.
Not to mention——
The floor beneath my feet was shaking.
The producer controlled everything, Fu Gan took out the bone pen, and the two copies connected their power.
The producer coughed.
There is always a price to pay for trying to resist.
Like the Fu Qian Dynasty in the past and the Li Dynasty now.
There was a taste of blood in his mouth.
But he smiled.
"I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know how to appreciate a favor. I have to give it to you."
destiny?
Fate told him that everything should develop like this.
The name is not important, the past is not important, nothing is important. It is enough to just remember the hatred and vent the hatred.
But there are always people who, from dawn to dusk, from the moment they open their eyes to the moment they close them, would tell him, "Uncle, let's keep looking! Have you searched the Academic Affairs Office? Where else can we find information? The old campus? Then let's go to the old campus! Mimi will definitely find it for you!"
So even after he entered the ghost world, he was still thinking about all this.
So it was broken, so the opponent retreated, so the opponent panicked and wanted to escape.
So tell that to the one who saw the ghost.
I really won’t believe it anymore!
Screw your NPCs, screw your prescribed life, screw your other uncontrollable part of the system power.
An Mi, Fu Gan, Xie Ning, and Wen Xingyu, who was lying face down, disappeared together.
The First Middle School copy is closed.
Li Chao sat down, shook his head and laughed for a moment, thinking of what Fu Gan had said to him.
He murmured softly, "Fu Gan is right. As a parent, you can't be worse than your cubs."
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