The girl and I were both stunned at that moment.
I never expected it to turn out like this.
"Then why was he crying on the third floor?"
Since your son, Xiaoyuan, is just a simple three-year-old child, who stole the sea marrow from the storage room?
What Yiyi said at this moment was very crucial.
Indeed, those footprints were definitely not those of an adult; they looked like those of a crying infant.
If I didn't look closely, I would have thought that the set of footprints was left by a cat or a dog.
"Yes, Mr. Zhou, if you hadn't told us, we wouldn't have been able to save Xiao Yuan."
I explained it to them rationally.
At this moment, Yi Yi nodded slightly.
Fatty Zhou shook his head, and the pain on his face seemed to deepen.
"It wasn't him, at least not recently..."
Old Zhou seemed very strange at this moment. The first half of his sentence was very forceful and powerful, which was not like the kind of force that someone of his size could produce.
But when it came to the second half of the sentence, Old Zhou seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon, suddenly becoming soft and limp.
Old Zhou paused for a moment, as if he was recalling something.
He seemed reluctant to mention her child.
That's why I felt that his son, Xiao Yuan, definitely had a big problem.
"Xiao Yuan has contracted a strange illness. I've seen all the doctors who treat it superficially, but they can't cure it."
It can only rely on some sea marrow, and it has to be the kind that has been stored for a long time, to maintain its basic life activities.
Otherwise, Xiao Yuan's body would deteriorate, and he would age rapidly. You see him now as only three years old, but in reality..."
Fatty Zhou carefully counted on his fingers, but after only a short while, he gave up.
He explained that these things were not important; the most important thing was that he remembered the child very clearly in his heart that he had celebrated three birthdays and was now three years old!
Without sea marrow, he would be completely finished!
At this point, I was also at a loss for words.
We want this sea marrow, which means we want to obtain the Dewdrop Branch.
Let this thing's energy be restored, so that it can in turn nourish us.
After all, there's so much more to it than meets the eye.
Not only will it restore all of Yiyi's positive energy, but Lei Jijian and I will also be able to thoroughly enjoy ourselves.
To be honest, even if we take this sea marrow back, I'm not sure if Blue Armor can actually be used entirely on the Dewdrop Branch.
This blue-armored guy has lied to us about so many things.
"I can only survive on this stuff, and I can't go too far away. I thought about carrying Xiaoyuan and escaping to the edge of the city, but if I leave even a little bit, Xiaoyuan's body will ulcerate in large areas."
I really have no other choice!
Feed him a little seaweed every day, otherwise he will not only have skin ulcers, but also pain and crying...
Not only that, sometimes it also exhibits some mutations..."
When I heard this, I was completely shocked.
Holy crap.
This guy meant that his son, Xiao Yuan, wasn't just young and dependent on this place; it was more like he was under some kind of curse.
At least the way I'm looking at him, he must be under some kind of curse, or perhaps someone has placed some kind of seal on him.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a severe punishment.
At this moment, I was also pondering whether it was possible that this Mr. Zhou had unknowingly signed a contract with someone else.
Just like when we met this time.
I don't understand why, if he didn't complete the mission to kill us, what punishment would this Fatty Zhou receive?
It seemed to him that this was a sure-fire way to make money.
If we can't see her, or if there are any additional clauses that state we can't get the sea marrow back, then we're just going to die.
And these deaths are usually straightforward, because we don't engage in any bargaining.
In other words, once Blue Armor signs this contract, we're in a situation where we're practically begging them to flick our heads.
As for this chubby Zhou, who was also unaware of the situation, I think he absolutely had no brains or ideas to try to bargain with Blue Armor.
However, he was subjected to a lot of restrictions and oppression without his knowledge.
Is the fact that I don't fall into this situation also due to the Blue Armor contract?
I'm thinking about this Fatty Zhou; it's very likely that what he encountered was more than just the contract that Blue Armor brought him.
This man in blue armor once said that he would meet many people at the intersection of the deep and shallow layers.
Then why can't he trade with these passersby?
Since he can make the contract effective, he can do this kind of business without limit and make a profit for himself.
Looking at this chubby guy now, I feel a sense of pity.
My son was beaten up like this and is now trapped in this hotel, half-dead.
However, as the saying goes, there is always a reason why someone is pitiful.
If he had simply taken care of his elderly parents, neither he nor his son would have ended up in this situation.
The side effects he just mentioned, and those terrifying mutations, probably mean that his son will grow up out of thin air or something like that.
He remembered very clearly that his son was only three years old.
But I remember more clearly that the set of footprints just now was definitely left by a child.
If there is no other guest in this hotel, and it is a child, then it must be Xiao Yuan.
"That guy who just stole the sea marrow..."
I was about to ask a question when I was interrupted by Fatty this week.
He was very serious, as if he were trying to exonerate his son.
"It wasn't him."
Fatty Zhou's tone was very certain.
"Xiaoya is very weak now, and even getting out of bed is difficult for her. She was just a three-year-old child who could barely walk. How could she possibly steal sea marrow to eat?"
I usually crush this stuff up and feed it to my son according to a certain ratio..."
"Who could it be?"
The girl was also somewhat puzzled at this moment.
"Yes, Mr. Zhou, we heard him crying when we went upstairs, but we didn't see anyone else."
I spoke very calmly.
It's already quite rare that this chubby Zhou was able to open up and talk to us so much.
Therefore, I absolutely cannot suppress his desire to express himself any longer.
If I were to force him to speak directly, it would only turn this fat guy into a silent devil again.
"This inn... has other guests inside..."
Fatty Zhou's words were very heavy.
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