A tiny black crack actually appeared on the last question mark box in the system mall.
Yan Muhuai tried to explore the crack, and his entire soul seemed to be sucked into an abyss, a boundless and bottomless darkness.
Just one look at it made him feel terrified.
He retreated in a hurry, but didn't understand what was in the crack?
"What's wrong, Master? Are you uncomfortable lying like this? We'll be at your house soon." Rong Jin noticed that Yan Muhuai had opened his eyes and immediately asked in a low voice.
Yan Muhuai shook his head, "It's okay."
He leaned back into a more comfortable position and called thirty-five in his head.
"Master host, do you have any instructions?" Thirty-five responded.
"Look at that question mark box. There's a crack. Can you get in?" Yan Muhuai knew that Thirty-five's attention must be entirely focused on the unbinding agreement, and he didn't notice the changes in the question mark box at all.
The grid suddenly cracked, which might be related to his completion of the strategy task, or it might be because his current merit points exceeded 20,000. His mind was a little confused and he couldn't make the right judgment.
Sure enough, after being reminded by Yan Muhuai, Thirty-five plunged into the tiny crack as if he had discovered a new continent.
Immediately afterwards, Sanshiwu's howling exploded in Yan Muhuai's mind. The cry was so tragic that it felt like he was abusing a child. His conscience hurt for a brief moment.
After all, even he could not withstand the mental attack, so it was conceivable that the small system would feel uncomfortable when it entered it.
However, Sanshiwu's screams only lasted for a dozen seconds.
After it came out, it cried and complained to Yan Muhuai, "Master Host, it's so scary in there. I felt like I was going to be torn apart the moment I entered. Woo woo."
"Yeah." Yan Muhuai was indifferent to its grievances. "Did you see anything?"
He didn't see anything anyway, just darkness.
Although his system is useless, the mall belongs to him after all. Maybe it can see something that he can't see.
"I see!" Thirty-five's tone turned to confusion. "A long, white, pointed, hard thing..."
"...Doesn't your system have pre-job training? What kind of terrible adjectives are you using?" Yan Muhuai wanted to hold his forehead when he heard this.
Maybe when he has time, he can teach thirty-five languages.
"Um... it's something I've never seen before, and it's enormous. I'm too small to see the whole thing. If I could stay in there a little longer, I might be able to fly higher and see it." Thirty-five said a little embarrassedly, "But it would be very uncomfortable if I stayed in there for too long. It might take several trips to see it clearly."
Yan Muhuai didn't ask for too much. "Okay, take your time, but your first priority is to find the main programmer and ask about the countdown."
"Yes, Master Host." Thirty-five answered loudly.
After talking to the system, the car arrived at the locust tree courtyard.
Rong Jin wanted to carry Yan Muhuai out of the car directly, but was rejected.
Yan Muhuai is weak now, but not to the point where he cannot walk. Besides, there are many people coming and going on the road, so he doesn't feel embarrassed. It will just make others think that he might be dying.
After entering the house, Ming Fei boasted to her boss that she also had a room in Yan Muhuai's house.
Rong Jin frowned and wondered whether he should fire this arrogant assistant.
Yan Muhuai smiled and said, "He sleeps in my room, he doesn't need a separate room."
"That's right." Rong Jin's handsome face was tense, but fireworks were already blooming in his heart.
Ming Fei didn't expect that instead of angering her boss, she was fed a mouthful of dog food by the always kind Yan Muhuai.
The world is too malicious towards her.
"Then I'll go to work first..." Ming Fei floated into the room like a wandering soul and slammed the door shut.
Rong Jin explained to Yan Muhuai, "She might have been provoked by something. She usually doesn't have such a bad temper."
The tone was just like an old father talking about his own daughter.
Yan Muhuai really wanted to punch him in the face. Didn't he know what had happened to Ming Fei? Why was he pretending?
"Master, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first or go and rest?" Rong Jin saw Yan Muhuai's face and his eyes were full of heartache.
"I'm not hungry. I'm going to take a nap." Although Yan Muhuai did not use his own strength to give acupuncture to Chen Sangluo, using magic also requires a lot of concentration. With his current broken body, he would be weak for a while after using such a spell.
Rong Jin helped Yan Muhuai into the room without saying a word.
The room is simply decorated, but clean and warm, which is consistent with the core of Yan Muhuai.
"Master, go to sleep. I'll stay by your side." Rong Jin saw Yan Muhuai walk to the bed and fall onto it. Not only did he not leave, he also went over and squatted beside the bed.
Yan Muhuai's room was not big, with a carpet on the floor, but no place to sit.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Yan Muhuai felt the burning gaze, as if it could burn a hole in his face.
He held on for a minute, then reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Come here." He raised his hand and hooked his finger at Rong Jin who was standing beside the bed.
Rong Jin smiled and lay down on the bed.
Yan Muhuai put one arm around Rong Jin's neck, dragged him forward a little, then raised his head and kissed him.
They kissed for a long time before separating, and a blush appeared on Yan Muhuai's pale face.
"Okay, go out quickly. I can't sleep with you here." Yan Muhuai gently patted Rong Jin's face, like coaxing a child.
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