Chapter 45 Chapter 45 (Contains nutrient solution 12.6k plus more) ^……
Yunxi: O_o?
Yunxi just thought that little Gogol was so humorous. Who else could have bitten him? It must have been the other person.
However, considering the other person's young age, Yunxi simply replied casually: "It has nothing to do with you, don't ask about it."
Little Gogol closed his mouth reluctantly.
But when Yunxi finished inspecting his new circus, it was night, and when Yunxi returned to his room to wash up and go to bed, little Gogol came again.
Little Gogol stared at the glaring dark red marks on Yunxi's fair skin and said quietly, "Captain, your lover is really too much."
Turning around, I saw little Gogol’s snow-white head stuck in the small window. Yunxi:???
No, isn't he taking a shower?
The other party is not afraid of getting stye after looking at you all the time???
Yunxi was almost laughing at Xiao Gogol. Before he could say "Unlike me, I only feel sorry for the team leader", Yunxi took out a gun from the player's backpack and "bang bang" two bullets shot out directly past Xiao Gogol's hair.
Just a second before Yunxi pointed the gun at Xiao Gogol's head, Xiao Gogol finally went down.
But when Yunxi changed into pajamas and returned to the room, Little Gogol automatically refreshed again.
Little Gogol cleaned himself up and lay by the window, pretending to be sad with his acting skills which were a little poor compared to the future.
Yunxi said "Oh" in her heart and moved closer to observe the details of little Gogol's performance.
Little Gogol tilted his head uncomfortably, but worried that Yunxi would find out, he snorted softly.
Yunxi's mouth suddenly widened, and he leaned a little closer to Xiao Guogeli: "Can I be angry again?"
Little Gogol:?
He hummed again cautiously.
Yunxi couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth anymore: "Puff puff puff... Can you do it again?"
Next, little Gogol hummed, Yunxi laughed, Yunxi asked for another try, little Gogol hummed again, Yunxi laughed again... In the end, little Gogol couldn't hum anymore.
Little Gogol looked at the captain who was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and wanted to respond to the captain with a big punch similar to the captain's, but he didn't dare to, because he was afraid that the captain would really lick his hand.
Unable to win by fighting or talking, little Gogol simply ran to a corner and became autistic.
Yunxi felt that little Gogol was even cuter. If possible, he wanted to force love on little Gogol - holding him in his arms and sucking him hard, but Yunxi felt that this was too torture.
Forget it, let’s go back and smoke some Gogol.
Oh, I almost forgot. I was too nice to little Gogol just now, so I had to do something bad to balance it out.
But Yunxi had already finished his shower, and he didn't want to go out and fight anyone, so he took out his mobile phone, searched for the keyword [released] on various platforms in various countries, and left indiscriminate messages in the comment section saying [released].
With the [thank you] from passers-by and the swear words from the creators, Yunxi's character acting is no longer ooc.
Yunxi put down her phone and hummed a song in a good mood while replenishing the bullets on the bedside table. She also wiped the gun which was already brand new and shiny.
Just as Little Gogol thought, these firearms were indeed left to Little Gogol by Yunxi on purpose. Yunxi also knew that Little Gogol had the ability to teleport, so she cleaned the guns and sorted the magazines here every day.
In Yunxi's eyes, as long as little Gogol knew that there were guns and bullets here and that he was still near the circus, he would definitely not lose the ability to fight back because of Yunxi's departure.
After Yunxi finished doing all this, he turned around and found that little Gogol had returned to his side without him knowing when.
The other party seemed to have been thinking about something from the beginning. When he met Yunxi's gaze, he couldn't wait to speak: "Captain, who is Kolya?"
Yunxi: ???
"I overheard it," said Little Gogol, "while you were talking in your sleep, Captain."
In fact, it was Yunxi's mumbling that little Gogol overheard using his special ability, but little Gogol would not say it out loud.
Little Gogol looked at Yunxi, whose pupils were dilated with shock, and asked again, "Captain, who is Kolya?"
Unlike before, this time, Yunxi really didn’t know how to answer.
Yunxi wanted to forcefully change the subject, but looking at little Gogol's stubborn, heterochromatic eyes, he sighed and gave an ambiguous answer:
"Kolya is not someone, Kolya is the nickname of my little white bird... Anyway, it has nothing to do with you, so don't ask anymore!"
Little Gogol: "But——"
Yunxi suddenly lay down, then reached out and covered herself and Xiao Guoli with the quilt: "No buts, okay! Sleep!"
Because he was short, the heavy quilt suddenly covered his mouth and nose. Little Gogol almost thought that the commander wanted to murder him: "Ugh!"
Little Gogol struggled for a long time before he finally got himself out. He stared at the scabbed teeth marks on Yunxi's collar for a while, secretly criticizing the captain for his poor vision, while moving closer to the captain.
Nestled in the captain's arms, completely enveloped by the familiar fragrance, little Gogol deliberately rubbed the location of the teeth marks and quickly closed his eyes.
Humph, no matter who the captain’s lover is, the captain obviously likes him more.
That guy, who knows who he is, should just find a deserted place and rot away.
——Little Gogol thought.
*
Yunxi started to act arrogantly with little Gogol again.
But a good life requires not only military strength, but also money.
The circus didn't make much money from ticket sales alone, so Yunxi used the circus's popularity to sell a lot of expensive fake merchandise. These included, but were not limited to, "stones that could change magnetic fields," "crystals that could attract romantic interests," and "jade pendants that could ward off disasters."
Many people didn't realize something was wrong when they bought it, but only realized the problem after they returned from the circus.
How could such a thing possibly exist? They must have been scammed!!!
Damn circus leader, how can you sleep at night after selling us this kind of stuff?!
In fact, Yunxi had fallen asleep, but she woke up laughing when she thought about the things she sold and the money she earned today.
Yunxi: “Ga ga ga!”
Little Gogol who was woken up:?
What is this doing?
Little Gogol patted Yunxi's back in a daze, imitating Yunxi's previous behavior. Yunxi immediately shut up and fell asleep again.
The next day, when little Gogol woke up, Yunxi had already planned a new evil.
Seeing that little Gogol had woken up, Yunxi immediately sent him to call all the circus members over.
"It's a good thing." Yunxi said, "They will know when they come over."
Little Gogol nodded and ran out to relay the story.
The circus members certainly didn't believe it, but threatened by little Gogol, they had no choice but to come "obediently".
Then, they listened to the leader praising them for a full half hour.
Why is he so grateful to them during this period? If it weren't for them, the circus wouldn't be running so smoothly. The circus still needs talents like them to develop. Without them, the director really doesn't know what to do...
The circus members all felt uncomfortable with tingling all over their bodies, and Yunxi stopped and signaled the acrobats to step forward first.
"Here are the lottery tickets and red envelopes I prepared for you. It's a blind draw format, so you can choose for yourself."
The acrobat tried hard to suppress his joy and randomly selected a red envelope that looked the thickest, and opened it—
"Bang!"
Yunxi suddenly fired a small salute: "Congratulations! You have won ten IOUs signed by the group leader for loans from outsiders! You have now inherited this portion of the group leader's debt!"
"Okay, stop getting so excited and get off quickly—next one!"
Circus members: ???
The circus members who were forced to move forward by Little Gogol: !!!
No! I don't want to take the leader's IOU!
But no matter how reluctant they were, these people were still forced to divide Yunxi's IOU and left reluctantly.
Only Little Gogol was left without one, but there were no extra red envelopes here.
Little Gogol walked around Yunxi in confusion and asked, "Is it Gogol's special riddle time now?"
Yunxi knew very well that when dealing with a person like Gogol, the real surprise would be if he didn't follow the way he treated her.
So Yunxi hummed a little to show her agreement, and the next second after she shouted "Ask a question", she took out a gift for little Gogol from her arms.
It is a wooden bird with one gold and one silver eye inlaid!
"That's right! This is the reward for Gogol!"
Yunxi exclaimed, "Although the team leader used borrowed money as start-up capital to build this, it was definitely built by the team leader himself!"
Little Gogol thought that the captain had made a lot of money recently. The money he saw the captain counting was enough to buy a golden bird, and the captain didn't need to borrow money from everywhere.
But looking at the bird in the captain's hand, which was carved from birch wood, with ordinary workmanship, and only its two eyes were inlaid with hand-cut gold gems and moonstones that were quite bright, and thinking of the captain who held his face and looked at it for a long time one night before, and finally said that the silver side looked like the moon, little Gogol's breath missed a beat.
He reached out carefully, took it, and held the lifeless wooden bird in his arms with more solemnity than he did the little white bird that always followed him.
"You like it, don't you? I knew you liked birds so much, you would definitely like this too."
Yunxi continued speaking, his tone filled with pride. "These two gems aren't expensive, but it took me a long time to find one with such a similar color. I even broke several of them while cutting them..."
"Captain." Little Gogol suddenly interrupted Yunxi's endless narration.
The next second, little Gogol looked up and met Yunxi's beautiful green eyes.
He asked, "Kolya, is that the nickname you're going to give me?"
Yunxi: “…Huh?”
*
Yunxi refused to admit it no matter what.
But little Gogol insisted that Yunxi did not have a bird at all. If he had to say it, Yunxi only had this wooden bird, and the wooden bird was carved in his image, so he was the only bird here that belonged to Yunxi.
Little Gogol said seriously: "Isn't what Kolya said right?"
Yunxi really couldn't understand what little Gogol was thinking.
He hasn't admitted it yet, so how come little Gogol claims to have done it?
Also, doesn't the adult version of Gogol really hate "belonging to someone"? Why does the child version insist on being the player's bird?
But seeing the game panel that started to remind him of his ooc status again, Yunxi simply gave up thinking and gave a rude and ambiguous answer:
"Ah, yes, yes—can you?"
Seeing that little Gogol wanted to say something, Yunxi gave him a gentle push and said, "Okay, stop wasting time. If you have nothing to do, go to the kitchen and wash the dishes!"
Little Gogol was interrupted, but he felt better. He didn't refuse. He hugged the wooden bird, muttered "Kolya" repeatedly, and started running out.
"Wait." Yunxi stopped him again, "Forget it, you don't have to wash it. You're too short to wash it properly. Just call the kitchen staff back and supervise him to wash it."
The player finally managed to restore little Gogol's hands, which were covered with frostbite, wounds, calluses, and deformed joints. It would be bad if they were damaged again after washing.
Players don’t want the little Gogol in the DLC to become the same as the adult version of Gogol in the future.
Little Gogol was still cheerful. He saluted with a serious expression on his face. "Yes! Commander!"
Yunxi: Wow—so cute!
Yunxi, touched by little Gogol, left happily.
What Yunxi didn't know was that as soon as little Gogol went out, he performed a face-changing show in front of everyone else.
The short, white-haired boy played with the knife in his hand and ordered another adult male who was more than a little taller than him: "Come here, the captain wants you to wash the dishes first."
The kitchen staff, who were originally working hard to deal with the mountain of waste left over from Yunxi's wooden bird carvings, said: ...
Okay, okay, it's all his business, right? Two living fathers!
*
Just as Yunxi requested, little Gogol just watched others wash the whole time and had no intention of intervening.
The kitchen staff were tired, so they worked more slowly than usual. So, by the time little Gogol finished his task and returned, it was already very late.
Little Gogol carefully settled his two little birds, washed up, and climbed onto Yunxi's bed again.
Seeing that Yunxi seemed to be in a good mood, Little Gogol placed his head on Yunxi's thigh and tentatively asked Yunxi again: "Captain, are you really just the head of the circus?"
Yunxi was originally tidying up her things while humming the Russian song "Little White Cat". She had already reached the part where she turned into a white bird and flew out of the window.
Hearing this, Yunxi paused her singing: "Yes, I'm really just the director of the circus."
Little Gogol: ...I don’t believe it.
He pressed on, "No more? Any other identities?"
Yunxi tilted her head and saw the serious look on Little Gogol's face. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you."
"Actually, I'm still the great savior who came to this world to save people from suffering. Everything I do now is to protect the entire world from destruction. Do you believe it?"
Little Gogol nodded.
"See, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you..." That's not right.
Yunxi turned her head abruptly. "Huh? You even believe that? You don't also believe that there's a Namo Gatling Bodhisattva in the world, who circulates 36,000 times in one breath, and who is compassionate and merciful and saves the world?"
Little Gogol nodded obediently, "If the captain says so."
After all, in his eyes, there is no difference between the team leader and Namo Gatling Bodhisattva.
Yunxi was silent for two seconds, and then——
"Hiss!" Yunxi retreated tactically.
This Gogol was really spoiled by the players who treated him as the head of the circus!
Yunxi began to think frantically about how to let little Gogol get the right education from others.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Russian officials also learned on this ordinary night that a village had been set on fire, leaving no one alive.
To this end, Russian officials quickly dispatched a team with special abilities.
At this time, the team members were conducting on-site investigations with serious expressions.
Half an hour later, the branch with traces of the murderer was brought back and handed over to the psychic in the team.
The psychic closed his eyes and opened them again after a while.
"Circus, a turquoise earring." The psychic's face turned pale. "I can't see any other information. The other party is definitely a psychic, and a psychic much stronger than me."
The expressions of the people present suddenly became serious.
"It's okay, these two pieces of information are enough." Someone comforted him, "This place is very remote, and there won't be many circuses passing by here."
"Well, let's go back first."
…
Just as that person said, it is not difficult to investigate the corresponding circus.
Just to avoid being caught in one fell swoop by powerful psychics, the team members were replaced and many offensive psychics were added.
They disguised themselves as ordinary audience members and set off for the circus.
What these people didn't know at the time was that for greater profits, Yunxi had officially cancelled the stall where he sold things not long ago and replaced it with a fortune-telling stall where he was in charge and little Gogol was his assistant.
Yunxi's face was too young and not very convincing, but the circus members were very respectful to Yunxi. Yunxi himself had an oriental face that was very unfamiliar to the locals, so soon many Russians came to Yunxi out of curiosity and asked Yunxi to tell their fortunes.
Yunxi's fortune-telling stall is enclosed, and only one person can enter at a time. Everyone goes in eager to try, comes out with a constipated look on their face, and refuses to tell what happened when others ask.
Now, Yunxi’s stall has become more mysterious and more popular.
So, as soon as the police officers investigating the case arrived, they learned good news and bad news.
Good news, an Oriental man with a single turquoise earring is telling fortunes in the south of the circus. He is not only a circus member, but also the circus leader. He has a high degree of connection with the circus and should be the murderer they are looking for.
The bad news is that there are too many people around the other party’s fortune-telling stall, and the number of people whose fortunes have been told by him is countless.
But the suspect is the head of a circus, so why does he still come out to tell people’s fortunes?
Could it be that fortune-telling is the trigger for his supernatural power? Or is he using this method to select his next victim?!
The police were shocked and immediately divided into two teams. One team took the fortune teller back for investigation, and the other team pretended to want a fortune teller as well and contacted the circus director himself.
Yunxi had no idea what was happening outside. He was still seriously telling fortunes in his little room.
A young girl said: "Sir, you can tell that I'm a student. I'm about to go to college, but I'm having trouble choosing a major..."
Yunxi said sincerely: "Actually, there's no need to worry so much. After all, whatever a poor student chooses is wrong, and whatever a top student chooses is far-sighted."
Girl:?
Just as the girl was about to get angry, little Gogol beside her started taking notes, saying as he did so, "Smart people... can... choose their own majors..."
Girl: ...
She left the money and left.
The next customer was a middle-aged man: "Sir, do you know how the prices have skyrocketed recently? Can you tell me when it will stop? If it doesn't stop I... I will have to kneel down and beg him to stop."
Yunxi: "Guest, do you think sometimes those things want to kneel down and beg you to be rich? :D"
The middle-aged man stood up expressionlessly and picked up a stool. Little Gogol took out his notebook and wrote down: "Prices...will not stop..."
Middle-aged men:.
The middle-aged man put down the stool, left the money and left.
The next guest was a conservative young man suffering from insomnia. "Sir, I suspect I'm possessed by a ghost. I don't want to ask questions. I just want to get a good night's sleep. Can you help me?"
Yunxi: "Okay, although this is not within my scope of business, I have connections down there, so I can ask other gods if they can help you."
"Look here, hold this pen with me, concentrate your mind, and read after me—"
The young man cooperated: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life and I am your present life. If you want to continue our relationship, please help me write down all the types of insomnia, causes and treatments on this piece of paper in a clear, easy-to-understand and concise manner. Please complete it within 1 hour without any mistakes or omissions..."
The young man felt it was a bit ridiculous, but the pen in his hand was really moved by a huge force.
The Pen Fairy started writing! He wrote on the paper using the language of flowers -
The young man had learned the language of flowers, so he read out loud: "According to the duration of the disease, it is classified as follows: one, acute insomnia; two, subacute insomnia; three, chronic insomnia... Hmm, why did Master Bixian use the Chinese medicine brushstrokes to prescribe an ibuprofen sustained-release capsule in the middle of writing?"
Yunxi who actually controls the pen to write: ???
No, buddy, it’s okay if you understand the first part, but how can you understand the second part?
"Bang!" Before Yunxi, who was incredibly strong, was exposed, little Gogol knocked the guest unconscious while the guest was not paying attention.
Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief: "You're doing well. I'll be exposed in a little while."
Little Gogol, who still hadn't been called Kolya, said: "Hmm!"
Yunxi didn't know what little Gogol was thinking. He waited for a while. Only when little Gogol pushed the guest to the other side to sleep did Yunxi call the next person.
This guest is the police officer with special abilities who sneaked in.
He observed Yunxi and Xiao Gogol calmly, and broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw the unconscious man in the corner.
So reckless... How strong is the other party?
But he still had to test it out, so the police officer bit the bullet and pretended to be looking for trouble:
"Since you're a fortune teller, you should be able to guess what I want to tell you, right? Just give me a guess. If you're not right, don't call yourself a fortune teller anymore. Do you dare?"
Yunxi blinked and held down Xiao Gogol before he could pull out his dagger.
Yunxi said casually: "I dare you, isn't this very simple? You are here to tell fortunes."
The police officer who didn't wait for the next sentence: "Huh? That's it? Are you kidding me--"
Yunxi extended an index finger to her lips and said, "Shh, I'm not finished yet. I've already calculated it for you, and the conclusion is that you only have one life."
"Well, accurate enough, right?"
The police officer looked at the pair of green eyes that seemed particularly indifferent when they looked at him, and then thought about the villagers who were first crippled and then burned to death. They fled in panic after less than three seconds.
Of course, I paid before leaving.
After leaving, the police officer said: "It's terrifying! He is definitely trying to scare me! Also, I am certain and certain that he is the murderer! You'd better send more psychics for support now! Immediately! Right now!"
On the other side, Yunxi said: "Haha, I told you I'm really good at fortune telling!"
as well as--
"It's great to be the head of a circus. I can speak with confidence without using my ID card!"
Yunxi stretched himself happily and waited for a while until the insomniac guest woke up, paid, and left. Then, when he heard little Gogol's voice outside calling him to dinner, he replied, "Here I am!"
*
Having a great time playing here, Yunxi didn’t want to waste his time sleeping at night. As soon as he closed his eyes as the circus leader, his consciousness switched to another game to play with Big Gogol.
But when he returned here, the first person Yunxi saw was not Gogol, but Ryuhiko Shibusawa's face.
Shibusawa Ryuhiko: "Unxi-kun's self-protection and recovery mechanisms are indeed very interesting. It's worth my special trip to help you get into Yokohama... Ah, you're awake."
Yunxi:?
Gogol's voice soon rang out: "Xiao Yunxi actually slept for a full 12 hours—Xiao Yunxi, don't be confused! It should have been 12 hours, but the journey was smooth so we only got there in 10!"
Yunxi's confusion was immediately resolved, but he subconsciously patted Gogol's head twice, his tone as if coaxing a child: "Really? That Kolya is amazing!"
"Tsk." Shibusawa Ryuhiko took a half step back in disgust, making enough space for Gogol and Yunxi.
Yunxi didn't notice, but Gogol realized that what Shibusawa Ryuhiko meant was -
"How disgusting! I didn't expect this clown to be a mother-obsessed person."
Gogol laughed awkwardly twice.
How strange, the clown really didn't provoke Xiao Yunxi this time, right?
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