In front of the eldest brother, there were two paintings. Both were of a fat kid. One was of him fighting with someone, and the other was of him munching on a pancake.
Emperor Mingxi's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He clenched his teeth and stared at the paintings.
I want to live, and the King of Hell cannot take me away. I want to see Yu'er grow up safely.
I want to live.
There was a strong emotional fluctuation around the number one brother on the list. 1002 flew over and sensed it, and it was all filled with the desire to survive.
Is Big Brother going to die?
How can this be!
The good boy cried so much that his eyes were about to go blind. 1002 hurriedly searched the space, but found that all the things he had stolen were gone.
All that was left was the reward that the little fat boy had earned from completing the mission, but there was no medicine that could cure the disease.
Brother, please don’t die. I’ll go steal it right now.
The data of 1002 began to dissipate, but hit the world barrier hard.
Damn main system, I fuck you XXX.
There was no other way, 1002 really wanted to find out what happened when it was dormant.
So, he started reading the program's memory,
The progress bar was loading slowly, and 1002 became more and more anxious as he waited, wishing he could delete the data.
After waiting for a long time until everything was decoded, 1002 knew the whole story almost instantly.
The eldest brother was poisoned and dying, so he took the initiative to send the fat boy away. The eldest brother was struggling to survive every day.
1002 suddenly felt very powerless. He was such a loser, he couldn't do anything.
He couldn't imagine what the little fat boy would think if he saw his elder brother looking like a ghost.
When he returned to the fat boy again, he looked at the fat boy with his legs raised and eyes curved, and 1002 said softly.
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