Chapter 195: Life on the line
Neither of them said anything else. They were too busy today to cook, so they just ordered takeout. Chu Ge just went on typing, while Qiu Wuji secretly released his spiritual power and paid attention to the changes on Lao Zhu's side.
It was enough for Qiu Wuji to keep an eye on this matter, since Chu Ge's divine consciousness couldn't help anyway. For Chu Ge, no matter how many things he had to do, they were not as important as writing and updating.
Now the plot of Chu Ge is mainly about the protagonist Chu Tiange's experience on the other side of the sea. The strength comparison between the two sides is similar, not a higher power map, and the number of strong people at the same level as Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianlie is also similar to Jiuzhou. More importantly, the customs and habits are completely different. It is no longer a sect system, but a cultivator kingdom system.
Chu Ge refers to some medieval fantasy settings and mixes them with oriental cultivation, adding various races and monsters. There is a lot to write about, and the settings alone take up several pages of documents. Add in various characters, the fall of kingdoms, heroic tragedies, and the flavor of a group drama emerges.
In fact, the white tiger fang that Qiu Wuji needs is here, and this is also the subsequent intersection line of the two sides.
But now the significance of this part of the plot to Chu Ge is no longer purely the plot itself, but the perfection of the world.
The entire world has been perfected, the map has been fully laid out, the customs and culture, and even the architecture and food have all been unfolded, and this world seems like the real thing.
At least people can imagine what the world is like in their minds.
This is of the greatest significance to Chugo.
After the fight with Du Lianfeng, Chu Ge began to have a clearer understanding of his own abilities.
Now I feel that my control over the world actually has little to do with practice... Practice only enables the coordinated use of the art of changing the sky and the earth and the art of space, which lets him know how to try to control it. In fact, the ability to control seems to have nothing to do with the strength of practice.
Now even with this low-level practice, one can directly command the rising and setting of the sun and the moon without writing. Although the level is still relatively low, any lower level is not something that can be achieved with this level of practice!
It was the same in the past. Correcting Yan Qianlie’s White Flame and correcting Qiu Wuji’s ascension were not something I could accomplish with my level of practice. I relied on the GM authority. This is my chess game!
The extent to which one can achieve is absolutely closely related to the perfection and recognition of the world.
The perfection of the world is in your own hands, and how you can make it happen depends entirely on yourself.
But the world's recognition...
Chugo sighed softly.
Now I feel that my critical point is right here, and I can’t get around it no matter how much I go around in circles.
Calvin Choi had a pretty good grasp of people's hearts and knew that Chu Ge really needed this.
If I really want to find someone to help me, who should I ask? Should I ask my parents to help me? I don’t know if it’s appropriate…
The time spent typing always passes by so quickly that when Chu Ge uploaded today's chapter, it was already dusk.
Qiu Wuji walked in and naturally massaged his shoulders: "Are you tired?"
Chu Ge pressed the back of her hand, turned his head and smiled: "Fortunately, the coding went smoothly today."
"I'm paying attention to Mengmeng. Wuxin is going out to buy groceries and cook. Shall we go out for a meal?"
"Well, if you don't want to do it, then don't do it." Chu Ge stood up and said with a smile: "My Qiuqiu is becoming more and more virtuous."
Qiu Wuji also felt that she was becoming more and more virtuous, so virtuous that she even felt uncomfortable. Why did she have to explain to him that she didn't cook? And she was the one who took the initiative and said it in a gentle voice. It was really infuriating.
She pinched Chugo and said fiercely, "I'm not virtuous at all! I don't even want to eat! Quickly imagine my body as not being hungry, I don't want to eat!"
Chu Ge blinked his eyes and smiled apologetically: "Before I can fast...eat with me."
"You are selfish!"
"Emmmm..." Chu Ge carefully handed her a candy: "Have you ever thought that with so many delicious foods, if you don't want to eat them and just watch me eat them, that would be more uncomfortable?"
Qiu Wuji's eyes widened for a moment, and he angrily peeled off the candy and threw it into his mouth: "I won't give it to you!"
Chu Ge was about to say something when his phone rang. He opened it and saw a message from Zhong Yi: "Du Lianfeng and his group have booked a flight at around 7 o'clock and will leave in more than an hour. I've been keeping an eye on it, and there's nothing fishy going on."
Chu Ge replied: "I know. Have you told Lao Zhu and the others?"
"Yeah, that's what I said."
Chu Ge was silent for a few seconds after seeing this, and whispered to Qiu Wuji: "I'm afraid we'd better not eat. I suggest we go to the hospital and stay there."
Qiu Wuji was stunned: "It's not even dark yet, how dare he do that?"
"It won't hurt to be careful. We won't miss a meal."
Qiu Wuji agreed with it and quickly disappeared with Chu Ge.
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In the hospital, Zhu Mengmeng took care of her father for a whole day and patted her waist tiredly.
Her mother died early, and Zhu Mengmeng has always been a little princess spoiled by her father Zhu. She never took good care of a patient. Now she realizes how tiring it is to take care of someone.
But no matter how tired I am, I am still very happy. It is the best thing that my dad is fine. My dad is going to sell the broken mine, so there will be even less trouble in the future. My husband is also willing to reconcile, so we can live happily and have two fat babies, which must be very cute.
I was just imagining what the doll would be called when my stomach started growling. I was so hungry...
Calvin Choi said, "I'll take care of Dad, you go eat first?"
Zhu Mengmeng shook her head: "Go and eat, and bring some for me and dad."
“That’s fine.” Calvin Choi did not insist and turned to leave the ward. Before leaving, he also told the bodyguard: “Don’t slack off, take good care of Mr. Zhu and the lady.”
He walked out of the corridor and went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, opened a toilet door and squatted inside.
It looks like a normal trip to the toilet.
But if someone saw it, they would find that he was not squatting in the toilet at all, but was doing something very strange.
He tore off a piece of toilet paper, rolled it into an arrow shape, and placed it on the box first.
Then he took a step away, as if comparing and adjusting the distance, until he felt it was about right, then he squatted slightly and leaned back against the wall. His posture was extremely strange, as if he was simulating leaning against the head of the bed.
Until everything seemed almost the same, a strange vortex slowly flashed through Cai Zhijian’s eyes. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the paper arrow that had been rolled up in advance on the toilet paper box, and stabbed it into his neck with unparalleled swiftness.
In the ward at the other end of the corridor, Old Zhu was leaning on the hospital bed and talking to his daughter with a smile. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, he turned around, grabbed the fruit knife on the bedside table, and stabbed it directly into his throat!
Zhu Mengmeng had no time to react before the tip of the knife was at her throat within half a second!
A slender hand suddenly stretched out from the void, grasped his wrist, and then Qiu Wuji's entire figure appeared.
She was hiding here and just observed for a few minutes...
Old Zhu threw the knife away in shock: "It wasn't me! Someone wants to kill me! Someone wants to kill me!"
Zhu Mengmeng was stunned: "Qiuqiu...what...what's going on?"
Calvin Choi also hurried over from the bathroom and asked hastily, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
A laugh came from behind: "Old Cai, your silent pantomime is quite interesting, why don't you perform it for a little longer?"
Calvin Choi suddenly stopped and looked behind him with a sullen expression.
A shadow floated behind him and slowly turned into a complete human figure.
Chugo.
The invisibility skill I learned from my mom was not used to spy on anyone taking a shower, but was used to follow a man to the toilet. Before Chu Ge could even curse out his bad luck, he saw a brilliant performance.
Well worth the money.
He was playing with his phone, and said with a smile, "I took a video of Lao Cai going to the toilet. Do you want to see it, Mengmeng?"
Before he finished speaking, his hands felt like they were out of control, and Calvin Choi had already pounced on him viciously and tried to snatch his phone.
With a "snap" sound, Qiu Wuji flashed in front of him at some point and slapped him so hard that he spun on the spot like a top.
Chu Ge laughed and said, "You want to beat me in front of my girlfriend... You're overthinking it..."
Cai Zhijian staggered two steps, panting slightly, but he regained his composure.
He looked at the dumbfounded old Zhu and his daughter, then looked at Chu Ge, and asked slowly: "Why did you start to doubt me? Logically, my ability should not be discovered by you."
Chu Ge was silent for a moment, and said with a strange look: "If it is said that it is due to the writer's imagination... do you believe it?"
(End of this chapter)
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