My iceberg smiled

Chapter 117 The Unsettled Rainy Night
"Uh, this..." Zero's tone suddenly became guilty.

This made Han Qianxiao's gaze suddenly become sharper. He narrowed his eyes and curled his lips, and said, "You know the reason."

This sentence is an affirmative sentence, and Han Qianxiao believes that Zero knows the reason for this.

Zero hesitated for a while and said: "This may, probably, maybe... a small... price after the upgrade."

Han Qianxiao's words turned sharply: "You f*ck say it again!"

Zero was startled and shivered, and the white mist in the space in his head trembled.

"Oh, it's really nothing, it's just a small calamity, and it'll be fine after it's over."

"Little robbery? Let you try dumb!" Han Qianxiao was in a hurry.

Zero comforted: "It won't always be like this. This is a catastrophe that the host will inevitably experience after the system upgrade. After this catastrophe, you will have a qualitative leap in some places."

"A qualitative leap? Could it be that I can kill people with sound waves in the future?" Han Qianxiao suddenly had a brain hole, thinking of the perverted golden finger in the supernatural novel.

Zero said speechlessly: "If you can do that, then you can indeed go to heaven..."

"When will my throat be healed?" Han Qianxiao asked again.

"Probably wait for the next upgrade?" Zero said lightly.

"What! You told me to wait until the next upgrade?"

"correct."

At this moment, Han Qianxiao was so angry that she was spinning around in the space of her head, with her hands on her hips, pointing at the white mist in front of her, unable to say a word for a long time.

She knew that with this guy's pissing nature, the next upgrade would not be until the Year of the Monkey.

Just from level [-] to level [-], the horse-riding person has been promoted for three full years. Could it be that she will be a mute for three years?

I have a dog!

"Upgrading is something like fate, maybe it won't take three years." Zero saw through Han Qianxiao's thoughts again, and added without fear of death.

Han Qianxiao really couldn't hold back this time, and punched the white mist directly.

But the fist passed through the white mist all at once, like punching cotton, with no effect at all.

Ling said: "I'm still young, I don't have a real body."

"Now I know I'm young? Who acted as a father in front of me?" Han Qianxiao will always remember that when Ling Gang brought her to this world again, she pretended to be an experienced host who had brought her to the host for many times, sorry!
He is obviously a rookie who has just become a star of wisdom, so he insists on slapping his face to pretend to be a fat man and pretending to be a great god.

Han Qianxiao feels that this mentally retarded system is a rascal, and none of its words are reliable.

Don't worry, it's a long time coming.

If it has a real body in the future, she must dismantle it and reinstall it!
……

rainy night.Han's mansion.

At five o'clock in the morning, Han Mochen was still awakened by the nightmare that had been repeated for many years as usual.

When I woke up, it was thunderstorm outside.

He got out of bed covered in sweat, turned on a warm yellow desk lamp, and walked to the window.

The boy's face was a little pale, and there was a layer of cold light reflected by the lightning outside the window.

Han Mochen gently touched the heart on the left chest, the heart beat a little faster.

Why do I always feel... a little uneasy tonight.

Worried that something might have happened to his grandmother, Han Mochen went to Mrs. Han's room to check.

The old lady was breathing steadily on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and went back to the bed in his own room, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall back asleep.

(End of this chapter)