My Boss, the White-haired Nun

However, in less than a moment, he raised his head from his palm, looked up at the ceiling, his eyes blinked, his eye sockets were red and swollen, and the lacrimal glands were stimulated and began to secrete liquid, which gradually filled the entire eye sockets.

After a while, his spirit recovered from the chaos.

The moment he closed his eyes just now, he almost fell asleep.

In the previous meeting with Otto, he showed fatigue more than once, his eyes drooping just to cover up the bloodshot eyes.Let his condition not be completely exposed in front of Otto.It's somewhat covered up.

So Otto thought that his tiredness was just an "attitude" rather than a state.

Although, as the master of that virtual space, Gong Ming's physical condition was clearly in Otto's sight when he finally appeared in the space, and Otto knew how bad his physical condition was. Even looking at the data that the ordinary person was already on the verge of sudden death, Otto never thought that Gong Ming's spirit would be in such a tired state.

Gong Ming's goal was achieved.

Now that he and Otto have gone farther and farther on different paths, then these things can still be hidden a little bit.

He couldn't let Otto know that he was so weak.To prevent Otto from having any ideas that he shouldn't have, try again and again.

Otto's attempts are bound to fail, but time and time again the facts tell Gong Ming that even if it is a failed attempt, he doesn't care, but the people around him can't.

If there is any cost, he can't afford it.

He raised his hand and pulled out a screen from the void, searching for the information he wanted with his red eyes. After a while, he felt that the font size he usually set for these files was a bit small, so he opened his hands slightly on the screen, Make that screen bigger.

Well, it's 6:[-] in the morning.

It seems that this meeting didn't take too much time... that's good.

He raised his hand and called out the page of another small program on the system, which was the alarm he had originally set at half past six.

In fact, even half an hour of rest should be meaningful to him at this time, but meaningfulness and comfort are the same thing. He has quite severe hypotension now, and getting up is really too painful for him. one thing.

So he decided to be willful and not rest.

With a beep, he turned off the alarm.

Compared with ordinary people, his current body has no advantage in strength, but in fact, if it is based on the premise of "not dying", in fact, only ordinary people's bodies can do more things than many people think. There are many, and if you don't even have to worry about this problem, then you can do many unimaginable things.

Gong Ming shook his not sober head vigorously, after thinking about it, he decided to give himself some stimulation.

"Xie'er." He said softly, and began to call a certain little girl who liked to wander around.

However, it was quiet around, and there was no movement.

"Xie'er?" Gong Ming raised his eyebrows and asked again.

A faint fragrance appeared in the quiet moonlight, like a tuberose that only blooms at night.

Gong Ming, who didn't feel the familiar sharp pain, was a little surprised. He looked back at the girl behind him, showing a puzzled look.

"Ok?"

Seeing Gong Ming looking over, the girl explained softly: "I still retain a little bit of Honkai energy when I usually rely on it, and the short-lived world is not a big problem."

"It's not easy to save some Honkai in a place like yours. Why bother wasting it?" Gong Ming chuckled. "Come on, help me refresh myself."

"..." The purple-haired girl was slightly silent, and stretched out two small hands to press the sides of Gong Ming's head, helping him gently massage his temples.

"Huh?" Gong Ming didn't intend to struggle, instead he tilted his head back to a convenient position for the girl to move, and said with a smile:

"The technique is not bad, have you learned it before?"

"No, I just saw someone giving someone a massage and doing the same thing." The girl replied gently.

"Then you are quite talented." Gong Ming raised his head and said.

"Go down, go down, right, right, right here, hiss-um-ah~~um-"

Xi'er looked at Gong Ming who was screaming strangely with some amusement, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, but when her eyes shifted to his face, the tired look that couldn't be concealed even with her eyes closed, was closely related to her subconscious. When frowning, the smile gradually faded away.

She bit her lower lip lightly, sighed indistinctly, continued to move her hands, and asked in a low voice.

"Why do you have to work so hard?"

"Think of it as I think." Gong Ming closed his eyes and said angrily, "It's not that De Lisa has thrown so many things at me. That guy Sha gave me a salary increase, it hasn't been paid in a few days, I want to..."

Xi'er continued to do what she was doing, and listened to Gong Ming's chanting silently. After he finished speaking, she said softly: "Miss Teresa didn't ask you to finish all these things in such a short time, right? They are all one-year planning tasks, and you are almost done in three months."

She tilted her head and added, "There's no one else here. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, we've gotten along day and night. There's no need for this. Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"..."

Gong Ming was silent.After a while, he opened his eyes and looked straight at the ceiling.

"Did you know? In that space just now, Otto also asked me this question."

"The Archbishop of Destiny? Then how did you answer." The purple-haired girl became interested.

"I didn't answer." Gong Ming smiled, "When he finished asking this question, we started fighting."

"Actually..." Gong Ming hesitated for a while, as if he was trying to organize his words, and he seemed to be trying to find a reason to convince himself, but after a while, he finally gave up, sighed, and then smiled.

"In fact, I do not know."

"Huh?" Xier was a little surprised.

"Maybe it's a bad habit left over from the past. I always feel that I should do something... In fact, I used to be a very powerful person, with high positions and weights. At that time, I was much stronger than now. My subordinates There is also a group of younger brothers, who walk sideways wherever they go, and smoke whoever is unhappy."

Xi'er laughed "puchi", pressed her hands on both sides of Gong Ming's head slightly, and said coquettishly, "It's like a gangster."