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"Ok~Ok~"

Mo Qi turned off the fire, stretched out his hand, ignored the boiling water in the pot, and fished out the sealed plastic bag that had been heated inside.

It was originally intended to wake up the hamster after heating, so she also had a part in it.

"Hey...it's this kind of thing again." Sitting on the chair, the hamster looked at the bag of food in front of him and shook it, "Italian meatballs...how about eating these all the time? "

"If I go to another world, I will try the local food." Compared with the hesitant hamster, Mo Qi has skillfully tore open the sealed bag and poured the steaming food into the bowl: "There is only These, some people want to eat but can’t eat, not everyone has the ability to choose a menu like me.”

He looked up at the hamster, thought for a moment and said, "Or do you want a can of heated vegetable puree?"

"No, that's fine." The hamster also tore open the sealed bag.

Mo Qi nodded: "Well, but don't force it, it's just something to satisfy your appetite. If you're not interested, just put it aside, and I'll be responsible for eating it in the end."

The hamster who was digging up an Italian meatball in the sauce couldn't help but stop, looked up in surprise, and asked strangely: "What do you mean 'something that just satisfies your appetite'?? Aren't you hungry??"

When she came to Mo Qi, she just looked through his drink cabinet, then got drunk, ran out of her original world and took a big circle to relax, and now she has not eaten a grain of rice, which is because the girl's reservedness makes her restrain suppress your own hunger—specifically, keep your stomach from growling.

Well, it's not surprising that Tenno can do this, right?

As a result, when Mo Qi heard the hamster's question, his movements also froze.

Staring at the food in the plastic spoon in his hand, he was silent for a moment before meeting the hamster's eyes and asking a question that made the hamster frown.

"...Are you going to be hungry?"

"Eh?"

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"You, can you stop turning..."

The hamster looked at Mo Qi who was walking back and forth in the small hiding place, and said helplessly, "You've been walking around here for almost an hour."

"Don't make a sound." Mo Qi didn't even give the hamster a look. He just waved his hand to stop the hamster, and his steps didn't stop: "Why are you hungry? Then I used to...Cyka, I can't remember..."

He tapped his forehead with his fingers again and again, looking thoughtful, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything.

Have you lived too long?I even forgot what happened before I entered Tarkov...

The long time has caused Mo Qi to lose a lot of things, and there is nothing left in him that a normal person should have.

His brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and Mo Qi, whose expression was gradually becoming ugly, seemed to have lost control of his emotions due to excessive entanglement.

Hamster didn't expect that just a random question of his could turn Mo Qi, who was calm and flat most of the time, into this state.

If I don't say anything else, the originally pretty facial features will be wrinkled and twisted together?

This thought flashed inexplicably in his mind, and the hamster asked, "Is there no record like a diary?"

In fact, if you are an ordinary person, the world record is simpler and more straightforward. It is a pity that after becoming an awakened person, it is like erasing your name from the world's life list, and you can't find it at all.

"Diary?" Mo Qi was temporarily distracted by this question, but he just shook his head with a gloomy expression: "I don't have that kind of thing."

He vaguely remembered that when a gun battle broke out in Tarkov City and was finally blocked, he had a very miserable life. He lost everything and became a refugee who could only dig out some food from the garbage dump in the corner to survive, like a dog Same.

In the early days, Takov was not short of supplies, but he was a young man from the East, and he had never been exposed to such things as guns even when he was studying abroad. This disadvantage continued until that time. When he found at least one pistol somewhere, he had to fumble for the safety of the pistol for a long time before he knew where it was.

One can imagine what such a "good citizen" looks like in that context.

Later, he was caught by the bandits to work as a coolie. People who don’t have enough food and clothing all day and only want to survive, how can they think of such things as [diaries]?

The cycle of Takov City did not start from the very beginning, as it does now. Every reset is after the blockade has lasted for a long time. The time in the news that the United Nations and the Russian government announced a complete blockade of the Norvinsk region.

Because he was just an "ordinary person" before, Mo Qi didn't even know how to use a gun, and he has been in that oppressed and humiliated environment for countless times.

When he killed the PMC and accidentally won this hiding place, the world seemed to be archived, and the cycle began from this point in time, and by this time, he had no more things before he came to Tarkov City. A shred of memory.

He has never told anyone about this part, and it is buried deep in his heart. The memory of this period is also very vague, but he remembers the humiliation and pain very clearly. This is what happens to people without strength.

This is the source of motivation for him to become stronger, and he has never forgotten it until now.

He just remembered that he seemed to have parents, and also... seemed to have a brother?

I can't remember, all are just blurred figures, so thin that they seem to dissipate at any time.

"So, why do you care so much?" asked the hamster.

"Shouldn't I care?" Mo Qi asked, "Why do you feel [hunger]?"

In fact, this question should not be asked to the hamster, Mo Qi should ask himself: why does he never feel hungry?

"We have clearly quantified even life!"

"But before this, both you and I were ordinary human beings." The hamster said to Mo Qi: "Although our life forms have changed, we still retain these most basic feelings and desires. Awakened people are like this."

But I am not like that.

Mo Qi opened his mouth and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

He stopped his useless striding back and forth, sat on the sofa, and waved his hand to pull out his health status bar. In addition to the health values ​​of various body parts, there were two physical condition indicators below.

[Moisture] and [Energy]

Corresponding to the degree of thirst and hunger.

Outside, Mo Qi needs to always pay attention to these two indicators and the amount of food and drinking water in the backpack.

But in the hiding place, these two indicators will rise by themselves even if Mo Qi does nothing. It can be said that as long as these two values ​​are kept full, he can survive, and Mo Qi can lie on the bed until the end of time.

It seems that the so-called "hunger" I felt before... seems to be just "if I don't eat something now, I may be hungry".

When you really feel hungry is...

"Okay, calm down."

A small hand covered Mo Qi's head, rubbing it gently, as if to comfort him.

Looking up, what he saw was the hamster approaching him, smiling softly.

"I know you're in a hurry, and what you care about is not just [hunger] or something." The hamster comforted Mo Qi's emotions, and said with a smile: "It's okay, all awakened people are different, there is no need Compare yourself to others."

Tenno has the ability to see through the mind and emotions. Although this talent is not as keen when facing Mo Qi, the hamster can still see directly what Mo Qi is struggling with.

It might be better to say that this is also the disadvantage of using the [chat group] as the underlying structure of the administration. Group members don’t meet often. It would be too difficult to see.

At the same time, it is also because we only get together when we are out on the job, and when we get together, we always have endless things to do. For basic things like eating and drinking, they can only talk about taste at most, just like Mo Qi. The cognition is on the right.

Of course, the so-called [hunger] is not the most fundamental thing. Mo Qi has such a big mental fluctuation because of his doubts about himself vaguely gleaned from the matter of "I have never felt hungry".

He always thought that it was because he lived for too long that he lost many of the emotions and desires that a human being should have. During his journey, he was also trying to feel these things from other people.

Just if, I mean if.

He didn't have these emotions and desires from the very beginning, so what should he do?

Anxiety is doubt and fear of self-cognition, and hamsters perceive it clearly.

"What you are still depends on your perception of yourself, rather than these external manifestations." She comforted softly: "And your current state is not suitable for delving into these, right? You have always been concerned about yourself The kind of person whose perception is very clear.”

She deliberately emphasized the word [person].

Mo Qi nodded silently.

"Well, you see, I am often said to be [Void Demon], [Void Paradox Body], etc. I am used to not being regarded as a human being, and I am living well now? We It's about the same." The hamster smiled: "Look, you and I are not in a very good mood, it's better to put these things aside for a while and find a field mission to relax."

"...That's true." Mo Qi took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and nodded in agreement with the hamster's proposal.

The two sat back at the dining table, but this time the taste in their mouths was different.

Because both of them knew very well that what the hamster said was a placebo that didn't even have the effect of treating the symptoms, and it was just "putting it aside for a while".

Because what Mo Qi is looking for is not self-knowledge, but to explore his own essence, but he also understands that it is useless to scratch his head here. He can't think of any strong arguments at all, so he can only stuff these back into his heart .

Just like the C4 that was about to explode, what he did was not to dismantle the bomb, but to add another minute to the detonation time.

For Mo Qi's situation, the hamster couldn't give any good solution, so she could only try to appease Mo Qi as much as possible. sane man.

In this silence with different thoughts, they settled the food on their plates blandly. Mo Qi then invited hamsters to form a team, and picked up a field worker from the mission center of the administration without looking at it. The mission opened and traveled through.

……

[Iris. ]

[...Well, I am here. ]

[Do me a favor. ]

[Hey, this seems to be the first time you've asked me for help... I can only say that I'll try my best, maybe I won't be able to find anything in the end. ]

[That's enough, thanks. ]

[Hmm~ But you also have to pay attention to controlling your emotions, just now - the emotions and strength overflowing from your body scared me! ]

"Ugh!"

Iris sighed heavily.

I've been stuck with trouble.

She couldn't help sighing that the person she had chosen was really well-behaved, and the whole thing was such a big trouble.

Mo Qi's origin... She scratched her hair in distress.

That Tarkov City is definitely not the case, but the hideout from that place is so real, bound together with Moqi, but the hideout is too powerful, even Iris can only act as one and do everything There are so many visitors, its secrets that even Mo Qi can't tell too much, just enjoying the services it provides.

In fact, there are some guesses about Moqi Iris.

She was somewhat familiar with the smell of Mo Qi.

Where have you seen it...?

She raised her head, looked at the boundless void above her head, and fell into deep thought.

--- Author's Word---

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Just got back from the bank, I accidentally fell asleep last night, so I'm so sorry.

Recently, procrastination has become more and more serious. It seems that I have to take some time at noon to write first. Recently, there are many things at night, and I can't spend three or four hours to code words like before.

I wrote a check with the largest amount I have ever filled. I don’t know what a domestic check looks like. A check in Ethiopia requires Arabic numerals and English or Amharic to write the amount. English fills up the text column. Not enough, it seems that the writing is still not small enough.

Such a large amount of money can be written on a piece of paper, which feels very unreal.

Yesterday I went to the office of the Land Bureau and dragged all afternoon. There was no way. My dad was on a business trip. The account number was not in my hands. The bank accounts given to me by this group of corrupt officials were all other people's accounts, and they didn't dare to collect the money by themselves. In the end, each of them took a step back, and I took a check to the bank to transfer money to that account.