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Su Xiaoxi, who returned to the ward, couldn't recover for a long time.

What a shame.

It was really embarrassing just now.

She would rather be dead in the heart of the 9th, and never contact her again.

Just assume she never existed.

Unfortunately, No. 9 didn't realize her feelings.

Instead, he threw her a prop and told her to keep in touch with him for 24 hours.

[Invisible walkie-talkie: SSS-level props, can be used continuously for 23 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds, with a cooling time of 1 second, and can be used cyclically. The invisible and intangible walkie-talkie exists in your mind, and you can contact the other party anytime, anywhere! The signal grid is always full, full of security! A walkie-talkie that even deaf people can use, great! 】

Good guy, it's worthy of being a programmer, and it's all SSS-level props.

Su Xiaoxi was greedy again.

While she was keeping her saliva, she heard number 9 contact her on the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"Have you returned to the ward?"

"Yeah." Su Xiaoxi just wanted to ask him, "Why don't you take it out sooner if you have such a good thing?"

Take it out early, she won't be so embarrassed before!

"..." No. 9 waited for a long time before returning to her, "I'm sorry, there are too many props, I forgot there is such a thing."

show off.

This is ostentation.

Listening to the tone of No. 9, the SSS-level props to him are just like the rotten cabbage in the vegetable market.

Su Xiaoxi was so angry that he had liver pain, and he couldn't help but cried in the baby bed.

When her mood recovered, she received a warning reminder that her role task had not been completed.

The countdown to her role mission is only half an hour, but she hasn't submitted an answer yet, what kind of illness did she have on earth?

No way, she had to ask for help on the 9th again.

I have to say that this invisible walkie-talkie is really easy to use, because it relies on conscious communication, so she has no physical restrictions on her own baby.

"Brother, do you know what's wrong with me?" Su Xiaoxi went straight into it, without scribbling at all.

No. 9 was silent for a few seconds and replied, "Sorry, this is your character's mission. I can't tell you, otherwise it will affect the fairness of the game."

okay then.

Su Xiaoxi pouted his lips regretfully and looked at his task panel.

In fact, she already had the answer in her heart, she just wanted to find the 9th to verify it, but she didn't expect him to refuse so simply.

However, he didn't know whether it was a coincidence or that he was really biased against her on purpose.

Give it a try, and it just so happened to confirm each other's guess.

Su Xiaoxi hooked up his mouth and submitted the answer to the task in his task panel—I'm not sick.

Swish, the task panel flashes a few times.

Her heart jumped a few times.

Soon, she became calm, prompting her that the role task had been completed.

New character mission-[Grow up quickly, grow taller and get fatter! 】

Su Xiaoxi: "..."

Even if you grow taller, it's ridiculous to get fat.

The task is very vague, and there is no word on how to complete it.

What's more, in seven days, where can she grow taller, and what she can become fatter.

On the whole, this is also a very shabby task.

Su Xiaoxi rolled his eyes at his task panel, then put it away, and thanked No.9.

"Thank you brother, my role mission has been successfully completed!"

"it's none of my business."

"Brother Haoba, what are you doing?"

"Say something straight."

Su Xiaoxi, who was so congested: "..."

But this kind of little difficulty that can't catch up with each other, how could it defeat Su Xiaoxi.

She readjusted her lovely tone, and continued to ask: "Brother, if you come to be the dean, where would the dean go before?"

"nothing dealing with you."

Su Xiaoxi was speechless, this little programmer brother really used the eight-character mantra of life to the extreme.

It's your shit, it's my shit.

It just didn't tell her so directly, it seemed to save her a bit of face.

Su Xiaoxi took a deep breath and said seriously and frankly: "Brother, let me ask about something that has something to do with me."

"Say."

"Do you know the player Fu Senmiao? I saw his name in the logbook, and I saw that he successfully stayed for seven days and cleared this dungeon. I don’t know where he went back to the game lobby and where is the next dungeon to go. ?"

Even if she couldn't hear from him, she wanted to trace his footsteps and feel every copy he had experienced.

Since there is no way to escape these dungeons, then she at least wants to choose the meaningful ones until the ninth game is cleared.

This time, No. 9 was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Su Xiaoxi felt that he probably did not want to answer her question deliberately.

However, when Su Xiaoxi was about to fall asleep, the number 9 suddenly rang in his mind.

"What is your relationship with him?" His voice was a little unusual.

Su Xiaoxi perceives this keenly, and she subconsciously asks: "Brother, do you know him?"

On the 9th, she didn't answer her question, and asked her, "Is he your enemy?"

Su Xiaoxi didn't answer his question either, but instead asked him nervously, "Brother, have you seen him somewhere? You must have heard his name? Otherwise, your brother will definitely not react like the way you are now. ."

It's Fu Senmiao, she has been messed up.

No. 9 fell silent again.

This time, he really ignored her and stopped replying to her completely.

…

Su Xiaoxi didn't believe in evil, and kept talking to him, babbling.

But she cleverly didn't mention Fu Senmiao's name anymore, instead she talked about all sorts of messy things.

"Brother, I'm really homesick now. I don't know if the time here is different from the reality of the world. If my parents knew that I was dead, they would be very sad, right?"

"I really want to be able to clear these broken dungeons as soon as possible! Oh brother, I am not saying that the dungeons you designed are not good, but I am very homesick and want to see my parents soon..."

"Brother, are you hungry? I'm a little hungry. The milk you gave me before is delicious. Can I have a little bit?"

"Hey hey, can brother hear you? I miss you!"

Su Xiaoxi unilaterally "said" many, many things.

Anyway, lying on the hospital bed, being a little baby is very boring and can't do anything.

And she can't speak, can't walk, and she's already holding back crazy.

Finally, there is a channel for "venting".

Besides, no matter how much you say, you only need to move your heart. It is completely effortless and will not be dry.

In this case, Su Xiaoxi couldn't help saying more and more.

In the beginning, she might be trying to impress Number 9.

But in the end, it was purely to vent her boring and aggrieved emotions, taking the number 9 on the walkie-talkie as her emotional trash can.

What she said were meaningless things.

No. 9 feels that she is really free, and even hears her chatting until the evening.

"Brother, I'm so hungry, I can hear my stomach groaning, it's pretty cute, but you can't hear it."

She praises her cuteness, she has a thick face.

No. 9 couldn't help pursing her lips, but he knew that she was talking nonsense.

She lives in a baby ward and doesn't need to eat. The nurse gives them a drip to maintain her nutritional status.

but…

He still picked up his mobile phone, dialed the phone, and asked people to send Su Xiaoxi over.

…

On the way Su Xiaoxi came, he was always babbling.

"Brother, I know you won't leave me behind! We can contact you 24 hours a day. Of course, we must be blessed and enjoy the difficulties!"

"..." No. 9 gave her a bottle of soaked milk without expression, "Go back to bed after drinking."

"Thank you, brother, for the supper for me. When I return to the game hall, please come back." Su Xiaoxi's eyebrows curled up, holding the bottle and starting to drink.

This time she didn't know why she became stronger, she didn't need him to feed her, she drank casually and comfortably.

After eating and drinking enough, Su Xiaoxi was able to twist the tissues on the armrests of the sofa and wipe his mouth. The voice of milk said with milk, "Thank you, thank you, brother, brother!"

No. 9's lips twitched twice and waved his hand: "Go back to sleep, you are the age of your body."

Su Xiaoxi's eyes flickered, nodded vigorously, and raised his soft arms, "Brother, brother, hug!"

At the age of a little baby, he is not guilty of selling cuteness.

After all, No. 9 ate this set very much, and finally he really hugged her personally and sent her back to the baby ward.

I was noticed by other babies in the baby ward, but they couldn't speak, so even though they were suffocating in their stomachs, they could only cry and fell asleep.

Su Xiaoxi was full of sleep amidst the babble, babble, babble, and cry.

…

After waking up, Su Xiaoxi sat up and met a pair of equally immature and clear eyes.

On the No. 8 hospital bed not far away, Xiaowen sat up, looking at her with some hollow eyes.

It seems that I slept for too long, and everything hasn't reacted yet.

Su Xiaoxi blinked at him, making gestures-are you okay?

Xiaowen shook his head. He couldn't understand Su Xiaoxi's gestures, but he had props.

I don’t know what his props were originally used for, but he controlled the pile of wood to float in mid-air and pieced together four words—

I have been poisoned

Su Xiaoxi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked for number 9.

"Brother, brother, good morning, are you up?"

"what's up?"

"Brother, Xiaowen woke up, but he said he was poisoned! What should I do? The kidnapper poisoned him? But after coming in for so long, I haven't seen the kidnapper at all!"

"Don't worry." No. 9 replied with only three words, almost not killing Su Xiaoxi in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, both Su Xiaoxi and Xiaowen were taken to the office on the 9th.

No. 9 is wearing a meticulous white coat with a pen in his hand and is reviewing documents.

Seeing that Su Xiaoxi and Xiaowen, two fat dolls, were placed on the sofa, sitting in rows, with four big round eyes staring at him, he couldn't help but laugh.

However, he did not laugh. As a programmer, he has his own professional ethics and a mysterious image that he should maintain.

So he cleared his throat, solemnly, and asked routinely: "Xiaowen, how did you get kidnapped, do you remember?"

Xiaowen nodded, trying to speak, but found that he could only pop out words in a single syllable, and his tongue was knotted, which made it impossible to organize the language.

When he was in a hurry, he couldn't help crying.

Su Xiaoxi tilted his head and looked at him sympathetically.