Collapse, my pirated Golden Garden!

Mission canceled.

Instead, this sentence made Morin even more confused. Aren't they a peacekeeping force?

Did the peacekeeping mission get cancelled?

The war has already started, and it is so fierce that many people have died. We shouldn't be so rash.

He wanted to send a message to his superior to find out about the matter, but he found that his cell phone had no signal. It must be that someone had used a jammer.

Now that he couldn't get any news from his superior, Mo Lin planned to take a look at the message sent by Qianjie.

Just when he was about to open the message Qianjie sent him, footsteps were suddenly heard outside.

Morin put down his phone and saw the burly man who had kidnapped him twice in a row. Morin raised his pistol and aimed at him. Although he couldn't kill him, it could ease the fear in his heart.

The strong man stopped.

Maureen couldn't help but hold his breath.

The ruins fell into silence, without even the sound of wind or grass, only a few flames were still burning.

The sturdy man squatted down gently, wiped the blood on the ground with his fingers, put them together and smelled them.

The feeling on my hand was warm, and the smell of blood was pungent, different from the smell around it, indicating that the person who had just bled out had not run far away.

The sturdy man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and just as he stood up, he heard footsteps behind him.

Mo Lin also saw Qianjie, who was a little dirty, coming here.

Qianjie held the pistol with a fierce look in his eyes, staring at the burly man.

The sturdy man stared at the dark cave entrance and slowly raised his hands.

Qianjie and the strong man made sounds that he couldn't understand. It seemed that two people were communicating.

Mo Lin, who was observing from the side, was a little distressed. How could he get the information if he didn't understand?

After repeated consideration, Mo Lin decided to open his phone to check the message Qianjie sent him, but he had just come up with this idea.

The two men seemed to have lost their way in the talks. Qianjie pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sturdy man knew that he was going to die, so he took out a box from his arms and pressed the trigger.

The bullet pierced through the strong man's head, blood splattered on the ruins behind him, and he was knocked down like a rag doll by the force of the bullet.

“Just… die like that…?”

Even though he was used to seeing corpses, Morin still couldn't bear to see someone die alive in front of him.

And such a huge problem for him was destroyed by Qianjie's hands?

Is this what is called a system bug?

Although I can't kill it myself, I can ask someone else to kill it?

Mo Lin was somewhat delighted. In this way, it would be great to travel with Qianjie in the future and learn how to unlock Qianjie's secret.

then…

Soon his happy thoughts were drowned out, because he saw a missile in the sky with a long trail of fireworks falling straight onto the sturdy man's body and exploding violently.

It swallowed up the two people in just a moment.

...

"call!"

Maureen sat up in bed again.

This time his condition was better than last time because the pain was cut in half.

But it still hurt, and he still grimaced.

"System, how can you say this is a function of entering dreams to resolve people's problems?"

"Why don't you just call it 100 Ways to Die by Morin?"

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"What the hell is this?! How did they summon a missile directly?!"

"Missiles are free!"

"And he brought Qianjie with him, JJ!"

Miss System listened to Morin's complaints silently without saying anything. In the dream function, all the deductions were beyond her control.

Everything depends on the dream entering function, and you can deduce the most reasonable result yourself.

Therefore, being killed by a missile is not an unreasonable result, on the contrary it is very reasonable!

As for where the rationality lies, she doesn't know...

Miss System has always been nice to him.

So Mo Lin's heart softened as he looked at Miss System who had been silent the whole time. Originally, he was not too angry, he just wanted to complain about why the Dream Entering System was called Dream Entering.

If this really happened, wouldn't I have died a thousand times?

But the result this time was still good. At least the experiment showed that if the person who kidnapped him died, he would die too, and he might even die in a very outrageous way.

And knowing part of that body's identity.

Maureen comforted herself in this way.

After experiencing two deaths, even though the dream function can quickly replenish Morin's mental strength, he will still feel tired.

"go to bed!"

Morin wiped the cold sweat from his back and face, then randomly found a suitable place to fall asleep.

And fell asleep quickly.

And in the room next to him.

After Qianjie dreamed that he and his captain died on the battlefield together, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed unconsciously.

His originally tense body also relaxed for a rare time. His stomach rose and fell, and he made a snoring sound like a lion's roar.

...

early morning.

It was rare for Mo Lin to get up so late today, and it was rare for Qianjie to get up so early.

Qianjie originally had very thick dark circles under his eyes, but now they have faded a lot, probably because he slept soundly.

However, the dark circles did not disappear but moved from Qianjie's body to Molin's.

When Maureen came downstairs with dark circles under his eyes, Mebius, who was still browsing on his phone, was visibly stunned for a moment.

then…

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

"You little brat, what were you doing yesterday? Why do you have such dark circles under your eyes?!"

Mebius laughed so hard that he fell on the sofa, holding his stomach, and even ignored the phone that was originally on the dot.

Morin walked to the sofa without any mercy, turned Mebius around, made some space on the sofa, and sat down.

He said without hesitation: "Doctor, we are the same, so stop making fun of each other."

"Look at the dark circles under your eyes. Even makeup can't cover them up."

When Mobius mentioned this, the scars in her heart were revealed, and she was stuck in laughter.

In fact, when Blanca was still there, the dark circles under her eyes were not so obvious. At most, before the laboratory exploded, she often worked overtime to do experiments.

Now that Blanca is gone, most of the work that Blanca handled fell on her, so even though Mobius came back early, he was actually just bringing work home to take advantage of Qianjie's meal.

Just like last night, Morin estimated that he had already completed a fancy death, but Mebius was still processing the documents!

Woohoo, Blanca, my Blanca!

"No, if this goes on, Blanca and I will die suddenly. We need to hire people. I must hire people!"

Mobius thought of this and sat up on the sofa so fast that an afterimage appeared.

She clenched her fists, looking motivated.

"is it?"

Maureen smiled.

"What? No way?!"

"It's not impossible. If you still have money, Dr. Mobius, why don't you consider paying the rent for next month?"

"After all, other places require a deposit, but I don't have one here, so I just need to pay the rent for next month!"

The moment Mebius heard Morin's words, he immediately lay back down, without any of the motivation he had just shown, looking like he had just woken up.

"Huh...? What are you talking about, kid?"

"I just woke up?!"

Morin found it a little funny, but then he thought about it and wondered why the Golden Courtyard had so many tenants who had not paid their rent.

Including Grayshu, although Blanca had already paid for Grayshu's food and accommodation to Mebius.

But the money has already gone into Mebius's hands, how could he possibly get enough to pay him rent?

But...Molin didn't care too much.

To put it in a more human way, everyone in the Golden Courtyard is one family and there is no need to be so fussy about it.

To be more realistic, the little robot modified by Mebius is actually quite valuable. That little robot alone can offset a lot of rent.

Just take the artificial intelligence alone and put it on the market and it would sell for at least hundreds of thousands.

And that unknown battery has been used for such a long time without needing to be charged. How could it be simple?

The entire Golden Courtyard was cleaned spotlessly by the little robot. Just based on this fact, Morin and other tenants would not care too much about whether Mebius paid the rent or spent money on meals.

Because the convenience brought by Mobius can be enjoyed by everyone.

Chapter 62: Really Warm

"Little Grayshu? How is it? Did you sleep well last night?"

Mebius sat up again, and saw the adorable Grayshu who was holding the teddy bear, rubbing her eyes, and still sleepy.

Compared to the Gresh that Mebius saw yesterday, Gresh today looked more like a child of her age.

Perhaps it's because he hasn't woken up yet, so his true nature is exposed?

After all, no matter how cold-hearted people are at this age, they won’t be that cold.

The reason why Grayshue behaved like that before was purely due to her family environment.

After hearing that Blanca could spend her birthday with her, Grace should have been very happy, but she suddenly had to go on a business trip and was too sad, so she showed indifference.

When she moves to a place with a better environment, Grayshu's heart will slowly melt and return to her true character.

"Ah."

Grayshut's mind cleared up a little when he heard Mebius' voice, and his silly and cute demeanor slowly disappeared.

She took small steps to the sofa, and Morin made room for her, so Grayshut sat next to Mebius.

Because Grace was still young and her body had not fully developed, she had to tiptoe gently when sitting on the sofa.

"Grayshudder asked for leave yesterday because she was moving. Do you still need to go to school today? Which school are you going to? If it's on your way, I can just give you a ride."

Maureen sat down on a chair nearby and casually asked Mebius.

Mebius thought seriously about what Blanca said for a while, then replied, "It seems that he is in the same school as you, but he is still in the junior high school class. If he is in the same campus, he should be on the way, right?"

"Saint Freya?"

Maureen's tone was somewhat surprised. She didn't expect that they were from the same school.