Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

Turning over, An Xiaoxi reached out and gently stroked the place where Su Ming was sleeping.

It would be sad if an object that is supposed to provide some value becomes something to be worshipped and maintained.

What should we do?

There's no use shivering.

It's no use trying to liven up the atmosphere by acting energetic.

When my senior sister was causing trouble, she really went on a hunger strike or hurt herself... but that didn't work.

If it were her sister, what would she do?

do not know.

The outside world is not suitable for ordinary people to survive, so it is best for you to stay here and pretend that you know nothing.

but……

Compared to being totally unwanted like this, maybe it was warmer to be alone with my brother-in-law outside, before I met the monster that No. 72 mentioned.

Now it is really cold.

It was freezing cold, even my breathing was frozen.

12 month 31 day.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Su Ming came back dragging his tired body.

The injuries were not serious, just some scratches. After all, if you can solve the problem by dying a few more times, there is no need to make it so horrible.

"Master, you have met them again."

"Ah."

Su Ming handed the piece of meat from the bag to No. 72.

"You have encountered another monster that can release more than 100 billion joules of energy at a time. It seems that the data from observation No. 72 is not comprehensive enough."

"..."

"It's hard to imagine how you managed to survive against so many monsters. Your strength is much higher than No. 72 estimated."

"Let's test it first."

Su Ming didn't have the energy to chat with her, so he went into the bathroom.

Without An Xiaoxi, it only takes him a few minutes to take a shower.

"Clap."

Wiping his hair casually, Su Ming lit a cigarette and waited for No. 72 to give the result.

"..."

It took at least twenty minutes for No. 72 to turn around.

"Master, these things are more than 99.95% similar to the developer's various data."

"So, it could be her?"

"In theory, yes. Master, I'm sorry, the developer's physical data is much richer and more varied than what No. 72 recorded. The developer has input some of the data, but it's not complete."

"..."

"Also, No. 72 believes that the developers' bodies are very different from humans, and it cannot be proven simply by data."

"fine."

Su Ming took a deep puff of his cigarette and paused, "I have a way to verify it, but it will take a little more time."

"Master, No. 72 believes that you are in a state of mental exhaustion."

"Mental exhaustion means just thinking and being depressed, without doing anything. Do you think I did nothing? Apart from finding something that was more likely to be her, I also cleared the way for Sea Island City."

"Number 72 refers to your mood."

"Mood is not important. Eight out of ten things in life are not as you wish. I am only one out of ten at most."

"..."

No. 72 stared at Su Ming for a while and stopped talking.

12 month 31 day.

Five o'clock in the morning.

An Xiaoxi could feel Su Ming trying to get back into bed as quietly as possible. He must have just taken a shower, so his body wasn't cold at all, and there was still a scent of shower gel.

She pretended to be still asleep and didn't react at all when being hugged.

came back.

This... is the best, right?

Pretend you know nothing.

12 month 31 day.

morning.

During the day, Su Ming would focus on recording the notes copied by No. 72.

"What is this round thing?"

"Portable projectors will be officially put into civilian use and popularized in 2039, with prices ranging from 3000 to tens of thousands of yuan."

If you encounter anything you don’t understand, you can immediately ask No. 72, and then find out how it was made and what core technologies were difficult to break through more than years ago.

"..."

"Hey, has Canon finally figured out how to fully support third-party lenses in 2067?"

"What do you mean?"

"My brother-in-law doesn't really play around with cameras. Canon's lenses have always been very expensive, and they refuse to open up new mounts."

"..."

The daytime passed quickly.

An Xiaoxi had never seen Su Ming feel sleepy, he just spent the day very calmly.

1 month 1 day.

early morning.

An Xiaoxi forced herself to fall asleep.

But he woke up the moment Su Ming opened the door and went out.

Out again.

I won’t tell myself because I think I’ll get into trouble if I know about it.

Go out and ask No. 72 now, and you might get the answer.

Answer……

It's nothing more than doing something for the wife that my brother-in-law mentioned, right?

In comparison, I am too insignificant and have no right to judge.

An Xiaoxi put his hands on his chest, feeling inexplicably stuffy.

What does this mean?

Did I come to this world just to pretend I knew nothing? To watch helplessly?

1 month 1 day.

Three o'clock in the morning.

"..."

Su Ming discovered that after killing those big guys and waiting for the fog to dissipate, the faint fragrance he could smell would attract a large number of monsters.

Sometimes it's just a small thing that can be killed with one blow.

Sometimes the fog was so thick that the big guys were approaching quickly.

Whenever he encountered them, Su Ming would try his best to find out whether there were any human figures inside them that he wanted to see.

"Pfft-"

If there are too many of them and you want to get close without killing them, you will definitely get hurt.

Occasionally, thoughts would flash through my mind.

So what if I see a familiar figure?

"Rumble..."

The ground shook violently.

Ok?

It seems like a super big guy has arrived.

Su Ming clenched the knife in his hand. OK, the stronger the better, practice more and level up... kill more. It would be best if there is not a single one when I need to take An Xiaoxi out. This is not paranoia, it is meaningful.

1 month 1 day.

Five o'clock in the morning.

Normally, Su Ming would have gone home early in the morning, but he didn't this time.

There was a vast expanse of white in front of him, and inside it was something beyond Su Ming's imagination. It was not much bigger than the big guy he had encountered before, but its strength, speed, and attack methods were completely different.

In two hours, Su Ming had no idea how many replays he had read.

In order to find out whether there is a human form inside its body, even after reloading the game so many times, Su Ming still lost a hand and a large piece of flesh was torn off his back.

so……

Su Ming stretched out his hand and stared at his fingertips.

There was a strand of hair wrapped around it. Thin, black hair. About half a meter long. It didn't look like the monster's natural hair.

Vines don't grow hair.

1 month 1 day.

early.

Underground laboratory.

An Xiaoxi tried to wake up as late as possible, pretending to be still asleep. But it was impossible? It must be daybreak, and the person hadn't come back yet.

"Morning, Miss An."

"..."

When I went out, No. 72 was repairing some electrical appliance.

"..."

An Xiaoxi didn't wash up or cook. She sat on the sofa in silence for a long time.

"What about others?"

"...The master is out."

"..."

Obvious answer.

"According to No. 72's observation, the master's strength far exceeds the monster observed by No. 72. Miss An, there is no need to worry."

"..."

An Xiaoxi stared blankly at the goblet in front of her, which still had some red wine residue in it.

Is she worried, or does she want her brother-in-law to be around so that she can feel safe?

Was she worried, or did she hope her brother-in-law would look at her more?