Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"You."

It was the twentieth day since An Ming arrived at the space station. When he passed by a black tower doll, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear, "It's barely acceptable. I asked Ester to find a room for you. You can concentrate on writing in the future."

"Don't worry about the royalties. Ester will call you."

The black tower doll went offline after saying that, leaving An Ming standing there with a confused face thinking about life.

"Ms. Black Tower's original words were 'Go and lock that novelist in a small dark room and let him write for 24 hours non-stop'. I said he would die, so the enlightened Ms. Black Tower decided to only let you write for 20 hours a day," Ester brought An Ming the "good news" that almost made him faint.

An Ming didn't understand how "only", "every day" and "20 hours" could be connected. In fact, Black Tower wanted him to write until he died suddenly, right?

"Can a few credit points destroy my noble, pure and fearless soul? Go tell Heita that she underestimated my character!"

"Ten credit points for one word."

"I'll tell Heita that she's too good at judging people. It only took twenty hours, and I just like typing!"

Esther had long been accustomed to An Ming's changing face speed, and led him to the prepared "small black room". The first thing that caught his eye was the horizontal window with a good view, and the rest was a simple bed and desk.

"You will be a member of the space station from now on, and this room will be given to you as a job benefit," Esther handed An Ming the employee nameplate she had prepared in advance, and looked at him with a smile, as if she was saying "come on" with her eyes.

An Ming immediately had the urge to hug Esther's thighs and wipe his tears of emotion on her fair calves. "I will not let the organization down and do my best! Ah, write!"

In this way, An Ming began his writing career in the space station. Of course, he did not forget the Tongzi he had always thought about. It always felt a little bit lacking without the standard system of the time traveler.

Until the 99th day after traveling to the space station, An Ming had accumulated a considerable amount of credit points in these days, which was the value of a daily account of 100,000 words. There was also a black tower doll in the room that was always offline.

It was simple to say about this doll. One day, An Ming sent a message to the black tower's mailbox that was always offline:

[Great Ms. Black Tower, I have been unable to accurately describe your great appearance in my recent novels. I think that should be a beauty that words can never describe.

If a doll can be placed in a place where it can be viewed at any time, it must be able to describe your beauty and wisdom. Please allow me to use the most authentic words to praise all your beauty.

Your most loyal coder. 】

That day, Esta and Alan watched with horror as the Black Tower doll was sent to An Ming's room, "An Ming, didn't he really reject Ms. Black Tower's confession?"

"......"

Alan did not comment on this, and guessed in his heart that An Ming was now in the process of regretting the ten amber era, otherwise Ms. Black Tower would not have been so good to him.

Esta was thinking about whether An Ming was writing a novel or a diary, which was equivalent to the difference between a love anime and a documentary.

At first, An Ming was very interested in the Black Tower doll, but he gradually forgot about it. Just like all treadmills will eventually become clothes drying racks, the Black Tower doll became a human-shaped clothes hanger at the door of the room, with three hats of different colors on his beautiful hair, and a life-size pillow of Esta and limited edition dog leash of Pepe hanging on his arm.

Of course, he didn't use the doll to do something strange, absolutely not, he is not that kind of person.

On this day, An Ming strolled in the space station as usual. The sudden violent vibration made him vaguely aware of something, until he saw the overwhelming antimatter army outside the space station with his own eyes, he confirmed his guess.

It seems that this is just the first act of the main line, so the Star Core Hunter should have arrived inside the space station now.

An Ming thought for a few seconds whether to show up in front of Kama, but he was afraid of being killed in one second. Now he is a completely ordinary person, so this high-risk operation should wait until the second round.

The most important thing to do now is to go back to the room and hide well, so as not to be killed instantly by unknown aoe attacks like the squishy AD, which would be a real pain.

You can't say he is hiding, but he has no system. It's always right to be cautious, as Shen Yong next door did.

The shrill alarms that sounded everywhere reminded An Ming that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. As an ordinary passer-by coder without a system, there was probably no other ending for him to stay here except being torn to pieces by the pawns.

An Ming had not thought about dying suddenly at the beginning.

In order to deal with the current situation, An Ming had already madeHe made adequate preparations, including but not limited to memorizing the space station map and evacuation route, recording a 19-minute cool last words, which fully expressed his regret for not holding Esta's thigh, and gave the company a large amount of credit points to let them send Topa to the scene to light the sea to support his funeral.

He secretly got the master key of 80% of the departments to ensure that he could break in whenever he wanted. He didn't want to be like the protagonist of a horror movie and every room he wanted to hide in when he was escaping was locked.

As for the weapons for self-defense, An Ming's online shopping information was intercepted by the Black Tower and sent to Esta. At that time, Esta was shocked. The only situation in which so many weapons could be used in the space station was probably kidnapping Ms. Black Tower.

Finally, Esta gave An Ming a small weapon box with only an exquisite laser pistol in it, and assured An Ming that the space station was absolutely safe and there would be no situation where so many weapons would be needed.

An Ming was a little speechless on the spot. What's the difference between this and saying that District 13 is the safest place in the world? The subject can be flexibly replaced by the CIA, SHIELD, and the Kingdom of Light.

He really wanted to tell Esta that your back when you left looked like a general with flags all over his body.

An Ming thought he had done the best that ordinary people could do. Next, he could only rely on luck. Kafka and Silver Wolf were absolutely safe at the moment. Ordinary virtual soldiers could not do anything to these two star core hunters.

If he could find the star or the dome, he would be able to catch the main line of the star dome train, and the system would be here soon.

An Ming always did what he said. Although it was absolutely safe to go back to the room, he might as well take a gamble. He had had enough of the boring life before crossing over. This time, he might as well be a cautious gambler.

After confirming the direction, An Ming walked along the wall as slowly as possible, mainly to avoid the embarrassing situation of meeting Ai and the virtual soldiers sticking to each other at the corner.

But he encountered nothing except the corpse of Xu Zu. An Ming came to the cabin in his memory with ease, and saw the unconscious gray-haired girl here.

Oh, it's Xing!

An Ming tiptoed over after confirming that there was no one else around, but he still subconsciously felt that someone was watching him.

But no one could see it.

...

...

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

Kafka retracted her gaze. This was not in Elio's script, but she was a little concerned.

Where had she seen it before?

After a moment of recollection, she remembered that she had seen it in a photo frame collected by someone.

But it was probably just an illusion.

After all, that person had died a long time ago.