Livestrong, late, successful water test.

For the next hour, Chi Xiaochi was busy consolidating and summarizing information.

About an hour later, the bedroom door was pushed open.

It wasn't Zhou Kai who came in.

Zhou Kai is on a business trip to France these days, and the visitor is the maid of the house.

According to the information given by 061, he was of Spanish nationality, named Ison.

He spoke no Chinese, as did the family's driver, cook and maid. They were told by Zhou Kai not to speak English and to speak only in Spanish in the house.

Shen Zhangqing does not speak Spanish.

At first, Shen Zhangqing took the initiative to learn a few phrases, but he soon realized that the four men were not responsive to his questions and requests, and occasionally came together to point and snicker at the injuries on Shen Zhangqing's body.

They have been working for Zhou Kai since more than twenty years ago, and are considered to be the oldest members of the Zhou family, so they are not surprised to see the tragedy of Su Wenyi.

From their point of view, Mr. Zhou treats Mr. Shen quite well, at least much more gently than he does Mr. Su.

After taking their indifference into account, Shen Zhangqing thought, "What is there to say to this kind of people?

But Chi Xiaochi is different.

He was particularly happy to talk to such people.

Isong pushes a wheelchair in and looks slightly stunned at the sight of the removed needle, but he says nothing and lifts Chi Xiaochi from the bed, silently replacing the towel that holds the chest strap in place.

Chi Xiaochi asked, "My shot was finished an hour ago. Why didn't anyone take it out of me?"

Isong ignored him.

Chi Xiaochi turns to 061: "How do you say that in Spanish?"

061 said it once, and just as he was about to teach Chi Xiaochi a second time, he repeated the phrase without missing a syllable.

Isong remained silent in response to Chi Xiaochi's questioning.

This shows what a depressing environment Shen Zhangqing lived in for three years.

The only person in the entire villa he could talk to was, on the other hand, the person he hated the most.

Chi Xiaochi rejoined without skipping a beat, "If I don't pull out the needle myself, I'll be able to get half a bottle of blood back."

Isong's disregard was to be expected.

061 repeated Chi Xiaochi's words again in Spanish.

This time, the grammar and words were a bit complicated, and Chi Xiaochi had to listen to it twice before she could repeat it.

Isong continued to ignore him, and even laughed extremely quickly and softly, as if he thought it was a funny thing to do.

After changing the towel, he dragged Chi Xiaochi to his feet and tried to move him to a wheelchair.

One hour from now is the amount of time Zhou Kai has set for Shen Zhangqing to be in the sun, not a minute more, not a minute less.

Chi Xiaochi, who was shielded from pain, of course could not feel the pain, but Shen Zhangqing surely could.

So he protested, "Be gentle. It hurts."

061 took it upon himself to translate for him, and the response he got was still zero.

And the next second, Chi Xiaochi once again committed an act that exceeded 061's predictions.

He plowed right into the silent clock on the table and slapped it in Isong's face.

With a snap, the glass of the clock face gave way.

The beaten Isong was dumbfounded along with 061 who had gathered around to watch the whole process of Isong's beating.

Chi Xiaochi says in Spanish, "...... Since you don't understand human language, can you now understand what 'it hurts' means."

061 hissed and drew in a cold breath.

He thought Chi Xiaochi was going to take a beating and was ready to take on his own form and knock Isong out.

Who would have thought that as soon as Isong wiped his face and noticed the blood on his hands, his wooden expression loosened up a bit, even winced a little more.

He said in Spanish, "Excuse me, Mr. Shen."

061: "......"

Outside the sun is good, the villa's backyard is even more carefully landscaped, and there is a beautiful small lake, the lake is very pleasant.

Chi Xiaochi, bathed in sunlight, lay back in her wheelchair and touched her chest: "I just pushed too hard, and I think I heard bones rattling.

061 said, "I shielded you from pain."

Chi Xiaochi exclaimed, "Meaning I can just fuck now?"

061: "...... means you have no way to accurately tell how badly you're hurt right now, you have to take it easy."

Chi Xiaochi : "...... Oh."

061 asked, "Why did you hit him?"

"Violence is not a solution to problems." Chi Xiaochi said, "but at least it can solve stupidity."

"What if he calls back? He's taking care of your life and living, so if he moves a little ......"

"I have a mouth under my nose. Zhou Kai has to video me every day. I won't talk to Zhou Kai."

"Will Zhou Kai take care of it?"

"Zhou Kai raised Shen Zhangqing as an animal yes, but would never allow others to strike their own animals with their hands." While turning over the book in his hand, he turned his gaze to that of Isong and the other two servants who were whispering in the corner of the small garden, "...... These people carry a clear conscience."

"If they ......"

"I'll make you a bet. They wouldn't dare tell."

"Shen Zhangqing and Su Wenyi are both afraid of offending them, and by extension Zhou Kai, so they are emboldened." That's why they're emboldened," says Chi Xiaochi. "In fact, it's the kind of people who are most afraid of violence."

In the distance, the words of three people drifted on the wind, and you could faintly hear "crazy" and "he's crazy".

Without looking up, Chi Xiaochi raised her head and shouted back in Spanish, "You're the crazy ones. Three idiots."

The three immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

Chi Xiaochi commented.

It is highly unlikely that two very different traits, tyranny and cowardice, can exist in the same person at the same time.

About that, he had known for a long time.

061: "...... I don't think I taught you how to say that one earlier."

Chi Xiaochi turned a page in her book, "Oh, I speak Spanish."

061: "......"

Chi Xiaochi: "I had a Spanish maid in my house, and she was much more popular than these three. She was cute and taught me a lot of cuss words."

061: "...... Then at first you asked me to teach you ......"

"I'd like to hear you speak more." Chi Xiaochi confessed, "Not to mention, you're kind of sexy in Spanish. I'll read from a Spanish poetry book tonight instead."

061 didn't say anything.

Chi Xiaochi waited for half a day without 061's reply and eeped, "Mr. Six?"

Chi Xiaochi thought that he had made 061 angry by his concealment and adventurousness.

But soon 061 had a reply.

"No." 061 said, "I'm off to network the Spanish poetry book."

Chi Xiaochi : "I thought you were upset because I was playing around."

061 said, "No."

He added, "With me, you can play any way you want."

To be honest, 061 was actually really kind of pissed off.

He couldn't understand why Chi Xiaochi had been assigned to an A-rank world on only his second mission.

He consulted all the databases and after a big data screening, he was sure that Chi Xiaochi was definitely the first of its kind.

Thinking about the recent events, 061 found something a little suspicious:

The Lord God said he wanted to get himself involved in a program.

He was worried that the current change was a "testing of the waters" of the so-called program.

If that was the case, 061 would rather do the full 200 missions than gamble Chi Xiaochi's well-being with that, because once the host was involuntarily logged out, there would be no small amount of damage to the mental energy.

061 remembers that he helped a coworker fill in for him once when he was bringing in his ninth host.

That host just got out of an ABO world line and died in battle in a bunch of nasty swarms.

When 061 spoke to him, he was visibly in a trance and unresponsive, a symptom that reportedly subsided after two mission worlds.

This Class A world was too dangerous, and 061 decided not to return to the main God's space for the time being, staying with Chi Xiaochi and waiting for the end of this mission to go to the main God and make an agreement to dismantle this plan.

Chi Xiaochi smiles, "That good?"

061: "That's good enough? Then there's still room for improvement."

Chi Xiaochi pauses for a moment, "That tone of yours reminds me of someone."

061: "Huh?"

"A very annoying person." Chi Xiaochi said, "He said he would be good to me for the rest of his life, and then he just left, and he was not righteous at all."

061 knows who he's talking about now, but doesn't know what to say to comfort him, so he says, "Get some sun."

But Chi Xiaochi said, "I want to go online."

Shen Zhangqing can't connect to the Internet without Zhou Kai's permission, but with 061, he doesn't have to worry about disconnecting from the Internet at all.

He'd been scrolling the web for an hour in the space of his consciousness.

061 noticed that Chi Xiaochi was looking at recent social news in the world, some of it related to Zhou Kai, some of it had nothing to do with Zhou Kai, such as where there were marches for black rights, where there were shootings, and where a moose from the zoo had escaped and was wandering around on the main street.

Not quite sure what he was going through all this for, but 061 was unusually comfortable with Chi Xiaochi.

...... Nothing he does is ever a no-brainer.

An hour later, Chi Xiaochi was brought back to the bedroom by the maid.

Another hour later, dinner was served.

The food is still pretty good, all nutritious meals exclusive to fracture patients.

Chi Xiaochi sighs, "The old man's probably got a lot of experience with this stuff."

With his injuries, he would not have been able to move his chopsticks by himself, not to mention that today, in order to beat someone up, he had put up a fight to break his third rib, and now he could only be fed by the maid's help.

Fortunately, the battered clock was still at the foot of the bed, and the maid fed it with all her might, fearing that Chi Xiaochi might be temperamental and snap a pot of hot soup at her head.

Chi Xiaochi wasn't someone who was looking for trouble, and if the other party was polite to him, there was no reason for him not to follow through.

A meal passed and it was seven o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Kai's villa is in Canada and he himself is in France, with a six-hour time difference.

Of course, Zhou Kai doesn't care about the time difference. Whenever he wants to start a video, he has to answer it even if it's 3:00 a.m. here in Shen Zhangqing.

But he didn't have time for such whims today.

At two-thirty French time, he had a very important meeting to attend, a meeting that was the main purpose of his run to France.

Chi Xiaochi asked 061: "Zhou Kai has a habit of taking a nap, right?"

061: "Yes."

Zhou Kai is not young and his energy level is not as high as that of young people. If I don't take a nap, I'm not going to have any energy for the whole afternoon.

He was so aroused that he would never allow anyone to disturb him, and used to turn his cell phone off on silent, even picking up the hotel phone and putting it aside so he wouldn't be woken up by room service.

However, he is extremely self-disciplined and will never nap for more than half an hour each time, which can be called an automatic alarm clock physique.

He asked again, "Will the skill cards work over such a long distance?"

061: "Can."

Chi Xiaochi turned around and looked at the hourly clock, whose glass he had smashed, and it read seven and a half minutes.

"The low grade hypnosis card, the one that lasts an hour, now use it on him."

About an hour later.

Zhou Kai sits in the back seat of a black commercial car on the streets of Paris, his face extremely ugly.

He yelled down in English, "Faster!"

The driver looked helpless, "Boss, there's a strike up front ......"

Zhou Kai grits his teeth, "Detour."

The driver drove the vehicle around a side road.

The assistant next to him didn't even dare to breathe, fearing that the sound of his breathing would tell Zhou Kai to turn his attention to himself.

Zhou Kai had an iron face, his fists clenched and itching.

When he woke up in his hotel room, he turned on his cell phone and thought he had misread his watch.

When he looked at the time, he bounced straight out of bed, contacting his assistant and opening his mouth to growl, "Where are you?!"

The assistant stood in front of the venue where attendees were entering, cold sweat breaking out, "Where are you? I knocked on your door and you didn't answer, tried to contact you and no response, I thought you went to the venue early with Mr. Sam ......"

Even if Zhou Kai was angry, it was irrefutable that he was almost half an hour late as an important person in the meeting.

When Zhou Kai entered the meeting room, the meeting had not yet started in order to wait for him.

Under the gaze of the investors, he was chagrined in his heart, but he still pretended to be cheerful and laughed, "Remembered the wrong time, haha."

The assistant's heart thumped.

Before he came in, he clearly instructed Zhou Kai to just apologize and not to give reasons.

He had done his research, and the two investors in attendance were known in the industry to be extremely time-conscious.

Although they will not be able to get along with the immediate interests, but the company wants to pursue a long-term cooperation, if Zhou Kai is such a cheeky attitude, when today's spring and fall seasons are over, and then want to talk about cooperation, the other party is afraid that they will have to put a question mark in their hearts.

At the end of the day, it's Zhou Kai who is too conservative to admit his mistakes in public.

Zhou Kai young still know to restrain, after 45 years of age, the industry position is solid, a mouth is more and more without scruples, in public often wantonly straight talk, and even once talked about himself and his partner, Shen Zhangqing's X life, and the predecessor to do a comparison, the magazine reporter is also bold, directly sent out, but also caused an uproar.

Some praised him for his outspokenness, while others questioned his claptrap.

But regardless, his popularity skyrocketed among the public, and along with it, the company's attention and stock skyrocketed.

Zhou Kai was about to take his seat when Sam pulled the chair away for Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai has no offspring, and Mr. Sam is the successor of the company that Zhou Kai has nurtured. He is only 35 years old this year, and can be described as young and promising.

But not long after he sat down, Sam realized something was wrong with Zhou Kai.

He asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, how do you ......"

Zhou Kai's eyelids closed tightly as his body continued to slither downward.

Sam fusses, "My God, Mr. Chow!!!"

And thousands of miles away, Chi Xiaochi, lying in bed, says to 061, "Observe how that Sam reacts after Zhou Kai passes out."

He had just used up another stun card and was now waiting for feedback on the results of the experiment.

Soon after, 061 gave a reply, "...... That Sam acted like he cared a lot about Zhou Kai."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Keep watching. Everything he does in front of people doesn't count."

Zhou Kai was taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and in the midst of all the hustle and bustle, no one noticed Sam sneaking into the hospital's restroom.

He opened all the toilet cubicles one by one while texting with a few people, "...... Mr. Zhou suddenly fainted and was admitted to the hospital, his condition is to be checked. Block the news for now, don't let the media know."

Then he dialed to the other two: "Put out some news to the media we are familiar with that an ambulance has driven into the French so-and-so conference center, and according to the center's staff, it is suspected that Zhou Kai, a Canadian Chinese, has suddenly become seriously ill, and the cause of his illness is unknown ......"

A low-level deck that can only be effective for an hour is an initial test of the depths of the waters in Zhou Kai's company.

At least, this Mr. Sam is not as grateful as he appears to be for the promotion of this Mr. Chow.