Chapter 256: Ring, Report, Format Truth.

That night, Lou Ying lost sleep again.

Lv Fan wasn't asleep either.

He asked, "Mr. Lou, the person we met today, is Chi Xiaochi, right?" Totally positive tone.

Lou Ying: "Uh-huh."

Lv Fan : "He's so handsome. Much more handsome than he looks in the movie."

Lou Ying: "Thank you."

Lv Fan : "Do you want to go meet him?"

Lou Ying was stunned and didn't respond for a long time.

Lv Fan : "Mr. Lou and he haven't seen each other for so long, should have met up with him."

Lou Ying hard to use reason over emotion: "Can not. I am with him ...... in his eyes, I have been dead for many years, tell him, I am afraid to scare him."

Lv Fan : "He might be happy about it. You also said, all these years, no matter where he is, he always goes to visit your grave. There aren't many people ...... who can do this. Think about it, besides you, in these years, has he ever been so devoted to anyone else?"

Here, Lv Fan stopped talking as if he had talked himself into a corner.

Lou Ying's face burned, "Don't talk nonsense. He won t to me ......."

"Maybe." Lv Fan joked, immediately returning to his normal serious tone, "But if you don't want to see him, then don't."

How could ...... not want to.

Chi Xiaochi was right next to him, in the same town as him, within a foot's reach.

The temptation was so great that Lou Ying had to force himself not to think about it.

Since realizing his abnormal feelings for Chi Xiaochi, he often wonders how he could have become like this, become so unlike himself.

Still, it's not all good to be here.

Lou Ying finally had a whole period of time to stay in the same world with Chi Xiaochi, and could go to his microblogging site every night to see if there were any new postings, and then quietly use the new number he registered to like it.

Chi Xiaochi is a famously psychotic type in the microblogging community, with so many fans and blacks that every tweet he sends out has 300,000 likes bottoming out.

Lou Ying became one of the 300,000.

Such a huge base gave him a kind of unexplained peace of mind, and even more so, an indefinable faint loss.

That would be nice, he reassured himself.

But half a month after he followed Chi Xiaochi's microblog, his tweets stopped working for no apparent reason.

For half a month, he didn't post a word.

Lv Fan also noticed this, "Mr. Lou, why isn't Chi Xiaochi blogging anymore?"

Lou Ying was a bit uneasy, so she went to brush Chi Xiaochi's square.

There were quite a few fans in the plaza asking about this as well, harmoniously discussing if he was going to be in the group again, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Lou Ying's browsing has always been fast and meticulous, and the many barriers on the web are nothing to him, so he quickly noticed something strange.

There's a trumpet without any friends that posted a Chi Xiaochi related content in his friends circle half an hour ago.

"I watched it for you guys. The lights are still on at Xiaochi's house and he's fine."

Here's a picture to go with it.

...... Chi Xiaochi's villa was heavily immersed in the darkness of the night, with only one ginger light still on in the bedroom, and a long, cloaked figure with her back to the light was lying on the balcony railing smoking a cigarette, her long, seaweed-like hair tied high behind her head, and the lines of her shoulders and neck looking perfectly proportioned.

Lou Ying's heart tightened.

He recognized the figure as Chi Xiaochi.

Lou Ying silently wiped his access log and went through the person's circle of friends tweets, including what had been thrown into the recycle bin.

He's been following Chi Xiaochi since two years ago, tweeting first-hand airport, red carpet and award photos, so you can imagine what it's like to be an ardent fan following your idol all over the world with a gun in his hand.

These are fairly normal.

But after a year and a half of following Chi Xiaochi, things got weird.

--He photographed the door to Chi Xiaochi's dressing room, rummaged through his trash can, and collected toilet paper stained with his lipstick.

And then, it got worse.

He photographed Chi Xiaochi's car and wrote more than a thousand "I love yous" on it with a grease pencil; he wrote long imaginary essays, fantasizing that he and Chi Xiaochi were DOI in every corner of the city; he photographed himself kissing Chi Xiaochi's poster and licked the paper until it was rotten. He photographed himself kissing Chi Xiaochi's posters and licked the paper until it rotted.

Lou Ying's face turned white as she read the whole thing.

This man, he's found his way to Xiaochi's house.

Looking at the distance of the shot, he was almost right outside Chi Xiaochi's villa, with only a fence separating him from the

What else will he do next?

Lv Fan slept senselessly in his bed while Lou Ying assumed human form and paced the room several times in an agitated manner.

In a moment of irritation, Lou Ying accidentally caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

In the main god's setting, the system's self-awareness system was shut down for long periods of time, so the mirror was just a blurry mosaic of him.

Seeing this inhuman face, Lou Ying put one hand on the mirror and took a closer look.

His boiling mind gradually calmed down.

...... He is long gone from this world.

The other guy is just a delusional person. There are so many people who can protect Xiaochi, the police, Lucas, and his studio, that he really doesn't have to intervene.

He's Lv Fan's system.

For now, Lv Fan is the way to go.

Lou Ying was desperately trying to convince himself, the direction of the bedroom suddenly came a surprised inquiry, "...... Mr. Lou?"

Lou Ying turned her head sharply.

Lv Fan, in her pajamas, stands in the bedroom doorway, aghast.

He cautiously asked, "Is that Mr. Lou?"

Lou Ying's hand lowered from the mirror, finding his gentle gentlemanly accent, "...... Yes. Did I wake you up?"

"No ...... I get up all night."

Lv Fan walks past Lou Ying and stops dead in his tracks.

"Mr. Lou, it turns out ......" Lv Fan cautiously and shyly chose the right adjective, "you're so good looking."

Lou Ying replied absentmindedly, "Yes. Thanks."

Afterward, Lou Ying contacted the police from a street phone and informed them of part of the pervert's circle of friends.

He took it for granted that the matter would be resolved quickly.

It wasn't until one night that he clicked on the man's Twitter feed again and realized that he was actually updating it.

He's drawing his own blood with simple medical equipment and says he's going to make Chi Xiaochi a love-filled lunch.

Lou Ying Blood rushes straight to the top of his head.

He scrolled up a few entries and found that he had been questioned by the police, but he denied it to the death, saying that he was just a die-hard fan of Chi Xiaochi, that he hadn't done anything wrong, let alone committed a crime, that the graffiti on Chi Xiaochi's car was a news graphic he had taken from the Internet, and that he hadn't done anything about stealing the car, and asked the police rhetorically if imagining it was also against the law.

It looks like not only has he not shown any remorse, but he's gotten worse.

He said, "No one can control my heart. I love my boyfriend and he will be mine."

Lou Ying closed the page.

In a single movement, he followed the netting and localized the blogger's location.

In the next instant, a figure in white and black pants stood behind a tall, obese man.

The man was tending to his overflowing pots of blood, and when he felt a noise behind him, he turned back and came face to face with Lou Ying, his face was horrified, "Who are you?!"

Without another word, Lou Ying silently yanked him by the collar with one hand, raised an elbow, and punched him in the face with a loud thud.

Half an hour later.

Lou Ying rinsed the backs of his blood-stained hands under the faucet, a slow fire burning in his heart and burning his cheeks.

The first time he actually hit someone, he didn't get the fire quite right.

It was a good thing he had estimated that the man was not going to die.

He had dropped the snotty man off at the hospital door; someone would save him.

He is a man who does not exist on this earth, and no one will ever know that this incident was done by him.

Lou Ying closed the valve on the faucet and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Yeah, Lou Ying's not of this world anymore.

He kept his eyes open until dawn.

The next night, the original owner, played by Lv Fan, has a date with the Superintendent.

Lv Fan follows a pre-arranged script, talking to the director and playing the role of an excited and shy perfect lover, while Lou Ying goes through Chi Xiaochi's tweets, one by one, inside his body.

Chi Xiaochi's microblogging name is "The reflection of the building into the pond", which Lou Ying already knew.

He lived alone to honor both of them.

Still no update from the top, quiet and a little heartbreaking for Lou Ying.

Lou Ying, afraid that Chi Xiaochi had not been notified of the prisoner's arrest, and unable to get a good night's sleep tonight, hesitated a few times, but finally made up his mind and sent Xiaochi a private message, "Don't you worry, he won't come back."

After a long deliberation, Lou Ying added, "Don't be afraid."

There was no response there.

It also fits Lou Ying's imagination.

Chi Xiaochi would die of exhaustion if she replied to every private message from unfamiliar people one by one.

After getting up the courage to talk to him once, Lou Ying was suddenly relieved.

Yeah, there are tons of fans who send private messages to Chi Xiaochi every day, and even if he was in the mix, he'd only go from 1 in 300,000 to 1 in 3,000.

Or better yet, one of two thousand.

Being that much closer to the connection was enough to assuage his urge to reach out to Xiaochi.

Lou Ying refrained from missing him, turning every sentence he wanted to send upside down, weighing and calculating, making sure it was correct before sending it.

Until a week later, when he was sifting his utterances as carefully as usual, sifting flour, when there was a sudden message from there.

"What exactly are you going to enter?"

Lou Ying couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in right now, but his unusual behavior was noticed even by Lv Fan who couldn't see his face.

He asked, "Mr. Lou, what are you happy about?"

Lou Ying did his best to calm himself, "He got back to me."

Lv Fan Silence.

Between them, the pronoun "he" refers to only one person.

A screaming heaviness seeped through Lv Fan's relaxed tone, "I thought you wouldn't contact him."

Lou Ying said, "I didn't think he would get back to me."

Lv Fan asked, "Did you tell him who you are?"

Lou Ying: "Not yet."

Lv Fan : "Will you tell him you are alive."

Lou Ying didn't say anything.

"What's the point of telling." Lv Fan's tone suddenly intensified, and then suddenly tightened in volume and tone in the second half of the sentence, "You have eleven more hosts to carry. But it's been ten years, ten years. Do you want him to wait for you? Why should he wait for you?"

As if to patch up his Fang Cai attitude, Lv Fan paused for a few moments and let his voice drop even softer, softer to the point of being a little humble, "I'm doing this for your own good, Mr. Lou."

Lou Ying let out a sigh of relief, "I know. Lv Fan, thank you for the reminder."

It wasn't that he hadn't noticed the inconsistency in Lv Fan's attitude, but he hadn't taken it too personally.

Because he knows, Lv Fan These days no substantial progress has been made in dating the director, and the other party's favorability value has not risen by the slightest bit.

And learning that Lou Ying was chatting with someone else while he was on a date, he should certainly be outraged.

After Lou Ying apologized for the incident, Lv Fan did not pursue the matter further.

He continued to chat with Chi Xiaochi as a strange netizen, talking mostly about what he had seen and heard in the original owner's life, such as which cake store's lasagna was delicious, and which coffee shop's latte tasted a little more flavorful.

Sometimes Chi Xiaochi would reply to him quickly, sometimes only half a day later. Lou Ying knew he was busy, so he kept the light screen on at all times so that he could receive his reply as soon as possible.

They'd been in contact on and off for over a month, so much so that Lou Ying felt like he was doing something wrong.

Lou Ying seriously considered that if he didn't tell Chi Xiaochi who he was, when Lv Fan's mission was completed, he would disappear from the world like air.

I'm sure Chi Xiaochi has nothing to lose by having one less netizen who is constantly bothering him.

But Lou Ying couldn't help thinking that she could just tell him she was alive.

He took the matter up with the well-acquainted and veteran system, but no one could give him an answer.

A field system can only shake the number 20 times, and no one has ever enjoyed the good fortune of drawing their own world line out of countless world lines, like Lou Ying.

"Say it, what's there not to say." A middle-aged man who had survived 18 missions encouraged him, "If I go back to my worldline, I will definitely go to my daughter and have a meal with her. Just tell her that I still exist for some special reason, and that sooner or later I'll come home, just remember the rules, and never, ever reveal the existence of this system of ours. ...... Counting up, my daughter is already thirty five years old this year, and there are still three years to go before she catches up with my age when I left."

Inspired by his coworkers, Lou Ying faced the light screen, typed in those four words, and deleted them quickly.

When it came down to it, he didn't know how to tell Xiaochi.

...... Tell him he is alive and tell him how much he likes him.

And then he thought, Lv Fan is right, he's not like middle-aged men, he's got eleven more hosts to carry, at least for another decade.

After contacting Xiaochi, is he going to waste another whole decade of Xiaochi's life to get back in front of him.

During the hesitation, Lou Ying noticed something strange.

Unlike other systems that were afraid of trouble, Lou Ying was accustomed to combing through his own information flow, and after realizing that the main god had buried an entropy value transport line within the host, he was more than willing to conduct a thorough inspection and observation of himself on a regular basis.

Since the last time he returned to the main god system once, Lou Ying discovered during a new round of examination that there were traces of anomalous data residue in his body.

...... seems to have been infiltrated by some kind of virus program, but because Lou Ying has written a new set of programs, hidden within the original information protection program, the other party does not dare to attack, found that something is not right, a dip will retreat.

However, the goose still leaves a trail.

After noticing this, Lou Ying kept an eye out and quietly made a backup copy of all her data and put it on a disk.

Even if the data is subject to cleaning and modification in the future due to force majeure such as viruses, then he will at least have the ability to make up all the information.

While he's secretly carrying this out, the object of their ruse this time, the director, offers to buy a ring for his half-sister, taking the original owner, played by Lv Fan, to a fancy ring store.

This is actually a hint and a date in disguise now.

A weird and false pink bubble bubbles between two people who are both doing their best to play the role of a loving couple.

As Lv Fan and the Director wandered into a corner of the ring store, whispering about which ring style was better, a young man in a suit, with a great demeanor, stood at the counter they had just walked past.

The lady at the counter couldn't move from one look at his face, "Which ring would you like to see, sir?"

Lou Ying opens the first page of the order book and quickly points to the season's newest styles on the first page.

When he followed Lv Fan just now, he instantly recognized this ring.

After the counter lady saw which one he was pointing at, her expression became a little complicated and surprised, "Sir, this one ......"

The 16-carat sapphire, surrounded by star-like white diamonds, is a proper value for money just by looking at it, and one can well imagine it being worn as if it were a small piece of the starry sky on one's hand.

Lou Ying nodded: He wants this.

When he saw the ring just now, he thought of how it would look on Chi Xiaochi's hand.

The counter lady took a breath and her voice was much lighter, "Sir, the deposit for this ring needs 400,000 ......"

Lou Ying removes a card and pushes it through in silence.

Full payment, 1.2 million.

His head was still spinning as the lady at the counter led him to swipe his card and fill out the information.

She'd never done a big-ticket deal in her life that closed this fast.

Lou Ying filled out the information quickly.

Seeing that Lou Ying chose the "men's model", the lady at the counter looked at him differently again.

However, he hesitated when it came to filling in the finger circumference data.

The counter lady had already collected her flamboyant attitude and asked respectfully, "If you're not sure, you can ask me to measure it. The data for this kind of customized model ring should preferably be accurate to the millimeter ......"

Lou Ying shook his head, "No. I'm trying to figure out which of his fingers to fill in."

Ms. Counter: "Are ...... you ...... engaged?" She couldn't imagine that giving a ring of this caliber wasn't for marriage.

Lou Ying: "No."

Ms. Counter: "For your boyfriend?"

Lou Ying blushed a little, but didn't deny it, "Just saw this as appropriate and wanted to give him a gift."

The lady at the counter had an idea: "The left middle finger, then."

Lou Ying hmmm, pressed a pen against his lips and repeated, "Okay ...... left middle finger."

He wrote down a millimeter-precise figure and chose to expedite it, adding another $30,000 for the purpose.

When she received the ring, Lou Ying didn't even know what she was rushing into.

He flipped through the appraisal certificate and laughed to himself.

As if he had the guts to give it away.

...... It's as if he's using this one ring to lasso Chi Xiaochi for the next ten years with it.

Lou Ying threw the ring into storage, but couldn't resist sending the photo to Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi decisively sent in the comment, "Very expensive."

Lou Ying doesn't dare say he's bought it: "It's affordable. Like it?"

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Ask me if I like what I do."

Lou Ying, out of nowhere, blurted out, "I'll buy it for you if you like it."

As soon as the words were sent out, he immediately regretted them.

Chi Xiaochi was talking to him a second ago and he didn't even have a chance to retract it.

For a stranger, he crossed the line with that.

Lou Ying was rarely in a state of confusion, fearing that Chi Xiaochi would pull the plug on him in the next second.

In the midst of the panic of explaining, but the more you explain, the darker the picture becomes, a thought suddenly appeared in Lou Ying's mind.

--Since you've made a mistake, you might as well keep on being wrong.

Lou Ying gradually drew back from his panic, composed himself, and sent over the words he had deleted countless times from the dialog box, "I'm Lou Ying."

Everything that followed was much smoother.

Lou Ying's mood lifted and he patiently proved his identity to Chi Xiaochi over and over again until she said she wanted to meet him.

Lou Ying paused to seek Lv Fan's advice, "Can I meet with him?"

As early as he informed Chi Xiaochi of his identity, he informed Lv Fan of this at the same time.

Lv Fan is now his host and he should respect his right to know.

"Wouldn't I be heartless if I didn't say yes?" Lv Fan joked in a tone that sounded a bit indescribably stiff, "Go ahead."

Lou Ying pursed her lips and returned hopefully, "Do you have time at 7:30 this Sunday night. The western restaurant on the TV tower, I'll wait for you to come."

For the next few days, Lou Ying was overwhelmed with joy.

Chi Xiaochi started talking to him and asked him where he had been all these years.

Lou Ying remembered his predecessor's advice and didn't reveal the existence of the system, "You can understand that I work somewhere, and this time I'm here on a business trip. I can't say anything else, we need to keep it a secret."

Lou Ying's own explanation pales in comparison.

To my surprise Chi Xiaochi actually accepted, "Well, I won't ask then."

He was so good that Lou Ying wanted to hug and kiss him.

Lou Ying didn't forget to give him a good precaution either, "After meeting with you, I will leave and disappear, and when that happens, don't be in a hurry. I will come back sooner or later."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'll wait for you."

Lou Ying touched those three short words in the light screen, not daring to give herself too much room for reverie: "It's going to waste you for a long time."

"Living is a waste of time." Chi Xiaochi replies, "I'd waste it on Lou."

The words made Lou Ying's heart sink and swoon with sweetness.

His Xiaochi really knows how to talk.

Before going to see Chi Xiaochi, he put the encrypted disk into a melon bag, went back to the main god space, and gave it to his most trusted 089 for temporary storage.

Worried that a virus that he didn't know when would invade might wash away his memories of passwords, he wrapped the pieces of memory that contained the inspiration that had induced him to design his own passwords in the outer layer of the disk.

And in order to prevent the disk from being discovered and deciphered by bystanders, he formed fragments of all the relevant memories with Chi Xiaochi and mixed them equally in the outer layer of the disk as a confusing item.

What ...... goes on beyond that, he no longer remembers.

The intrusion of fragmented memories into Lou Ying's mind ends here.

Lou Ying snapped out of his tearing headache and realized that it was already dark outside.

He was lying on his bed in his hut, properly covered, and Chi Xiaochi, with a small bench, was sitting on the edge of his bed, his face buried in his arms, breathing not too evenly and steadily.

Lou Ying supported his slightly warm forehead and probed Chi Xiaochi's hair.

Chi Xiaochi, who was already not a heavy sleeper, sprang up with a start, grimaced again, and slid down the edge of the bed, propped up with a pained look on his face.

Lou Ying was startled and hastily held him up, "Don't get up so fast, take your time."

Chi Xiaochi grimaced as Lou Ying helped him sit on the edge of the bed, not forgetting to grab his arm and ask, "What's wrong with you? The headache is so severe."

Lou Ying's voice was still hoarse from his first awakening, and she gently rubbed his waist, "Scared you?"

Chi Xiaochi went to touch his head, "Scared to death. How do you feel now?"

Lou Ying grabbed his hand.

He asked in a low voice, "Sunday, seven-thirty, the western restaurant on the TV tower. ...... How long did you wait that day?"

Chi Xiaochi was suddenly mute.

He stared at Lou Ying, his breath catching a little.

......

Inside the main God's space.

089 After organizing the paperwork related to the new entry into the system and placing it in the file room, he planned to head back to the duty room.

It's his shift today.

Unexpectedly, he had just left the room when he came across the system responsible for writing the report being taken away from the room by the head of the security system.

He cried like a dead dog, desperately pleading that he would not make any mistakes in the future, begging the Lord God to spare him for the sake of his previous dedication and not to delegate him to the job of recycling data garbage.

089 cocked his head at him.

Last time, when the Lord God had privately withheld his son and daughter-in-law's eighth world line and refused to give it to them, 089 had played a game with him, making the security report he had submitted to the monitoring organization wrong, causing the monitoring organization to send a commissioner to come and review their security status once again, forcing the Lord God to have to return the world line to his daughter-in-law.

089 knows the small-mindedness of the Lord God all too well.

Despite the innate system, in the long process of evolution and emotional learning, he has gone from cold and ruthless to greedy and arrogant, and will never let go of anyone who makes him unhappy.

Sure enough, this system had only made another small mistake, and was seized by the main god and directly decentralized to do the job of sorting data garbage that all systems were unwilling to do.

With one hand in his pants pocket, 089 watched as the senior lapdog of the Lord God was dragged away, with the same look of just the right amount of, fittingly, shock and gossip as those around him.

How similar was that day to now.

It's just that the person who has been unjustifiably labeled and desperately wants to plead his case has changed.

089 remember everything that happened that day.

On that day, 023 and he were both free, and he was about to ask 023 out for dinner when he saw 061, who had been forcibly escorted back to the interrogation room.

"I didn't send Chi Xiaochi any information about the system." Facing the lapdog sent by the Lord God, Lou Ying tried to argue, "I have strictly observed the confidentiality rules, I know how serious it is to disclose information about the system without authorization, and it is impossible for me to knowingly violate the law."

"Strict rules?"

The other man snorted and pulled up a light screen, pulling out a screenshot of a message.

Above is his chat screen with Chi Xiaochi, which clearly shows a message.

"I'm currently working at a place called Scum Attack Recycling System, and now I've come to the world you're in in order to complete the task of assisting my host in completing his mission ......"

Lou Ying saw the completely non-existent paragraph and after a dozen seconds of silence, looked up and calmly said, "I demand to see the source code of this data. I suspect it has been tampered with."

The other party snapped off the light screen and said in a stern voice, "What do you mean by that? The proof is on the table, and you still want to deny it?!"

Lou Ying said, "Why would I admit to something I haven't done?"

The other party gave a strange laugh, ''You really don't see the coffin. Your host has reported you, saying that you are always keeping excessively close contact with non-mission objects these days, and he agreed to you going to see Chi Xiaochi because he was softened up by you, but under careful consideration, he still felt that it was inappropriate, and he hoped that you would return to him and not be unprofessional. Once I investigated, I really ...... tsk, 061, your guts are really big."

After hearing who had reported him, Lou Ying closed his eyes and looked gloomy for a moment.

He repeated his request, "I'm asking to see the source code of the data."

The other had bowed his head and signed the interrogation report, "Don't expect to deny what you sent yourself, it won't work."

Lou Ying retreated, "Then let me explain it to Xiaochi."

The other party sneered, "Do you want to reveal more secrets out? You don't want to."

"You let me, standing outside for nine hours, to see him ......" This cold response, called Lou Ying stoic emotions instantly exploded, heartbroken eyes red, full of Chi Xiaochi smashed a bottle of wine, pulling a suit and a solitary The shadow of Chi Xiaochi smashing the bottle of wine and leaving alone with his suit in hand, "Isn't that enough? I just want to explain to him--"

The system across the room put down the light pen and smiled, "Don't explain. You don't have a chance."

Shortly after the report was sent to "in a jiffy", a "pro forma" penalty notice was issued.

089 & 023 pleaded with the Lord God countless times, but were unable to prevent this ending.

After being pushed into the formatting machine and hitting the purge button, Lou Ying didn't even scream.

089 doesn't know what kind of pain it was, or with what strength he held on, except that he planted himself out of the formatting machine soaked to the skin, braced his hands on the ground, and after a moment of trembling, spat out a mouthful of blood.

A jeweled ring clutched in his palm also tumbled out.

His lips slowly opened and closed as a familiar figure ran toward him in front of his eyes, which were filled with a heavy black fog, and in front of him, an invisible, dark, iron door was slowly closing to lock the man out.

"Xiaochi," 089 heard Lou Ying let out a low moan, "...... Xiaochi."

089 Creeped out and was just about to cover his mouth when he heard a surprised shrill voice behind him, "He's not clean!"

The lapdog in charge of monitoring the "execution" immediately turned on his communicator: "Boss, 061 didn't format cleanly!"

023's face changed and he pounced on him to beat him up, "What the fuck is wrong with you!!!"

At the call of the dog-legs, the main god in human form came to the cleansing room.

That was the first time 089 saw what the Lord God looked like.

He came to Lou Ying's face, looked down at him for a moment, and upon realizing whose name his open lips were murmuring, lifted them sarcastically at the corners, and gave the coldest of instructions, "Wash again."

Lou Ying, who had lost his mind, was no longer able to fight against the sharp, sharp pain that was about to shred his brain.

Muffled cries of pain could not be suppressed, and one came from the chamber, tearing at the heart.

...... The pitch black door in his mind closed with a bang after all.

And 023 and 089 were thrown out of the cleaning room.

023 was lying in 089's arms, his eyes red, "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill that Wang Ba egg! Don't you stop me!"

089 covered his ears, "Okay, okay. I remember, I'll find a way to get him."

023 There was a sob in his voice, "What can you do, you fool?"

089's voice was soft, soothing him, "There's always a way."

Gradually realizing his powerlessness, 023 feebly raised his hand and pounded two punches into 089's chest.

089 held him up and crouched with him outside the door to the washroom.

023 asked, "When he comes out, will he not recognize anyone."

"Uh-huh."

"Did he not even remember us ...... even Chi Xiaochi."

"Uh-huh." 089 said, "But we can tell them to get acquainted again."

"No." 023 immediately shook his head, "No way. Isn't it because of Chi Xiaochi that he's-as soon as he touches the Chi Xiaochi thing this time, he's not him anymore."

Said 023, his emotions heated up again, "Why did he tell Chi Xiaochi what was going on in the system? Is he sick in the head?!"

089 closed his eyes, not denying 023's words.

He'd better believe this rhetoric of the Lord God wholeheartedly. Otherwise, sooner or later, the Lord God would turn his sights on them.

023 shrunk in 089's arms, trembling voice demanded 089: "Can't tell him about Chi Xiaochi, it's best to ...... let him forget about it during this time, and when ...... wait until he's going to go back, then we'll tell him."

089 Clutching the ring he had just picked up from Lou Ying's hand in his hand, his palm was choked with pain.

A cold light that called for palpitations sank under his eyes, but it was hidden well enough not to be seen by 023: "Uh-huh. Don't tell him."

......

Time to go back to the present.

089 leaned against the wall and lazily took a lollipop, unwrapped it, and popped it in his mouth.

Until the lapdog disappeared in front of him, 089 still looked away from the direction he left.

089 wasn't wearing overalls today, his sweatshirt was relatively generously sized, loosely accentuating the contours of his collarbones and slender neckline, and he snuggled up against the wall, narrowing his eyes and picking at the corners of his mouth with a little sneer if anything.

Someone greeted him not far away, "89, I've come to draw lots."

089 held the candy in her mouth and only turned her head once, adding a heartless smile to her face, "There it is!"

Mouth agrees diligently, but his movements are slow, wobbling step by step toward his office, peacefully happy.

Lou Ying has gotten reacquainted with Chi Xiaochi and is currently in a good relationship. The ring that Lou Ying did not give away, he has given it to 023 for safekeeping and is able to return it at any time.

He returned the disk. He's sure Chi Xiaochi will crack it soon.

As for 023, he also entrusted Lou Ying to take care of it.

Everything that could be arranged, everything that could be boosted, he did his best.

Now, he just needed to prepare for his return.

...... After this draw, he'll have just over 170 missions left.