On a barren and hot yellow sand lay a man in black clothes. His face was pale, and even his lips were pale, like a terminally ill patient, and it was difficult to judge his actual age.
He looked like a teenager, but his eyes were as dark as the most mysterious black hole, dead silent like a deep pool, and the twilight was desolate.
He lay unconcernedly on the yellow sand with a blindfold over his eyes.
If Xiu Jin were here, he would find that the eye patch was the NR projection device he had been looking for, but this device was obviously changed to "glasses".
The original NR device looks like a small radio, with bright colors, especially when working, the surface will emit a dreamy starlight - this is what attracts Nongjiusi.
Now it has somehow been transformed into "glasses", worn on the face of the young man known by many as the "magician".
Even the usage seems to have changed.
There is only himself around him, and the wind blowing sand in the sky, without any projection, but in fact, he is playing a game.
The magician bought the NR device just to make a mechanism. After trying it on successfully, the moment he put it on, he "saw" a game icon with the appearance of a little girl.
There were a few strands of doubts on the magician's eyebrows, and it was rare for him to be puzzled, so he opened the icon with a bit of vigilance.
Then, a long introduction appeared, which made him understand that this was just a game of raising cubs in the end of the world. The object of raising the cub is a five-year-old girl named Bianbian. Grandpa Lu Yu turned into a zombie, leaving her to live alone in the apocalypse.
After entering the game, he was bound to Bianbian and became Bianbian's father, taking up the responsibility of a father and raising her.
[Please nurture Bianbian actively and prevent any danger around her.]The system pops up a prompt.
The magician swept over the sentence, and then prepared to quit the game.
The system that sensed his intention quickly stopped: [Such a cute baby girl, really don't think about it?]
A cute photo that is enlarged side by side appears.
[Playing games can relax your mind, keep a caring little padded jacket in the game, and make sure you don’t lose money!]
The magician let out a cold "hum", and the impact of this "hum" actually made the system feel an indescribable danger, which seemed to be more difficult to deal with than Ning Jiusi.
This person is gloomy, not like a candidate who can be a good father, let him protect and nurture the side in the game, like putting a wolf mother in the flock.
But the rules choose the magician, even if he is unwilling, as a system, it can only execute according to the rules.
The system silently changed the way, at least let the magician have a little interest in the game before talking about it.
[Aren't you bored now? Just in time to meet Bianbian, spend a while with her, and you will know how cute she is. You have plenty of time anyway, and…]
The words that followed were lost in the sudden sound of an alarm.
It didn't know why the alarm sounded, but it also understood that fortunately the latter words were not spoken, otherwise uncontrollable things would happen.
I don't know which sentence of the system hit the magician. The latter's expressionless face suddenly wavered, and he said, "How to play?"
System: [As you play, it's good to protect the side well, so that she can feel the warmth of father's love.]
The magician stood in the living room, staring at the little man sitting on the floor mat, his eyes were dark, and the little man didn't even notice that someone was appearing. He didn't stop until he was tired of painting, and then her stomach groaned, and she got up. Go to the kitchen to boil water to prepare milk for yourself.
Seeing this, the magician glanced around and paused for a moment on the magic ball. He seemed to think this thing was familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
He walked around the room, and finally opened the window in boredom.
System: [Don't——] It's too late.
The window has been pushed open.
The magician didn't care at all and turned around.
The little man who was holding the bottle and drinking milk found the opened window, stared blankly, and then showed a strange expression, opening and closing his mouth.
A trumpet ticket appeared above her head, and the magician reached out, even his pale fingers, to the trumpet.
The soft and timid child sounded: "Uncle, are you here?"
"Didn't you say that I have a father-daughter relationship with her?"
The name "Uncle" made the magician frown uncomfortably, his face became particularly ugly, and he questioned the system coldly.
System: ... [Bianbian doesn't know, you are only bound, but you can remind him of your identity.]
Even if it is a game, since it is his, the characters in the game naturally belong to him.
To verify the "father-daughter" relationship, the magician immediately picked up the paintbrush and drawing paper, and directly expressed his identity to the side.
However, what he didn't expect was that he couldn't read.
In an instant, it was as if a punch hit the cotton, full of powerlessness.
The magician tore off the pages a few times and threw them into the trash.
"Uncle, are you, are you angry?" This action made Bianbian instinctively uneasy, as if he felt the unpleasantness of the writer, and he spoke cautiously.
"You don't have that condition to make me angry." He said a sentence, and naturally he couldn't hear it, but the system heard it clearly and knew that the magician was speaking to it.
The roar of the zombies sounded downstairs, and the magician frowned frequently. This sound was really not pleasant.
suddenly--
"Uncle Zhu Yuan." The little girl trembled slightly and shouted with an uncontrollable vibrato.
A zombie flew out of the window, crawling in with his hands clinging to the edge of the window, his cold and gray eyes staring at the side. The magician turned around and almost stared at the zombie face to face.
He didn't move.
The zombie froze, and seemed to sense some kind of danger.
She ran to the kitchen while holding the baby bottle, because she was the closest to the kitchen.
But before she could run, Uncle Zhu Yuan came in.
No, it wasn't that Uncle Zhu Yuan climbed in quickly, but... Xiaobian's footsteps stopped unconsciously, and his eyes fell on Zhu Yuan.
Uncle Zhu Yuan seemed to be dragged down and fell heavily on the floor.
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
The zombie that fell to the ground struggled to remember, but couldn't move, as if something heavy was on its back, and it couldn't turn over.
After watching for a while, he ran over boldly, quickly hugged the little bear on the floor mat, and returned to the safety zone.
Her movements show how important the bear is to her.
The corners of the magician's lips twitched.
Looking down at the zombies under his feet, the magician's eyes were cold, and he wanted to throw it out of the window in an instant, but Yu Guang took in the worried look that fell on the zombies.
The "throwing" action stopped, and he pressed Zhu Yuan's hand behind his back, typical of catching a prisoner.
While seeing Uncle Zhu Yuan's hand "swoosh" behind his back, he knew that he must not be able to see what his uncle did.
The little girl who understood the seriousness of the matter ran to Lu Yu's room, took out a belt from the cabinet, and ran back, tentatively approached the immobile zombie, and handed the belt over: "Uncle, use this belt Live with Uncle Zhu Yuan."
The magician glanced at her, took it, tied the zombie's two hands, and tied a slipknot. The harder the zombie struggled, the tighter the knot became. At the same time, the two legs of the zombie are broken back, and the other end of the belt is also tied.
The zombies struggled hard, but it didn't work, and they couldn't even use the wind, and they became fish on the chopping block.
He ran back to the closet again, took a large coat from Grandpa's old days, and put it over Zhu Yuan's head.
She explained her actions to Uncle Invisible: "Uncle Zhu Yuan will be quiet if he can't see me."
Sure enough, the zombies who couldn't break free were covered by their coats, which affected their sense of hearing and smell. Coupled with the pressure of the zombies upstairs, their angry and unwilling roars gradually quieted down and stopped talking.
The magician kicked him into the corner with a bang, and she shrank her body. She pursed her rosy little mouth, as if she wanted to say something, and swallowed it again.
I don't seem to be in a good mood today when I don't see my uncle. Could it be that my uncle is unhappy because I can't read
Bianbian was a little apprehensive, unable to see where her uncle was standing now, she had to stand there obediently.
After a while, I couldn't help but look at Zhu Yuan's current posture. I wonder if Uncle Zhu Yuan would feel uncomfortable if he was tied like this... Thinking of this, the little girl suddenly lay on the floor mat, raised her little hand, and raised it again. Two calves, and then her eyes lit up.
Because she found that she could easily hold her upturned feet, and it was not uncomfortable at all.
"In this way, Uncle Zhu Yuan can be bound all the time." The little girl who had personally tested Zhu Yuan's bound position was delighted, her eyes curved into crescents, "Uncle Zhu Yuan won't be uncomfortable either."
——I don't know what flexibility is at all.
Looking at the immobile zombie, and at the little man who was seriously experimenting with the tied posture, the magician smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised.
That expressionless face seemed to be alive at this moment.
Without waiting for the magician to react, all the pictures in front of him disappeared, and several large characters appeared: [You have been disconnected.]
"… "
At the same time, Xiu Jin, who hadn't seen her baby daughter for a few days, finally couldn't hold back her inner desire.
[Intimacy value +150.]
[Why do you want to log in to the game at this time!]
The two system prompts hit Xiu Jin with a bewildered look on his face—he thought whether there was a bug in the system.