The Man Who Gave The Protagonist a Halo

Chapter 90: Headquarters

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This "excellence" came really strangely, Bai Xiyu stared and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out when he had sent out the third halo. He scratched his head and went to the minister.

Seeing him coming, the minister put down the pen in his hand, twisted his waist, turned the boss chair under him twice, and then said to Bai Xiyu with a cheerful face, "Old Bai, what did you ask me for?"

Bai Xiyu replied: "Minister, I want to ask about my last world rating."

"Let me take a look." The minister lowered his head and swiped a few times on the screen in front of him. After finding Bai Xiyu's name and clicking on it, the minister raised his head and asked, "Excellent, what's wrong?"

If he had taken such a big advantage in the past, Bai Xiyu would never have come to mention it to the minister, but this time he was always afraid that Yu Chuhong would do something behind his back, so he had to come to see the minister once and said To be honest, he really didn't want to see the old face of their minister. He frowned and explained: "I don't remember that I sent three halos out."

"Let me show you." The minister poked his finger back and forth on the screen a few times, and said to himself: "The first one is when Song Ziyan and your crush Chunxiang were raped, and the second one is when Song Heng was raped." When you punished the three clans, you saved her again, the third one is... Huh? What about the third one? The third one, the third one, the third one... "

Seeing that the minister's fingers were about to poke the screen, Bai Xiyu wanted to yell for the screen's pain. Bai Xiyu just wanted to tell the minister that if he couldn't find it, forget it, and before he could open his mouth, he heard the minister shout One voice: "Found it."

"What?"

The minister read word by word: "Sixteen years of Shengqian, because Yu Chuhong tested the poison in the wine, he died."

"That's it..." Bai Xiyu lowered his head. He thought it was a problem with the headquarters, so he was called back for no reason. He didn't expect that he drank himself to death with a glass of wine, but at this time Who else would put poison in the wine between the two of them? Could it be that the wine had a chemical reaction with jujube honey

Bai Xiyu shook his head, he really couldn't figure it out, and now he could only hope that Yu Chuhong would be able to... what would happen after he left, Bai Xiyu himself couldn't tell.

He hoped that Yu Chuhong would have a good life, but he also knew that if he was gone, Yu Chuhong probably wouldn't be able to last long alone.

Bai Xiyu didn't want to think about this anymore. He didn't want to have any emotional involvement with the protagonists in those false worlds. But in the last world, he couldn't control himself, and he couldn't blame others. However, the plot of the last world That's because Bund didn't even know his grandma anymore. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, Bai Xiyu felt that it was necessary for him to mention it further: "Minister, I think there is something wrong with the plot of the last world."

"Is there?" The minister glanced at the screen casually, "No problem!"

The minister in front of him is getting more and more slippery with his ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open. Bai Xiyu really wants to give him a supercilious look, but he feels that the other party is his boss after all, and it is very easy to punish him, so he should be more careful. good.

The minister didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly asked Bai Xiyu: "Your hero's father treats you well, right?"

Finally, Bai Xiyu couldn't hold back his eyes and sent them out. He didn't answer the minister's question, and asked directly: "Minister, can I clear my memory?"

"What's wrong? Did he close your little black room, or raped you?"

Bai Xiyu gave a low laugh, and he didn't have Stockholm Syndrome, so it would be great if Yu Chuhong really shut him up in a dark room, he wouldn't miss him even now.

The minister lowered his head and poked the screen a few more times, and said to Bai Xiyu, "Wait a minute, let me see if the machine with clear memory can still be used."

Looking at his movements, Bai Xiyu always felt that the minister in front of him didn't seem to be checking the machine, but more like contacting someone.

After a while, the minister raised his head, looked at Bai Xiyu with a sorry face, and said to him, "No way, Lao Bai, this machine got flooded a few days ago, so it can't be used anymore."

Bai Xiyu glared at the minister, never heard that it can still rain in the headquarters, how the hell did the water get in. But the minister's face didn't change at all, and Bai Xiyu was helpless. After all, he didn't know how to repair these things, so he had to ask the minister, "Can it still be repaired?"

"This... Let's wait and see. The old man who repaired the machine hasn't come back yet. It may take a few years."

"Forget it." Bai Xiyu turned around to go outside. If he couldn't clear up the memory of the previous world immediately, then he could only forget it slowly. There is nothing that can't be forgotten, it just takes some time.

Bai Xiyu had already reached the door. He was about to step out when he was stopped by the minister. The minister asked him, "By the way, do you have any plans for the next world?"

Bai Xiyu turned around and asked the minister, "Is there a world where homosexuals are burned to death?"

The minister was taken aback, but he didn't expect Bai Xiyu to be so explosive when he asked, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Oh." Bai Xiyu lowered his head, fiddled with the small machine on his wrist for selecting the world, smiled slightly, and then pressed OK.

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The minister couldn't see what Bai Xiyu had chosen, so he asked, "What did you choose?"

"Burn gays."

The minister gave a dry cough, but there was no embarrassment on his face. "Then..." He hesitated for a while, and finally bowed to Bai Xiyu, "I wish you good luck."

Bai Xiyu felt that the minister's words seemed to have other meanings, but he no longer had time to think about these things. At this time, the task is the first one. Who has the spare time to think about the minister's nonsense. (83 Chinese.83.)