Siru looked at Ergouzi with a smile, "The person who created you is also called the main god?" ”

Two dogs: ......

The heart is tired.

Just now, a main god told you to perish, and he will admit it when he is stupid.

"It's not."

It must be denied.

Siru didn't let it go, her fingers played with the ribbon on her sleeve, and tilted her head, "Then what do you call him?" ”

"Father?"

"No, I haven't asked if you were a man or a woman?"

"The woman should be called the queen mother."

"Are there a lot of systems like yours? All the same? ”

"Have you seen any other systems?"

"Heh, don't all your companions be called Ergouzi!"

……

Siru asked a bunch of questions.

Ergouzi's white and tender little face twitched, very speechless.

He had already rolled his eyes countless times in his heart, and he wanted to refuse to answer.

But no.

"I'm always called an adult, and because I've always been in contact with adults giving instructions, so I don't know if adults are men or women."

"As for other systems, I've never seen them and I don't know."

Without revealing the slightest hint of the bottom.

Siru's gaze swept over him and chuckled.

The laughter...... Anyway, the heart of the second dog suddenly jumped.

Disturbed.

If this woman asks again, will he tell the truth?

For example, the adult is a man, for example, it is not a private custom, but a factory assembly line operation, and there are many systems like him.

Kindness.

There are men and women.

All of them are delicate in appearance, sweet and soft in voice, cute and domineering, but well-behaved.

As for the name, the male is called Mo Yao, and the female is called Fei Fei.

Of course, they are all numbered by adults.

The second dog was entangled, these things didn't matter, if the owner really forced him, it should be no problem for him to say a little.

However, the two dogs ...... It's really ugly, so rustic.

Being known by other systems that he was not only cut off and reduced to someone else's slave, but also changed his name, it was so ugly, he really wanted to die.

will be ridiculed for 10,000 years.

As soon as he thought of this, Ergouzi wanted to erase the memories of other systems.

Siru didn't ask any more.

Boring.

The trajectory of history is mostly repetitive, 0527 is an example, and one day she will meet the manufacturer of Ergouzi.

A fateful collision.

But, "Ergouzi, I look at you and you seem to have grown up a little." ”

Is it something you ate?

Ergouzi's body stiffened, and he quickly reacted and defended, "Although I am a system, the adults deliberately designed the growth function when they made me, as long as you complete a task, you can grow up a little." ”

Siru raised her eyebrows, "Then you will be able to grow up soon." ”

Ergouzi blinked his eyes, with an innocent smile on his face, "The master is so powerful, Ergouzi is stained with the master's light." ”

Bah!

Just grow up and have a fart!

If he hadn't left the adults, he would still have great strength.

Siru sighed.

"So you're going to get married when you grow up? But as a system, there is no way to have children...... No, let's have a small system. ”

"What if the host mission fails and dies? You're going to be beaten into your original form again? ”

"That's boring."

"Huh? One question, will you fall in love with the host for a long time? ”

……

Fall in love with the souls who are attached to the system, and control them spiritually, so that they can do their tasks better.

Very good.

Ergouzi looked at Siru dumbfounded, "You...... How would you know! ”

It's incredible.

This person actually ......

Siru smiled, "Isn't that a reasonable thing?" ”

After all, in the Three Thousand Worlds, there are quite a lot of members of the Appearance Association.

Yan control is very controllable.

A beautiful face, a pair of love.

But she still doesn't know something, whether it is the main god or the adult or the queen mother, these people who create a system to plunder people's emotions as energy or food are themselves emotionally perverted, and it may be that one of his emotions is lacking.

What is lacking is what to make up.

Otherwise, why would the system be allowed to attack it?

Those who have completed their obsessions will have a better taste and tastier soul.

But I don't know.

She's on to her next mission.

Well, my head is so dizzy.

Siru laboriously propped up his eyelids, and his eyes were pure white.

There was a faint smell of potions in the air.

It's a hospital.

It seems that the person who issued the mission this time is a seriously ill person.

It's an eight-person ward.

The environment is not good, it is very noisy, from time to time there is a cough accompanied by spitting, and there are germs breeding in the air mixed with the smell of medicine.

In and out, opening and closing doors, talking and chatting, watching TV......

It's no wonder that the patient can rest well.

But in some areas, the conditions of some hospitals are inherently poor.

Siru felt a little cold.

She held out her hand...... Well, the hands are very thin, the skin is dry and sallow, a few fingers are red and swollen like freshly filled sausages, the back of the hand next to the little finger is swollen like steamed buns, and the skin is broken in some places, and a few chilblains emit the fishy smell of pus.

It's confirmed, it's a pair of hard-working and weathered hands.

Old man's hands.

His hand trembled uncontrollably and pulled up the white quilt that covered his chest. Siru sighed, this quilt is so hard, it is estimated that the cotton in it has already become a lump.

Not soft, not warm.

Just like the original owner's mood at the moment.

was sick and hospitalized, and there was no one around to bring water and food.

The corners of her mouth curled up with a mocking arc, and she was about to close her eyes to receive the memory, when suddenly the door of the ward opened again, and it was an old man with a red thermos, and the water bottle in his hand was very old, just like the black cotton coat he was wearing.

Cotton clothes, rotten.

A thin opening was made in the armpit, revealing the dark blue sweater worn inside. The sweater is also very old.

Old man......

Actually, it's not that old.

His hair was not yet completely white, a little long, a little greasy, and seemed to be untidy, and he was clutching a hat in his other hand.

The hat was half wet.

His back was very stiff, as if he was crushed by the weight of life.

He walked straight to Siru's bedside, lifted the lid of the thermos, and poured water into a dirty-looking cup on the table.

"Freshly boiled, piping hot, cold before drinking."

The hoarse old voice was thick with exhaustion.

Siru saw that the old man's eyes were bloodshot.

It's a night to stay up.

"Yes."

She answered softly.

The old man didn't say anything more, and when the water was a little cooler, he brought it to her.

Siru: ......

Anyway, these hands are shaking a little fiercely, and the boiling water will definitely shake out.

It's helpless.

The old man sighed, brought water to her mouth, and said, "Old woman, no matter how bad your illness is, we will have to go home." ”

Siru was stunned.

Go home?

Is there no money?

What kind of problem is this, with her means, every minute to make money.