Sunrise over Fusang.
The radiant morning sun seems to be riding the Three-legged Golden Crow’s golden carriage, driving up into the clouds.
At this mont, the magnificent scenery that appeared in Bao Gucheng’s hands was considered a top-tier, exquisite production in the gaming circle.
However, the man had no interest in the scenery; his gaze was fixed solely on the figure in white on the screen, sitting beside him on the coastal rocks watching the sunrise.
Zuzi had gone to the restroom, and with no one controlling the computer mouse, the white figure remained motionless, leaving the plot unable to proceed.
Still, even a static figure was not enough for him to look away.
After a while, and she hadn’t returned, Bao Gucheng felt sothing was amiss.
He was just about to make a call.
Suddenly, the character on the screen moved.
Zuzi’s character, the "White-clothed Sister," suddenly turned her little face and said to him: "Where are you now?"
Bao Gucheng was slightly startled: "The hospital."
He had been waiting by the operating room in the hospital; didn’t she know?
After a mont’s thought, he added, "The corridor. On a hard bench."
Perhaps the little woman wanted to know if he had a place to rest at night?
Of course, he should make it sound as pitiful as possible.
Indeed, he was sitting alone on the hard bench in the hospital corridor, feeling very lonely.
Just as he finished speaking, "Zuzi" spoke again in the ga: "Do you find this crappy ga fun?"
Bao Gucheng’s lips twitched slightly: "If you like it, I’ll accompany you, no matter what it is."
The other party was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly sent over two words: "Fool."
Bao Gucheng’s brows furrowed: "..."
On the other side of the network.
Nangong Mo had trashed room VIP1888, knocked down guests and bodyguards all over the place, and still felt unsatisfied. He returned, with a dark face, to room VIP1999 where Zuzi had previously been playing.
The room was empty.
Only the computer screen was still flickering with a dim light.
He swept his gaze coldly, instantly dismissing the childish gas Bai He, Xi Rubao, and Wu Qianman were playing, his eyes focused on the screen of "Brother Strategy."
Unable to control himself, he walked over and sat down.
His hand fell on the keyboard, almost without thinking, and he continued following the storyline that Zuzi hadn’t finished.
He wanted to see who the girl, with whom he thought he had great chemistry in the ga just now, was currently confronting!
She abandoned him midway to throw herself into another man’s arms?
His fingers clattered on the keyboard, exchanging a few sentences with the other side.
"Ha, hospital corridor? Turns out you’re just a night-shift janitor? At such a level?" Nangong Mo sneered, sending the two words over, "Fool."
After cursing, he still felt unsatisfied, angrily clicking the mouse on the screen a few tis, inadvertently opening the item bar. Upon clicking, what do you know, there were quite a few Immortal Elixirs hidden inside... of course, there were also deadly poisons.
He snorted, selected a bottle of "Wild Poison Vine Juice" and looked at the item description: this poison never misses, and the drinker would feel like being pierced by a thousand arrows, with blood oozing from their seven orifices, dying a miserable death.
He would use this!
Anyone trying to court the sister he chose, even in a virtual world, deserved to bleed from their seven orifices.
Nangong Mo held the Wild Poison Vine Juice, turning to take the sister’s hand: "This sunrise is so dull, why don’t brother accompany for a walk by the sea?"
If he was to poison the other side, he’d have to stomach the disgust and say sothing fitting the character setup.
As expected, the other party seed moved by his affectionate tone, imdiately standing up: "Alright, let’s listen to sister then."
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