I am a god in script killing

Chapter 165 Doomsday Wailing (35)

It was still snowing heavily outside, and Bo Jun sat on the bed with his back to the door, staring at the window in a daze.

"Although they only have instincts now, as the environment changes and they communicate with humans, I guess there is a high probability that they will evolve wisdom. Sure enough—"

Mu Lin's words stopped abruptly, but an identical voice seemed to pick up in the silence:

"People can only unleash their potential in desperate situations. If we can use this rule to create different environments to exploit ordinary people, we will definitely get a group of capable ruthless characters in the end!"

The young man also expressed his assumptions and ideals on such a snowy day, with stars in his eyes:
"In this way, people can participate on a voluntary basis, and ordinary people have the opportunity to stand up and have the ability to protect themselves!"

"Brother Juan, can you help me? Let's do it together!"

Bo Jun breathed slowly and closed his eyes.

In the world she originally lived in, human technology had developed to an unimaginable level, and the original pollution storm was also solved by blowing up a planet in a cruel way.

Later, she and Mu Lin escaped from the research base and summarized what they had seen and heard in the pollution storm, and Mu Lin came up with this idea.

In the current copy, it seems like a pipe dream for human technology, but it was a feasible solution at her time.

"Is this trying to tell me that even in the game, I can't stop it?"

Bo Jun talked to himself, and laughed softly for a long time.

"Good intentions..."

As she spoke, she fell backwards, her arms covering her eyes, and she sank into the bed.

"Susu..."

There was the sound of the tail sweeping across the wooden door, and the paw pads fell silently on the ground.

Bo Juan took off his coat and was wearing less now. When the cold wind came in, he couldn't help but shrink his waist.

The big marshmallow came in from the door, raised its hind legs and gently closed the door.

The last ray of cold wind was also blocked.

"White group?"

No one came in like this except her family's big dumpling.

None of the tigers answered her, but the bed beside her felt like it was sinking.

"Ow."

Baihu's voice was deep, like tenderness and patience flowing from a hot heart.

Being so close, breathing close to the ears, Bo Jun's ears were scalded.

"Hmm." Bo Juan tilted his head, without moving his arm, "Don't make trouble with me."

Bai Hu tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly leaned down to rub her, the soft hair slipped across her neck like a kiss, making it itchy.

"puff……"

Bo Juan couldn't bear the tickling, so she smiled and hid, and had to move her arms to care for her big dumpling.

She put her arms around the white tiger's neck, turned around, raised her legs to press on the white tiger, hugged it, and buried her head in the white tiger's fluffy and warm hair.

The room became quiet, except for the small sound of "pop" when the firewood burned.

"Are you here to comfort me?"

When she opened her mouth, she heard the sound of a heartbeat close at hand.

Bai Hu didn't say anything. He lowered his head and raised his front paws to rest on her head, which was a comforting gesture of touching her head.

Bo Jun froze, then relaxed, his arms tightened, and he looked up at the white tiger he had raised since he was a child.

"Will you stay with me all the time?"

She wanted to ask this, but when she looked at the gentle and indifferent blue eyes in front of her, she suddenly knew everything.

"Ninth brother?"

Somehow, Bo Juan opened his mouth and looked at the white tiger in front of him without blinking.

Bai Tuan didn't seem to understand, but just looked at her patiently.

"Forget it." Bo Jun laughed, as if he had dispelled his doubts, and lay back in Baihu's arms, "I must have thought too much."

Bo Juan closed his eyes, but he couldn't see Baihu's expression of relief, and his eyes full of joy and indulgence looking down at her.

——Peace and joy, Brother Jun.

069 thought silently, bowed his head against her head, and closed his eyes contentedly.

(End of this chapter)