Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Kafka, do you want to regain your emotions?"

"think."

"why?"

"Because this is big brother's request! I... don't want to make big brother sad!"

…………

Another year has passed, and this year Kafka is 14 years old.

Fan Mu could clearly feel that his body was not as good as before. Of course, there was no problem eating and drinking as usual, but sometimes he would feel very painful. Fortunately, he had already gotten used to it.

"Kafka, I won't be back tonight, so you don't have to leave any food for me!" Fan Mu said to a graceful girl who was arranging flowers among the flowers.

Without even turning his head, the other party said, "Yeah."

"Grandma, please help me take care of it!"

"understood!"

After getting the answer, he left the flower shop with his sunglasses and took the train all the way to the Interstellar Peace Company.

"Brother, brother!"

As I walked to the door, a very servile voice came from inside, and within two seconds a very showy man came up to me.

The close distance between the two and Sangbo's effeminate actions inevitably made people think too much.

"Sangbo, you didn't lie to me?" Fan Mu ignored the gazes of the people around him and pressed his shoulders, leaning his face very close to him, and said excitedly.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became more ambiguous.

"How dare I! Big brother!" Sangbo looked like he had suffered a great injustice. He slumped on the ground, and a handkerchief appeared from nowhere in his hand and he pretended to wipe his tears.

"I told you the news as soon as I got it!"

"Okay, stop playing tricks! Where is the thing?" Fan Mu felt helpless about his character.

"Here, brother, this is what you want. I spent a lot of effort to get it." Sambo took out a...candy from his arms?

Fan Mu took it and looked at it curiously, wanting to see if there was anything special about it, but it looked like just an ordinary candy no matter how he looked at it.

Does this thing really work?

Sambo saw his distrust and immediately explained: "Brother, don't think this is just a candy, it is actually a rare item!"

"Its function is to stimulate the deepest thoughts in people's hearts to a certain extent, which will subjectively make them close to the person with the best relationship, and make the relationship between the two people heat up rapidly!" He rubbed his hands like a fly.

"Brother, think about it. The rapid development of feelings may not have such a good effect on your sister, but it can at least help her realize what feelings are like quickly, which will be more or less helpful for her future recovery!"

"I got this from the universe with great difficulty!"

After listening to this explanation, Fan Mu looked at the candy in his hand with a thoughtful look on his face. He didn't know whether this was true or not.

"Brother?" A flattering voice woke him up.

Looking at him rubbing his hands, Fan Mu naturally understood what he meant, and after thinking for a moment, he asked in his heart.

"What is this system?"

"I only know that this is indeed a strange object. As for other effects, I have no idea. Because I came to this world and entered the simulation so quickly, I didn't have time to load the module of this world!"

"Is that so?" Fan Mu looked at Sangbo again, his face still with that flattering look.

"System, I remember my core is still there, please give it to me!"

"? Are you sure you want to send the core out? Once the simulation is over, it will be gone!"

"It's already broken, so it's useless to me, right?" He continued in his mind, "Besides, I've heard about the description of rare objects in books. They are quite rare in the universe. The only thing I have is the core! I can't just take someone else's things for free."

"… whatever you want!"

A blue object that looked like broken crystal and was the size of half of Fan Mu's palm suddenly appeared in his hand.

Looking at the core in his hand, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and even his breathing stopped at this moment. Then he quickly looked away, and his whole body returned to normal!

Whether to give it away... or not, feeling the unspeakable bitterness in his heart, he subconsciously put his hand on the sunglasses in front of his eyes and rubbed them. Maybe he should make a break with the past.

"Here you go, this is your reward!" Fan Mu threw the core to Sangbo and turned away.

"Brother, what is this?" Sangbo took the core, looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was, so he scratched his head and asked.

Is this something like a cornerstone?

"Aren't you curious about my power? It's in your hand!" Fan Mu didn't look back, but explained while waving his hand and hailing a taxi.

"The same power as big brother?" Sangbo was dazed for a moment, and then he instantly understood what it was. The expression on his face changed drastically, and he wanted to throw the thing in his hand away but finally held back!

Fortunately, there is no corrosive force on this crystal.

"Interesting!" After Fan Mu's figure disappeared, Sangbo returned to his residence and studied the crystal.

He just did it for the sake of showing it, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected gain.

"It is indeed a power I have never seen before. Although it is very weak, I feel that this thing is very dangerous. It is better not to touch it."

After thinking for a while, he took out an ornate box from somewhere and put the core in it.

……

Do you really want to let Kafka eat it?

On the train, Fan Mu was thinking all the way while looking at the candy in his hand.

The mission progress is now 35%. It has not increased much in the past few years and is getting slower and slower. As expected, it is estimated that it will only reach about 40% when he dies.

The task is still halfway completed. You have to know that the task becomes more difficult and slower as time goes by. This is the conclusion he drew from only 80% of the tasks.

35%. I estimate that even if there are 10 more 35%, it will not be able to pile the tasks to 90%.

Can Sambo really be trusted?

Happiness, am I also part of his search for fun?

"Oh!" Countless questions in his mind kept gnawing at his confidence and trust, and in the end Fan Mu put the candy back into the system space.

Let's wait and see, try to find other ways. The universe is so big, he doesn't believe that there is not even a way to cure insensitivity.

But how can he bring Kafka into the starry sky, and how can he find the cure?

This is another difficult question.

.........

"I'm back!" When he reached the doorstep of his home, Fan Mu shouted towards the house in a cheerful voice. However, when he opened the door, there was no light at all.

No one welcomed him back.

"Huh? No one here?" He went to Kafka's bedroom again and took a look to confirm that no one was there.

"Are you still in the flower shop?" Fan Mu murmured in a low voice, and even he himself did not notice the loneliness in his words.

"No!" He rubbed his cheeks vigorously. "It's a good thing that Kafka likes flower arrangement, isn't it?"

Isn't this what he expected?

Going out and coming to the door of the flower shop, Fan Mu did not go in but just stood at the door. It was not too late now, it was past 7 o'clock in the evening. The breeze blew up the fine dust on the ground, but there were only two or three people walking on the street. Perhaps this is the trouble of a small city, there is no nightlife.

In spring, the evening breeze is not very cold, just a little lonely.

In the shop, under the dim light, a kind old lady was teaching a little girl how to operate a sewing machine step by step. She was smiling, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, while the little girl was learning with a serious look on her face.

The old woman's lips slightly opened, but Fan Mu could only hear the creaking sound of the machine outside.