Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Since deciding to join Wumingke, Fan Mu's life has become much easier. He always has a smile on his face and is no longer sentimental.

As for whether he was really happy, he himself didn't know.

Now he just helps out in the flower shop every day and basically has nothing else to do.

For him, the moment he decided to join the Nameless Guest, there was no turning back.

He will no longer hesitate after making a decision, at most he will feel a little sad sometimes when he is reminded of something he has seen before.

"Three hundred credit points, thank you!"

Fan Mu was standing behind the counter and was about to reach out to take the money, but the change in front of him was taken by a slender little hand beside him.

"Sir, please take care!"

The voice sounded strange and emotionless, but it seemed as if it was forcing myself to smile.

"Kafka." Fan Mu shook his head and called softly.

Why? Even if he is not the closest person to me, I will never be hated. Why doesn't Kafka let me be a cashier?

Or did Sambo trick him? Does that magical object have any other effects?

"Brother, go back and do your own thing, and stop worrying about Kafka!"

Kafka's emotionless voice sounded. At this moment, her clothes were soaked with sweat. Although there was no emotion in her eyes, they were full of determination.

Are you tired of being controlled?

Fan Mu lowered his head. Her appearance reminded him of the past. They also felt that he was annoying. Was he really interfering too much? He had obviously made a lot of concessions. He was obviously just kind-hearted.

"it is good!"

He finally agreed.

"Then I'll go back first."

After leaving the store, Fan Mu immediately took out his cell phone and called Sangbo.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

"Hello? What does the boss want to talk to us about?" A cocky voice sounded. The moment he heard this voice, the wretched appearance of Sambo emerged in his mind.

"Does the candy you gave me last time have any other use?" he asked directly.

"Other functions?" The other party was obviously stunned, and then thought for a while before giving an answer. A flattering voice sounded, "Hehe, anyway, this is not a big problem, so we didn't tell big brother! Big brother will definitely not blame us, right?"

"After all, I risked my life to get this rare item for my brother..."

There was a lot of chatter on the other end of the phone, and Fan Mu just felt annoyed. He was not stupid, and according to Sangbo's adaptable personality, he naturally understood that the other party was making things up, but what could he do to him?

Putting aside whether he could defeat the other party in a real fight using this body, the fact that the other party had truly been helping him in the past two years meant he couldn't say much.

"Let's talk about its other functions at the same time." Fan Mu covered his face.

"Well..." The other party hesitated for a while before saying: "There shouldn't be any other questions, right?"

"Should?" Fan Mu was speechless, with a hint of anger and worry in his tone. Will Kafka be okay?

"No, no!" Hearing his unfriendly tone, Sangbo said hurriedly: "I can't guarantee the rest, but I guarantee with my head that this thing is absolutely harmless to the body!"

"That's fine!" After hearing that it was harmless to the body, Fan Mu softened his tone.

"One last question, how long will the effect of this magical item last?"

"Let me think about it. It seems to be eight years."

"Okay, I got it." After saying that, Fan Mu hung up the phone and rubbed his eyes.

He felt like he was getting angrier every time he talked to Sambo, even though he wasn't someone who got angry easily. But because of this, he wasn't too sad at the moment, and all the bad thoughts in his mind were temporarily swept away.

On the other side, looking at the hung up phone in his hand, Sambo pinched his chin thoughtfully.

"Strange, how come I don't know what other uses these things I made have?"

"But judging from his tone, things seem to be getting more and more interesting! Hehe!"

In May, the day of departure was getting closer.

Since being kicked out by Kafka, Fanmu now spends most of his time in the library and the Starry Sky Train, except for occasionally going to the flower shop.

"What's wrong? Are you having a conflict with your sister again?" Ji Zi looked speechlessly at Fan Mu who was sitting on the sofa reading a book in the train. It was noon now, and she had sufficient reason to suspect that he came here to eat and drink for free.

But she was still very happy. After all, she finally had a companion, and future train journeys would not be so boring. Of course, it would be even better if the other party did not come here because of a conflict.

"Not really." Fan Mu replied calmly, looking at the book in his hand and drinking his coffee in one gulp. "I mainly came to see the books on your train."

As a pioneer in the universe, the books collected by the Star Train must be extremely useful or valuable. Since I have agreed to be an anonymous guest, I naturally have to prepare for the next two years of wandering.

"How can you drink coffee like this?" Ji Zi rolled her eyes, but still considerately poured him another cup.

"By the way, why did you make your sister angry again this time?" Ji Zi asked curiously. The last time she saw the brother and sister, they seemed to be very close. Why are they quarreling every day?

Hearing this, Fan Mu fell silent and did not answer. The atmosphere became a little strange at this moment.

Ji Zi naturally noticed this and realized that she had said the wrong thing. Just as she was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, she heard him say something meaningful.

"Jizi, did you say that family ties are so fragile?"

"Family love?" Ji Zi was stunned for a moment and then sat down next to him. "Family love is not fragile, or rather, it is the strongest of all emotions."

Hearing this explanation, Fan Mu's eyebrows twitched, without any expression on his face, he just said lightly, "Yeah."

The most tenacious one?

If family love was really the strongest of all emotions as she said, then he wouldn't have been overtaken in the matter of Kafka, and he wouldn't have been betrayed by so many people.

Seeing him like this, Ji Zi knew that he didn't listen to what she said and stopped talking. Does that mean what she said must be right?

"I'll go back first." Fan Mu stood up and put the book in his hand back to its place.

"Fan Mu, I don't know what happened during this period, but as your future companion, I still want to advise you not to make a decision that you will regret!" Ji Zi looked at his back seriously.

Fan Mu's lips moved, and finally he answered, "Yeah."

Regret? Why should he regret? It wasn't him who did anything wrong.

Ji Zi watched his receding back until he disappeared from her sight.

"Hey! Has the passenger Vanmu left?"

"I even cut a fruit towel for him!"

At this time, a cute voice sounded, drawing Ji Zi's attention back. She looked at the creature that was half a meter high on the ground and looked like a plush toy. She held it in her arms like a pet and rubbed its plush head lovingly!

"Pam is biased! You didn't even help me cut when I came, and I was the one who came first!"

"Passenger Jizi, please don't rub the conductor's head!"