Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

After using Xier's money to buy supplies for everyone, they ate and chatted in a restaurant in the city.

"Okay, that's what happened."

After spending a short while explaining to everyone what he was doing yesterday and why he was leaving, Fan Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So this is your sister. Your sister is really the great hero of this city, Xier?"

March 7th was very shocked, obviously he didn't expect the plot to develop like this.

"Well, it is."

Fan Mu nodded with a smile. He didn't say much about some things, mostly about the simulation.

"What do you plan to do after that?"

San Yueqi asked vaguely while eating the rice in the bowl.

This sentence combined with her current appearance sounded like an ordinary question, but Fan Mu knew that she was asking him whether he should continue to stay on the train?

He was silent for two seconds and was about to answer when he heard a crisp "click" sound. Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

The dishes and chopsticks in Xier's hands exploded, and the fragments splattered all over her body. What was striking was that blood was dripping from her palms.

Her eyes were gloomy, but she put on a pitiful posture, "Brother, it hurts."

Fan Mu hurriedly put the fragments on her body aside and looked at her injured hand.

The original white bandage was now stained with blood again. In order to bandage the wound, the bandage had to be removed, which caused deeper pain.

"Xi'er, bear with it."

He subconsciously tried to comfort her, and then realized that the pain was nothing to her. However, no matter how much she could endure it, it was her sister who was injured, so how could she not feel distressed?

After removing the bandage and carefully wiping off the blood around it, what came into view was two long scratches on the fair and tender hands, with blood oozing out from time to time, which looked a bit creepy.

With a look of heartache on his face, Fan Mu helped her pull out the splinter that had pierced her hand, poured alcohol on it to disinfect it, and finally bandaged it again with new gauze.

"Brother, it hurts, please blow it!"

Xier called out softly again.

"well!"

Fan Mu didn't think about why she suddenly became childish, but held her hand and blew it gently.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Ah."

There was a lightness in her voice, as if the pain really wasn't there anymore.

"Are you okay?"

Sanyueqi and Xing then moved their heads closer to Fan Mu, almost touching his shoulders on both sides.

They were not idle just now, but cleaned the surrounding area and replaced all the dishes.

"fine."

"Alas, it's a pity that I am a life-saving doctor and don't have the ability to heal." San Yue Qi sighed and spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless.

Xingye spread his hands, "I am destroyed."

"Destiny? Yes, destiny!"

Hearing what they said, Fan Mu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered that he also had that kind of power. Since he had never tested it, he had forgotten the existence of this power.

He immediately pressed lightly on the wound on Xier's hand, and awkwardly used the strength in his hand. A little green light sank into the bandage in his palm.

"Xier, does it still hurt?" Fan Mu asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, it hurts!"

Xier stared at his own bandaged hand, then looked at Sanyueqi and Xing who were almost face to face with him, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his voice.

"It hurts? It's not healed?"

Fan Mu frowned. This shouldn’t be the case. Logically, it should have been cured by now.

San Yue Qi was also puzzled, "That shouldn't be the case. Since you have the power of abundance, this minor injury should be healed in no time."

As she spoke, she pressed almost her entire body against Fan Mu's back, and moved a little closer to the wound on Xier's hand, wanting to take a closer look.

Only Dan Heng, who was standing aside, looked at Xier, whose eyes he could not see clearly, with his arms folded across his chest, lost in thought, and felt that things were not simple.

Xier's hair began to stand up gradually, the gray-blue light in her eyes flashed quickly, and her body was shaking slightly. She grabbed Fan Mu's wrist and said in a trembling, almost pleading voice: "Big brother, I want to go back."

Fan Mu was puzzled as to why she suddenly changed her attitude and why it turned out like this, but after just thinking for two seconds, he smiled, touched her head, and agreed to her request.

"Okay, let's go back first."

After saying this, he smiled apologetically at the people on March 7th, and immediately supported Xier and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Xing suddenly called him, met his puzzled gaze, covered her face with her hands, and took out her cell phone from her arms, "Add a contact number first."

"Oh yes!"

Only then did he realize that there was such a thing as a mobile phone that could add contact information. He had been in the lower area for too long and had not come into contact with such high-tech products for a long time. He had always forgotten about it and forgot about the existence of mobile phones.

"I don't think I brought my cell phone."

Fan Mu scratched his head. He had forgotten about the existence of a cell phone and had long forgotten where he put his previous one.

As for building one, I don't know why it can't be built as if there are some prerequisites.

But when it comes to building missiles or something, hundreds or thousands of them can appear with just a thought, as if someone had already designed a program for him, but building a mobile phone is something beyond the program.

"Ah~"

San Yue Qi had a strange expression on his face. "Then how should we contact you later?"

"Forehead..."

Fan Mu was thinking about countermeasures when he suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeve. He turned around and saw Xier shrinking his head with a pitiful look, like a kitten that had lost everything, scratching at the last thing that belonged to it, begging him not to leave, not to disappear, saying nothing but it seemed as if he had said everything.

"You should be staying at the Goethe Hotel now. I will come to find you. If it doesn't work, I will go to the train and talk to Ji Zi in person."

After saying that, he hurriedly took Xier away. It was the first time he saw Xier with such an expression. He thought she had something to hide, or the wound on her hand really hurt her.

Anyway, after leaving the hotel, he took her back on his motorcycle.

"Wow, that motorcycle is so cool, it can even fly in the sky! How come it appears so suddenly?" San Yue Qi pointed at the stairs outside the window that had not yet disappeared in the air with shining eyes, and said excitedly to the two people beside him.

However, there was no response.

Xingwei frowned and looked in the direction they left, touched the gray hair on her head, and felt that things were not simple.

Dan Heng leaned against the wall with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What's wrong with everyone?" March 7th was puzzled.

a long time.

Dan Hengcai looked at the direction they left and said, "I feel like trouble is coming!"

“No way?” San Yueqi exclaimed, covering his mouth. “Dan Heng, don’t scare me. We finally encountered a normal pioneering journey.”

"I hope so too, but I am just overthinking it!"

Dan Heng sighed, shook his head, and said nothing more.