The nth time I met my puppet

Wan Nan still doubted the truth of his words, but San Bing rolled his eyes at her.

"Are you suffering from paranoia? I don't bother to say one thing and do another. If you want to get out, get out now and don't be an eyesore here." After saying this, the soldier turned around and left.

Wan Nan stared at the direction where the soldiers left, stunned, somewhat incredulous. But then she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave, but she couldn't help but continue to complain to 007 in her heart.

"Eh?! Really gone? You really don't plan to kill me? Huh... 007, it seems his identity as a subordinate is still useful."

"Eh? Really? 007 doesn't feel any different. His attitude is still fierce and bad..."

"At least it's better than being a stranger. Even though he's very violent, he usually wouldn't actually kill me... at most, he'd just get hurt. How could he be a stranger? We were chatting so nicely one moment, and then he asked me to start over. This is outrageous... Tell me, is this even reasonable?!"

"That's outrageous! 007 saw you two having a great time! 007 thought there was a good chance, but then... he actually killed the host! That's outrageous! The host was so polite the whole time! Even if he suspected the host of some ulterior motive, he couldn't have done that!"

"Oh, that's terrible. I'll go back to the dormitory first. I don't want to see him again..."

Wan Nan had finally realized that every time she encountered a stragglers, something bad happened. If possible, she really didn't want to go after them! She just wanted to live a peaceful life. But her sister was still waiting for her to come home, so she couldn't give up, and she wouldn't give up.

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When she finally returned to the dormitory... the dormitory manager frowned at her and fanned her face with some disgust.

"I say, little girl, where have you been? You don't have to participate in training during this period, so why did you make yourself so dirty?" The dormitory manager even took a step back.

"Ah?" Wan Nan obviously didn't understand the situation yet. Finally, she looked at herself. Her scattered hair had been burnt a little by the lightning... and was emitting a certain smell, but since it was her own smell, she had gotten used to it and didn't notice it.

The clothes on her body were also blackened by lightning and were stained with a lot of mud, probably from when she was pressed to the ground.

"Look at you. I don't know what happened to your hair, it's all frizzy. You look like you crawled down a chimney and ran out. You were such a pretty girl, how did you end up like this? Go wash it quickly, it stinks..."

Wan Nan fell silent. The situation just now was so dangerous that she hadn't even noticed her own condition. She was in such a state now that she was worse than a beggar...

"007!!! Why didn't you remind me? I can't even show myself in public like this! If you had at least reminded me, I could have used the backdoor! This is so embarrassing!"

Although Wan Nan was just a working class woman, she usually dressed decently. But now she looked so miserable. The dormitory manager's complaints made her feel extremely embarrassed.

As a girl, Wan Nan still cares about her image. And there was at least a long line of people chasing her. When had she ever been so disliked by others?

"Sorry... I'll go back to my room and clean up..." Wan Nan's face turned red. This was the first time she felt so embarrassed in this world.

"Alas...the girls nowadays...don't care about cleanliness at all." The dormitory manager looked at Wan Nan's fleeing back, shook his head and sighed.

Wan Nan was originally just walking briskly, but upon hearing this, she broke into a run. She simply couldn't stand this place for even a second longer!!! Now she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wan Nan quickly fled back to his dormitory and then hurriedly changed his clothes. The clothes were also tattered and some parts were burnt like his hair.

"It's so rotten... I definitely can't keep it." Then Wan Nan threw the clothes directly into the trash can.

"Eh? Host, wait a minute! I think I only gave you two sets of clothes... If you throw this one away, what will happen to the other clothes?"

"...We'll see when the time comes. This one must be thrown away. It's so rotten, and you still want me to wear it out?" Wan Nan asked back in disbelief with a face full of suspicion.

"It's actually okay, it's just a little ugly, but it's not unwearable." 007 doesn't understand girls' love of beauty at all. In his eyes, this dress is indeed still acceptable.

"Impossible! I don't want to!" Then Wan Nan ignored 007 and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing, she sat in front of the mirror again and cut off the hair that was completely burnt...

Wan Nan was really upset to see her long golden hair being shattered by lightning... After a lot of trouble, she finally managed to cut it clean, but...

The burnt hair was cut cleanly, but the hair also looked like it had been chewed by a dog... Wan Nan was helpless, and he held his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly.

Because a lot of her hair was burnt, she had already cut off a lot of it. If she continued cutting, it would not be the hair that was bitten by a dog... but a completely bald head.

At the moment, she was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to cut it or not. In the end, Wan Nan put down the scissors in her hand. She didn't want to be bald!

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, who is it?" Wan Nan opened the door with some confusion.

Standing outside the door was Moros. When he saw Wannan, he was stunned for a moment and spoke uncertainly. "Sorry to bother you, did I knock on the wrong door?"

Then Moros took a step back and looked at the house number. "I'm not wrong, it's 307... Are you? Wannan?" Moros was still a little unconvinced. Although he and Wannan didn't interact much and didn't specifically remember her appearance, he still remembered that Wannan was very beautiful.

But this one in front of him…? Saying the hair was bitten by a dog was a compliment… He ignored the hair and looked at the face, finally confirming that he had found the right person.

"Sir... I'm sorry, I'm Wannan. What can I do for you?" Wannan was a little embarrassed. It seemed that the commander was a little face-blind and couldn't recognize her just because she changed her hairstyle...

"Your hairstyle...?" Moros had a strange expression on his face.

"Ah... this. It's nothing, I just... just, on a whim, wanted to change my hairstyle!"

Of course she didn't dare to say that she was hit by the skirmishers. After all, Moros had warned her not to get close to that side. She did it knowingly... If she was in Moros's shoes, he would think she was stupid.

"Next time, don't cut your hair yourself... You look good without it... I almost didn't recognize you when you cut it yourself..."

How could I say almost? Sir, you clearly didn't recognize me just now. Is it really that ugly? I'm too embarrassed to see anyone...