Bengtie: A card pool character who gives knives to players

"Le, I was wondering why the storyline about Cha Bao was missing. It turns out the Lingzhou plot was arranged here!"

Xing's Sichuan Opera face-changing temporarily lifted the depressed mood of the players who had just experienced a heavy and sad plot.

[Why does the storyboard feel a bit off, like the stick-picking plot in a well-known otherworldly thriller?]

[There's no going back. Don't go ahead. Take my stick!]

[No, there is still a little difference, it doesn't pay tribute to the famous scene of the Healing Hero. ]

Stardust smiled and looked quite cute.

"It sounds good, I love it, tell me more."

Cha Bao: “…”

Ling Zhou: "Since you like it, I'll give it to you after I fix it. It's very useful sometimes when you lose something and can't find it."

① "Hmm? Can it find treasure in the trash can?"

② “Hey, I suddenly had an idea!”

③ "Whoever dares to challenge Master Lingzhou will be defeated by me!"

Chapter 116: Dead Pilot

【I'm super! Steaming!】

【The copywriting team is complex...】

[Well said, I'll go give it a good review first.]

【Not a bad review, not a bad review, not a bad review? 】

Ling Zhou smiled and said, "Although I am old, my arrows are still sharp."

【what? 】

【My godfather can actually answer it, oh my god! 】

[Every word he says is about old age, and every strike is over four health points, right? ]

San Yueqi twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the two of them with a speechless look.

"How can you look old...?"

"And you, even threatening robots, really..."

Xing Li said confidently, "Nonsense! Did I threaten you? Don't talk nonsense if you don't have evidence."

March 7: "Tsk, I'm too lazy to expose you. Come with me to deliver the phone. Lingzhou, are you coming?"

Ling Zhou: "I won't go."

"Ah, then... Dan Heng?"

"Why don't you two go?" Dan Heng was puzzled.

It’s just a gift of a mobile phone, it’s not a big deal.

San Yueqi swallowed her saliva. Could she say that Xing's spaceship piloting skills were even wilder than Lingzhou's?

Xing gave March 7 an elbow for the first time.

"You actually want to let an injured person be the driver, Lingzhou, are your injuries serious?"

Lingzhou was startled, but smiled as usual.

"It's nothing. Have you forgotten I'm a doctor? It will be fine after a while."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, many people looked unhappy.

Everyone knows everything, but the avatar in the game knows nothing.

Ugh……

It was like losing one's life by having one's heart pierced. The injury was so severe that it looked like a dying person.

It has come to this point, and he still calls it a trivial matter.

Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"I don't know."

"Is it the fate of the Tianyu Clan to spend their entire lives sacrificing for others?"

Axian’s words are thought-provoking.

[It's hard to say, Lingzhou didn't explain it in detail.]

If this is the case, then why do we want to break fate, but still walk the path arranged by fate?

[Shouldn't we just look at the world with a cold eye and let everything go?]

[I wish the difficulty of breaking fate was really that simple. ]

A Xian thought about many possibilities in his mind, and absent-mindedly teleported to the Beloberg Administrative District and ran towards Krippenburg.

Just as I was about to go in, I found that the main line sign was not here, but on the train.

"?"

"Aren't you sending a cell phone to Bronya?"

"Don't really give me a plot where Ling Zhou still drives the spaceship in the end!"

She felt relieved only after returning to the train and triggering the plot.

Good news, no.

Bad news, dead pilot.

March 7: "It's all your fault for trying to imitate Ling Zhou and act cool. Now it's over, isn't it?"

Xing: "Please allow me to correct you, that's not called being cool."

March 7: "Then tell me what it is?"

Xing spoke in a serious tone.

"Romance~"

"Huh?! We almost hit the walls of Beloberg. You call this kind of spinning landing romantic?"

Xing: "If I don't drift while driving, what's the difference between having a driver's license and passing the test?"

"Do you have a driver's license?"

On March 7th, the little hand stretches out.

"Really? Show me your driver's license."

"Hey, where's my driver's license?" Xing reached into his pocket in a serious manner.

Sanyueqishengwulu: "Haha... if I had known earlier, I would have opened it myself..."

Xing said sincerely, "My license isn't with me. It must have fallen into the spring... or off the train. Believe me."

San Yue Qi said perfunctorily: "Yeah, I believe it."

"Well, it seems that there really isn't one."

Ah Xian looked as if this was exactly what he expected.

Go into the city, head straight to Krippenburg, and find Bronya.

A plot picture was thrown out, and Xing and Sanyueqi gave a batch of mobile phones to Bronya.

Originally, San Yueqi wanted to teach her how to use it, but she was too busy to find the time.

It was already late when we finished, so we followed Bronya's arrangement and went to the Goethe Hotel to rest.

Standing in front of the gate of Goethe Hotel, March 7 felt emotional.

“Coming back to this hotel, I feel completely different.”

"The first time I came here was because of a trap set by Cocolia."

"The first time I left was when I was led by Ling Zhou and took the initiative to go to the police station with Bronya to gather information."

"Now that I'm here for the second time, thanks to Bronya's thoughtful arrangements, I can finally rest in peace~"

Xing: "Actually, I still miss my own big bed..."

March 7th seemed to have heard something unprecedented. He stared at her with wide eyes and his eyes twitched.

"...Big bed? Do you want to think about it more carefully?"

Her tone was odd.

Seeing her serious look, Xing fell into memories.

"I remember that after leaving the Black Tower Space Station and boarding the train, we were stuck in the ventilation room that day..."

"Oh! It's not this one!" Sanyueqi's face turned red.

"Oh, so it was a dangerous adventure at the Black Tower Space Station, and then boarding the Star Train, unfolding its own space comedy~"

"Where should I even begin? Space comedy, you think of amusing me as comedy, right?"

Sanyueqi pouted unhappily and decided to help her recall the past herself.

"I really want to give you a slap on the head, but let me help you remember!"

"To sum it up in one sentence - you don't even have your own big bed!"

A question mark appeared on Xing's head: "I remember I did."

"On the day we set off for Yalilo-VI, I went to wake you up, but you were sleeping in a cardboard box!"

"How can a cardboard box not be considered a large bed?" Xing began to argue.

"You...you win...never mind. Next time we get back on the train, I'll help you buy the furnishings for your room."

"March, you're so nice."

"You know I'm good. Next time, learn from Ling Zhou and don't make me angry~~"

"What about next time?"

"???"

Sanyueqi's expression froze for two seconds before he launched his ultimate attack against the star at zero frame—

Open your elbows!

"I beg for mercy, ahem, actually I just want to drive again... oh no, I want to compliment your driving skills!"

When Xing saw Sanyueqi about to elbow him again, he quickly changed his words.

Only then did March Seventh hum coquettishly.

"Next time, learn to save fuel."

"Although we on the Star Train aren't financially strapped, we can't afford to be so extravagant."

"Before, exploring new worlds was usually done in two trips."

"Only here on Yalilo-VI is special, with all sorts of accidents happening all the time."

"Dan Heng also came down due to the rupture of the world. Ling Zhou, who was responsible for handling the star core, was injured again, so Uncle Yang had no choice but to come down."

"Now we have to use up a lot of extra fuel going back and forth."

"The cost of a single flight is far greater than taking the elevator up and down at the Black Tower Space Station."

"The fuel for space travel... I'm getting off topic. Why am I telling you this? You wouldn't understand anyway."

Xing: "Your words are so hurtful, Qi."

"It's okay. I don't understand either."

"I see. Then it's alright."

"...Don't sleep too deeply tonight. I'll come and kill you with my knife. Are you afraid of a professional killer?"

"Don't worry, I'm the sheriff. I'm sharper with a knife than you."