Walking down from the public commuter tram and looking at the notice in hand, Marceau's expressionless face corresponded to the name of "There is a private psychological clinic" in front of him.

I’m so fucking, is this the ‘unique’ psychological clinic that Master Cambrian’s Psychological Health Guarantee Center recommends to me by the ‘unique’ and ‘reliable strength’?

Really no problem? How could such a small clinic on a street corner be identified as a designated treatment clinic by the Mental Health Assurance Center? Is there any dark side? Is federal medical care so bad?

With such questions, Marceau came to the door and put the notice in the AI ​​window for scanning. The door that was originally closed was opened immediately, and the cat's head, which represented the AI ​​image, jumped out: "Welcome to a private psychological clinic, I am Xiaoxiao Bangta."

Xiaoxiao Xiaobangta? Do you even stutter these days?

Marceau hesitated, but he shouldn't have it. How could Ai stutter?

With such doubts, Marceau walked into the clinic. The small front hall was decorated well. There were small flowers in the small flower pot, and a small fish floated in the small fish tank on the wall. The only thing that puzzled Marceau was that there was no receptionist...ah, it wasn't that none, but the cat's head on the screen... was really not considered a receptionist.

"Please enter the door on the left, patient."

Meow, patient?!

I was so angry that I wanted to hit people. Isn’t it because I saw too many fragments and because I had eaten too much before, I almost vomited some heartburn? Because of this incident, the system detected that I had vomited, and I felt that I was hurt in my heart?

Create a meow! Don’t disturb me from using halflings and dwarfs to hammer the new Eden, or use the remaining fire of the incendiary bomb to light up the electronic cigarette to fulfill the contract, and you can also see the beautiful life of all beings under the incendiary bomb!

With this idea, Marceau pushed open the door and saw a scholarly look in a white coat, gold-rimmed glasses... "Mom?"

Marceau was stunned and meowed. My heart was so painful. Master Cambrian. Do you know how many shady things are in the designated treatment clinic of the psychological health guarantee center? Others don’t know my mom. Don’t you know where she got the psychologist treatment qualification and doctor certificate?

Even though he said that, Marceau still noticed the other kitten sitting there. His nose was a little red and his face was a little swollen. The most important thing was the drooping white pointed tail, and the appearance that seemed to be familiar.

When the father and son looked at each other here, Marceau reached out and scratched his face...it seemed...it might be...it might be that there was some relationship between his father and his mother that he couldn't figure out.

My mother didn't seem to have planned to receive the patient. She took the notice in Marceau, wrote it on it for a while, and then stamped it.

"Is there any other problem?" asked the psychologist with a smile, and her shadow hit the wall by the light was a terrible look of being devoured by someone.

In fact, there is no need to ask questions, just a gesture of a look or a light cough, and Marceau will be able to exit the room as well as now.

This doctor was quite easy to talk to the cat, thinking seriously.

As for whether the father would be in danger and whether he would be beaten when he stayed with his mother, Marceau felt that the relationship between a chicken and a fox was not the turn of a junior like him to say anything.

Marceau of the Su family still showed a very strong desire to survive today.

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Marceau is not a cat who can gossip. She will not tell what she saw in the psychological clinic today. Although the master of the Cambrian Psychological Assurance Center expressed some doubts about Marceau's healthy psychological rating, it was obvious that Marceau's old mother was not a fuel-efficient lamp. She took the initiative on the phone and scolded the master and said that she should not cause trouble for her if she was not free. A heartless guy like a cat, she would go as far as the sky was.

So, the man who was completely defeated could only lift Marceau's ban on going online.

The lifting of the ban does not mean that Marceau can go online. The cat had to wait for several hours before his account was completely unfreezed.

At this time, Roland Wador's bridgehead had fallen, and the battle between the two sides for that bridge had ended. New Eden proved with facts that the undead had an absolute advantage over human power.

But their offensive ended here. The large-scale bombing of the combat boats finally collapsed the bridge. Now the two sides are across the river. There are only a few narrow sections of the river that are still fighting against New Eden. Although they cannot get through heavy units, there is no problem for ordinary personnel to pass. Now they are trying to open the gap. The combat mages in the East Continent obviously do not want them to live a good life, and they have almost no stop to attack New Eden's bridgehead and crossing the river.

The air power of both sides tried their best in these places. Even the combat mage kitten under Yan lost several regiments. The battle of Roland Wador became more and more tragic. It is said that at least hundreds of players were kicked out of the system every day due to various discomforts.

Of course, none of them can be heartless with the cat, so I think that when an institution like a psychological clinic will make a lot of money in the next day.

However, all this has nothing to do with Marceau. White told Marceau that now the defense affairs are handed over to others to wait for the arrival of new reinforcements, and Marceau will be on the field as the assault commander and command the new army to counterattack the south of the city.

In that case, Marceau simply decided to take a night off.

Since there is nothing to do at home and the girls are online, Marceau also chose to go to his grandmother's hotel to help. The latest Penglai Night Speech Author Gathering was launched again. Because it was an official party, there was no editor who urged to update, nor did he have a furious or a law enforcement AI that fell from the sky. It was just the pleasure of the authors and the four-person offline games of chatting and playing mahjong.

As a young boss, Marceau was familiar with these guys, so he played mahjong with them for a few laps.

During the meal, he also talked about the war in Roland Vader. Every time Ayarok opened, it was a grand "breaking ceremony" for the authors of the fantasy and the game industry. It was impossible to make the game clear and legitimate.

"Speaking of this, New Eden is determined to win Roland Vader." The fat man sitting in Marceau's next house hit a three-screw, which was the big hand of the fantasy world.

"A large number of battle groups are trying to block the gap, but the New Edens held it tightly and had the remaining strength to attack Roland Vader. The New Edens are preparing to take Roland Vader and then bloom in full." Marceau's opponent sighed and scored a 50,000 yuan. This is a new star in the virtual game world.

"口口, my new Eden will eventually unify the world! The useless people in the Eastern Continent! Wash your neck and wait for death!" The thin man sitting in Marceau's previous house smiled wildly, and beat a red picture... I almost forgot that this person wrote a dark fantasy, which is very famous.

"Is that true?" Marceau blinked, then spread the cards open, and took the red master from the previous family to the front of the card score: "The characters are one color, the big four joys, the four secret carries are single riding."

Four times the service is over, flying among the stars, you will go.8)
Chapter completed!