In the space, Fuchen looked at himself in the small world of Sanshan. He was no longer so vital and still so skinny.
Sure enough, one's nature is hard to change.
The system remembered Fuchen’s battle and asked: [Host, what kind of spirit are you? 】
Fuchen smiled and said, "Guess, guess, guess."
system:【……】
[Because the villain gave up the final ascension, the host determined that the mission was successful. 】
[But host, our task progress is very slow. Can we speed up the progress? Or change our identity? 】
The Meat Bun System flew to Fuchen's side, circling in dog-legged circles.
Fuchen glanced at it.
The system discussed, [Other systems are as fast as forty-six, and there are twenty or thirty tasks each time. We are at the bottom of the bottom.]
There are also comparisons in the system.
Every time other systems reported results, it didn't dare to make a sound. It just pretended not to be there and peeked into the screen.
Fuchen held the meat bun between his arms and said with relief, "It's already the bottom, so just lie down happily."
"Although we are the slowest, we are the easiest."
"Zai Zai is the easiest profession."
If you don't have to do homework.
"Come on, let's go to our next mission."
The system's white and fat fleshy body squeezed out from Fuchen's armpit, and flapped its small wings to open the panel.
[The villain this time is a bit special. What Tiandao means is, I hope he won’t be released. 】
Um?
In jail?
Fuchen leaned over to take a look.
[That’s it, that’s it, ahhhh!] The system screamed and ran away.
Fuchen looked at Roubaozi, and after getting along with him for a short time, Roubaozi had changed from the dignified and serious person at the beginning to what he is now.
Sure enough, it was all pretending in the beginning.
Fuchen glanced at the panel and said, "Ah."
Ghost.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
[Ahhhh——] The system screamed and hid in a corner and shrank up, wrapping its little wings around itself, trembling and still trembling.
I'm really scared.
"Well..." Fuchen stared at the panel, she was quite looking forward to it. "That's it."
The system moved its wings, and the white meat bun revealed two big moist eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want this? We can change it."
"No need. Since you saw it, let's take this." Fuchen said.
The system flew over cautiously, and as soon as it saw the panel, it moved back, walked around behind Fuchen, and murmured in a low voice, "This is what they picked out. The further back you are, the harder the task of picking it up will be."
Fuchen said "ah", that's it.
Also, how did A Piao assassinate?
Seduction?
Wow, so exciting.
"let's start."
[But what about the mission identity? Ghosts don’t have the ability to give birth to cubs.] The system said.
"It's okay. Isn't he an earth-bound spirit now? Just let me live there." Fuchen said.
[The host is whining, I’m afraid.]
"You don't have to show up. By the way, help me create two simulated characters. A single unwed mother and an old grandma. Just don't let them hinder me."
The system's small wings vibrated rapidly, and two new characters appeared on the panel.
[Introducing into the small world...]
[The small world "Super Urban Alchemist" is loading...]
[Mission goal: Prevent the villain Li Zhaoxi from going out and causing cholera everywhere.]
[Character image: Human cub, ten months old.]
[Assistant Paper Man 1: Single Mother.]
[Assistant Paper Man 2: Old Grandma.]
[Publishing in the world...]
Supernatural forum.
"Shijia Community, the haunted house in Apartment 13 and No. 404 has been rented out!"
Someone asked a question, and someone immediately responded enthusiastically, "Wow, who is so brave!"
The poster immediately posted a photo. In the photo, a young woman carrying a baby baby entered the apartment door, followed by an old woman helping to carry a bag. There were workers in overalls from "Shunyi Moving" coming in and out in front and behind.
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Kid No. 1: Damn it, are foreigners not aware of this? Or are they just trying to gain advantage? Three women, old, weak, sick and disabled, dare to live in a haunted house?
Urgency is like a law: I guess he is a foreigner and he is trying to gain advantage. There is no girl who is not afraid of ghosts!
Gui Bugui: The map cannon upstairs. I am a girl. But I also think it is a foreigner who is trying to gain advantage. I am a little worried about the child.
Little Ghost No. 1: Looking at the photo, the child is about one year old and still has his clairvoyance, so he can definitely see ghosts.
Gamblers and drunkards will accept all comers: one bet, one hundred bets, bets on this child dying in a few months.
Here’s a rundown: One note, one month.
One note, two months. It is purely a donation of love. I hope she lives one more month.
Three notes, one month.
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Gui Bugui: Oh my God, do you still have love? How pitiful this child is.
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Shijia Community, Apartment No. 13, House No. 404.
Fuchen was placed in the cradle, staring at the man on the roof in front of him with his chest and fists clasped, and stretched out his little fat hands to grab, "We, we, we." He shouted, reaching out to grab the little boy wrapped in clothes.
The physical body is tossing and moving.
But I can't catch it.
The room was filled with boxes of all sizes.
The young and beautiful woman was wearing professional attire, holding her mobile phone and crossing her bag, saying in a hurry, "Mom, I'm leaving, I have a project."
"Eh? You're just leaving? You won't even take a break." The old woman's voice was loud, she opened a box and took out snacks accurately, "Eat on the way, don't be hungry."
"Hey." The woman left in a hurry.
The old woman looked at a pile of boxes, sighed, rolled up her sleeves and started packing.
In the cradle near the balcony, Fuchen kept staring at the man above him.
The man has a handsome face, a cold expression, and his eyes are like knives looking down at Fuchen.
He was floating high on the roof of the building, and in Fuchen's eyes, he was extremely strange.
"Hey." Fuchen struggled with his small body, turned over on his own, and pushed himself up by bending his body.
Staggering, every step is very slow.
As soon as he stood up, Fuchen hugged the railing of the stroller and climbed out with his legs.
As soon as he released one foot, he moved halfway over and suddenly fell off the car.
His head hit the ground, making a loud "bang" sound.
"Ah ha ha ah ah ah -" The child in pain immediately started crying, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his facial features squeezed together, only one mouth wide open, showing four newly grown teeth, and he cried loudly.
The entire living room was filled with Fuchen's cries, high-pitched and loud.
However, grandma was doing something in the room and did not appear.
Two stacked cardboard boxes obscured the appearance of the stroller, and the child on the ground was even more in a blind spot.
Amidst the loud noise, grandma came out to move a box and went in again.
Completely ignoring the little man on the ground.
It's like being deaf.
Ah Piao Nan found it novel and deliberately broke the vase on the balcony.
A light and crisp sound of "Dang Cang".
Not as loud as a child crying.
But grandma heard it, came over, saw the dust on the ground, picked her up, shook her, and coaxed, "Oh, is the baby hungry? I'll make milk powder for the baby."
I put the dust back in the car and went to get the milk bottle. I found it was gone. I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find milk powder. After searching, I found something to eat. I ate two cakes. I felt sleepy and went into the house to sleep.
Fuchen in the cradle was tired from crying and stopped crying. His round eyes were still red, and he struggled to climb over the railing.
Aboriginal resident Ah Piao: ...If I don't do anything, one of them will die.
Chapter titles can easily trigger banned words and lead to a small dark room. This is the only way. This book is heartwarming. I hope I won’t be reported. The ghost dad is a ghost, but he will be very responsible. Don’t report me. This is not a dark fairy tale.
