Chapter 532: NO.115: Hey? Let's chat about female ghosts

NO. 115: Hey? Let's chat about female ghosts

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"Can you survive?"

GBN's advertisements, in projection mode, hang above the infiltration device, vividly demonstrating how today's era leaves no gap for ad insertion.

When your infiltration device is on standby, the last startup software-related video in the recording will loop.

Whether to save power or for cleanliness, one should develop the habit of turning it off casually, unless you really want to watch those ads.

Xinjo Qian obviously had no such hobby, but she indeed couldn't spare a thought for it, because right after taking off the device she rushed straight for the door, and even when jumping off the bed she didn't have time to put on her slippers.

She had already tried hard, putting in effort while also enduring the dull pain of stepping on the floor.

But such determination couldn't withstand the harsh reality.

The landlord with spatial movement ability would always appear at the door a step faster than her.

With a slight bow, expressionless, he stared at the door, meeting the gap she had just opened.

Thus she let out a small gasp.

One cannot deny that the bloodshot eyes before the door gap are indeed startling, especially at close range; even Xinjo Qian, who isn't afraid of the 'electronic female ghost,' has to retreat two steps.

And these two steps also announced that her 'remedial plan' had completely failed.

"If you want to gain the conversational advantage, letting Bo Pang run would be better." Aomo gave the suggestion, his tone flat.

"Ahaha... How would that be, what conversational advantage..." Xinjo Qian forced a silly laugh to break the ice, "Besides, Bo Pang dear isn't suitable either..."

She hadn't finished speaking when she turned back to see Bo Pang already walking over with his slippers on.

Any conversation involving negotiation is unsuitable to leave to Bo Pang.

So……

"So you can see, right now there's actually no room for struggle."

Standing before her again makes Qian feel the height difference that puts her at a disadvantage, and combined with Xiao She's habitual scrutinizing gaze, it gives the girl a feeling of being questioned by a judge in court.

Although she had never been to court, Xiao She also didn't adopt a genuine questioning attitude.

And this is precisely why she raises her height in the game.

"Master…"

In that brief silence, Bo Pang tried to ease the atmosphere.

But she was never the type good at this, so she directly got stuck, trapped in the conflict between how she thinks she should speak and how she actually should speak.

But her utterance still had meaning.

When the trainer's gaze fell on her, the fading of the blood color in his eyes also noticeably sped up.

This is the privilege of a good child; the trainer's attitude indeed softened.

"I'm here to tell you some things, and also to retrieve my Wolf King," he said, knocking on the door that Qian had propped open from the inside with her raised hand, "Is it inconvenient to come in?"

"Well, well, no..." Qian awkwardly pulled the door open.

Nobody is as extreme as Bi Ze in being able to custom-order special robots and then slack off, even refusing to maintain troublesome tools, thereby highlighting a craftsman's dedication.

So there's nothing shameful to hide.

Of course, if one must say... that cabinet of monster models still easily attracts police attention.

After all, ordinary models can't give the feeling of being watched; even the former Xinjo Qian had said it's unsuitable to let others into her room.

But now she can already invite Bo Pang.

The cyber horse girl focuses on snapping together plastic, completely uncaring about those monsters; considering Suzi and Chazuo's respective fields of study, the time when genuine permission is granted is not far off.

"Then excuse me." "Oh!"

Aomo had just taken half a step when the other suddenly cried out, then turned and rushed to the bedside, picking up the Gundam model still placed on the scanner.

Turning back, he offered it with both hands, his action and smile earnest as a model shop counter: "Your model~"

"Be normal, I'm not here to cause you trouble." Aomo said, taking the model and glancing down at the other's feet.

Although I had this thought when I just got home, after logging in and encountering that evolto, it was replaced by the satisfaction of revenge; as for now……

Aomo could fully notice her unnatural gait as she went back and forth, and the momentary unnatural squint of her left eye when she put on a smile.

"Bo Pang, just carry her to bed; I'll go find the medicine box."

"Huh?" "Received, master; then, Qian, excuse me."

"Heh heh heh, no need to carry, just support me."

"This is master's order."

In the grid-like black dot pattern, Aomo had already reached the downstairs counter; he could still hear the conversation from the upstairs door that wasn't closed, gave a helpless smile, and pulled out the large medicine box nearly the size of a suitcase.

His expression became even more helpless.

This is obviously not a household medicine box, but a mercenary industry specification, and something Aomo initially had high hopes for, but then never opened again.

Mercenaries get injured readily; even serious injury, near death, or being instant-killed are possible.

So Aomo has done plenty of logistical support; this is one of the basics.

But so far the only time it's been used was sharing it with Dongzi True Person for treatment, and then now Qian's sprain.

Considering she now also has the Love Ghost (immune to regular energy attacks) and Lin Dun (ultra-fast regeneration) monster cards, the medicine box's utility is indeed to prepare for others.

Then let's do that……

Aomo, holding the large medicine box, once again dispersed and re-formed at the door.

"Struggling is pointless, Qian; the horse girl will pay more attention to your leg injury than you imagine."

Xiao She, you really sound like a villain when you speak!

People who constantly think about villains in their hearts hear everything as villainous; now lift your legs… you have sprains and abrasions, if you want to run fast, you might as well train together with Bopang and them.

You're serious? I wouldn't dare to train with them.

I'm not holding you to their standard; start training from the most basic parts.

Aomo said calmly: "Whether it's shaping the body or growing taller, both are meaningful; even some source energy cultivation can allow the body to undergo a second development."

How erotic~

…That's a thoughtful idea, Miss Qi. I can see your mood has recovered well; can we talk about gbn now?

"Um… uh…" The girl thought for a moment, then immediately said, "I wasn't intentionally interfering with you when I was in the cockpit!"

The clinging behavior during a roll maneuver is indeed worthy of criticism, especially since my avatar is actually quite dangerous, but that's not what I want to talk about.

Then… is that the number of enemy craft I shot down that I initially reduced?

No, I don't even care about KDA; after all, it's a game I have no intention of returning to.

What is that?

Do you still remember when you mentioned in the game that there was strange ghost customer service? That's what I want to talk about.