The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 721 Arranged mother 1
Siru looked at Er Gouzi with a smile, "The person who created you is also called the Lord God?"

Er Gouzi: ...

Heart is very tired.

Just now a main god asked you to be destroyed, and he would only admit it if he was stupid.

"No."

It must be denied.

Siru didn't let it go, she played with the ribbon on the sleeve with her fingers, tilted her head, "Then what do you call him?"

"Father God?"

"No, I haven't asked whether you were created by a man or a woman?"

"The girl should be called Queen Mother."

"Are there many systems like yours? They all look the same?"

"Have you seen any other systems?"

"Heh, it's not like all your companions are called Er Gouzi!"

……

Siru asked a bunch of questions.

Ergouzi's white and tender face twitched, and he was speechless.

He had rolled his eyes countless times in his mind and wanted to refuse to answer.

But can't.

"I'm always called an adult, because I have always been in touch with an adult to give instructions, so I don't know if the adult is a man or a woman."

"As for other systems, I've never seen them, and I don't know them."

Not revealing the slightest bit of information.

Siru glanced at him and chuckled.

That laughter... Anyway, Er Gouzi's heart suddenly jumped.

perturbed.

If the woman asks again, should he tell the truth.

For example, if the adult is a man, for example, it is not a private custom, but a factory assembly line operation. There are many systems like him.

Yep.

There are men and women.

All of them are exquisite in appearance, sweet in voice, soft and cute, cute, domineering and well-behaved.

As for the names, the male ones are called Mo Yao, and the female ones are called Feifei.

Of course, there are numbers for adults.

Er Gouzi struggled, these things are irrelevant, if the master really forced him, he should have no problem saying something.

However, Ergouzi... it's really ugly, so tacky.

Knowing by other systems that he was not only intercepted and became someone else's slave, but also changed his name, it was so ugly, he really wanted to die.

Will be ridiculed for thousands of years.

When he thought of this, Ergouzi wanted to erase the memories of other systems.

Siru did not ask any further questions.

Not interesting.

The trajectory of history is often repeated. 0527 is an example. One day she will meet the manufacturer of Ergouzi.

A fateful collision.

But, "Er Gouzi, I see that you seem to have grown up a little."

Did you eat something?

Er Gouzi froze, he quickly reacted, and explained, "Although I am a system, the adults specially designed the growth function when making me. As long as I complete a task, I can grow up."

Siru raised her eyebrows, "Then you will grow up soon."

Er Gouzi blinked, with a pure smile on his face, "Master is so powerful, Er Gouzi is taking advantage of his master."

Pooh!
Just growing up has a fart!

If he didn't leave the adults, he could still have great strength.

Siru let out an oh.

"So will you get married when you grow up? But as a system, there is no way to have children... No, give birth to a small system."

"What if the host mission fails and dies? Will you be sent back to your original form?"

"It's so boring."

"Eh? I have a question. Will you be in love with the host for a long time?"

……

Fall in love with the souls who are attached to the system, control them mentally, and let them do their tasks better.

Very good.

Er Gouzi stared at Siru dumbfounded, "You... how would you know!"

Incredible.

This person actually even...

Siru smiled, "Isn't this a very reasonable thing?"

After all, in Three Thousand Worlds, there are quite a lot of members of the Appearance Association.

Color control is very good.

A beauty, a love.

But she still doesn't know something, whether it's the main god, the adult, or the queen mother, those who create a system to plunder people's emotions as energy or food are themselves emotionally abnormal, or they may be lacking in a certain emotion .

What is missing.

Otherwise, why would the system be allowed to conquer it?

Only those who have fulfilled their obsessions will have better and more delicious souls.

But Siru doesn't know.

She has moved on to the next mission.

Well, I feel dizzy.

Si Ru strenuously lifted her eyelids, and her eyes were pure white.

There is a faint smell of potion in the air.

It's a hospital.

It seems that the person who issued the mission this time is a seriously ill person.

This is a ward for eight people.

The environment is not good, very noisy, there is coughing sound accompanied by spitting from time to time, and the air mixed with the smell of medicine is breeding germs.

Going in and out, opening and closing doors, talking and chatting, watching TV...

No wonder the patient can rest well.

However, the conditions of some hospitals in some areas are very poor.

Siru felt a little cold.

She stretched out her hand... Uh, her hand was very thin, her skin was dry and sallow, her fingers were red and swollen and shiny like freshly filled sausages, the back of her hand next to her little finger was swollen like a steamed bun, and the skin was torn in some places. A chilblain stinks of pus.

Confirmed, this is a pair of hard-working and weather-beaten hands.

Old man's hands.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he pulled up the white quilt covering his chest.Siru sighed, this quilt is really hard, the cotton inside must have been clumped long ago.

Not soft, not warm.

Just like the original owner's mood at the moment.

I was sick and hospitalized, but there was no one around me to bring me water or food.

The corner of her mouth curved into a mocking arc, and she was about to close her eyes to receive the memory. Suddenly, the door of the ward opened again. It was an old man holding a red thermos bottle. The water bottle in his hand was very old, just like the black one he was wearing. Like a cotton coat.

The cotton coat is rotten.

A thin slit was made in the armpit, revealing the dark blue sweater underneath.The sweater is also very old.

old man...

Not really old.

His hair was not yet completely white, a little long and greasy, and he didn't seem to take care of it very often, and he was holding a hat in his other hand.

The hat is half wet.

His back was bent, as if he had been crushed by the burden of life.

He went straight to Siru's bed, lifted the lid of the thermos bottle, and poured water into a dirty-looking cup on the table.

"Just boil it, it will be hot, drink it cold."

The hoarse and old voice was full of exhaustion.

Siru saw that the old man's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

It was a long night.

"kindness."

She responded softly.

The old man didn't speak any more, and waited for the water to cool down a little before bringing it to her.

Si Ru:……

Anyway, the hands were shaking a little fiercely, and the boiling water would definitely come out.

Very helpless.

The old man sighed, put the water to her mouth, and said, "Old woman, no matter how ill you are, we must go home."

Si Ru was taken aback.

Come back home?

Could it be that there is no money?

What kind of problem is this? With her means, she can fight for money every minute.

(End of this chapter)