I can copy infinitely in the sky island of all people

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"Nothing, just asking casually."

After a perfunctory sentence, a faint smile appeared on Jiang Tian's face.

According to the situation conveyed by 0888 and 1365, he has now deduced one thing.

Although the subordinates cannot resist the master's orders, they also have their own thoughts and likes and dislikes.

If they express it themselves, it should be their own true feelings, rather than being driven by some force...

At this time, 0888 suddenly said another sentence.

"You're living a pretty comfortable life, it's a pity, you're just a poor painter..."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"Hey, I've seen it all, can't you see it? Don't play dumb, you..."

Jiang Tian was stunned, and pointed at 1365.

"Look, the painter is here."

As he said that, the painter had already come in front of several people.

0888 took a look at the other party and asked:

"Why are you alone, 0066?"

"She said she wanted to be alone for a while, so I came out first..."

The painter replied, and then looked at Jiang Tian.

"Leader, I...I have something to say to you..."

As she spoke, she pointed to another room, the meaning was obvious.

Swish!

The eyes of the two looked at Jiang Tian at the same time, their eyes were subtle.

Jiang Tian nodded calmly.

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Tian got up, and the two walked towards that room together.

This house is very small, only about [-] square meters, covered with a layer of cement coating outside.

Pushing open the door, the painter led Jiang Tian into a room.

There was a simple wooden bed inside, with a bedding on it, and a stack of papers with various designs neatly stacked on top of the bedding.

Next to the wooden bed is a small wooden table, which is also simple, with some paper and pens placed on it.

"This is... your room?"

While Jiang Tian was looking at the scene in the house, the painter came to the wooden table and carefully folded the papers with figures of various sizes on them.

Then he smiled at Jiang Tian.

"Yes, but since I moved to this island, I have basically slept with 66. The original room was temporarily vacant, and now it has become my studio."

"Is it……"

Jiang Tian looked at it for a while, then looked at the painter again.

The red tracksuit, which was clean and tidy, is now also stained with a dull stain of the same color, and some dirt is also stained on the fair face.

At this time, the painter also realized his current situation, and his expression was a little flustered.

"Leader, I, I'm going to wash and change clothes now."

"No need, what do you want to call me over this time?"

"The ally..."

The painter lowered his head and thought for a while, then walked out of the room.

After washing and drying his face and hands, he returned to the room and looked at Jiang Tian again.

"Leader, 66 and Fatty have already asked you for salary, and I want one too, is that okay?"

"Of course, what do you want? A weapon too?"

The painter shook his head and smiled, and then Jiang Tian was taken aback by what he said.

"Master, I want to live on your island, is that okay?"

"..."

Jiang Tian was silent for a while, and asked:

"Why do you want to go to my island, are you not satisfied with life here?"

"Actually, it's not... the life here is the best time I've ever spent..."

Speaking of this, the corner of the painter's mouth curled into a smile.

"Originally, I didn't have any friends, so I could only rely on the help of my subordinates to resist the attacks of monsters. I watched all kinds of aggressive speeches on the channel every day in panic, and could only rely on drawing to divert my attention.

But here, I got to know 66, I got to know the fat man, I got to know the beautiful empress, and my boring and panic-stricken life has also improved..."

Speaking of this, the painter's smile suddenly became a little bitter.

"At first, I thought that life would continue to be so worry-free, but today..."

As he said that, the painter opened the drawer of the table and rummaged through it to find a white thing.

It was an A4 paper folded into an envelope.

There is a string of ID written on it, and a heart is drawn next to it.

She rubbed the envelope and murmured.

"I prepared this before, but I was relatively timid, so I never handed over this letter.

Originally, I thought it would always be tucked away in my drawer...but now I've changed my mind.

I don't know if something strange will come over tomorrow, and I don't know how long a person like me can survive in this kind of world.

Perhaps one day, an unforeseen disaster will take my life.When I came into this world, I was already prepared for this.But before I die, I want to express this heart. "

Done.

The artist held the envelope with both hands, and solemnly handed it to Jiang Tian.

"Master, I like you.

can i hook up with you "

Chapter 592 Set sail, go home

Seeing the letter handed over, Jiang Tian froze in place again.

He can actually guess the painter's mind.

However, I never thought about it.

In other words, they have been avoiding this matter all the time.

After all, the two of them haven't met each other very much, and the other party's feeling towards her may be just gratitude, or she may have mistaken this gratitude for feelings.

If so, the relationship is a deception.

For Jiang Tian, in order to survive, he can cheat, plunder, and do everything he can.

Although this kind of thinking is wrong, in this world, it is human nature to do whatever it takes to survive.

But on this one...

According to Jiang Tian's original idea, after waiting for a while, the artist calmly thinks about the reasons, and everything will return to normal.

Unexpectedly, in this second meeting today, she actually...

In this small room, Jiang Tian stood there blankly, while the painter bent slightly and lowered his head, continuing to maintain the posture of delivering the letter.

After a long while, Jiang Tian asked:

"Why do you like me?"

"Eh?"

The painter raised his head, looked at Jiang Tian for a while, then lowered his head again.

"Because... the leader of the alliance is very good, good-looking, funny, and good to us..."

"Nice person?"

Hearing this description, Jiang Tian was a little dumbfounded.

After coming to this world, all I saw was abuse.

"Black merchants, cold-blooded, inhumane, if you cut your heart, it's black..."

This kind of description emerges endlessly, and Jiang Tian doesn't take these things seriously.

This time someone described himself like this, but it made him a little uncomfortable.

While recalling these, Jiang Tian also recalled many things.

Finally looking at the painter, Jiang Tian sighed.

"Sorry, I can't promise you."

"..."

After saying this, the painter's body trembled.

"Why, why..."

"Because, I already have someone I like."

Seeing the painter's appearance, Jiang Tian felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past, the other party could easily trade his subordinates to himself. This kind of trust is especially rare in this world.

What kind of feelings he has for the painter, Jiang Tian himself can't say clearly, but it's better to say something clearly, otherwise it will be a very unfair thing to the other party...

At this time, the painter raised his body and looked at Jiang Tian.

"Leader, are you referring to... that female subordinate?"

"Subordinate?"

Speaking of which, for Cai Wenji and Li Xiuning, Jiang Tian is now avoiding using this term to refer to them.

Especially today's experience, and based on the judgment of 0888 and 1365's subordinates, Jiang Tian can also draw a conclusion.

No matter how they appear, they are people with independent thinking, not ordinary NPCs.

Thinking of this, two images emerged in Jiang Tian's mind.

A clever, with a touch of cunning.

A vigorous and resolute, but also revealing a trace of gentleness everywhere.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Jiang Tian's face.

"Strictly speaking, they should be my wives."

Hearing this word, the painter's lips moved.