I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

"He's really handsome, but he's too thin. Could it be malnutrition?"

"..."

Under the dusky sunset, Uncle Kyosuke walked slowly towards the end of the street with a slightly staggering pace, looking at the cheerful white-haired boy running ahead with a smile.

On the asphalt road behind them, two long shadows merged together in the light and shadow.

ten minutes later.

Yuuri Takishiro opened the door with the key, took off his shoes, ran into the rental house with the game box in his arms, turned on the TV impatiently, and inserted the game cassette into the device.

Uncle Kyosuke walked to the kitchen with the vegetables and rolled up his sleeves to cook.

"Uncle, sit down together! Haven't we been waiting for the sequel of this game for a long time? Let's play for a while before eating!" Yuuri Takishiro connected the two controllers and sat on the soft cushion. He picked up the other handle and waved it at Uncle Kyosuke.

"Play by yourself first, I'll make the meal, and I'll play with you after the meal."

Yuuri Takishiro shrugged, he could only pick up one of his controllers and operate it on the screen.

Uncle Kyosuke stood in the kitchen, looked at Yuuri Takishiro's back playing the game alone, and smiled helplessly.

For so many years, he has fantasized about Yurina Takishiro's character countless times. After being a guinea pig for so long in a crazy laboratory like "Jodo", he thought that Yurina Takishiro's character would be affected very darkly. , even extreme...

But he never expected that Yuri Takishiro turned out to be just a gaming otaku, and he was purely like a blank sheet of paper.

Maybe some people are born kind, even in such a painful and desperate environment, there is still a piece of pure land in their hearts, and games are the sustenance of this pure land of soul.

Without those games, maybe Yuuri Takibai would have gone crazy, and maybe he would have grown into a big devil with terrifying power and extreme personality...

For Yuuri Takishiro, the game is not just a game...it is his salvation.

Fortunately, the game has also become Uncle Kyosuke's salvation.

If there were no games, it would not be so easy for Uncle Kyosuke to get close to Yurina Takishiro. After learning that his interest is games, Uncle Kyosuke immediately showed his professional skills of bragging, and established himself as an experienced game hobby The one who led him to frantically shop in Akihabara quickly closed the distance between the two of them.

Of course, for a middle-aged uncle like Uncle Kyosuke, playing games is really tiring, especially staying up late to play games.

But Uncle Kyosuke enjoyed it.

Not because of the game itself, but because sitting next to him and playing the game with him was his son.

Ten minutes later, two bowls of fragrant curry pork chop rice were brought out from the kitchen. Uncle Kyosuke wore an apron, rubbed his hands on his body, and shouted:

"time to eat."

Yuli Takibai smelled the aroma and immediately felt a sense of hunger. He swallowed, put down the handle in his hand, walked to the table and sat down.

He picked up a piece of golden curry and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Uncle, the curry pork cutlet rice you made is really delicious." Yuuri Takishiro said sincerely.

"Really? My daughter said the same thing." Uncle Kyosuke smiled proudly.

"Did uncle have a daughter?"

"Yes, as old as you, very good, very smart."

Yuuri Takibai thought for a while, "Then you...are you a father too?"

Uncle Jingjie was taken aback, then smiled, "Of course."

Yuuri Takishiro lowered his head and took a few mouthfuls of rice, as if he was thinking about something.

"What's the matter with you?" Uncle Kyosuke asked when Yuuri Takishiro fell silent.

Yuuri Takibai said slowly, "Before I came down, someone told me...my father is waiting for me. He has been waiting for a long time and asked me to find him."

"and then?"

"I asked him, what is a father?" Yuuri Takibai paused, "He said a lot, such as being selfless, willing to give everything for me, tall and majestic...I said I didn't understand.

Then he said,

When you meet the man who is most special to you, don't doubt it, it's your father. "

Uncle Kyosuke's chopsticks stopped in the air.

After a while, he continued to take a mouthful of rice as if nothing had happened, "Then what do you think of your father now?"

"I don't know." Yuuri Takibai shook his head, "I have never met him, nor have I experienced what they call 'fatherly love', maybe he is like waiting in line to buy a new game for me. Like a stranger who arrives, it is just a short-term passerby.

What's more, I've been down for so long, and that 'father' still hasn't come to me...

But that's fine, if he comes, he will only disturb our game. "

Yuuri Takishira said with a smile.

Uncle Jingjie was silent for a moment, "What if he really came? What would you do?"

Yuuri Takibai thought for a while, "If he really came,

perhaps……

I would ask him, do you want to sit down and play a game together? "

Uncle Jingjie was stunned for a long time after hearing this answer, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Let's eat, and when we're done eating, we'll stay up all night together."

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Chapter 733 Da Xia Needs You

Hokkaido.

Senior clubs.

In the private room, everyone fell silent after listening to all of An Qingyu's information.

Their faces were extremely solemn.

"An accident happened to Gao Tianyuan?" The knight frowned, "How could this be... There is no information about this at all?"

"But they did abandon the 'circle of people', otherwise the oracles would not dare to raise their hearts, let alone mobilize the soul fuel in the 'circle of people' privately, preparing to build an oracle army." Lin Qiye agrees with An Qingyu's reasoning.

"Fortunately, they didn't find the existence of the ruins. Once they find a way to leave the 'circle of people', they will inevitably start copying the oracle legion and launch a war against Great Xia."

Wu Xiangnan was relieved from the information given by An Qingyu, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Wei Dong nodded, he stood up from the sofa, and thanked An Qingyu earnestly:

"Thanks to the information you provided, otherwise we would not have obtained such confidential information until we killed [Pure Land]..."

An Qingyu frowned, "You don't need to thank me, I didn't collect this information for you, if you want to thank, thank our captain."

Wei Dong was startled.

The knight nodded thoughtfully, also stood up from the sofa, and solemnly saluted Lin Qiye:

"Captain Lin, on behalf of Shangxiehui, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to the [Night Curtain] team.

I will truthfully report these matters to the president, and Da Xia will definitely get the news. After you return to the country, I will award you meritorious service...

In addition, your fifth special team is originally the Night Watchman's "Mist Walk", and you must often enter the fog. If your team encounters any difficulties in the fog in the future, Shangxie will definitely help. "

The knight's thanks can be said to be very important, but in his capacity as the special envoy of the Shang Evil Society, he can indeed make such a promise.

Lin Qiye was also not polite, and readily accepted the goodwill of the Shang Evil Society, but he was a little puzzled by the words "walking in the fog" mentioned by the knight.

"Each special team in Daxia has its own special responsibilities. I think you are clear about this." Wu Xiangnan saw Lin Qiye's doubts and explained,

"001's [Heroic Spirit] team is responsible for guarding the Great Xia National Games;

002's [Psychic] team is responsible for chasing and killing ultra-high-risk vicious superpowers in China;

003's [Phoenix] team is responsible for clearing out foreign 'mysteries' that have entered the country;

004's [Masquerade] team is in charge of eliminating powerful local 'mysteries' all over the country...

And the special team numbered 005 is responsible for walking in the mist and carrying out high-risk missions. In the past, this function was undertaken by the [Blue Rain] team, but..."

Wu Xiangnan paused, and looked at Lin Qiye with complicated eyes, "From now on, this responsibility will only fall on the shoulders of your team...

When you return to your country to formally complete the formalization procedures and have your own names, you will become the 'mist walkers' of the Great Xia Night Watchmen. "

"'Mist Walking'..."

Lin Qiye muttered to himself.

"You have been missing for more than two years after you defeated the Shangjing City team and obtained the qualification to become a special team. In addition to the vacuum period after the [Blue Rain] was destroyed, there has been no team in Daxia for nearly ten years." Mist Walk' duty is over.

It would have been okay if it was two years ago, but during the period of your disappearance, Daxia's situation in the fog became more and more dangerous. Without the 'eye' in the fog of the 005 team, Daxia would become more and more passive. "

Wu Xiangnan looked into Lin Qiye's eyes seriously, took a deep breath, and said word by word:

"You guys must return home as soon as possible!"

"Now in Daxia, there is an urgent need for a fifth special team."

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, "I know we should go back...but what about the things here?"

"We are responsible for everything in the 'circle of people', you don't need to worry." The knight said, "Next, we need to find out the terrain here, prepare the list of 50 people who are going to be extradited, formulate a destruction plan, and then lead the The large forces of the evil society will come... This process will take at least half a year.

If you continue to stay here, it will be a waste of time, as Wu Xiangnan said, the whole Great Summer is waiting for you... You shouldn't be here. "

Lin Qiye was silent for a long time, but still nodded.

"I see."

……

【Pure Land】.

An Qingyu looked at the closed electronic screen in front of him, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Qingyu, are we going back?" Jiang Er floated to An Qingyu's side and asked.

"Yeah." An Qingyu turned his head and looked out the window, looking down at the tiny city under his feet, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I've been wandering outside for so many years... I can finally go home."