How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Yu Gongcui attributed the boy's behavior to the natural kindness of young children, and did not ask unnecessary questions at this critical moment.

Although he was a little concerned about the abnormal growth of vegetation around him, after standing up, he still coughed lightly and urged the other party to leave quickly.

"It's very dangerous. After a while, they will find out that they have been tricked and turn around, and they will definitely embarrass you. So you have to go home quickly, you understand, little brother?"

The other party glanced at the blood-stained coat on his body, with a hesitant expression on his expression.

The buff ability of "Ghost Beacon" can only be used on people other than the main body, so naturally it cannot heal Yu Gongcui's injury.

However, although it looks miserable, as soon as night falls and midnight passes, he can borrow the abilities of others based on the number of card draws refreshed by the system, and repairing his body is a breeze.

Facing the child's obvious worried eyes, Yugong Cui was moved by this kindness, and smiled at him comfortingly.

"I'll be fine. So be good and go home."

When the little boy realized that he really couldn't be of much help, he squeezed the strap of his schoolbag and walked away with three steps and three turns. Yu Gongcui also changed the direction and continued to move forward. After confirming that there was no trace left, he found a hiding place to hide.

The sun has not yet set, and there are still many hours before the arrival of the next day.

Yu Gongcui sat in the corner of the unattended abandoned warehouse, simply stopped the bleeding from the wound on her body, leaned against the mottled wall and closed her eyes to rest.

The tense nerves are relaxed, and the dizziness caused by blood loss is superimposed into a powerful hypnotic.

Although he tried his best to control himself to stay awake, as time passed, he fell into a misty and light sleep without knowing it.

Filled with grotesque dreams, it seems that I have seen many old people, but their faces are all blurred.Before they could speak, those figures turned into sand and gravel like weathered stone statues, and all of them disappeared.

When I woke up, the night had already darkened.

The feeling of emptiness in the chest is still quite obvious, Yu Gongcui sighed a little tiredly while pressing the swollen and painful temples.

He asked about the system time, and after getting the answer of "five minutes to ten o'clock", he let himself lean against the wall in a daze.

Subconsciously, he reached for the cigarette case in his bosom, and after groping for nothing, he realized that even the cigarette lighter was in Bugarati's custody, and he paused slightly.

The system did not simply disappear after answering the time as before, but paused for a while, as if planning to start some in-depth conversation.

[The host's recent mental state is not quite right.Do you have any troubles and want to talk to the system? 】

Yu Gongcui closed her eyes, too lazy to talk to this artificial mentally handicapped person who pretended to understand human emotions, and said a little perfunctory.

"No, you made a mistake in your judgment."

The system said tactfully: [I have monitored the secretion of various hormones and brain activity of the host. Human doctors will make mistakes, but the data will not. 】

Say you are sick, you are sick.

After getting the host's silence as an answer, it became more courageous and continued to talk.

[It's understandable that I can't let go of the matter of the last dungeon.At present, it seems that the host's treatment method of using time to dilute everything has failed, and you should also know that long-term unreasonable depression is an early manifestation of certain mental illnesses. 】

[It can be ignored when there are friends around, but the longer you are alone, the clearer the feeling will be, right? 】

I thought this level was enough to make the host wake up and pay more attention to his mental health—after all, he is also a person who has studied relevant knowledge, so he won't shy away from medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, what he got was an unwavering and calm denial.

"Can't let go? Do you mean that I have to rely on someone to survive?"

[? ? ?I'm not I didn't, the system didn't say so!Don't misinterpret other people's words without authorization! ! 】

After refuting, he couldn't help but asked angrily, 【Since the system's conclusion is not approved, does the host think that the current state is normal? 】

After a little movement of the numb limbs, Yu Gongcui changed her posture to let the blood flow, and her voice became deeper and deeper.

"I haven't deluded myself that far."

"However, it has nothing to do with what happened before... and those two people."

Talk about a lot of moisture.

Regardless of the actual causality, you must convince yourself to agree with this conclusion.Compared with the insignificant truth, the negative emotions that flourished when he mentioned the memory made him feel more tormented.

Indeed, as the system said, it never faded with time.

Maybe it's because too much painstaking effort has been spent and too many emotions have been poured into, those subtle and undetectable influences have been integrated into the flesh and blood, and can no longer be shaken off.

He was silent for a while, before coming to a more essential conclusion.

"In the final analysis, it's all your fault. The sudden appearance of arresting people to do tasks or something. The wish I made on my birthday... At least for now, I think it has come true."

While he can't describe exactly what it takes to achieve friendship, he has a pretty good idea of ​​what to give and what to reveal.

Compared with the self who knew nothing at the beginning, he has matured too much.

Originally, I just casually mentioned my own conclusions, and did not intend to be recognized.After all, according to the usual performance of the system, it will definitely shout "It's still far away", and then urge the host to attack more targets and rush to the next mission world as soon as possible.

The answer I heard was different from what I expected.

【Well, actually, the system also thinks——the host is qualified! 】

It whimpered and beeped softly, [After all, some missions are too difficult, and it is really incredible to be able to pass the level successfully.Therefore, the system judges that the host has undoubtedly understood what the 'method of gaining friendship' is! 】

Thinking of the words the system said when she was just bound, Yu Gongcui's heart moved, and she straightened up subconsciously.

"So, after this dungeon is over, will you send me back?"

The system answered honestly: [No. 】

Yu Gongcui: "..."

[Host be safe and don't be impatient!The reason why they will not return immediately is that after all the missions are over, in order to reward the hosts who have successfully cleared the level, there will be a big gift package distributed uniformly—that is, the commonly known reward level!After receiving the rewards, you can retire completely! 】

Yu Gongcui put down her raised fist, and said kindly: "You didn't say it earlier."

"The system must know exactly what the reward is. Money? Or some kind of ability?"

The system kept silent, and even told Yu Gongcui to work hard in a down-to-earth manner, and strive to complete the task of securing the first and competing for the second in this world.

[The host has also noticed that because of the identity I arranged, the difficulty of conquering this world is very, very small. 】

It whispered like a thief, with a certain purpose and persuasion, [However, even if it is the same attack target, the trust value from the 'Mafia Assassination Squad Leader' and the 'Mafia Family Leader', The point coefficient here in the system is different... After all, what we want to attack is the villain boss, the boss. 】

The integral coefficients are different.

——In other words, if Xanxus succeeds in rebelling and ascends to power, the energy obtained by the system is likely to be several times that of before.

Just to take advantage of this loophole, Yu Gongcui specially arranged for Yu Gongcui to be in contact with Xanxus.

Immediately understanding what the system meant, Yu Gongcui, who was shocked by its shameless behavior of exploiting loopholes, typed a series of ellipsis.

System, you have changed.

You are no longer the principled system that sternly rejected cheating when you first met.

"So you're saying that I not only need to gain the target's trust, but also help him succeed in his career?"

After the system defaults, a meaningful prompt is given.

[According to the current development situation, one day, the host will receive the task of 'gaining the trust of the passionate boss'. 】

[The current Boss Shenlong is invisible, and it is almost impossible to attack it, but if someone who trusts the host is elected as the new leader, wouldn't it be possible to complete this task simply and satisfactorily without spending any effort? 】

... Good guy, Yu Gongcui called him a good guy.

Once the problem of trust value and energy is involved, the artificial mentally retarded suddenly becomes intelligent.

In addition to his heartbeat, he suddenly became alert.

"In order to take advantage of the rules, you deliberately pushed me to Xanxus' side, so in order to take this shortcut, what arrangements did you secretly make?"

Accompanied by an exaggerated sound effect, an orange egg appeared out of nowhere in front of Yu Gongcui, spinning in circles.

[It's past zero!Dear host, come and draw a card! 】

The corner of Yugong Cui's mouth twitched, no longer delving into its behavior of changing the subject, and raised her right hand and put it on it.

The orange fluorescence on the surface of the eggshell became brighter and brighter with his actions, and finally a card appeared in the air above.

The upper body of the male is half-naked, with his back facing out of the painting. The exposed ivory white skin wraps the distinct muscles underneath. His right hand is stretched out, as if he is about to touch the star-shaped birthmark behind his left shoulder.

The blond hair like the sun and the familiar side face made Yu Gongcui immediately recognize that this was her own second young master who was not a man.

— But, the birthmark?

He didn't reach out to touch the card, but stared at the circular scar on Dio's neck and frowned for a while before poking the system.

"The birthmark, I remember it was on Jonathan's body."

The system quickly gave an explanation: [But after the host leaves the mission world, the system will not spend energy to maintain the body data all the time!So after that, the body left by the host will use the 'person who trusts the host most' as a template, and gradually assimilate into the latter's appearance! 】

Really lazy.

In this case, Dior must have found something wrong.But if you walk away by yourself, so what if you find out.

Yu Gongcui shrugged, reached out and lightly touched the translucent card floating in front of him, the system also dematerialized and returned to consciousness.

Accompanied by the orange light spots flooding the whole body, there is a spontaneous sense of power.

The deep bone wound healed at an incredible speed, and the five senses were strengthened a thousand times.

Taking a deep breath of the slightly cool night air, distinguishing the various complex flavors mixed in it, Yu Gongcui stood up from the ground with his hands on the ground, slowly moved his limbs, and heard crackling sounds coming from inside his body. Crisp.

As soon as he dodged, he appeared at the warehouse door in an instant.

The moonlight was bright and bright, shining on the vampire who had suddenly appeared here and was looking up at the sky.

The latter stared at the shining full moon above the endless night sky, and after adapting to the thirst for blood and the soaring sense of power, he turned his head suddenly and squinted in a certain direction.

there is something.

In that direction, at a relatively close distance, there is something worthy of attention.

It somehow attracted all the attention, making the blood flow speed up involuntarily, and every cell in the whole body expressed the desire to explore.

The strong desire in his blood gave birth to Yu Gongcui's curiosity and pushed him to take a step towards the source of inexplicable attraction.

Could it be something related to the second young master?

Night is the home field of vampires, so there is nothing to worry about even if you encounter a substitute messenger.Since there is no risk, let's take a look in the past.

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In the bungalow where the lights were still on, the man smelled of alcohol was counting a few banknotes in front of the messy card table, recalling the large amount of banknotes that the gang of cronies won from him earlier, he could not help but curse a few words viciously .

The door opened with a creak, and a black-haired woman with heavy makeup stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked in, her face was still blush from being wildly excited on the dance floor.

She laughed and said goodbye to her friends outside the door, kicked off the shoes on her feet casually, sat down on the sofa next to the man, and lazily removed her makeup, revealing a picture that although she is no longer young, she still has charm. pretty face.

The man holding the money gave her a sideways glance, and before he could say anything, his attention was attracted by the movement in the corner.

——It was the oil bottle brought by that wife when she got married, a little bastard who had no blood relationship with him.

The boy was holding a water glass, standing on tiptoe trying to drink some water from the tap, but because he was not tall enough, he had to drag a bench over and step on it.What he had heard earlier was the sound of stool feet rubbing against the floor.

The evil fire in his heart suddenly found an object to vent. The man made no secret of his malice. He rolled up his sleeves and walked over in a big stride.

"It's so late, you don't sleep because you want to make trouble for me?!"

The boy's lips, barely reaching his waist, squirmed, and he mustered up his courage in a last-ditch effort to avoid the spanking.

"I... have no dinner, I'm hungry..."

The mother only cared about going out to have fun by herself, and the unreliable stepfather was so addicted to the poker table that he completely forgot about preparing dinner.

I have long been used to this kind of thing, but I just want to drink some cold water to satisfy my hunger when I am too hungry.

However, after hearing this reason, the bearded man became more and more furious, pulled the belt around his waist with his backhand, and swung it loudly twice in mid-air.

"You mean to blame me for all the preparations?! Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, isn't this family poor because of you, a brat! If you don't discipline yourself well now, do you still plan to ride on me in the future?" The head is coming!!"

Knowing that begging for mercy is useless, Giorno curled up habitually, waiting for the coming beating.

Involuntarily, he glanced in the direction of his mother through the gap in his arms.

However, the woman was stroking the fine lines at the corners of her eyes in the mirror distressedly, and she was accustomed to the countless domestic violence scenes that happened nearby, and she was indifferent.

— She never cared about herself.No one cares about themselves.

Isn't this something that has been clear for a long time?

The boy closed his eyes tightly and buried his face in his arms.

But unlike usual, the expected pain never came.

Instead, the man could not hide his terrified growl, threatening someone sternly: "You, how did you get in?! I have a gun! Get out, or I—"

The tone of the second half gradually increased, gradually turning into a miserable and sharp wail.Still maintaining the posture curled up in place, Giorno heard a "click", which was the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Amidst the screams of his stepfather and the screams of his mother, he slowly opened his eyes, and before he could see clearly what was in front of him, someone gently hugged him.

The very strong and powerful arms trembled slightly because they suppressed the overwhelming emotions.

The man stroked his back deftly, with the same hand that broke his stepfather's arm earlier.The words uttered from the lips seemed to be covered with honey, dripping down the eardrums into the bottom of my heart, making the whole little heart tremble helplessly.

"It's okay, it's okay... good boy," the voice was low and hoarse, because I was a child, I deliberately put it on very gently, like cotton candy that will melt when it touches water, "It's mine. Wrong...I didn't find you until now."

find me.

me?

A certain emotion that he had been suppressing since he was sensible, so that he often thought he didn't deserve to exist, broke through the gate, making Giorno involuntarily clenched the opponent's sleeve.

Although he doesn't know the cause and effect, at this second, he was touched by that undisguised sincere emotion, which may be called aggrieved emotion, which made him involuntarily bury his cheek on the young man's shoulder, letting these few days Years of accumulated tears poured out.

Yu Gongcui sat on the sofa in the living room holding Gioruno who had just cried.

The child was already very sleepy, his head was shaking a little bit, but he still forced himself to stay awake, raising his hand to look at Yu Gongcui from time to time, his little hand tightly clenched his index finger.

Giorno's biological mother and stepfather quietly moved the bench and sat across from each other, their faces turning pale one by one.

On the table between the two sides, there was a pistol/gun that Yu Gongcui had squeezed into a ball of broken copper and iron.

Every time the distracted two glanced over the table from the corner of their eyes, their expressions would visibly worsen.

Compared to her husband who was holding his broken right arm and baring his teeth, the woman's eyes lingered on Yu Gongcui's unusually eye-catching blood-red pupils and the looming sharp fangs between her lips, as if recalling something, her expression was extremely infatuated with and Switching back and forth between extreme fear, but when he saw the sleepy Giorno, his whole body trembled, all of which turned into guilt and panic.

—— Giorno Giovanna, the child she gave birth to with a vampire named "Dior" when she was traveling in Egypt.

The latter's flawless and handsome appearance like a sun god, and his faintly dangerous evil nature, all made the women at that time go crazy for it, and they were willing to sacrifice everything.

But for some reason, before her due date came, Lord Dio was attacked by troublesome guys who suddenly appeared, and completely disappeared.

She had no choice but to return home in embarrassment with a big belly, and not long after that, she gave birth to this child.

But the novelty can't overwhelm her nature. For her, this child is just a tool to prove her love to Lord Dior. Now that her lover has disappeared, the woman who is not ready to become a mother at all forgets about it and just cares about it. Playing by yourself, never fulfilling the obligations that should be done in a day.

And now, trouble finally found its way.

On the surface, Yu Gongcui listened to the other party's trembling statement without saying a word, feeling disgusted in his heart, and sighed enigmatically towards the system.

"Look, my son."

system:?

System: [Host, be normal.Didn’t I say that the body used by the capture target Dio Brando will synchronize data according to Jonathan Joestar’s template——]

Yugong Cui lovingly rubbed Giorno's head in her arms, and pushed back the strands of black hair that were raised up.

"My son is so cute," he added after thinking, "strong and kind."

System: [...So I said everything——]

Yu Gongcui insisted: "My son."

what your son!Have you made even a DNA contribution in it! !

However, the system can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. After repeated defeats, he can only ignore the facts and agree with the host aggrievedly.

[Okay, okay, your son. 】

Yu Gongcui hummed in satisfaction, and shifted her attention away from the woman who huddled up after the briefing.

He asked Giorno, who was digesting the story with wide eyes in his arms: "Do you want to stay here?"

Here, it refers to a woman who has no sense of motherhood and a stepfather who is often abusive.

The black-haired, green-eyed child trembled all over, pursed his lips and lowered his head.

He held Yu Gongcui's fingers with increasing strength, bowed his head and thought for a while, then raised his face to look at him, his eyes were like the clearest green crystals in the world.

"What is the relationship between you... and my 'father'?"

Yu Gongcui didn't mind that the two people next to him pricked up their ears to listen, then raised her hand to touch the little guy's head, and gave an honest answer.

"At the end of the nineteenth century, I was a deacon serving Master Dior. But for some reason, we, as vampires, fell into—well, it can be said to be dormant."

"The second young master must have just been awakened in the past few decades and stayed in Egypt. I woke up later, and my state is also very subtle." He slowly searched for words, trying to express in a form that children can understand Come out, "Didn't you see it during the day? I should have given up my identity as a vampire now and lived as an ordinary person."

The question on Giorno's face was very obvious.

Being hunted down by gangsters is also called ordinary people?

And the color of the eyes is also different from the daytime, and vampires cannot move in the sun... So, is it only at night that they can change back to their original state occasionally?

Pressing the relevant speculation back to the bottom of his heart, he pursed his lips and thought hard for a while before answering the previous question.

"I don't want to stay here. But I can't make up my mind to believe you with these few words alone."

"If I say I want to go with you, how can you convince me?"