The little old lady had her hands behind her back and Dahuai on her back. As soon as the elevator door opened, she met five pairs of eyes.
Looking at the players in front of her, the little old lady waved her hand in a friendly manner.
"Hi~ Where is my bed?"
What's weird about the elevator is that it opens directly from the dormitory.
A black player he had never seen before looked at the little old lady with a question on his face.
"Why did you come back?"
The little old lady smiled.
"I work in the emergency department, so I get off work late."
Hearing that the doctors in the emergency department were working overtime, everyone looked at the little old lady with sympathy for a moment, and at the same time they were glad that they were not assigned to be emergency doctors.
What happened during the reception on this day was really horrific.
The players who have made it this far are all veteran players. Most of them who don’t have some trump cards or strange objects have their own skills to deal with horror.
But just like that, in one day, including the little old lady, there were only six of them left.
The little old lady looked around, looking for a certain face.
"Eh? Where is Watanabe-kun?"
With that look, those who didn't know it would have thought that she and Saburo Watanabe were such good friends.
The little old lady answered that it was still the black player.
"Ahem, um, I was overwhelmed. I didn't hold on when I came back. Just a minute before you came back, I lost too much blood and died."
In fact, Saburo Watanabe did not simply die of excessive blood loss.
After all, the place where he was bleeding was relatively private.
The black player felt that although the little old lady was older, she was still a lady, and he knew that Ms. Long Guo was more conservative and shy, so it was better not to be too direct.
The most important thing is that Saburo Watanabe did not survive because he had a conflict with another very powerful player and was injured a second time...
He couldn't afford to offend that person, so he didn't say anything.
After hearing what the black player said, a player sitting on his bed behind him glanced at him and said nothing.
That person is not afraid that the little old lady has a good relationship with Watanabe and will take revenge on him. A person from the Dragon Kingdom and a Sakura Kingdom will not have a good relationship with the Sakura Kingdom as long as the one from the Dragon Kingdom does not have a brain problem.
The other three players also acquiesced to the black player's words.
The little old lady looked disappointed when she heard this.
The black players knew about the little old lady, so naturally they didn't think she could really have a good relationship with the players from Sakura Country, and they only regarded her as a face-saving project for everyone.
In this case, he is also willing to cooperate with the boss.
Symbolic comfort to the little old lady.
"It's human nature to grieve, so don't be too sad."
The little old lady shook her head.
"I'm not sad, I'm just disappointed that I didn't see Watanabe-kun's tragic situation."
Black player: "..."
You always dare to say anything!
Looking at the eyes of the players on the opposite side, the little old lady let out a pretentious ouch.
"Look at my mouth, my expressive skills are so poor. I mean, I didn't see Watanabe-kun for the last time and didn't say goodbye properly. It's a pity."
After saying that, he still blamed the situation and shocked the consciousness of the national destiny.
"The shocking national destiny consciousness, please translate it well for me, don't ruin my kind character."
Shocking awareness of the national destiny: "..."
Lying on grass! Σ(｀艸´;)!!
How can there be such shameless people in the world!
Players: "..."
Forget it, boss, she can act however she wants, as long as they cooperate.
They knew that this dungeon was going to be difficult today. With the help of the boss, it was worth it as long as they stayed alive and walked out of the dungeon alive.
Each player immediately cooperated with the little old lady's performance.
They don't have the guts of the little old lady to criticize the shocking national destiny, but they can express their condolences to Saburo Watanabe to make the little old lady happy.
So, the five players described to the little old lady how pitiful Saburo Watanabe was before his death.
The little old lady was very happy when she heard this.
The death of Saburo Watanabe directly made the already precarious Sakura Country even more difficult.
But I have to say that some countries are really capable, and Sakura Country is one such country.
Because except for a small number of Sakura Country citizens who are still struggling to support themselves, most Sakura Country citizens have already been organized by the government. More than 20% of the citizens have collectively retreated into the territory of a country that has long lost the thrilling battlefield of national destiny. Safe life.
Otherwise, given the situation in Sakura Country, they would have long lost their qualifications to be a thrilling battlefield for the national destiny.
There are many countries like Sakura Country that do this, especially countries with small land area and strong military and economic capabilities.
In their view, although the embodied resources may not be completely preserved in the territory, as long as they do not lose their qualifications as a battlefield for the national destiny, when everything is over, the thrills and copies disappear, the destroyed buildings can be rebuilt, and the territory and embodied resources are rich in resources. What comes into the hands of a big leader is the greatest benefit.
Temporary giving up and retreat is for a better future.
…
In the battlefield of the National Destiny, the little old lady walked around the room while listening to them talking about Watanabe Saburo's The Chrysanthemum Chronicle.
The five players looked at each other vaguely.
In fact, before the little old lady came back, they had already carefully checked the dormitory, and all the materials and resources that could be realized were realized.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the little old lady to stay in the emergency department for so long, and none of these players would have a break.
The little old lady also knew that if she was selected as an emergency department doctor and her schedule was staggered with theirs, there would be a loss of resources.
In fact, she understands that this should be the intention of the shocking national destiny consciousness. Otherwise, every time she is in a dungeon with her, other players will have to watch their hand speed when drinking water soup. Over time, players who are in a dungeon with her will tend to be passive and only save their lives. This is absolutely It's not what people who are concerned about the national destiny want to see.
As expected of being an old player, they kept it really clean.
The little old lady didn't care, she chose a bed where everyone tacitly kept a distance and lay down.
Seeing that she was resting, the other players also lay down one by one.
Although they rested, they didn't sleep well, and they were still wary of each other.
Except for one person, of course.
The little old lady was snoring.
It's just that there were werewolves standing guard at the head and end of the little old lady's bed, and there was a big sophora tree sitting next to the pillow to cover her with a quilt and fan her.
Players: Another day of envy for the little old lady of Dragon Kingdom.
By the time Dahuai woke up the little old lady, it was already the next day.
Opening the dormitory door, the little old lady saw the familiar corridor again.
Back in the emergency department office, Da Huai took out the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that Fat Tiger had prepared for the little old lady from the tree hole. The little old lady was drinking the porridge while thinking about her clients today.
I wonder if she can take advantage of the loophole she prepared.
The little old lady was thinking about whether Burnt Death Ghost could give her a five-star review, when there was a knock on the door.
The little old lady's eyes lit up when she saw the male burnt ghost with a slutty temperament dragging a dark female burnt ghost in.
As soon as her eyes lit up, the man's heart skipped a beat.
But when he thought that he had brought enough funds today, he stopped panicking.
He is especially generous in front of his girlfriend.
Look at the little old lady.
"Dr. Dong, I really like the surgery you performed on me, and my girlfriend also likes it very much. I'm sorry to bother you today. This is a tip."
The shot is one hundred thousand.
Da Huai on the side put away the money quickly.
The originally stiff wooden face smiled like the madam of an ancient brothel.
He also walked on his little tree legs and ran over to pour two glasses of horror version of lemonade for the two burnt ghosts.
Warm greeting.
"Here, lemon water, vitamin C supplement, whitening."
Little old lady: "..."
If she had read correctly just now, Dahuai took the lemon slices it had used and poured vinegar into them...
The two burnt-to-death ghosts drank very deliciously.
The male burnt-to-death ghost smiled sweetly and looked at the female burnt-to-death ghost.
"Drink more, for whitening."
Dahuai is also enthusiastic.
"Drink, there's not enough."
Little old lady: "..."
