how to say? I don’t know whether it was the misfortune coming from the sky when I was sitting at home, or the pie coming from the sky. After the old man gave me the doll, he left a message that it would notify me if something happens in the future, and then disappeared.
Looking at the rag doll in my hand, I was a little overwhelmed, and finally yelled through gritted teeth.
"Old man, I didn't pay for the taxi!!!"
The surroundings were quiet and there was no movement at all. Recalling that the old man said that he was not a living person and that I had no yin and yang, I quickly picked up the car keys on the ground and got in the car. I really didn't dare to stay here any longer.
He started the car, turned around, pressed the accelerator to the bottom, the tires made a harsh friction sound with the ground, and the engine roared and sped out.
"Hello, Master. Congratulations on becoming a member of the Underworld. It is an honor to serve you."
The rag doll I put aside in the passenger seat suddenly spoke, which scared me to the point where my scalp went numb and goosebumps spread all over my body.
"Ah..." I stepped on the accelerator and stopped on the side of the road.
Looking at the rag doll lying there with a horrified look on my face, I couldn't help but tremble.
"Master, don't be afraid. Xiaobu will not hurt you. Xiaobu is here to assist you."
A soft voice sounded again. This time I heard it clearly. The voice came from the rag doll.
"What the hell are you?"
"Xiao Bu is not a thing..."
"No... Xiaobu is something..."
"No...Xiaobu..."
Listening to this cute voice, I actually wanted to laugh a little, and the fear in my heart disappeared little by little.
"I understand what you mean. You don't have to worry about whether you are a thing anymore." I said with interest.
"Thank you, Master... Please allow me to introduce myself. I am a ray of consciousness in the Hades management system. I am specifically responsible for cooperating with your work. Specifically, I issue tasks, provide help, and distribute rewards for you."
"I understand, am I equivalent to having a system cheat on the network?"
The things I usually see come to mind, such as installing X system this and XX system that. Now I am also a systematic person.
"Golden finger? Xiaobu doesn't understand? What is that? A finger made of gold?" Xiaobu asked in a humane manner.
"Goldfinger is...such as the protagonist's halo...such as exclusive advantages..."
I usually don't, so I can only tell Xiao Bu my understanding.
"I understand. If you forcefully interpret me as Goldfinger, it would be an insult to me. They are virtual beings, and I am truly the core product of Hades. My existence is reasonable."
I never thought that Xiaobu was still a face-saving system product, and that it could even do dimensionality reduction attacks...
"Okay, okay, you are the strongest."
I started the car and continued driving toward the city.
"Master... I'm sorry, Xiao Bu couldn't control his emotions just now..." Xiao Bu said a little aggrieved.
"You are right, you are unique, they are all false, I understand you..."
I have put away my night blindness glasses. I don’t know why my eyes got better after being slapped in the mouth by the old man.
As if he could understand what I was thinking, Xiaobu said.
"The old master is actually injecting cultivation into your body, but the method is a bit excessive..."
I was stunned for a moment, then looked at the rag doll, thinking to myself, little bu, are you pretty?
Sure enough, as soon as I had this thought in my mind, Xiaobu shyly spoke.
"It's just a systematic consciousness without a real body, so I can't answer the master's question."
I sighed and said seriously.
"Xiao Bu, everyone has their own secrets. You can't pry into my thoughts at will. It's rude."
"Really? Xiaobu doesn't understand. What's the secret? The master likes Xiaoyue, the orphanage helper.
Is it a secret? "
"Yes, you can't tell this kind of thing outside. If you tell it, it won't be a secret."
"However, by understanding the master's thoughts, I infer that the master should express this matter..."
"No, no, no..."
Along the way, Xiaobu and I were chatting, and suddenly my boring rental career became interesting.
Driving the car back to the orphanage, I have been living in the orphanage because no one adopted me since I was a child. When I grew up, I joined the orphanage. For me, this is my home.
The orphanage is located in the center of Jinshan City. Jinshan City is neither big nor small. It is a small county town. It covers an area of 960 square kilometers, has a permanent population of more than 800,000, and the urban area is only 100 square kilometers.
Looking at the big red circle painted on the white wall of the orphanage, the word "split" is extremely eye-catching.
For others, this demolition represents turning over, escaping from the sea of suffering, and wealth and glory.
It is not often said that when the house moves, Lamborghini comes. The house is broken down, Paramela. The house moves, Range Rover Sport. Spray the words and start running.
It would be great if that were the case. To us, the word "split" means homelessness, because the orphanage is privately owned and this land was left by the director's family in the early years.
Decades have passed, and the land property rights have expired. The dean has worked hard to raise many orphans without much income. In recent years, prices have risen, and it is even more difficult to make ends meet.
Nowadays, a large area of land around this area has been bought by Zhongxing Enterprise, the leading real estate group in Jinshan City, and is preparing to build a large commercial center.
They have issued an ultimatum to the orphanage that has expired, requiring us to move out, otherwise they will demolish it.
Alternatively, the orphanage can pay a deposit of one million, and then the orphanage can be given a new location in the newly built commercial center.
To be honest, Zhongxing Group is still very good, and the conditions given are also very reasonable.
However, money is a problem. One million is an astronomical figure for an orphanage with little income.
Many children who grew up in orphanages came back to give money, but the money was just a drop in the bucket and far from the million-dollar requirement to ensure quality.
"Zilong, you're back. You must be tired. There is still food in the kitchen. Go and eat." Dean Li's mother said to me after parking the car.
Looking at the aging dean, I felt very uncomfortable, but I couldn't show it, so I had to force a smile.
"Mother Li, I've already eaten. You should go and rest quickly. It's getting late."
I hugged her gently and said.
"I won't worry if you don't come back. After all, your eyes..."
Mother Li did not continue because she was afraid of breaking my heart.
"Mom Li, don't worry. I'm fine. I didn't even wear glasses when I went out today. My eyes are already healed."
Mother Li was holding a walking stick with one hand and stretched out her other hand tremblingly. I took the initiative to lower my body and let her hand touch my face.
"Is it really okay? That's great." Mother Li said excitedly, and my heart felt warm.
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