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I'm really going blind.
"Climb two steps?" Heita continued to test, "That shouldn't be the case... Where is the Doomsday Beast I just put in?"
The simulated universe seemed to be somewhat contradictory to Cheng Che. It was a blinding white, so dazzling that even Cheng Che couldn't open his eyes.
Not to mention exploring the secrets of the Star God, she couldn't even open her eyes as she looked at the screen full of white.
"Something's wrong..." Heita muttered to himself, wondering why this situation had occurred.
She didn't set the mosaic to white light either!
Besides...how can Cheng Che mosaic it by himself?
Towards Doomsday Beast?
That's a bit perverted...
The Black Tower hesitantly searched out several models of beauties and placed them into the simulated universe, but the beauties disappeared in a flash, and no trace of them could be seen in the white light.
"If..." Xing looked at the light screen in front of him, hesitant to speak, "I mean if."
"Say." Heita's two legs had disappeared, and he sat on the ground in self-abandonment.
"What if Cheng Che is too vicious and perverted?" Xing hesitated and spoke with a serious tone, "He is so perverted that he can't tell the difference between enemies and beauties, and with that poisonous mouth..."
I don’t have a wife, but what if this wife is of any race, gender, or position?
Black Tower: ...
"That makes sense." A trace of horror flashed in Heita's eyes, and then he lowered his voice, "So is there really someone in this world who can mosaic Doommon?"
star:……
“I can’t, but Cheng Che…” Xing pursed her lips and pointed at the man sitting cross-legged in the white light, “I trust him on this matter.”
"I can hear you talking." Cheng Che still closed his eyes, and the white light shone around him, full of holiness. "But have you ever thought about a question?"
"What?" Heita turned his head quickly, and the next moment he closed his eyes due to the stimulation of the white light. "Tell me your guess boldly."
"Simulating star gods and the universe... but which star god is willing to look me in the eye?" Cheng Che had a peaceful expression, and his voice was faintly filled with kindness. "It's a mouthful of poisonous milk, and it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe."
Commonly known as, cats hate dogs.
Black Tower: ...
"That makes sense."
Heita took a deep breath and said helplessly with his eyes closed: "Then come out, and let me perfect the simulated universe."
Cheng Che shook his head, "Do I look good now?"
"I can't see, and my eyes hurt." Xing closed her eyes tightly and said calmly, "I won't get stye if I look at you, but I will go blind."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, still maintaining the posture as if he was about to ascend.
The advancement of technology is nothing more than this.
Just no wife.
Bad review!
"Quit it, we still have a lot of trash cans to dig through." Xing thought about it and said, "But I still hope you understand that you can't find your wife in a trash can."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, then shook his head, "Forget it, I won't turn it over."
"Eh?" Xing opened his eyes in surprise, and closed them again the next moment, "Why?"
blind.
But why not look in the trash?!
"I suddenly realized it." Cheng Che took a deep breath, exited the simulated universe, and opened his eyes.
The light curtain dimmed and the dazzling white light disappeared in an instant.
"?" Xing and Heita had the same puzzlement in their eyes. They looked at the man in front of them and said in unison, "Epiphany?"
"Yes." Cheng Che's eyes were extremely kind. He lowered his head to look at the oath on his chest and said softly, "Since I can't find a wife, why should I work hard?"
The fun of time travel is gone.
What does the second dimension mean?!
wife!
But no wife!
It doesn't matter, he will play badly.
"?" Xing tilted his head involuntarily, "So?"
Cheng Che's eyes fell on Heita, and he spoke softly but expressionlessly, "Does the space station lack researchers who can grow food? To be honest, my race has farming genes engraved in their bodies."
Just put half of it.
At least dried earthworms are really not allowed.
……
Half an hour later, Cheng Che was carrying a sack filled with the scrapped Black Tower doll, and was thrown out of the office along with Xing by the newly appointed doll.
The two stood outside the door, looking at each other.
“Still picking up trash?”
"No more."
"You seem to have nothing to live for."
"I have no desire to live."
“Is it so painful to not have a wife?”
Cheng Che's eyes were blank. He glanced at the guard at the door, moved closer, and then sat down. "It's painful."
What is the second dimension?
It’s my wife!
What is time travel?
It’s the harem!
But now they are all gone!
His time travel lost its meaning, his happiness, and many mosaics!
"Think of it brightly..." Xing squatted beside Cheng Che and quickly searched through her vocabulary, "Not having a wife doesn't mean not having a husband."
Cheng Che: ...
"That's totally unnecessary." Cheng Che's eyes were filled with desolation and pleading, "That's totally unnecessary."
Straight man, he is a straight man!
Really not!
Dah!
"Hey..." Xing sighed, patted Cheng Che's shoulder heavily, and said earnestly, "Look at the bright side, at least you have a puppet."
Cheng Che was even more depressed, "A doll can't be my wife."
Then the things he found in the trash can these days are totally useless...
and……
Cheng Che glanced at the sack beside him and sighed heavily.
This puppet...
It has no head!
really.
Sure enough, human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.
Others travel through time and have many wives and concubines.
His journey through time made him lonely for the rest of his life.
He was about to hear the unbridled and dissolute laughter of other time travelers!
“I hope all time travelers have no CP.” Cheng Che murmured in a low voice with a blank expression.
He suddenly looked up as if he remembered something, his eyes fell on Xing, "Do you want a husband or wife?"
star:……
She is here to be a pioneer!
She wants to find her mother!
"I don't want to." Xing looked cold and half-closed his eyes as if he had no interest at all.
I think.
"You can think about it."
So give him one when the time comes.
"I do not want."
You can think about it.
"No, you really do."
Xing opened her eyes and her gaze fell on Cheng Che's face, "You look quite decent, why do you always think about perverted things?"
Can't you just think about that butt smashing through the train? !
"I'm a pervert." Cheng Che looked calm.
Ah.
What is a face?
My face is nothing compared to my wife.