Chapter 31 "Ah? I hit Nanook?"
From Ms. March 7's perspective, everything that just happened seemed like an absurd turn-based comedy.
An Ming used three consecutive lightning whips on Xing Xianlai with a critical hit, and the effect was outstanding!
Xing slapped An Ming with both hands and elbows, causing him to shed tears of grief as if he had lost his wife. He looked so pitiful that Xing was embarrassed to slap him again.
Of course, it could also be a thrilling space station fan-flipping competition, but San Yue Qi thought that no one would play like that when the antimatter army invaded.
"I hit you too hard, I'm sorry," Xing picked up the bat on the ground with a guilty look on his face, "I should have knocked you out directly."
An Ming: “?”
After standing up and taking a deep breath, An Ming managed to regain his spirit. Although he could still see fireflies when he closed his eyes, now was not the time to think about his wife.
What the hell is this simulation? Who can make it so real? Until now, An Ming still can't forget every night he slept in the arms of Liuying.
Liuying likes to bury her head in his chest and press her little face tightly against it. How can such warmth be simulated?
Thinking of this, An Ming felt like cursing God. From the very beginning, the so-called [Blessing of the Star God] was just a joke made up by Aha. So the God of Joy also likes to eat knives?
But even if I curse, if it weren’t for “This life is too long and the epitaph is too short”, I might not have met Firefly.
An Ming decided that if he had the chance to meet Aha, he would praise him for his good work and use Molten Knight to set the sea on fire for him.
"I'm March Seventh, this is Dan Heng, we're both unknown guests on the Starry Sky Train," March Seventh patted his chest, looking very reliable.
She looked at An Ming curiously, feeling that he looked familiar. Could it be that they had met before somewhere?
"Beautiful Miss Wumingke, is the Starry Sky Train interested in turning around and going to Pinocchio now?" An Ming was in a hurry to find Liuying to verify the authenticity of the simulation.
Now even if the stars fell from the sky, he couldn't even take a second look.
"You're talking like no one wants to go. It's just that you don't have enough money..." San Yue Qi muttered to himself, and then refused righteously: "I forgot everything else. Anyway, the meaning of development is this, so no!"
Dan Heng interrupted the conversation between the two funny guys and said, "The Antimatter Corps is still in the space station, Sanyue, don't forget our purpose."
"Danheng, you don't know this, but this is the Galaxy Batman, who is famous throughout the world. It is said that in ancient times, he once smashed Nanook's heel with a bat."
Xing blinked and looked at the bat in his hand, then pointed at himself: "Huh? I'm hitting Nanook, is that true?"
San Yue Qi smiled and came closer to An Ming. Her fair little hand grabbed the ID card on An Ming's chest and said, "This person is a staff member of the space station. It's better than wandering around the space station. Let me see... Ms. Black Tower's special coder?"
The silence on March 7 was deafening.
It is worthy of being the space station of Ms. Black Tower. The genius’s thought process is so different. No wonder there is such a weird job.
"I have been reborn, and I have just been reborn to the first day of joining the Star Train. This time I will definitely capture the domineering president Pam, take away Aunt Jizi's position as the navigator, and become the strongest succubus."
star:"?"
Dan Heng sighed silently, "It turns out you didn't just look at the cover."
San Yueqi didn't say anything, just stared at An Ming, with his delicate little face very close to him, a look full of suspicion.
[Black Tower Ladies' Special Typing Worker] With such a strange job, it is certain that such a heaven-defying novel can be written. March 7th has every reason to suspect that An Ming is the author of "Succubus March 7th".
An Ming was sweating profusely. Who could have thought that the novel he casually wrote when he was bored would be caught by the real owner, who would even recite the novel's introduction in front of him with deep emotion.
"Do I look so much like a succubus?" Sanyueqi applied a beauty attack to An Ming's face. Her beautiful pink and blue eyes looked like a work of art exhibited in the Pinocchio Art Museum.
An Ming silently moved his eyes away for a few minutes, trying his best to complete the challenge of not looking, "Miss March, this is all a misunderstanding, please take this weapon away first."
"Weapons?" San Yue Qi blinked wisely, lowered his head to glance at the plump chest outlined by the light blue shirt, and a lovely blush instantly appeared on his cheeks.
"Kissing maniac! Peeping pervert! Succubus author!"
A series of explosive charges came out of San Yue Qi's mouth one after another, and An Ming was sweating even more. "Let's not talk about other things for now. Isn't the author of Succubus a bit too much?"
"Ah, a kissing maniac."
Xing pretended to be shy and covered her face, but the corners of her mouth were raised higher than the angle of the space station's main gun. An Ming was afraid that this girl would backfire on him. "Rules are meant to be broken."
"Hey, Danheng, where are you going?"
"By the time you finish chatting, the space station will be finished," Dan Heng left with his spear in his hand, expressionless, leaving the three people standing there looking at each other in bewilderment.
San Yue Qi scratched his head embarrassedly, and glared at An Ming fiercely, meaning that the matter of the succubus San Yue Qi would be settled later.
How could an unknown guest who keeps moving forward for the sake of pioneering will have anything to do with a succubus?
"You, can you play?" Sanyueqi looked at the bat in Xing's hand, and then looked at An Ming who had nothing in his hands.
An Ming rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work hard. After completing the simulation, he was no longer the ordinary person who could do nothing just now.
“It’s a guaranteed win.”
Now is the best time to get involved with the train crew. After the crisis of the space station is over, he will kick the black tower away and become a pioneer. After he becomes the train conductor, he will turn around and go to Pinoconi to find Firefly.
I don’t know if Liuying has ever thought about him.
An Ming let out a long sigh with some melancholy. Everything he experienced in the simulation was so real. It would be too sad if the firefly-like girl was just a beautiful dream.
"Hey, you have that expression again," San Yue Qi said, with her hands on her hips, feeling a little puzzled. She felt that An Ming was not acting, "Don't cry, don't cry. I won't poke fun at you anymore."
"Miss March, I once fell in love with a beautiful girl who was as beautiful as a firefly, but if it was just a dream, do you think she would still fall in love with me?"
San Yueqi's expression changed from shock to speechlessness, "So you were crying in your dream?"
Falling in love with a girl who doesn't exist in your dream is no different from calling a paper figure your wife.
"How about you recall the posture and dream it again?"