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"Blowing bubbles will make your face go all over the place." Cheng Che glanced at Silver Wolf, his fingertips touching the high-tech-looking small cube beside him, "To be honest, none of your options look very good..."
"Of course." Silver Wolf raised his chin slightly and said expressionlessly, "We didn't have to make this trip, but you have a lot of secrets that will affect our plan."
Unexpected people appear in the plan, and you have to either get rid of them or bring them into your side.
So there are not many choices before Cheng Che now.
"I have always been the one who gave others the choice..."
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled with his stiff lips.
He stretched out his fingers and made a frame in front of his eyes, looking at Silver Wolf through the small frame with smiling eyes, "Congratulations, you're going to grow grass."
Silver Wolf was startled and looked at Cheng Che in confusion, "Not joining?"
If you don't join then...
Just throw it to any coordinate and let it wander.
Silver Wolf slid his fingers and whispered, "Normally I would just type in a coordinate, but you..."
At this point, Silver Wolf glanced at Cheng Che and said, "Pick one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the colorful blocks around Cheng Che began to dance.
"Can't I choose not to?"
Cheng Che mumbled and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his pajamas.
Silver Wolf: ...
Silver Wolf narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice full of danger, "Why? Do you need me to mosaic you?"
Haha, what big scenes haven’t you seen while surfing the Internet?
Just two lines of code can turn Cheng Che into a walking mosaic.
"Need not."
Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, but his voice was full of laughter.
He stood up and looked at Silver Wolf, with a smile in his eyes, "I just want to say...it's more polite to invite someone in person."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Che pulled out a long knife from his chest as Silver Wolf's eyes widened.
The blade with purple electric light split all the coordinates in half, shattering the projection in front of it.
"boom--"
A loud noise suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, and Dan Heng, who had fallen asleep again, rolled out of bed again.
He looked at the broken wall and exchanged glances with the shocked Jeppard next door.
"how……"
Sambo turned over while hugging the quilt, and muttered in a daze: "The club collapsed again? Then I'm going to start laughing--"
Before he finished speaking, Sambo's pupils gradually dilated.
I got up and saw a man chopping the wall with a knife...
In the silence, Cheng Che weighed the long sword in his hand and said hesitantly, "If I say I was sleepwalking, will you believe me?"
Dan Heng:......
Sambo: ...
Jeppard:…
Sambo struggled to get up from the bed, put on his coat and went to the broken wall to take a look.
After a while, the blue-haired man looked up, hesitant to speak, "Friend, I have seen people beating their chests while sleepwalking, but I have never seen anyone draw a sword while sleepwalking..."
Cheng Che paused and tapped the back of the knife with his fingertips.
The blade with lightning disappeared, Cheng Che pursed his lips, "I was sleepy, you saw it wrong."
Sambo: ...
"Do I look so gullible?" Sang Bo looked at Cheng Che in disbelief, "Or are you planning to secretly build the wall while we sleep?!"
"Why should I build a wall? Isn't building walls the job of some star god?"
Cheng Che waved his hand and walked out of the bathroom, stepping on the broken bricks and stones on the ground.
He glanced at the dust on his pajamas, paused, pulled his shirt off, and rolled into the quilt, "Good night."
Everyone:...
Sambo poked his head through the broken wall. "You just slept like this?"
In the middle of the night, he chopped down two walls and the small table in their room with a knife, and just slept like this?
"How can you sleep at such a young age?!" Sang Bo stood beside Cheng Che's bed, his voice full of confusion.
"Why can't I sleep?" Cheng Che turned over and buried his face in the quilt. "Don't I have money to pay?"
Sambo: ...
Sambo was silent for a moment, then turned and walked back to his room. “You’re right.”
But...
There is no need to spend so much money.
Sambo rolled back to his bed, grabbed the quilt and fell asleep in an instant, leaving Danheng and Jeppard looking at each other in bewilderment.
Jeppard swallowed hard, with a hint of disbelief in his voice, "The strength of you outsiders..."
It's not just the strength, every aspect is amazing.
From head to toe, from brain circuits to mental health, there is no normal one!
Dan Heng took a deep breath and looked at his teammate who was curled up in the bed next to him and had fallen asleep.
At this moment, Danheng couldn't help but want to imitate Sangbo and ask, "How can you sleep?"
It was the middle of the night, so it was okay to get up to urinate. After all, he was weak and he could understand.
I was so scared by myself in the mirror that I cursed... Although I didn't see how swollen my face was...
Then he smashed the two walls with one blow...
Dan Heng took a deep breath and calmed his heartbeat.
He looked at Jeppard calmly and said earnestly, "Sleepwalking, go to sleep."
His tone was solemn and full of emotion, and it was unclear whether he was trying to convince Jeppard or himself.
Apart from sleepwalking, there is no reason that can explain Cheng Che's behavior tonight.
Dan Heng sighed softly and lay on his back on his single bed.
In the darkness, Dan Heng stared at the ceiling, falling into deep confusion.
Cheng Che... is he really ill? !
On the other side, Jeppard looked around and saw three people sleeping peacefully as if nothing had happened.
So peaceful...
Is this the determination of a pioneer? To remain calm in the face of adversity?
Sambo... maybe he has more experience as a trader...
Jeppard lay down with the quilt pulled over his chest and his hands folded over his chest.
Is there a possibility that the wall collapse was just a dream of his? !
Chapter 77 I am a sinner.
Dan Heng, who had not slept well all night, got up from the bed with dark circles under his eyes. As soon as he stood up, he saw the culprit standing in front of the mirror and fixing his hair.
Dan Heng glanced at the hole connecting the two rooms, got up and walked into the bathroom, "Did you sleep well?"
"Of course." Cheng Che rubbed his fingertips together, pinched a strand of hair into a point and placed it on the side of his cheek.
Dan Heng paused, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Did you touch your head?"
Hair loss?!
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded and put his hands into his hair to smooth it out. "I touched it last night, so now..."
Touch without restraint!
If you lose your hair, then let it fall.
Cheng Che picked up a baseball cap and shook it, saying seriously, "I got up this morning to look through the trash can."
Dan Heng:......
"Very good." Dan Heng nodded and closed the bathroom door.
Cheng Che tidied his clothes, returned to the bed, filled the thermos with water, made tea, and then put it into his cross-body backpack.
I don't know who the lucky winner is today...
"Friend..." Sambo waved his hand across the broken wall, his eyes wide open, "Do you still remember your sleepwalking last night?"
Cheng Che looked at ease, "I don't remember."
What to remember?
Remember when he was blocked on the toilet by a girl who looked underage, with countless dangerous coordinates surrounding him?
That is to say, Thor's sword is more powerful, otherwise he would now...
Maybe wandering...
Sambo lay on the bed hugging the quilt, and poked his head out from the bed to look at the man next to him, "So what happened to you last night?"
Cheng Che was stunned by what he was doing and turned around.
He leaned against the small table in the room and whispered, "I drank too much and got edema. I was scared."
Sambo: ...