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Become a Star God? ! ! !
Goethe Hotel.
Cheng Che lay flat on the bed and opened his eyes. His eyes were lifeless and desolate, and the pain in his heart was difficult to express in words.
I finally managed to sleep comfortably after staying up all night, but I ended up dreaming about something I don’t know…
That’s not the case, but at least we can confirm that the other party is the Star God who was shouting “Ahahaha”.
Cheng Che fished out his cell phone from under the pillow, flipped through the information Dan Heng had sent him and started reading it.
You should take some extra lessons. It's not a good idea to keep asking for trouble.
Star God, style.
There are also envoys.
Cheng Che took a general look at the information he had received and found that there were not many records, only a few deeds or personalities revealed in the stories.
Cheng Che thought for a few turns, then with dazed eyes he clicked on a flirty avatar and sent a message to the other party.
【Cheng Che: Do you know Aha? 】
But in just a moment, the news had spread.
[Is there a God today: ???]
[Is there a God today? You can ask it in a different way! ]
[Is there a God today: How can I know a star god! I am just a weak, pitiful, helpless, handsome guy who is forgotten by his friends and worries about his three meals a day...]
[Is there a God today: My friend, you asked me about the Joyful Star God because you have some idea? Why don’t you tell me? I am a helpful, kind, enthusiastic, handsome, but pitiful person...]
Cheng Che narrowed his eyes [Cheng Che: You are disturbing my eyes. ]
After a while, the news came again.
[Today there is a demon: Let’s talk about whether or not to quarrel. First, why do you bite your tongue when I type a few idioms on my phone? I clearly didn’t say anything! ]
Cheng Che thought about it and forced himself to reply.
【Cheng Che: Are you laughing too loudly? 】
[Cheng Che: I’m sleepy. I’ll ask you tomorrow. One night should be enough for you to organize your words, right?]
【Cheng Che: A favor.】
After barely managing to type the last send button, Cheng Che closed his eyes and the phone hit his chest with a bang.
【ding dong~】
The phone rang.
The man lying on the bed opened his eyes with a look of despair and stared at the ceiling with a look of resentment like a female ghost.
Excessive!
unacceptable!
Cheng Che turned on his phone and fell silent after seeing the new message.
[Dan Heng: I forgot to ask you, are the big robots in the upper area fun? ]
Cheng Che glanced at the time and took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes again, calmed down, and then sent a text message.
【Cheng Che: Good night, I wish you a good sleep tonight. 】
After sending the last message, Cheng Che pressed the power button to turn off the phone. His eyes were like those of an evil spirit in the darkness.
unacceptable! ! !
……
In the lower area, Dan Heng fell into deep thought as he looked at the new message on his phone.
So will sending a message trigger a crow’s mouth?
Does Cheng Che's wish for him a good sleep count as a crow's mouth?
Dan Heng recalled his sleep quality in his mind and threw his phone aside.
It doesn’t matter whether I curse or not, I just can’t sleep well anyway.
"Dan Heng?"
The gray-haired girl pushed open the door and poked her head in, looking at Dan Heng inquiringly, "Are you going to rest?"
"What's wrong?" Dan Heng turned his head and looked at Xing in confusion, "Is there anything unexpected?"
Hearing this, Xing shook her head and said, "No, I was just a little worried about Cheng Che. His phone suddenly turned off, and I wanted to share with him the garbage I picked up tonight."
It’s useless. I can’t get through on the phone and no one replies to my messages.
Dan Heng glanced at the phone thrown aside and said, "He fell asleep."
As he spoke, Dan Heng stood up, his brows slightly frowned, "Let's return to the upper area tomorrow. Mr. Walter may have waited too long."
Xing was stunned for a moment, looking down at the sumptuous dinner that Sanyueqi had shared with him, "I don't think so."
Maybe he's too happy to leave?
"Ding dong~"
There were two soft sounds, and Danheng and Xing's phones vibrated at the same time.
The two were startled, looked at each other and then opened their phones.
In the group chat, a bounty order from the Interstellar Peace Company was clearly visible.
On the bounty warrant, the man was wearing a white shirt and black pants, with a black leather strap around his shirt, a gun on his back, and a spike tied to his raised arm.
A mask with the word OP written on it covered his face, revealing a pair of light grey eyes.
Xing clicked on the big picture and said hesitantly: "This..."
"A star core hunter that has never appeared before." Dan Heng enlarged the picture and looked at the text on it. "Last night, seventeen cloud cavalry soldiers and thirteen people from the Medicine King Secret Sect were seriously injured in the immortal boat Luofu. After injuring them..."
Dan Heng paused, and with confusion in his eyes he read out each word: "When surrounded, he betrayed his companions and escaped successfully?"
Xing was speechless, "Ah, this... is really an enviable camaraderie..."
Chapter 131 After-sales service is also very tiring.
The sound of mining tools hitting ore came from outside the window, as well as the sounds of children playing on the street.
Dan Heng woke up from his sleep, with a look of confusion in his eyes that had not yet faded.
"woke up?"
On the single bed separated by a bedside table, Sangbo turned his head while playing with his phone, with a smile on his face, "I saw that you were sleeping very soundly just now, so I didn't wake you up. Breakfast was left on the table."
Dan Heng blinked, turned around and buried his face in the soft quilt.
I slept very well, without nightmares or being woken up, and even the vigilance of being on a pioneering journey disappeared, leaving only heavy sleep.
On the side, Sangbo turned his head to glance at Danheng, then looked away and continued looking at the phone in his hand.
There was a long message on the phone, but unfortunately, the other party did not reply.
The little crow on the train may not have woken up yet, or it may have gone to cause trouble for someone.
After a while, Dan Heng sat up from the bed, took out his cell phone and took a look.
There were only messages from Sanyue and Xing, and the conversation with Cheng Che still ended with "I wish you a good sleep tonight".
Dan Heng thought for a moment and stood up from the bed, "It's time to go back to the upper area."
"That's right." Sambo stretched his body and half leaned on the head of the bed. "It's time to go back to the administrative district of Beloberg again."
Jeppard is also there and may be chased this time.
But don't panic, Jeppard will get himself stuck.
"Sometimes the little crow is quite useful..." Sambo muttered, opening his phone to see what business he was going to do next.
"Are you going to the upper area too?" Dan Heng leaned against the bathroom door, biting his toothbrush, his voice unclear.
Hearing this, the smile on Sambo's face disappeared instantly.
There was a trace of resentment in his eyes, and he looked at Dan Heng with drooping eyebrows, "Cheng Che cursed that if I sneak out, I will be frozen to death! Frozen to death! I don't know if it will be considered sneaking out if I don't go up this time!"
After all, it counts as falling behind!
Him, Sambo.
A good-looking man who enjoyed entertainment and was a profiteer has now become a nominal member of the train crew.
outrageous!
"Oh." Dan Heng nodded, turned back to the bathroom and closed the door.
Sambo lay on his back on the bed, sighing heavily.
Poor Sambo, he endured the pain that life could not bear.
But in addition to this, he also gained a lot from Sambo, such as happiness.
Judging from Cheng Che's appearance, it is obvious that he has not yet become a person who specializes in watching fun.
In the bathroom, Dan Heng looked at himself in the mirror and fell into deep thought.
It seems that what Cheng Che said last night did come true, but this time it is not a bad thing, but a good thing.
Dan Heng glanced at his phone, then lowered his head and splashed water on his face.
The cool water rushed across my cheeks, eyebrows and eyes, bringing unprecedented clarity.
……
【Cheng Che: I want to visit the prison.】
After Cheng Che sent this message, he leaned against the table and poked the Hook doll. When he picked up his phone again, Kafka had already sent him a new message.
[Online request for facial mask: Which supervisor? ]