Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 1007 Sang and Quan (8)

When Sang Jian returned to the mental hospital, he was not in a hurry to go to the next world.

As usual, I went to see the bosses in the next few wards, bragged with them for a while, and then went to have a meal.

After sleeping for so long and hanging on the nutrient solution every day, my body seems to have lost a lot of weight.

Tsk, very annoying.

She even wondered if the power would not be found one day, and she would lose weight to death.

When this world ends, Sang Jian still hasn't waited for Yiyuan to contact him.

It seemed his troubles were still unresolved.

Hmm...it's almost time, isn't it?
Sang Jian was wearing a hospital gown at this time, sitting on his hospital bed, with his elbows resting on his legs, his palms propping his chin, and looking ahead, as if he was waiting for something.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the breeze blew into the ward, and the tip of Sang Jian's ponytail was blown up, sweeping her face.

I don't know how long it took, but Sang Jian dozed off a little while waiting.

Suddenly, an electronic mechanical sound sounded in my mind.

"Ding——It is detected that the host is in a peaceful mood, and all the data are normal, and it is trying to bind."

"Ding - Binding successful Binding successful Binding successful!"

The ear-piercing notification sound gave Sang Jian a headache.

She stretched out her hand and plucked her ears, "I know, I know, don't make such a scene, okay? Anyway, I have traveled through time more than a dozen times, so calm down."

She spoke impatiently to the mechanical voice in her mind.

"..."

The mechanical voice fell silent.

After a while, the sound was indeed not so piercing, and even a lot quieter.

"Ding—the binding is successful!"

Sang Jian: "Ah, you said it four times."

Mechanical voice: "..."

After an unknown amount of time, it finally changed its line, "Loading into the artificial system..."

"Binding the artificial system..."

"Ding—the binding is successful!"

Sang Jian: "..."

"Ding—the next thing to serve you is the artificial system. If you are not satisfied, you can give him a bad review and don't report me."

"The final right of interpretation belongs to the Space-Time Administration."

Sang Jian: "..."

The noisy mechanical sound disappeared, and Sang Jian felt that the world was quiet.

She blinked, knowing that there was still a so-called artificial system in her mind.

He hasn't spoken yet, and Sang Jian is not sure whether he will get along well.

Both sides were silent.

This point reminded Sang Jian of the time when he was in contact with Yi Yuan.

It is the same now.

At that time, she didn't know the purpose of Yiyuan's visit, so she didn't take the initiative to speak, and Yiyuan didn't know whether she would accept this time-traveling trip, so she observed her for a while.

Later, he couldn't help but contacted Sang Jian.

When first contacting Yiyuan, Sang Jian was quite reserved.

Now contacting this artificial system, she is already an old driver.

There is no such thing as formality.

After a short silence, Sang Jian took the initiative to speak this time.

"The binding is inexplicably finished, and you don't say a word? The mechanical voice said just now, you can report you if you are not satisfied, right? What's the matter? What will I do next, wait for me to guess?"

"Believe it or not, I will report you? Hey, after the report is over, will your people replace me with someone else?"

Sang Jian was quite surprised that another system was suddenly bound.

This time it is a serious system of the Space-Time Administration, not a half-baked one like Yiyuan.

The Space-Time Administration has been quiet for a long time. She knew that they were going to make trouble again, so she kept waiting.

Didn't expect them to appear in this way.

"..."

The other party seemed to be speechless.

About five seconds later, an indifferent voice sounded in her mind.

"Long time no see, see you Sang."

(End of this chapter)