Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

Chapter 371 I don’t care
【mission completed】

[Returning to reality, results will be calculated later]

"Clap clap clap."

Is there wind blowing outside the window?
It was drizzling with rain.

"..."

Su Ming was still lying on the sofa, and the blanket that had been covering him had slipped to the floor at some point.

sit up.

Looking around the living room, no one is home. An Shiyao hasn't come back yet.

The time displayed on the mobile phone is November 11th, 13:12.

Noon?
"vomit……"

Just as he was about to pick up his phone, Su Ming felt nauseous and his head felt dizzy.

11 month 13 day.

"Whoosh-"

Su Ming stood in front of the mirror at the sink, pouring cold water on his cheeks for more than ten minutes before he could barely calm down.

no way.

Although it seems simple enough, it would be perfect if you just time it right and get eaten at the end of the mission.

But how many times do you need to die to achieve this perfect perfection?
Every night…it’s not as it sounds, because it’s easy to endure if you try your best.

You can't blame her for that.

If everything in the world could be solved just right when in crisis by shouting about love, friendship, family affection, etc., then theoretically there shouldn't be any crisis at all.

Just like what happened with Yun Que, he just couldn’t do it. If he hadn’t ended everything with his own hands... would Yun Que really be the Yun Que he is now?

and so.

Why is my head still feeling dizzy?

Although I know that every time I complete a trial, I will want to sleep in order to suppress dopamine and so on, and I will temporarily lose my desire for everything.

But now, Su Ming felt... a bit like the previous time, and began to have many ridiculous thoughts.

For example, why should we care whether Tokugawa Airi is dead or alive?
As long as you become stronger, you can get everything.

Players... don't live for anyone. They just want to be happier.

[Settlement Completed]

[This result is evaluated as 'Excellent']

[You have completed all trials in the current world, and the current score will be automatically uploaded as the final score]

[Rewards have been issued in real time]

Sitting back on the sofa, the translucent prompt box appeared after a delay as usual.

Load the file, got it?

Does it count as completing the task by exploiting a bug?
In fact, I really feel that the game is kidnapping me. As long as I don't care about Tokugawa Airi, it's not a high-level difficulty at all. It is precisely because I have to care about her life and death that I fall into this strange thinking.

To be eaten, to endure unnecessary pain.

……

"Clap."

Su Ming lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

No.

If you don't care about anything and just walk away, you deserve to be alone.

Do you like being an emperor who is above everyone but feared by everyone? Or a god?
I can already feel it clearly.

The dream game has indeed been giving benefits from the beginning to now.

However, you have to pay for what you get. This is an eternal truth of mankind from ancient times to the present, and it has been tested through many trials.

Thinking is affected.

If I continue playing, will I become a puppet?
Is loading a save really a panacea? What if the goddess came here even though she lived so far away? What if she didn't deceive the original body and came to the Snow Country in person?
"call."

Su Ming took another deep puff of his cigarette, and suddenly remembered that the cigarettes he bought at home had long been sold out.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any.

I found it subconsciously from the coffee table drawer...

Isn't it a bit tricky for pregnant women to buy cigarettes and put them here to prevent themselves from quitting smoking?
Waiting.

Waiting for the next trial to come.

[The version will be updated and is expected to be completed after 06:59:58]

[Tips for dreaming games]

[To prevent players from becoming addicted to games and getting bored with reality, we will temporarily suppress players’ dopamine secretion after uploading the final results]

[It is normal for players to experience laziness, weakness, dizziness, loss of appetite, etc. 】

[It is expected that after 6 hours of deep sleep, your brain’s dopamine secretion will return to normal]

But there is no countdown to the next opening. Will it be updated again?
Talk about it.

Xueer should have gone back a long time ago, right?

Before going to bed, make a phone call and ask.

Tokugawa Airi should appear again. Wait here. Or go out for a walk after waking up.

[Hello, the number you dialed is currently unanswered]

strangeness.

No one answered? Xue'er must have her phone with her all the time.

According to the maid, after she learned about personalized ringtones, she even changed the vibration frequency of her own phone calls to be strong the first two times and weak the next two times, repeating this cycle.

"Buzz."

There is information back.

But it wasn't Xue'er who replied, it was the maid.

【I'm sorry, Master Plato.】

[Her Highness Eliza is meeting a guest. I will tell Her Highness Eliza later that you called. Her Highness Eliza's phone is left in the bedroom charging.]

That's not necessary.

Just checking to see if it's safe.

What does that have to do with me? It's just an item, and women don't lack it.

what.

The lines that can be thought of in resisting this somewhat polluted situation.

[Please tell Xue Er that she is cute even without standing on tiptoe.]

[I understand. I will convey your original words truthfully.]

11 month 13 day.

noon.

Windsor Castle, Reception Room.

Grandma, Miss Aisha sat on the side, opposite to Mu Xueer who was also sitting on the side on the other side.

"The tea is good. Sweeter than what I used to drink in the royal court."

The woman sitting at the top lightly crossed her legs. Her eyes were slightly pink, and although her figure was relatively flat like Mu Xueer's, she was a little taller, but in other aspects, they were carved one to one.

"Elsa."

She took a sip of tea and closed the lid. She turned to look at Aisha, "Sister."

"We were born within an hour of each other."

Elsa immediately planned her words.

"Hehe, but I got married before you and have a lovely daughter. And you are still a cook. So, I am the elder sister."

"..."

The corners of Aisha's mouth twitched slightly, but she said nothing more.

"So, if it wasn't my sister who resurrected me, and it wasn't my lovely daughter, then who was it? My...magical son-in-law in your mouth?"

"Xiaoxue? What do you think?"

"..."

Being stared at, Miao Xueer clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands. An hour had passed and she had no time to worry about why the mission was suddenly forced to be interrupted.

I only know that my grandmother brought back someone.

“…I, I don’t know.”

"Plato probably doesn't have this ability. If he did, he would definitely tell me."

But it was definitely not Plato who did it.

I don't have the ability to resurrect my mother.

If there was, he would have chosen to resurrect when he left me, instead of leaving behind a cloth pillow.

Say.

If it's really possible, why don't you tell yourself?
Although many times, the communication with Plato is strange and bullying, but such a big thing will not be kept secret.

"Are you sure?"

"..."

Facing her mother who had her legs slightly crossed and whose royal majesty was even greater than in her memory, Miao Xueer clutched the hem of her skirt.

"affim."

"It seems that my lovely daughter trusts him very much. So...regarding what my sister said about reviving the vampire and succubus tribes, do you have any objection?"

"..."

Does memory beautify people?
In Miao Xueer's memory, her mother didn't pay much attention to her misbehavior, and only said that she would be very strict with her when she grew up, so it didn't matter if she played around now.

It was not until the moment my parents were executed that I began to feel great.

"Whether it was done by my lovely son-in-law or not, it is true that he has the ability."

"I was dead. A long time ago."

"How do you live... I don't know for now, but I will understand later."

"But I still remember how I felt watching the kingdom fall. Do you hope to meet someone from the church again in the future, or someone else, and watch him die? Or do you want to do something before it happens?"

"..."

Miao Xueer is not stupid either.

I know that this is a deliberate rhetoric, but is it really a lie?

What Plato encountered was perhaps many times more terrible than the previous church. It might be what is left over from the development of the church to this day.

"……I."

"Ok?"

"As long as Plato thinks it's okay, then I will..."

"No. That just throws the problem on him and asks you to do the work. You make it happen."

"..."

I really hate doing multiple-choice questions.

"You are a princess, you are no longer a child. If you are not even clear about your attitude, how can you talk about reviving the tribe? Protect him? This does not force him to stay away from you. I believe... my lovely daughter has her own charm. And I understand. The desire between a lover and a mission is different."

"...I know. I'll go and tell them. I'll go."

Why didn’t you even give yourself time to be stunned?

First throw out this weird 'revitalization plan'?
Family love… and no tears because of the joy of seeing my daughter again.

"Come on, stand up and let mom see how much your proud daughter has grown up to be."

"?"

Standing up is...what's so good about it?

Their faces and figures are similar, but why do I feel that my mother has more of the charm of a mature wife?
"Sure enough, it's just as my sister said. The blood is purer. Even the blood that was originally only one-quarter pure is now more than one-half pure."

"Even if it wasn't for the cook who didn't absorb just one kind of impurity, it could reach this purity."

What are you looking at? Can you feel so much just by holding hands?

Mother and daughter... Miao Xueer suddenly felt a little disgusted with this overly close blood relationship. It felt like it was transparent.

"Although I've heard so much from my sister, I still want to hear it from my lovely daughter herself."

"You really changed into eight centimeters high shoes for a human man?"

"..."

Miao Xueer's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Aisha doesn't believe me, I just said that it's more comfortable to be with a human who has love."

"Right?"

"..."

Miao Xueer clenched her toes in embarrassment and looked at her grandmother.

The latter spread his hands.

"Don't look at me. She has no interest in airplanes and tall buildings. She is very interested in these... Well, after all, when your mother was young, she ran to the tribe meeting and shouted, 'Loving ** is more comfortable', 'Loving xx can make the bloodline more prosperous', and in the end she wanted me to agree with this concept."

wrong.

I never wear my 8cm shoes out of the room!

The shipment was also kept secret, with the maid bringing it in secretly at night.

"Secrecy of shipment? Um... after I used Charm, isn't it normal for the maid not to know I knew?"

"..."

How could you do such a thing?
Doesn't that mean...the maid knew?

"I know everything."

"The maid doesn't know, but I know what you played with him. Isn't it normal to be interested in the younger generation?"

Why do you have such a normal and innocent expression?
Isn't that voyeurism?

My own embarrassing whispers...an action of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

"Yeah, that's true. Just hearing what my sister said makes me feel very excited. Maybe it's even more exciting than my love life."

"Come on, tell me."

The mother who seemed so majestic and dignified just now, now moved half of the drum away and patted the chair to leave the other half.

"Come quickly."

"..."

"What the hell! I, I didn't! I didn't!"

You shouldn't be surprised first, then feel happy and then cry.

Is it warm?

Why does this happen?

Whoever it is, resurrected... never mind.

Miao Xueer went back to her bedroom angrily, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Your Highness Eliza." Coincidentally, the maid was guarding the door.

"Master Plato has something for me to tell you. He just called you."

Ok?
Is Plato over?
We should ask him how he solved the problem later. That idiot always just keeps rushing forward.

"He said, you are cute even if you don't stand on tiptoe. You don't need any additional decorations. You are the most beautiful scenery just standing there."

"..."

Miao Xueer was stunned at first, and her earlobes felt hot unconsciously.

Well, of course.

8cm high heels will make your calves feel tight when you stand on tiptoe, making your legs look longer...it doesn't matter at all.

The important thing is that you are a beautiful girl.

If you can please him like this, you should, you deserve to be praised.

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"..."

and many more.

Will it be overheard?

"He also said..."

"Shut up!"

"?"

"From today on, you and I will communicate through text. No sound is allowed!"

[Mr. Plato also said that you are cute even if you don’t stand on tiptoe]

The maid raised her phone calmly.

【No repetition】

[I think if I repeat it a few more times, Her Highness Eliza will feel better after she learned that she was being spied on.]

【you know? 】

[I didn't peek, I just listened]

[…You eat weed for dinner.]

She has a very good relationship with the maids. So good that she would basically share anything with Miao Xueer and Su Ming.

There is no voyeurism.

But now... staring at the maid's baby canteen, which was much better than hers, and the black stockings under the standard maid's skirt, which were somewhat shiny under the light. Strappy flat shoes.

Such a figure and a beautiful face.

Someone like Plato would like it, right?

Work hard. If developing the power of the tribe can make things easier for him, just pretend you don’t know.

【you……】

[Her Highness Eliza? ]

[Allowed. If you want to fantasize about Plato... that's it! ]

Anyway, the maid will serve herself in the end. She still maintains the idea of ​​serving her master for life and following him as a dowry. It is supposed to be like this.

Is something big going to happen?

Resurrection or something.

do not know.

But, if you can do it, do it now. I will say it later, just say it...

"It's not surprising for someone like you to have obscene thoughts about anyone."

No.

Plato was not that kind of person.

"If you are interested in the maid, I will pretend not to notice it."

God knows how to calmly let the man who is obviously yours be with someone else.

There was clearly a life growing in her belly. Didn't the mother ever consider her feelings at all, since she was a pregnant woman after all?
If only Plato was just his male lover. He was just an ordinary master, and he was just an ordinary human being.

'...'

Miao Xueer lay on the bed, tossing and turning, staring at the ceiling in silence.

He covered his head with a quilt again.

Suddenly I felt that if I had chosen not to be a queen, it wouldn’t be unacceptable to work part-time.

I want to elope. I want to go back to Keyimu Town.

11 month 13 day.

Night.

After waking up, Su Ming's head felt noticeably lighter.

That strange way of thinking also disappeared.

[Version update completed]

[Congratulations to the player for completing all tasks from very low to high with excellent results. The difficulty of the nightmare trial has been unlocked]

After you cross out this page, there is also a countdown.

[The trial world is being generated... Estimated to be open in 719 hours, 59 minutes and 58 seconds]

Nightmare?

Medium and high difficulty levels are already enough, but if a nightmare really occurs, it has to be rejected.

Not right either.

If it means being able to fight longer-term enemies in the game earlier, there seems to be a reason to go.

At this point, Su Ming could only think that he had another month to think about it. He could rest for the time being.

【Historical Record】

There is one more function in the upper right corner.

But no matter how Su Ming clicked, it was useless. No response.

Is it broken? Or is it that the update is not finished yet and I need to wait a little longer?

You don't have to think about these for now.

"Drip, drip."

The rain outside was getting heavier, even though An Shiyao had a secretary to send her off and a special car.

But why not call and ask if I should pick him up? It's almost 21pm and he still hasn't come back.

The message did come back. Are you trying to fulfill your promise to be Noelia's assistant?

11 month 13 day.

Night.

An Shiyao just came out of the conference room. She planned to share the power in her hands and concentrate on doing more meaningful things.

For example, relearn everything that can make you more useful.

The direction was right, because no matter whether I wanted to be a staff member or not, the life in my belly was becoming more and more mature, and before I knew it, I had been pregnant for more than half a year.

Next, we must also delegate power. It’s just that the idea of ​​staying at home to take care of the baby has changed to studying at home.

Mr. Su Ming couldn't just sleep to relieve his strange mood, but gently stroking his stomach... could make him calmer and calmer.

I didn't expect her to be born with a purpose, not to seize the throne, nor to blackmail her morally, but just the fruit of love.

"..."

Secretary Gao had already driven to the door and was waiting.

He ran over holding an umbrella to shield An Shiyao from the rain and then helped open the car door.

Getting closer and closer to home.

The jealous mood started to play tricks on me again, and I wondered if there would be one more person in the house. A woman.

But as An Shiyao placed her hand on her bulging belly and gently stroked it, that feeling was suppressed again.

If I only judged how useful rankings were, I would have been abandoned long ago.

If I were stronger than Mr. Su Ming, I wouldn't ask him to kneel down and submit to me... I'm not afraid. Even a useless woman like me could stand in front of Mr. Su Ming with my hands on my hips and get angry, asking him to cook and massage her feet.

Open the app displayed on your phone and check the monitoring.

The lights in the small courtyard at home were on, and the windows were also on. They were all turned off when I left, which meant... Mr. Su Ming had woken up.

"Boss An."

"Ok?"

"Are you planning to go home and rest and take care of your baby?"

"Did anyone ask you for information?"

"No, no, no, I just think... your health and your children are more important than work. Mr. Su is very capable, and he can definitely help you manage the business for a while."

"..."

Suddenly I wanted to ask Secretary Gao what he thought of me and Mr. Su Ming.

No reason.

"Eh? Me? I think Mr. Su is a practical man. At first I thought he relied on you... Sorry, I really thought so at first. Later I found out that Mr. Su is very capable. No wonder you like him."

I also want to know that most women don’t care whether their men cheat or not.

"This, this..."

Secretary Gao was speechless. Her hands were shaking as she held the steering wheel. She was really unsure of her boss's current mood. Could it be that Mr. Su was having an affair?

"Don't worry, I'm just asking."

"Look, Mr. Su, the one you mentioned, is waiting for me to come home with the lights on. He's like a little kid."

"..."

I didn't mean to smear you.

I regretted asking casually. The situation is completely different.

11 month 13 day.

Night.

"Boss An, go to bed early."

"Ah."

There was no sign. As soon as An Shiyao got off the car, she turned around and saw a strange figure.

His entire body was wrapped in a robe, and even his face was covered by a fox mask with ears.

【Chat with me】

Without saying anything, he just took out his cell phone and turned on the screen.

The gloved hand tapped the screen to turn the page.

【If you don't want him to die. 】

"..."

what.

That's it again.

A bit fed up, isn't it?

Looking at the lights on, I just want to come back quickly to take a shower, eat together, and sleep. Obviously, this kind of thing doesn't need to be asked by me, just solve it before I come back.

"..."

An Shiyao took off her patent leather high heels, leaving only flesh-colored stockings covering the soles of her feet that touched the wet sidewalk.

Very cold.

The feeling of anxiety and impatience gradually disappeared.

"……it is good."

"But, not for too long. I want to go home. Well, I want to go back to see him as soon as possible. Otherwise he will worry about me."

"..."

Perhaps the other party did not anticipate my answer.

So take back your phone and edit the new message on the spot.

Maybe you will die

"No. Not to mention whether he will kill me, even if he just hurts me, you will be hated by him."

"..."

There were no new messages on the phone. The figure paused for a moment and walked silently ahead.

An Shiyao followed.

Why bother?
It's so hard to find it. You should know your true feelings without even having to think about it yourself. I like it and can't let it go.

If I were a bad woman who let jealousy take over, this family would have broken up long ago, right?

What are you saying here? He will not choose you, he will only choose me. If you want to come to this house, kneel down like me first.

The figure in front suddenly stopped again.

"You, were poisoned. Doesn't he know?"

Hearing a sound for the first time.

It's like there's some kind of voice changer, very dry and magnetic. It's definitely not my natural voice.

"He's still the same, liking... loving, but not considerate enough."

"You don't even know what happened to the woman you wanted to protect the most. It's a pity you were able to hold on."

"..."

Poisoning?

What are you talking about?
The jealousy that has resurfaced in my heart recently?
"I'll help you detoxify."

"In return, you need to answer a few questions for me."

"..."

"……Who are you?"

"..."

The figure didn't answer at all and just kept walking forward.

"I will call Mr. Su Ming directly."

An Shiyao took out her cell phone from her bag and opened the dial pad.

"..."

The figure paused.

"Go ahead and hit me. You'll regret it after you hit me. Regret getting involved in my affairs with a person who can't do anything."

The hand took off the glove, revealing wrinkled skin, and then calmly put it back on.

"What you find most unbearable is... uselessness, right?"

"So, fight if you want. I don't care."

(End of this chapter)