Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 310 The Autistic Painter and the Muse 1
When Xue Zhi pulled out from the plane, he almost collapsed on the spot.

Huahua was taken aback: [Are you okay...]
The memory in the plane came up like a tide, she sat down slowly while stroking the table, and shook her head slightly.

Perhaps it was because the erasing of the memory allowed her to fully integrate into it, the painful memory in the plane was so real that Xue Zhi couldn't breathe from the pain.

Huahua has never dared to speak, it has been quietly waiting by the side: [Would you like to stop for a while and take a rest...]
Xue Zhi finally raised her eyes. She, who had been expressionless all this time, frowned lightly, a little bit dumbfounded: [...It's so real, I'm a little on top. ]
Huahua: [...do you want to look at the data first. ]
Xue Zhi leaned there weakly and nodded.

Huahua opened the data panel on the screen: [Name: Xue Zhi

Gender: Female
Binding purpose: to enhance empathy

Seventh plane rating: B+, plus 7 points
Current total points: 50]
Xue Zhi raised his hand and stroked his forehead. In fact, if she was the one who rated it, the score on the seventh plane would definitely be a full S-level score.

The shock of the seventh plane was too great for her.

Although the previous plane also felt emotional fluctuations, when she just left the seventh plane, she was really so painful that she couldn't straighten up.

If it hadn't been for her facial paralysis for many years and her strong self-control, she might have been sitting on the ground and crying.

After regaining his composure, Xue Zhi stood up, and his voice became flat again: [The next plane. ]
Huahua: [You are such a ruthless person...]
Xue Zhi: [Excuse me. ]
Huahua: [...Do you still want to erase the memory? ]
Xue Zhi was silent for a while before speaking: [Forget it, it can be affected by the character design, the one that erases memories is too good...]
Huahua: [OK, ok...].
eighth plane
#Autistic Painter and Muse#
When Xue Zhi opened his eyes, he was splashed with dirty water head-on. Immediately afterwards, a sharp voice came from next to his ear: "You lose money, you can't even cook a meal, what else can you do!?"

Xue Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, facing a pair of eyes full of disgust.

The woman in front of her had a big afro head, her eyes were painted with exaggerated blue eyeshadow, and her ears were wearing huge silver hoop earrings. She was looking down at her with her waist down.

Xue Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at her, the woman backed away involuntarily, but immediately looked at her bravado with her arms folded, "Why are you staring, are you trying to stare?"

Xue Zhi closed his eyes, and the water dripped down the hair on her forehead, pattering.

She glanced down at her slender arms and shook her head slightly.

The arms are thin and white, but the bruises on the white arms are too dazzling.

If Xue Zhi guessed correctly, the bruises on her body should be related to the woman in front of her.

Seeing her lowering her head, the woman in front of her thought she was afraid, so she took out a cheap cigarette from somewhere, took out a lighter and lit it, and her movements were extremely skillful.

She gently bent down and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring in front of Xue Zhi, causing Xue Zhi to cough violently.

"Cough cough cough-"

Seeing Xue Zhi's actions, the woman's face suddenly changed, and then she glanced upstairs, and said to Xue Zhi in a low voice of horror, "What are you doing, stop quickly—"

(End of this chapter)