Collapse: The Beginning System Captures the Herrscher of Consciousness

The old man was very happy.

"Emmm, I don't understand, but I'm shocked." Fu Ming looked at the item No. 269, Happy Packing, and then looked at the introduction with some doubts, shook his head and walked to the next one.

"Absorbing heat, this is interesting. Not including food? Useless." Fu Ming looked at the introduction of the item No. 2691, Heat Black Hole, and couldn't help but aroused a hint of interest, but soon shook his head and walked to the next item in disappointment.

"What are the things collected in the Black Tower? Except for the fixed-point gun, which is a bit interesting, the rest are useless." Fu Ming reached out and picked up the star-seeking chisel to look at it for a moment, then put it back in its original place with a bored look and complained.

"It's really boring. I thought there would be something fun." Xiao Shi stretched and looked at the various strange objects. They were not as interesting as the gadgets he made.

"This is... the Wings of Wind? How come the original god's things appear here?" Fu Ming looked at the black wings in the distance and asked in surprise.

"What's so surprising about this? Walter has also come to this world. Maybe it's all miHoYo's worldview. It's reasonable to get Easter eggs." Xiao Shi touched his chin and explained seriously.

"Reasonable... In other words, this world is a new game of miHoYo?" Fu Ming nodded as if he understood.

"Maybe, thinking about it this way, Lao Yang is really busy. He is everywhere. I hope he won't do sit-ups anymore. He will die more cleanly or just live well. He is already unlucky enough."

Xiao Shi put one hand on his waist and felt sad for Walter. He is so old, but miHoYo still doesn't let him go.

"......Ahem!"

Fu Ming heard a dry cough from behind him, turned his head and saw Lao Yang walking slowly with a cane, followed by the star and black tower that had completed the simulation of the universe.

"Lao Yang, when did you come? You didn't even tell me." Xiao Shi put down his hands on his waist and hid behind Fu Ming with a guilty conscience.

"When you said to die more simply..." Lao Yang pushed his glasses and looked at Fu Ming and the others with some shame.

"Then you heard everything? I... didn't mean to... curse you... don't get me wrong." Xiao Shi put his hands behind his back and said hesitantly, not daring to look directly into Walter's eyes.

It is embarrassing to say bad things about someone behind their backs when the person concerned hears it, so he looked at the Wings of Wind beside him and said, "Old Yang, look at these wings, they are just as dark as Otto's heart."

"..... You don't have to be like this, and you are right, let the past dissipate, and welcome a better future." Walter looked at Xiao Shi who changed the subject and shook his head, and said what he thought in his heart.

"That's good, let go of everything and live freely, you should have done this a long time ago, much better than an old antique." Xiao Shi touched his head and looked at Walter and said.

"Really?"

"Ahem! You lost your father, but you still have me? I can be your... Ouch!"

Fu Ming smoothed his throat and recited in Otto's tone. Before he finished reciting, Walter hit him on the head with a cane.

"Didn't you say you let it go, and why did you come here?" Fu Ming squatted on the ground with his head covered, looking up at Walter aggrievedly.

"You, learn from me and understand the ways of the world. Old Yang was obviously being polite, but you're still exposing his scars. You deserve it." Xiao Shi looked at Fu Ming, who was talking nonsense, and shook his head with his hands on his chest.

Walter turned around and explained slowly: "I was a little worried that you hadn't come back, so I got out of the train to find you. I met Ms. Heita on the way and she said you were here."

"How is my collection? Is it very good?" Heita looked at the strange objects displayed around and asked proudly with her hands on her hips.

"It's a bit boring. There's only one left to visit." Fu Ming stood up and rubbed the bump on his head.

"But if you're bored, leave quickly. I don't want to show you around. I suggest you talk less. Be careful that you will be beaten to death because of your mouth one day."

Heita listened to Fu Ming's complaints, and his face suddenly turned black, and he said viciously.

"Why does this sentence sound a bit familiar? It seems that someone has said this to me before." Fu Ming touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Dad, have you seen my stuff, the phone?" Xing also stepped forward and asked.

"Hey! Here, the 50 million in it is what I earned with hard work, don't..." Fu Ming took out the phone and returned it to Xing, looking at the 5000

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