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Upon hearing this, Gu Mian couldn't help but imagine this scene-

A high-end version of Xiao Qiao was holding his head, smacking his lips and sucking his brain.

The picture is too beautiful.

Gu Mian shook his head and threw the picture out of his mind.

"Speaking of the NPC called 'Lucky', the voice is the same as Xiao Qiao. I wonder if it looks the same." Gu Mian thought.

The fat man lifted the garbage bag: "According to your description, I feel that the NPC in the Seventh World should look similar to Miss Xiao Qiao, after all, Miss Xiao Qiao is the person she created."

Because there are really no living people in the Seventh World, "Lucky" had to personally create a guardian and throw it to the earth.

Gu Mian couldn't help but start to sympathize with this poor NPC.

This should be the worst core figure among the seven worlds. There is not a single living person left in her world, and she has to work hard to prevent the world from collapsing.

He is an unlucky NPC.

Gu Mian felt that the name "lucky" was not at all suitable for her, so it would be better to change it to "Doom".

At this time, the fat man was already carrying a black garbage bag and opening the door: "Doctor, I'm going out to throw the garbage, and I'll cook for you when I come back."

Gu Mian looked out the window. The sun was far away and was almost falling from the horizon.

Today was a thrilling day.

From the Seventh World to the train, and from passing the train to a magical director's copy.

On this day they met the very lucky lady and the hospitality conductor.

I also learned the names of several core characters.

Next, they will strive to meet more friends to prevent the series of collapses in the low-dimensional world.

After dinner, Gu Mian lay peacefully on the bed.

Xiaohong next to him didn't know what magnificent day he had gone through. From Xiaohong's perspective, Gu Mian just disappeared for a few hours and then came back.

She still held her lychee soda as usual and tasted it with relish beside Gu Mian's bed.

She stayed by her for a long time, and when she saw the person in the bed ignored her, she couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved.

Just when Xiaohong was feeling aggrieved, Gu Mian suddenly stretched out his hand and patted the slightly aggrieved head beside the bed: "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Xiaohong, who was patted on his head, suddenly became happy and happily climbed under the bed.

"What a harmonious and friendly day." Gu Mian pulled his quilt and closed his eyes.

The perfect day came to an end like this.

And Xiao Qiao finally woke up ten days later.

I have no major problems with my health, but my face is a little pale after sleeping for a long time.

Gu Mian was sure that this was Xiao Qiao who had insufficient brain capacity before, and that kind of "take-up body" plot did not happen.

It is worth mentioning that the first thing Xiao Qiao did when she woke up was to find Gu Mian and carefully examine his lower half of his face.

Before she fainted, the last time she saw Gu Mian's chin that had been destroyed by the earth.

In the past ten days, the wound on Gu Mian's face had already scabbed and shedded. When Xiao Qiao saw the fairly perfect lower half of her face, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor," the fat man hesitated, "Has Miss Xiao Qiao's brain deteriorated again? Ordinary people shouldn't cry after waking up from death? Why did she come to care about the doctor when she opened her eyes? "

Gu Mian touched the location where he was injured before: "Perhaps I think my face is more important than her life."

The fat man scratched his head: "Then doctor, you have to protect your face."

"I will do it if you don't say it."

After confirming that Gu Mian was not disfigured, Xiao Qiao sat in front of the window in a daze, not crying as sad as the fat man imagined.

Looking at her figure, I could feel a little depressed.

"What's wrong with Miss Xiao Qiao? It's not normal since she woke up." The fat man felt something was wrong. "She has never been so depressed before. It's because the Seventh World collapsed, so she's sad."

Gu Mian was also surprised. He also wanted to ask Xiao Qiao if he knew about luck.

Just as the two were puzzled, Xiao Qiao by the window suddenly stood up.

Then he began to murmur: "No, it shouldn't be, why, I don't understand..."

Did you find something? Gu Mian asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qiao then turned to look at him: "I'm not right."

What?

Gu Mian felt it was difficult for him to communicate with her normally.

Before he could continue asking, Xiao Qiao began to reiterate his previous words and walked towards the door.

The fat man looked at Xiao Qiao's back with a little concern: "Doctor, do you know what medicine can improve IQ?"

"I'm afraid not."

Gu Mian also looked at Xiao Qiao's departure back.

Fortunately, the car was no longer driving on the road outside, otherwise he would have been worried that Xiao Qiao would be hit and killed by the car inadvertently.

Xiao Qiao is not in good spirits now, and Gu Mian plans to ask her about the Seventh World and Lucky in a few days.

In the next few days, Gu Mian has been studying the walkie-talkie he stolen from Mr. Lu.

He pressed all the strange buttons on it, but the intercom did not react at all.

"Is only NPC able to use this thing?" Gu Mian felt a little regretful. He would have tied up Mr. Green together if he had known it.

After the intercom was snatched, the poor Green host disappeared. The fat man guessed that he might have found a corner to calm his psychological trauma.

"Mr. Green must have a psychological shadow," the fat man looked at the walkie-talkie who was thrown aside by Gu Mian. "Doctor, you always stole other people's things, so scared that he didn't dare to show up."

The fat man is right.

A few days later, Gu Mian found a small note stuffed into the room through the crack of the door.

It was Mr. Green who secretly stuffed it in while they were asleep.

【I found another place to stay temporarily, don’t look for me, don’t worry】

The fat man looked at the notes that Mr. Lu secretly stuffed in, and was amazed: "It's so much like a letter left by a child running away from home. I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be quite childish."

"By the way," said that he ran away from home, the fat man picked up the calendar next to the table and drew a circle on a date. "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be there in a few days. This was originally a day of reunion, but Mr. Green is far away from us..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Because I haven't been at work for too long, Gu Mian almost forgot these holidays.

As soon as the fat man reminded him, he remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon.

"As such a big festival, aren't the game planning to hold any event?" Gu Mian opened his panel and found that the event interface was still gray and white, and the organizer seemed to be not planning to hold an event.

Previous Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Racing, and College Entrance Examination activities were held on important holidays.

He originally thought there would be new events during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he didn't expect that the organizer would have no movement at all.

"Yes," the fat man said, "There is no event held during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Could it be that this game wants to close the server and run away?"

If it really runs away from the server, the players may cry with joy.

"The death protection mechanism was not closed before, and the low-dimensional world held events to harm players. Now players will die in the dungeon, so there is no need to spend energy to organize events." Gu Mian looked at the date circled by the fat man, "Do you want to eat mooncakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"ah?"

Gu Mian's topic was too jumpy, and the fat man reacted for a while before he realized: "Yes, I want to eat moon cakes, doctor, what kind of stuffed moon cakes do you like to eat?"

Gu Mian thought carefully for a while before speaking: "I don't like rock candy, it will hurt my teeth. Anything else is OK."

Because there is no need to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, Gu Mian has never eaten much mooncakes. Therefore, he lacks understanding of the types of mooncakes.

The fat man clapped his hands: "I will definitely not hurt the doctor's teeth if I do it myself."

After saying that, he hurried out, saying that he wanted to buy molds and mooncake materials.

Chu Changge, who was standing beside him, said: "When will you plan to enter the next copy? Will you finish the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

The human order collapsed, and traditional festivals were no longer meaningful.

But Gu Mian still hopes that this festival can be more stable.

But this is also a luxury.

"Just these few days, come out and celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival." Gu Mian thought, "I don't know how long luck can last, we must hurry up."

He borrowed big data search from Xiao Qiao to search for the core characters in the dungeon.