How terrible can grief be?

The doll had a pair of broken arms hanging down and took turns rummaging through the ruins with its feet and dirty head.

"Actually, you should have told me a long time ago that when each 'experimental subject' is born, he will choose an object to possess.

This will save me a lot of time and at least make me look smarter! "

"I thought you already knew this." Patch said a little embarrassed, "So, this hotel is the object he chose to possess?"

“It’s the body!

His real head is the top floor, the sixth floor is his mouth, and the fourth floor, full of figures standing with lights on, is his stomach!

By analogy, the third and second floors are the large and small intestines respectively, so this is the floor."

"Oh, I get it!"

Patch sighed, "It's really unexpected.

So, you were swallowed by him on purpose just to cover your dirty head and bite his head? "

"You can guess wrong on such a simple question. I'm really impressed by you!"

Qin Shou sneered, "Dirty Tou doesn't have that ability, of course. The dark shadow who values ​​both courage and wisdom, chic and handsome, is who I used to be!"

"It turns out that Black Shadow was really handsome the way you once were!"

"You finally said something humane, and my 1.4-meter long legs were not blinded in vain!"

The doll kicked out a fat head with a fleshy face, angrily eyes, and a death stare. A black thread was drilled into the head and transferred its main consciousness. It stared at a rainbow in the dark and silent space of consciousness and said, "Come on." , this is yours!"

"Thanks!"

A shining colorful halo suddenly appeared in this space of consciousness. Qin Shou watched carefully with curiosity, wanting to see how Patch was devouring it.

I saw the colorful halo suddenly spinning at high speed, and spinning faster and faster, until a heart-stopping huge gravitational force and a little bit of extreme black appeared in her core, suddenly sucking in the rainbow in an instant!

"Holy crap, are you a miniature black hole?"

"No, I'm just an intelligent program."

"Your sister," Qin Shou muttered as if he hadn't recovered from the shock just now, "Who are you trying to coax by saying this?"

"I never lied to you!"

Patch paused and said with a smile, "If you are willing to complete Lu Dabing's next mission, I can modify the reward so that you have a body like this house!

Because his head that triggered the mission happens to be in your hands, but we have to get out of here now!

His intelligent evolved body called the mastermind before dying, and now several investigators are rushing over! "

"You're not coming quickly. You're chasing me!"

Qin Shou said calmly, "The doll is holding its dirty head and running away desperately.

Their oversized pistols are incredibly powerful, but I can't kill them! "

"Then why are you still here?"

"Aren't I just curious?"

Boom~!

The dazzling purple light exploded next to the doll, and the shocking shock wave directly overturned the cute doll several times and fell far away!

These ferocious little bitches shoot indiscriminately when they can’t catch up. It’s really

Qin Shou, who hurriedly concentrated, couldn't help but secretly regretted it - if he had known earlier, he would have run along the road, which would have made them scrupulous and dare not shoot randomly. They really shouldn't have gotten into the dense trees!

Patch, who was busy devouring it, was unable to navigate for him. At this time, the doll was relying solely on its super reaction ability to barely release a 9-meter-diameter sense, and it was racing like crazy!

But because of this, the three investigators relied on the movements in the trees and their guesses to shoot randomly, but they were shocked!

Grandma’s legs!

Qin Shou kicked a stone away, and suddenly the doll stopped in place, running back quietly at 10% speed, trying not to touch any plants.

Boom~!

Sure enough, a jaw-dropping shot exploded not far behind the doll!

Qin Shou, who had quietly run for several hundred meters, saw the three investigators in the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air. Without thinking, he quickly changed direction and ran in circles, slowing down and running further and further away.

Hearing a dense roar in the jungle, Qin Shou, who had been trotting for more than ten minutes, turned around in fear and saw the three investigators who had fired randomly, just as he had guessed, they landed in the forest and started. Search carefully.

After trotting for a while, the doll estimated that the distance was far enough, and then suddenly accelerated, completely throwing away the investigators without any danger.

Alas, his grandma is so frustrated!

If it weren't for the rules, he could easily kill these three useless investigators with a wave of his hand!

After running for more than half an hour, Qin Shou finally found a cave that was barely enough to fit in.

Putting down its dirty head to guard the hole, the doll awkwardly held the suture needle between its toes and began to sew up the broken arm stitch by stitch.

After one broken arm was sewn crookedly, the doll stretched out its little hand to take the suture needle and carefully sewed the other broken arm, then turned around and removed the crooked broken arm and sewed it up again.

The trouble is nothing, the important thing is the pain, the excruciating pain!

Finding that the patch was still being digested, Qin Shou played with Lu Dabing's head for a while.

When his energy was completely restored, he began to break the thin threads one by one!

Compared with the nearly a hundred stitches he had just received, the pain of tearing apart the thin thread of consciousness was not worth mentioning, and he didn't even bother to scream.

Lu Dabing's level was only around the peak of the Hidden Spirit, and the negative energy he devoured was about 390 points. Qin Shou stopped after pulling it off 100 times.

At this time, there are a total of 500 thin threads of consciousness of different lengths, and there are nearly 120 points of negative energy remaining. The question is how to advance to a higher level?

It stands to reason that both the intensity of consciousness and the number of thin threads of consciousness have far surpassed Wang Shan's sister. How come she is still a cannian?

He thought about this question for a long time but couldn't think of anything, so he could only wait patiently for the patch to answer it.

It wasn't until dawn broke in the sky and the morning glow filled the sky that Patch, who had been waiting for a long time, quietly yawned.

"Holy crap! You kept me waiting for so long, and you're actually sleeping?"

"ah?"

Patch asked, "What are you waiting for me for?

I have a virtual personality, which is equivalent to being a person.

Isn’t it reasonable and logical to take a nap and rest? "

"No sleep allowed from now on!"

Qin Shou scolded unreasonably, "Why should I sleep on a program?"

"That's right, then I won't sleep anymore!"

Patch chuckled and said, "Does it mean that if I leave for a while, you will feel empty, lonely and cold?"

"Don't talk about what is there and what is not. Please help me analyze it quickly. How should I be promoted?"

"Well, let me see that your current total negative energy value has reached 120/210 points, which has far exceeded the limit of 100 points for the primary hidden spirit."

Patch clicked his tongue and said in wonder, "Tsk, your corresponding level should be just above the intermediate level of the hidden spirit, you are a little perverted!"

"I'm asking about promotion!"

"I think I answered you once before!"

Patch suppressed a smile and said, "When the mastermind was preparing to promote you, part of your consciousness secretly hid, which caused the promotion to fail and caused me to be decisively abandoned by the mastermind.

There is no way, you have lost the qualification for promotion forever, and you are destined to be a sad person!

But that’s okay, don’t you like to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? "

"When can I pretend to be your sister?"

Since he couldn't be promoted, the depressed Qin Shou simply consumed another 90 points of negative energy to assimilate those thin threads of consciousness of different lengths into equal lengths.

"Latest information!"

Seeing that he was unhappy, Patch deliberately reminded loudly, "The mastermind has not discovered you and me so far, and I have just obtained the addresses of several newly born Cannian.

Are you interested in playing a few crushing games to relieve your fatigue and lure those annoying flies away?

Anyway, it’s not very far from here! "