Quadruple split

[It’s really a talent that goes well with me...]

Wen Qiu closed the character panel, a simple smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and then she found herself being gently held in someone's arms, a warm and soft embrace.

[Is that happy expression because I woke up? She is such a big sister that no one can dislike at all. 】

The girl, whose face was still haggard, blinked lightly at Yu Chen: "I'm fine, big sister."

Then he rubbed the other person's cheek affectionately like a kitten, and closed his eyes comfortably in the fragrant embrace.

"You're finally awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Yuchen's right hand holding Wenqiu's shoulder emitted a bright light. Because no dark interference had been triggered before, the healing magic she was releasing now was full. The warm and holy breath silently nourishes the girl's body.

Although she knew that the other party was a player just like herself, and that the damage simulation in the Innocence Realm would be greatly compromised for minors, Yuchen still did not feel relieved. Perhaps it was her instinct as a doctor, but she always felt that she was pregnant. The slightly trembling girl in the middle is indeed suffering.

What's even more worrying is Wenqiu's 'habit' towards that pain.

Although there was a 90% chance that he was overthinking, Yuchen still couldn't accept what happened to Wenqiu as 'game content'.

[It’s very rude to show this expression if you don’t understand what happened to me~]

"It's really okay." Wenqiu stuck out her tongue playfully, and then looked at Xia Lian beside her bed with a smile: "Don't worry, little sister, Wenqiu is just a little tired, just lie down for a while."

Xia Lian, who was leaning on the cross and panting slightly, was stunned for a moment, and then asked subconsciously: "Why am I the young lady? Wangyu is much younger than me."

[She looks very tired. Although it is just data, it is also very interesting. Will she feel uncomfortable if she is sick? How far do you have to go before you feel as uncomfortable as I do? Hmm, it’s so annoying...]

"That's not right, Sister Wangyu is the eldest sister." Wenqiu pouted and pointed at Xia Lian's chest with a serious look on her face: "You are the little sister!"

The elf saint's face turned green at that time: "Little girl, you are not afraid of just pissing me off like this... um..."

Boom!

The star-gold cross slipped from her fingers uncontrollably and hit the ground with a loud noise. At the same time, Xia Lian's own legs weakened and fell to the spot, although she did not lose it immediately. Consciousness, but unable to get up from the ground.

"Sister Saint!" Yu Chen quickly put Wen Qiuping on the bed, then turned around and knelt down next to Xia Lian and asked anxiously: "What are you..."

"I'm so angry at that girl!" Xia Lian grinned and glared at Wenqiu. She struggled to lean on the bed and shrugged, smiling: "Just kidding, I'm just a little weak because of the backlash of my divine power and excessive consumption. That’s all, there’s no big danger.”

Wenqiu poked half of his head out of the bed and looked at her, then let out a long sigh of relief: "That's great, it's not Wenqiu's fault!"

"What pot?" Xia Lian asked subconsciously, but she didn't go into details. She just smiled and rubbed Yuchen's hair, and whispered: "I'm about to lose consciousness. Remember to ask someone to carry me back to the room. Go, um, no need for men, the cross will be placed here for the time being, and you can’t carry it anyway. It just so happens that the power on it can help the girl recuperate her body, although the effect is not great."

Yuchen nodded obediently: "I understand, Sister Saint."

"Well, then I'll faint first." Xia Lian chuckled, then tilted her head and lost consciousness.

Yu Chen: "..."

Wenqiu blinked his eyes and exclaimed: "Wow! It's so amazing, I'm really going to feel dizzy!"

…

ten minutes later

Yuchen, who had settled Xia Lian with the two trainee priestesses, returned to Wenqiu's room and whispered to the girl who was lying on the bed obediently: "Would you like something to eat?"

"No need~" Wenqiu shook his head vigorously, spread his hands and smiled: "Sister, you should know that I am also a player, right? So there is no need to treat me like a patient."

Yuchen walked to Wenqiu's bed, leaned over to help the girl tuck the quilt, and said softly: "But you are really uncomfortable now, right? You have to take good care of yourself even in the game, right?"

"I'm fine, so... um!"

Wen Qiu suddenly frowned in the middle of his words, and then he covered his head in pain and moaned softly.

"Xiao Wenqiu..."

"It's okay~" The pale-faced girl interrupted Yuchen with a smile, and then stretched out her little hand and waved gently amidst the series of harsh system prompts in her ears: "But I have to get off first, see you later, Sister Wangyu~"

Then it turned into a white light and disappeared from the bed.

…

at the same time

Real world, an apartment in city T

The sleeping couple was awakened by the ringtone of their mobile phone, which was deliberately turned to the maximum volume.

"Hello, Vice President Wang, it's me, it's me. I've already paid for Yujing's treatment for the second half of the year...what?" The tired-looking man suddenly widened his eyes, and the sleepiness that had not yet faded disappeared in an instant. Without a trace, the right hand holding the phone trembled slightly due to excessive force: "You mean, disease!?"

A difficult but affirmative answer came from the other side of the phone.

This is destined to be another sleepless night...

…

Innocence Continent, Karan City Traveler Hostel

Jun Wu, the boss wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was lying boredly on a chair with his eyes closed and a large pile of messy pages in his hand. He had just finished sorting out the new information sent from above and was now organizing his words to prepare for it. Convert it into a friend message and send it to someone.

Although the other party's request to "send all the details" resulted in a heavy workload for him, Jun Wu enjoyed it for no other reason than it was cost-effective.

"Just using the information distributed by the Wanderer Hotel and the stories provided by other poets, we can obtain a large amount of exclusive information, and it also has a very high degree of authenticity..." Weiyang, who was leaning against the counter, wiped his hands diligently. While holding the plate, he tilted his head and muttered to Jun Wu, "No matter how much I think about it, I think it's too cheap for us."

The latter shook his head lazily and said softly: "Yes now, but not necessarily in the future."

"Are you pretending to be a fool with your sister?" Weiyang snorted, her two big bright eyes slightly narrowed: "Want to eat raggu?"

Jun Wu quickly opened his eyes and waved his hands vigorously: "Absolutely not!"

"Very good." Weiyang placed the shiny and new plate behind the counter, then took two glasses and started wiping them: "So you mean we will suffer in the future?"

Jun Wu chuckled: "That's not the case. We are just providing information and there is nothing to lose. It's just that the guy named Tan Mo will make more and more money."

"This is the countryside." Weiyang's response was not slow, so he immediately turned around and asked, "Are you so sure that we will be promoted?"

"Yes, just because this is the countryside." Jun Wu poked at the pile of papers beside him and smiled: "The higher ups won't provide us with any good information, and there aren't many bards here who can collect it. It’s a good story, but every time what we feed back is of high quality and quantity, and it’s all first-hand, what does this mean?”

Weiyang rolled his eyes: "Does this mean that you can confidently ask me to help you cover up every time you skip class?"

"Isn't this just to give you more dishes to clean~" Jun Wu shrugged, spread his hands and blinked.

"I'm not shaking my head!" Weiyang shook his wings and gritted his teeth: "I just like to work!"

Jun Wu sighed: "This is a disease, sister."

Ever since he was little, he has always wondered why his sister, who is both good at academics and good-looking, only has one hobby: "working and tidying up". She seems to be happy every time her parents ask her to wash the dishes. , being a student on duty in the class is like celebrating a holiday, all you have to do is steal the jobs of street sweepers.

"You will never understand the sense of accomplishment of washing the dishes with your own hands until they look like wax!" Weiyang curled her lips and spun around in a circle in ecstasy: "There is no trace of dust on the window edge, and there is no stain on the window sill. The floor, the tables and chairs placed with an error of no more than half a centimeter, and the clothes ironed until there are no wrinkles~ ooohhhhh!”

Jun Wu couldn't bear to look away and continued the previous topic feebly: "In short, with the various news on the forum, plus the high-quality information given by Tan Mo, I don't think we two will stay in this wretched place for too long. old."

"It's best like this!" Weiyang glanced at the hall where there were no customers, and lazily picked up a thin booklet: "The turnover is so bad! After a long time since the opening, there was not even a single person willing to order a drink. , they are all stingy!"

Then someone pushed the door open and came in...

"Consumption or consumption?" Weiyang didn't say anything, grabbed the drink list and went to greet him.

"No, I'm from the Black Tower City Hotel." The unattractive-looking human man shook his head and smiled at Weiyang, "It's just a routine contact."

Weiyang sighed, then looked back at the counter: "Junjun, routine contact~"

Jun Wu didn't look back: "I have something to do here, let's talk about it."

"Uh, that's fine..." Weiyang muttered, and then took the young man aside to chat.

Jun Wu, on the other hand, stared intensely at the virtual panel in front of him that did not exist in the eyes of the NPC. On it was a new message that someone had just sent.

'Hofer City in Misha County was turned into a place of divine favor by the first saint of the Dawn Sect, Xia Lian Bamboo Leaf. More than two thousand infected people have recovered. The Violet Empire is about to hold a supreme meeting. The main content is to discuss how to deal with the rice. Refugees from Shakespeare. ’

Although there were only two pieces of information, the weight was not light at all. There was no doubt that it was from Mo Tan.

"There is no information at all on the forum, and there are Misha County and Violet Empire respectively..." Jun Wu smacked his lips and murmured in a low voice: "How on earth did that guy Tan Mo do it?"

Then he sent the information he had just compiled, but the other party was completely silent after replying with an understatement of 'Keep up the good work'.

A few minutes later

"Have you finished chatting?" Jun Wu glanced at Weiyang who was walking back and asked curiously: "What did you say?"

Weiyang sighed: "First of all, we are commended for our great achievements during this period, and I think we are expected to be promoted..."

"This is a good thing." Jun Wu stretched, and then asked in confusion: "What are you sighing for?"

Weiyang glanced at him sideways: "Do you still remember when we asked that guy Tan Mo to help deliver the box?"

"Remember, he sent a message two days ago saying that the matter has been settled." Jun Wu nodded as expected.

That epic box was the most advanced item Jun Wu had seen in a long time. At that time, he had planned to steal it with Weiyang. Although he gave up in the end because he couldn't open it, the impression was still very deep. of.

"He's done it, and he seems to be having a good time chatting with Uncle Blaine." Weiyang said with a strange expression: "As the second uncle of us."

In what capacity! ?

Jun Wu was shocked at that time: "You say it again!?"

"You heard that right." Weiyang said through gritted teeth while wiping the table: "He told Uncle Blaine that his name was Gulandfard and that he was your second uncle. Not only did the uncle believe it, but he also asked us to ask questions Why don't you have the same surname as the second uncle? Is there any hidden secret..."

Jun Wu slapped the table: "@#$%\u0026amp;!"

"Don't say bad words." Weiyang glared at him, and then asked curiously: "Why were you in a daze just now?"

Jun Wu was extremely tired and closed his eyes: "Read the news and send the news."

"to whom?"

"Second uncle."

…

Eastern part of the Innocence Continent, the City of Freedom

The headquarters of the Wanderer Hotel is different from the countless branches scattered around. It has a pyramid-like shape, with white spiers extending from the middle of the four sides. At the top is a heavy, all-white book. The large book carved from smoke stone is surrounded by a large number of colorful musical notes projected by magic.

This building, which is not very distinctive in the Free City, is located on the Minstrel Trail. It is brightly lit all day long and has an endless stream of people coming and going. However, there is a place where few even the insiders can set foot.

A pitch-black raven passed through dozens of barriers and appeared in front of a window at the top of the north tower, pecking at it gently.

The window did not open, but a hand reached out from inside and 'grabbed' it in.

"Let me take a look..."

A figure wearing a black mask chuckled and untied the letter from the raven's feet, looking at it carefully.

"Yes, that young man is very good. Although I don't know how he did it, from the perspective of results alone, he is no less than you..."

His or her voice is soft, low, and severely distorted. Not only is the age indiscernible, but even the gender cannot be distinguished.

No one knows who he used to be, but everyone understands that the person wearing the [Breathless Mask] can only be the big boss of the Wanderer Hotel, and as for the rest... it doesn't matter.

Chapter 178: End