N-A-A Chapter 336: Is dinner ready?
Chapter 336: Is dinner ready?
In order to avoid fainting on the roadside before being picked up,
He put away his skateboard, picked a stone by the roadside and sat down, and took out a piece of paper to wipe his glasses.
Well, it’s definitely not his eyesight, it must be a problem with his glasses.
The brave man, who was unwilling to admit that he was dizzy, supported his chin with one hand and looked at the turbid water in the distance with some disgust.
I must take a shower when I get back later.
[Ding, thanks to the host's intervention, Conan was successfully prevented from getting hurt. ]
[Redemption value increased, currently accumulated to 19%.]
Glance at the assistance system's real-time notifications.
Yun Xianhe glanced at the gray-black 'Current World Character Introduction Panel' next to him, raised his hand and clicked on the cards below that showed 'temporarily blocked' one by one.
The panel vibrated briefly, but there was no further response.
Although I knew this, I still feel a little unhappy.
Tsk, there are only 6 days left before the amnesia ends, what's wrong with letting him take a look in advance?
The brave man, who was in a childish temper, kept tapping with his little hands transformed by his consciousness, successfully triggering the interactive play mechanism of the auxiliary system.
There was a slight crackling sound from the transparent light blue screen, and then a big hole appeared.
The intelligent robot customer service had a crying face and complained in a babyish voice with an electric current:
[The auxiliary system will also feel pain. 】
"Really? I don't believe it."
【(；へ：)】
"It's time to upgrade your backend's intelligent interaction."
[Ding, the system has received your feedback. The auxiliary system intelligent program is still in the secondary development stage. Welcome all users to provide valuable suggestions. ]
The rather official statement made Yun Xianhe sigh in admiration.
After closing this panel, he opened the 'Completed Tasks' panel again.
Looking at the four redemption tasks marked 'completed', Yun Xianhe fell into a brief silence.
It turns out...he got the savior script in this world?!
The brave man who had destroyed the world countless times twitched nervously at his fingertips and slowly closed the panel.
Well, I just saved a few mission targets, so I’m not a savior.
No wonder those people were so nice to me, it turned out they saved my life.
Yun Xianhe, who seemed to have figured it out, sneezed and raised his hand expressionlessly to touch his forehead.
Very good, about one ripe.
The roar of the engine was getting closer.
Yun Xianhe turned his head towards the sound and saw the van that was almost flying.
"……sharp."
The van braked suddenly and stopped steadily (? ) in front of Yun Xianhe.
The brave man, who had never seen this kind of driving technique, became very curious.
When they saw Zhu Fu Jingguang coming down from the driver's seat, their eyes became a little more eager.
In Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes,
The beautiful cat they had raised at home was now dirty and wet, with tears in its eyes (because it was too sleepy), and it was huddled there pitifully (the stone it was sitting on was relatively small), looking up at them.
The child must have suffered a lot of injustice! The wound must be very painful!
"Xianhe! Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?"
Just as the male mother was about to go online, the greeting was snatched away by the little detective who got off the car later.
Yun Xianhe raised his hand and bent his fingers slightly, pressing Conan's forehead with his relatively clean knuckles, preventing him from getting closer.
He looked the young detective up and down.
After confirming that the other party was not injured, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and his tone was calm, not at all like someone who had survived a disaster:
"Conan, you should go change your clothes."
"what???"
The little detective who had fallen into a puddle not long ago still had some mud and sand on his body.
His cheeks were also dirty, and he looked not much cleaner than the ragged hero.
The young detective, who obviously felt that he was being disliked, was stunned.
The complex emotions in my heart, which were originally intertwined with guilt, worry, anxiety, etc., all settled down after hearing the other party's calm voice.
Looking at Yun Xianhe who was serious and had the leisure to discuss this with him, Conan's expression became a little twisted after being stunned.
The brows that were originally furrowed with anxiety had not yet relaxed, and an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry appeared:
"Is now the time to discuss this? Are you hurt?"
"Hardly. I want to go back and shower and change my clothes."
The brave man expressed his dislike for this 'big mess' drift with his attitude.
Seeing that the other party still had the energy to joke, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who did not interrupt, breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to open the back door:
"Let's get in the car first. Mr. Maori and the others have already notified the doctor."
Yun Xianhe, who was originally planning to get up and get in the car, paused.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Zhu Fu Jingguang added:
“We’re not going to the hospital.”
Hearing this, Yun Xianhe couldn't help but look at Zhu Fu Jingguang again and nodded slightly, which was considered as his agreement.
Conan, who had been following Yun Xianhe, saw the blood on the back of his head at a glance.
The familiar location made the young detective very suspicious that the other party's wound, which had just healed some time ago, had opened again.
Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the car seat, accurately predicted that Conan was about to speak, and covered his mouth with his hand covered by a handkerchief.
Conan feels like he is about to be kidnapped:? ?
"I think we all need a good bath, what do you think Conan?"
The half-closed heterochromatic eyes looked over quietly.
The young detective who read the word "threat" from it lost his strength and slowly signed to indicate that he couldn't speak it.
Seeing this, Yun Xianhe nodded with satisfaction.
After putting away the handkerchief, he clenched his scratched hands into fists and put them in his pockets, then leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Conando next to him glanced at Yun Xianhe's hands in his pocket.
His intuition told him that the other person's hand must be injured.
The return trip was fast and stable.
Zhu Fu Jingguang drifted the car into the parking space. Just as he was about to turn around and talk to Yun Xianhe, the other party opened the car door and rushed out, walking quickly towards the hotel.
It looked like he didn't want to wait even a moment longer.
Outside the car, Mao Li and others who were waiting here with the medical team saw a gust of wind blowing away from them before they could get close.
"???"
Xiaolan and Yuanzi, who were still a little worried, looked at each other's leaving figures with their eyes wide open, and said uncertainly:
"Mr. Xianhe looks like he's not injured, right?"
"…perhaps?"
However, it turned out that someone was injured, quite a bit.
After taking a comfortable bath and changing clothes, the brave man sat on the edge of the bed with a good temper, half-lidded his eyes so as not to look at the white coat swaying back and forth in front of him.
The skin injuries on the back of the head and the wounds all over the palms were all white due to blisters.
Bruises of varying sizes covered the porcelain-white back, and mixed with the old scars, they looked horrifying.
Finally, the doctor who had wrapped the gauze around the patient's ankle went out with the medicine box. He looked at the anxiously awaited family members of the patient waiting outside and sighed.
Morobushi Keimitsu, Conan:?!
What does that mean?! Doctor, what do you mean by sighing?!
Is the situation serious?!
Before they could even ask the question, the door behind them opened.
The brave man with gauze wrapped around his head and a fever-reducing patch on his forehead had a pale face, a calm expression, and a slightly hoarse voice:
"Can we go eat now?"
"..."