bayedsolid Chapter 276 System: We have no ties
Chapter 276 System: We have no ties
Vermouth was a little distressed. Mojito's paranoia made him terribly indifferent to other things, not to mention that this guy now had a problem with his brain. She really didn't know how to deal with it.
She casually sent an email to that gentleman and let him make the final decision.
"Newcomer, come and replace Tequila and me to accompany you. We still have tasks to complete." Vermouth kindly reminded, "Don't bully the newcomer."
They are your natural teammates.
If you hit our teammates...
Vermouth raised the corner of her mouth, looking happy to see it happen with malicious intentions. After all, she had reminded him, so it was not her fault if something went wrong.
After the two finished drinking, Vermouth went to another room upstairs.
Fūya Rei stayed alone in the bar, looking at the snowflakes whose colors could not be seen under the lights outside.
He opened the window to let in a little breeze, and the cold wind mixed with fine snow blew on his face, giving people a sobering chill.
He took a deep breath, and his mind instantly became much clearer.
He thought for a moment and took out a thin notebook from his pocket, which contained the deep memories that he was reluctant to forget but had to forget.
He flipped through the pages carelessly. To him, who had no memory, reading these things was like reading a stranger's boring essay, without any emotional ups and downs.
Fūya Rei's gaze was fixed on a blue-eyed ragdoll cat, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He couldn't help but touch his chest, and it seemed that everything was fine.
A trace of pain and confusion flashed between his brows. Just for a moment, it seemed as if a bullet had pierced his heart.
He secretly wondered, could it be that this guy had accidentally shot him in the heart before, and he was lucky enough to survive?
When he lowered his head to look at the ragdoll cat again, the pain disappeared again, leaving only the warmth that made him unable to help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Furuya Rei nodded firmly. "It's confirmed. We're close friends!" He and the Ragdoll cat must have a special relationship.
——There is no deeper feeling than shooting your brother and still being friends (shocked voice).
He was silent for a moment and turned to the next page.
Hey, this curly-haired cat wearing sunglasses makes me want to punch him in the face.
There was also this long-haired fox with purple eyes. He touched the fox with his fingers and always couldn't help but want to make sure if he was intact. It was strange.
The toothpicks on the heads of the two little animals were sharp and very noticeable, always making him feel uneasy and causing cold sweats on his back.
Rei Furuya: I'm sorry, I was speaking too loudly when I said there was no emotional fluctuation at all.
He snapped the notebook shut and put it back, his expression strange and curious.
"This kind of existence that makes me itch to touch it the moment I see it is really the most unforgettable existence in my past memories?"
Fūya Ling thought that maybe he didn't get along well with those guys, and they must have been enemies in the past.
As time passed, several cards in the system space glowed faintly, reminding him that he could remove the Magician Card and replace it at any time.
Can't I even decide what kind of person I want to be?
If you ask me to change, I won’t.
Rei Furuya believes that he is the freest now, and putting on another personality would be a constraint.
'clang. ’
A bell rang, and the time came to one o'clock in the morning.
Fūya Ling rubbed his eyebrows, closed the window and wanted to go to sleep.
When turning around, he inadvertently glanced at the system screen.
[System prompt: Debuff hopeless bond is being triggered.]
He has seen this message countless times in the past half month.
Furuya Rei thought for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Can I sever the bond with the system?"
[The system is a standalone intelligence, merely a trigger-based program, which has unilaterally cut off the possibility of developing a deeper bond with the host.]
Jianggu Ling:......
Why does it feel like the system is being sarcastic to him?
It's an illusion.
The system says it is just a program.
Fūya Rei looked around and blinked, feeling strange. How come those two people suddenly disappeared, leaving him alone on duty in the bar?
He thought curiously, so this is workplace bullying.
A free magician won't give up easily!!
"It's snowing outside. Okay, let's go outside and try our luck. See if we can run into someone we know."
Fūya Rei's eyes rolled, and he rubbed a certain spot on the handcuffs with the wire, and the positioning chip that had been running suddenly stopped working.
He turned off his cell phone and happily pushed open the door of the bar.
The crisp sound of wind chimes rang out, but it did not disturb Vermouth who was taking a bath upstairs and Tequila who was suffering from the poison of Nob Creek.
He walked in the night to identify the direction, blinked blankly, and felt as free as the wind: "I don't know where to go, but it doesn't matter, as long as I'm not trapped in one place."
He closed his eyes, turned around a few times, pointed forward casually, chose the direction, and left happily, dragging the cumbersome shackles.
At dawn, Kudo Yusaku, who was sitting in the police car, pinched his brows tiredly.
He has been following the police around recently to find out who is inciting the Freedom Island incident.
A lot of people were arrested, but they were all innocent people who had been brainwashed.
Gustav once mentioned in "The Crowd" that when people are in a group, their IQ is seriously reduced. In order to gain recognition, individuals are willing to abandon right and wrong and use their IQ in exchange for a sense of belonging that makes them feel safe.
There are so many people gathered on Liberty Island, and there must be some smart people among them.
But they were instigated and surrounded by the crowd, losing their minds and becoming puppets in the hands of others.
It was the first time that Kudo Yusaku encountered hundreds of people fanatically believing in a leader wearing a clown mask and whose face and figure were unknown. It was really - too terrifying.
"Mr. Kudo, are you okay?"
The police officer driving the car asked with concern.
Mr. Kudo has been following the police's non-stop activities recently and looks very tired.
Kudo Yusaku pressed his eyelids, his posture elegant and leisurely, with the steady and elegant demeanor of a successful man. "Thank you for your concern, I can still hold on. You must be tired too, so take some time to rest after you send me home."
The police officer smiled and said, "Please don't worry."
Kudo Yusaku nodded slightly and looked at the light on the horizon outside the window. There was light reflected from the snow and the faint light of dawn.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed on the left front, and his brows furrowed. "Agent Smith, please stop the car."
The car stopped by the roadside. Without waiting for the police officer to ask, Kudo Yusaku had already opened the car door, pulled up his large windbreaker and scarf, and walked quickly in his snow boots towards the figure squatting under the tree in front.
Fūya Rei was squatting under a pine tree, staring at a white-throated sparrow chick that was almost frozen to death.
He walked for a long time, and the handcuffs rubbed his ankles until they bled, so he wanted to rest for a while.
He squatted under a pine tree and wrapped his cloak tightly to keep himself warm. Inadvertently, he saw a baby bird that had fallen under the tree and was almost frozen.
The young bird's eyes opened and closed tiredly, and its still tender and soft beak opened slightly, but there was no sound.