You agreed to farm together, but you secretly went to guard the beast?

Chapter 210 Su · Idol · Ang (×), Su · Puppet · Ang (√)

Qian Qi was busy making potions, on the other side.

Walking out of the A-level dungeon, the silver-haired young man was leaning wearily beside the suspension car. The severe head pain caused by excessive mental energy consumption made him upset, but the reporters who had been waiting for a long time had already swarmed in, turning countless spotlights and The camera was pointed at him, and the interview began with raucous voices.

"Commander Su, the time you took to conquer the A-level dungeon broke the record again. Are you planning to start entering the S-level dungeon?"

"Many S-level commanders disappeared when they were around 35 years old. Did they all die in the S-level copy?"

"I heard that some S-level dungeon cracks fluctuate abnormally. Will S-level monsters attack the city again?"

"Commander Su, do you know something inside?"

Su Ang's fingertips moved, he looked up and removed the tiredness on his face as he was used to, and said in a calm and indifferent tone, "You don't need to worry too much, there are awakened ones to protect this world, and the copy will be cleared sooner or later Yes, humans will no longer be attacked by monsters."

"How long does Commander Su think it will take to restore the peace before the turbulent times?"

"As far as we know, most of the awakened people are still attacking E-level dungeons and D-level dungeons. Do we humans really have a future?"

"Has this world abandoned us? Will we be destroyed like the ancient dinosaurs encountered meteorites?"

"Do you really think that the awakened can save mankind?"

Hearing the last question, Su Ang's eyes flickered slightly, he opened his lips, and finally said, "Yes, please trust the awakened ones."

Believe in the Awakened?No, not even himself.

How long is he going to lie?
How long will he...be like this a puppet?
After seeing off the reporters, the tiredness that had just been concealed came over in an instant. Su Ang leaned lightly on the suspension car, saw his father Su Xingchen also finished the interview, and walked towards him.

Meeting Su Xingchen's gaze, Su Ang pursed his lips and said softly, "Father, I... am tired."

"Go back and rest for a few days." Su Xingchen took off his black leather gloves, and looked at his son with downcast eyes, "We have to go to the deep..."

"Father." Su Ang interrupted him, "You know what I want to say, I don't want to capture dungeons anymore, and I don't want to tell those lies anymore!"

Human beings will perish sooner or later, what they are doing now is useless!

"Su Ang, shut up!" Hearing this, Su Xingchen's face turned cold for an instant, and he scolded, "Anyone can say this, but you can't!"

He turned his head and looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention, and then pressed Zuo Ang's shoulder and whispered a warning, "You are the best person to cover up the truth, you know, incompetent humans who know the truth will only take the lead in civil strife Wake up, dealing with monsters is already very tiring, we can no longer usher in civil strife."

"After I die like my mother, who do you plan to choose to be your puppet?" Su Ang raised his eyes and stared deeply at Su Xingchen. Even though he knew his father well, he still wanted to know, he really put those Do humans value more than their own sons?

Why would Sikong Wang's father prefer his son to be a waste than let him spend mental energy to enter a dangerous dungeon, but he has the heart to push his son to the public, even if he becomes a person controlled by mental disorders? The lunatics don't hesitate?

However, knowing a son is like a father, Su Xingchen looked at Su Ang who was eager for an answer, and said after a long silence, "Su Ang, go back and rest."

Su Ang clenched his fists tightly, and an unconcealable sourness welled up in his heart. He hummed lightly, turned around and got on the suspension vehicle calmly, "Father also pay attention to rest."

After the hover car was in the air, Su Ang leaned heavily on the back seat, his arms powerlessly blocking his eyes, showing a strong tired look.

so tired.

He was already tired of the day-to-day battles in the dungeon, tired of being a puppet idol full of lies in front of the media, and even more tired of... the silent answer in his father's eyes.

He will look for the next puppet.

But can he really find the next perfect puppet?After his own death, who else has the ability to block the mouths of Youyo, and make human beings believe that the awakened ones will definitely save them?

Unexpectedly, Qian Qi's figure suddenly floated in Su Ang's mind.

If it is her, maybe it is really possible. She first invented the hemostatic potion, then discovered the defense effect, and even developed a cure for mental disorders. It is easy for human beings to believe that they still have hope of living .

Qian Qi...

The silver-haired young man chewed the name silently, and couldn't help but recall in his mind the first time they met, the girl carelessly slashed the principal's arm to verify the efficacy of the medicine, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her lips.

She is excellent, and it will be a matter of time before her father notices her, but she is not as easy to control as his own son.

If she meets her father, who will be better?

I don't know why, but Su Ang actually thinks that Qian Qi will be better, maybe her father will be turned against him...

The more he thought about it, the stronger his desire to see Qian Qi became. Putting down his arms, Su Ang sat up straight, and said to the driver, "I won't go back to Su's house, go to Guangminggu... no, go to Guyun Mountain copy."

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When Su Ang came to Guangming Orphanage, the children were in the classroom, and Xiang Wenyun was packing the quilt in the yard. Seeing Su Ang, she was slightly taken aback, "Student Su, why are you here?"

"Dean, I'm here to find Qian Qi."

"Oh, that child is in the room." Xiang Wenyun pointed to the upstairs, "409, you can go directly to her."

Su Ang nodded, handed the gift he bought to Xiang Wenyun, and then turned and entered the teaching building.

It is said to be a teaching building, but in fact it is shared by the teaching building and the dormitory building. This is the first time Suang went to the 4th floor, only to find that this floor is the place where the children of the orphanage rest and sleep.

409... Su Ang looked at the house number and found Qian Qi's room, but found that there was no lock on the door, but it was half open.

He knocked on the door, but there was no echo from the door. He waited for a while and knocked again, but there was still no response from Qian Qi.

Are you asleep, or not?
Su Ang pushed open the door, facing him was an independent bathroom, turned a corner and saw the bedroom, a bed, a table and a stool formed a simple room, and Qian Qi was lying on the bed sprawled , sleeping like a dead pig.

The usually sharp-toothed mouth is wide open at this moment, and you can hear the sound of clear and steady breathing. The hair should have been blow-dried not long after washing, and it is so fluffy that it has a little static electricity. It is attached to the iron railing at the head of the bed. Together, it makes people laugh like an exploding vegetable head.

And the sleeveless T-shirt she often wears is lifted up halfway to reveal her white and tender belly, which is completely different from the two arms that often bask in the sun. I don't know if it's a coincidence or I know that sleeping can't cool my stomach. The pulp of Qina's index finger just happened to block the small belly button, so as to prevent the cold wind blowing in from the window from making her stomach feel cold.

Su Ang glanced at her and quickly looked away. Seeing that she was sleeping, he turned around and prepared to go outside to wait for her to wake up.

However, after taking two steps, he stopped again.

After a little hesitation, the silver-haired young man turned around and closed the blowing window, turned his head away as if avoiding suspicion, quickly covered the little blanket beside the bed around the girl's waist, and then quickly left the room.

As for Qian Qi, he was quickly awakened by the heat.

　That's right, Quanquanquan is indeed a waste of naming... Ahem, so, everyone is welcome to contribute in the comment area. Quanquanquan collects the names, attributes and skills of Warcraft and Mozhi online~
　　
　
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