Chapter 401 Dual Personality Artist ([-])

The system continued.

"That's what I said, but his two awakenings were minor accidents. They were not completely awakened, but only occasionally attached to your mission object. The so-called complete awakening means that Jing Che directly replaced the task of the new plane. Object, in this way, a plane is not just you, an outsider, but also him, and the mission will completely lose its meaning."

Fu Xin seemed to understand but half understood, and was about to ask further questions.

But the system directly blocked all her next words: "You just need to know that you have eight health points now, and you and Jing Che can be saved by two more points. Asking a few more questions will waste time, maybe There is no chance of resurrection."

Fu Xin was speechless. She felt that she had been deceived by the garbage system. From the beginning, it was enough to collect ten life points, but now she had to bear the risk of not being able to be resurrected at any time, and Jing Che who would not wake up for no reason.
Even a lot of her health was taken away by the system. Although what it said was well-founded, when Fu Xin thought about it now, she felt that everything was confusing.

The system clicked its tongue: "Host, why do you think so much? You will become bald."

Fu Xin: "It's okay, I have a lot of hair."

system:"."

"Okay, I won't tell you any more, now I will send you to a new plane, but I still have to remind you that Jing Che is waking up, and the object of this mission has a dual personality."

Fu Xin was stunned: "The other half is Jing Che?!"

"Well, you could say that, but—"

A turning point in the system made Fu Xin's heart skip a beat for no reason.

"However, he doesn't have any memory about you. All he has in this plane is another personality. You may not understand it, so just go."

A white light flashed in front of his eyes.

Fu Xin completely disappeared in the endless space.

[Mission: Reach a contract of loyalty with the dual personality artist]
"He's sick."

The first thing Fu Xin saw was a middle-aged man in a suit.

His facial features are quite handsome, and there is a posture of a superior in his gestures. Fu Xin judged that he should belong to an outstanding man in this age group, a successful person.

Fu Xin took a look at his surroundings, and at the same time kept sorting out the information in his brain.

This is a clean and tidy office, there are vases on the table, the windows are wide open, and the fresh air makes people feel very comfortable.

However, the man in front of her repeated his words over and over again, which made her not feel very comfortable.

"Fan Yi is sick."

The speaker is Zhou Chuan.

And the Fan Yi he was talking about was his son.

Step-son, to be precise.

His tone was decisive and decisive, leaving no room for Fu Xin.

In memory, this is a task that Fu Xin needs to deal with recently, which is to enlighten his so-called sick stepson.

She is an assistant in this psychological counseling room. She is usually responsible for doing chores for the psychological counselors, and occasionally learns a little related professional knowledge.

Recently, because the psychological counselor was too busy, she gave this job to Fu Xin with the mentality of trying it out, and let her get in touch with clients.

But Zhou Chuan was obviously dissatisfied with her. What can a young assistant do? The consultation room sent such an inexperienced little girl at his high price!
Fu Xin naturally felt his disdain.

She put on a casual look, but her tone was serious, so that the customer would not feel neglected.

"Mr. Zhou, you have repeatedly said that Fan Yi is ill, but what exactly does this illness mean?"

(End of this chapter)

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