global pollution

Secretary Cui stared noncommittally at the teacup in his hand, without saying a word, quietly exited the room and closed the door at the same time.

When he walked downstairs, he relaxed a little and sighed.

"My lord is dealing with these strange fellows again."

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"You'll scare people like this."

Xia Ren said something helplessly.

Qin Yun sat on the sofa, crossed her legs together, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't gotten used to it yet? Don't be angry."

Xia Ren didn't mean to blame her at first, but just said it casually. Hearing this, he shook his head: "I'm not blaming you for anything."

He still has a headache about the relationship between the two.

As a big man, especially a solo mother, it is impossible to say that he has no idea about a mature woman who is at his fingertips. In this respect, it doesn't matter whether the other party is infected or not, anyway, it is just as warm.

But Xia Ren also has his own stubborn side. He is not an animal that thinks from the lower body. Before he thinks about the benefits of being together, the first thing that comes to his mind is the word "responsibility".

So, he has now maintained a clear position that I am the administrator and she is my caretaker.

To put it simply:

Subordinates are not allowed to poke the boss's mouth!

"Who was that person just now?"

Xia Ren returned to the study with the 'Sima Steel Egg' ID card in his hand, and Qin Yun also brought tea and followed him in.

"It's an errand runner. By the way, can you only conjure this outfit? I mean, can you change it to something else?"

Qin Yun has been wearing that pajamas all the time. Not to mention the short hem, it will give away the scenery if she is not careful. Although it is more eye-catching, but seeing a pair of big white legs dangling in front of her eyes every day, after a long time, Xia Ren is afraid of herself. Malnutrition.

Qin Yun pulled her chest in some embarrassment: "I was wearing this when I died, and it seems that I can't change it for the time being."

"Then, let's do it."

Qin Yun's situation is quite special. Her current strength is almost between the first and second categories. No one knows what will happen in the future.

Noticing that her eyes seemed to be always glancing at the bookshelf behind her, Xia Ren looked back and found that she seemed to be looking at a tragedy puppet.

"What's wrong with it?"

Xia Ren asked.

Qin Yun hesitated, and said: "I feel that it is a bit scary, and it seems to be repelling me."

It's scary but understandable. What's the matter with rejection?

Xia Ren took down the tragedy doll and studied it up and down.

There is no label on it, and it is impossible to tell where it was produced. The material of the eyes is unknown, and it feels warm to the touch. The whole body is connected as one, and no part can be removed.

I can't even take off my clothes.

Xia Ren tried to use a tentacles roll and a crowbar to poke him, but none of them were contained, and the other party refused to communicate with him, never showed any emotion, and the system did not give a method of containment, which made him helpless, so he could only be placed in the aside.

Xia Ren told Qin Yun the characteristics of the tragedy puppet and the knowledge of the contained objects that she had obtained, and at the same time told her not to touch the puppet, lest she accidentally get hurt.

"So miraculous?"

Qin Yun was surprised by the ability of the tragedy puppet: "Can such a small thing bring tragedy?"

Xia Ren reminded: "There are still many miraculous things. You won't be surprised if you see more in the future, but don't think deeply. It's okay if you can't think of it. If you think of something, you will be surprised." Twisted into monsters."

Qin Yun covered her mouth, kept silent, and didn't ask any more questions.

Xia Ren thinks of the suspected Gao Le figure he met that night. It is still unclear whether he ever got the tragedy doll, and whether he killed his cheating girlfriend.

But after that day, Xia Ren never saw Gu Li again.

In the evening, they still eat their own meals, and it is estimated that they will rarely be able to eat takeaways in the future.

The number of people polluting the environment continued to rise, and Xia Ren's achievement points also increased from [-] to [-]. He released the two chapters that he just edited today, and flipped through the book review area, and got a lot of praise.

"It seems that it won't be long before I have achievement points to exchange for the second-level anti-pollution fluid."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a line of big characters floating on the software:

Zhu Youqian rewarded "Environmental Pollution" with 100 million points, becoming the silver star of this book!

This is not over yet, followed by a series of prompts:

Zhu Youqian rewarded "Environmental Pollution" with 100 million points, becoming the silver star of this book!

Zhu Youqian rewarded "Environmental Pollution" with 100 million points...

A full ten.

Even though he knew this day would come, Xia Ren was still a little dazed.

Golden Dameng, there it is!

The comment area exploded, and the book friend group also exploded soon.

Xia Ren opened the Penguin software, and a message popped up saying that Ryoko was responsible for editing.

"Damn it, you're fucking selling your ass!"

As soon as I saw the content, this message was withdrawn, and soon Liangzi sent another one:

"I've said it a long time ago, White Cat, you have the talent to become a god, which shows that I still have a good vision. I will work hard. If I have enough words, I will send you to Sanjiang, and I will send you an app splash screen push in two days."

Xia Ren typed a series of ellipsis and said, "I saw it just now."

Editor Ryoko is typing...

After a while, the other party replied:

"If you're interested, add [-] yuan to WeChat and meet up as a friend."

In Xia Ren's mind, the image of Ryoko's eight-foot height, eight-foot waist, and black silk short skirt with big waves appeared in Xia Ren's mind.

As readers continue to open treasure chests to read books, the achievement points are soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the road to becoming a god is already clearly visible.