【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

Does the ninth seat of the dignified executive still need some guidance?

The girl had "disbelief" written all over her face.

Until the "rich man" took out a file bag and put it on the coffee table, sat on the sofa next to her and crossed his legs.

"..."

The girl looked troubled:

"This already involves privacy, right?"

"Don't be mentally burdened, miss, they are just some unscrupulous and corrupt officials from Zhidong."

The girl put down the file:

"You want to bring them down?"

"I remember that the 'rich man', as a businessman, does not have the power to interfere in politics."

The girl is not willing to wade into the muddy waters of Zhidong’s management. At the same time, the girl is essentially a person with strict rules——

Helping a businessman invade politics? She couldn't do it.

The "rich man" obviously saw the girl's doubts, and smiled and offered the girl a cup of tea:

"The political world is complicated, and I have no interest in getting involved with that group of people for the time being."

"But among them, some have paid a little less tax, and some still owe me a little debt."

The girl glanced at the "rich man".

If it is to collect debt, then there is nothing wrong with this.

It's just that what the "rich" want to know are things that can bring disrepute to that group of people.

However, the "rich" don't seem to be such stingy people.

"Your Excellency, 'Rich Man', may I ask, how much is the 'one point' you are talking about?"

"These are not a particularly large number of people. The maximum amount is nine."

The girl is a little confused:

"Nine what, a hundred million?"

The "rich man" shook his head:

"Nine zeros."

"..."

Ten digits?

Such an unfamiliar amount.

"Maybe Miss thinks I'm a bit mean, but you have to know that the amount of money these people have pocketed can help many Zhidong people live better."

The "rich man" picked up the teacup and handed it to the girl:

"Sorry, I said some unnecessary words, but I don't want to leave a stingy image in the young lady's mind."

The girl met the eyes of the "rich man".

The "rich man" is obviously much more mature than her.

She wasn't sure whether what the "rich man" just said was to make her let down her guard, or if he really meant it.

Maybe both.

But she was really moved by his words.

So the girl took the teacup:

"I promise you, Your Excellency the 'rich man'."

Although the girl is considered "omniscient", her brain is more like a large data repository, and the data search system is not advanced, so it is not easy to retrieve information.

Fortunately, the "rich man" was patient enough and prepared various matters for the audience with the Queen as promised.

only……

"Sheng, stop looking."

"Sheng, stay with me."

"Sheng, give me a hug."

"born......"

The "rich man" gave "die" a certain amount of freedom, which was a deposit paid to the girl.

Those bed curtains are essentially a material that repels the body of "death". They are soft cages built by the "rich" for "death".

On the day the girl agreed, the "rich man" took down the bed curtains - although "death" could not leave the Goethe Hotel without the permission of the "rich man", "death" didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, and He clings to the girl minute by minute.

It seems that "death" does not have a clear concept of time, and its judgment of time is very subjective.

As soon as the girl starts doing something, it thinks time passes very quickly - maybe the girl only thinks for ten minutes, but in its eyes most of the day passes.

As soon as the girl started to accompany it, it thought that time passed very slowly - the girl had been intimate with it for an hour. If you let go of it again, it would think that time had passed in the blink of an eye.

But the girl doesn't mind "Death" being so clingy. After all, for her, accompanying "Death" does not conflict with her retrieval of information.

"Sheng, has the day passed by? Sheng hasn't touched me yet."

The girl who had only been writing notes for five minutes raised her head and looked at the sun that had just risen over the treetops outside. Then she smiled and touched "Death"'s head, picked up the cakes sent by the "rich" and fed "Death" " in his mouth.

According to the "rich man", this body does not require additional energy intake. In other words, before the arrival of the girl, "eating" was an extremely unfamiliar exercise to it.

The girl was not even sure if "Death" had a sense of taste, but every time "Death" was fed by the girl, she seemed extremely happy.

The girl likes to see Death smile after eating something she feeds. This will remind her of the first time she ate something - it was an apple given to her by Wendy.

When the apple juice flowed into her esophagus, she was a little overwhelmed.

This feeling is so unfamiliar, but this feeling of actually replenishing energy seems to be more satisfying than elemental power.

It was a feeling of fullness from the inside out, like a balloon blown up by food.

"It's time to chew—chew—"

In the memory, the boy smiled and made exaggerated mouth movements, as if he was teaching a baby to speak.

That was her ignorant first time eating.

Pleasurable, fulfilling, happy.

She wanted to experience the beauty she had experienced and experience "death" all over again.

But whenever "Death" eats something, she will leave for a while. This is a rare moment when she is not clinging to the girl.

After a few days, the girl discovered this pattern.

On this day, after "Death" finished eating a portion of fried pork with carrots and honey sauce with her, he stuck his face in front of the girl as usual, asked her to wipe her mouth clean, and then ran away.

The girl followed softly behind.

In the room, "Death" knelt on the bed, lifted up his clothes and bit them in his mouth, revealing his smooth and white belly.

Without much hesitation, she stretched her hand to her lower abdomen. A small knife appeared in her palm, and she cut open her lower abdomen with just one force.

There was no blood flowing out of the wound. "Death" put the knife aside, took out the chewed food little by little, threw it into the trash can on the side, then covered his belly and took out a box from the drawer with familiarity. , dig out the contents and paste them on the open wound.

The material seemed to be alive, filling the gaps immediately, and the "dead" lower abdomen became smooth and flat again.

The girl who saw everything through the crack in the door was already frozen at the door.

"Death" patted his belly with satisfaction, then jumped open the door. When he saw the girl at the door, he hugged her in surprise:

"Sheng, come pick me up."

"born?"

"..."

"Death" doesn't have many expressions. It can be said to be expressionless most of the time. Her limbs seem to be the only way for it to express emotions.

At this time, its limbs were expressing joy, confusion, and fear.

"Isn't it true? I saw it when I was born. I was so scared that I was born."

"......Come in."

The girl held "Death"'s wrist with her backhand, entered "Death"'s room, and closed the door tightly with her other hand.

"Do you do that every time?"

"How to do it?"

The "dead" pair of unfocused eyes were a little confused, and then they came to their senses:

"Yes, are you angry because I threw away what was given to me?"

"I'm sorry, I, I can pick it up."

Okay, no reaction at all.

The girl was silent, ignoring "Death"'s fussing, and pushed "Death" onto the bed with one force.

Lifting up the corner of its clothes, revealing the delicate skin underneath that was no different from hers.

"Death" only felt the world spinning, and when it reacted, it could only see the pure white ceiling.

It wanted to look at the girl and apologize to her again, but there seemed to be warm moisture on its lower abdomen.

what is this?

"Death" frowned in confusion. Before it could finish its doubts, it heard the girl's choking voice:

"...does it hurt?"