The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

It has nothing to do with me. He came here on his own. Baili Yiyuan said.

Don't you remember? You can obviously go to other small worlds, but you have to run to this place. We spent a lot of effort to find it.

Quanru: ...

Sang Jian and Baili Yiyuan looked at each other.

Quan Gu was still silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

This guy's hidden personality is that he has low self-esteem, and he probably feels that he was the one causing the trouble.

The two of them sighed, and before Quan Gu spoke, they asked in unison:

So, go home?

Quanru: ...

Not only was Sang Jian looking for him to go home, but Baili Yiyuan was also waiting for him to come home.

Everyone involved in this matter is looking forward to his return home, so what reason does he have to say no?

Yeah. Quan Gu responded softly.

In the next second, his entire broken robot body was lifted up by Sanmi.

You should have said this earlier. I want you to come back with me voluntarily, and I don't want to be violent. Now that you have volunteered, we should be ready to go back.

Quanru: ...

He was held on Sanmi's shoulders and could see nothing but the ground.

Don't worry, we'll go back after I adjust the settings of the small world.

Sang Jian carried Quan Gu to the big screen, preparing to swipe his face to enter the permission settings.

Beep - scanning.

Ding——Recognition successful, entering the time and space management book.

Ding - the information has been stored in the database.

All kinds of dings, dings, dings, giving Sang Jian a headache.

But the next second, when the picture appeared on the screen clearly, the entire base fell silent.

A half-length photo of the deceased suddenly appeared on the screen. It showed him in the glass cabin of Baili Yiyuan Research Institute. He was shirtless, with his eyes closed, with various wires plugged into his body, and holding a Q version in his hand. The doll, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the doll is Kuwami.

This photo was quickly placed next to Sangmi's photo in the information library, with the label below: Quangu-3.

The third piece of the Creation God to be recovered.

Everyone: ...

What happened? The little robot Quan Gu was still lying on Sang Jian's shoulder. Seeing that she had not moved for a long time, he asked curiously.

Bai Que, who was next to him, finally couldn't help it anymore, Are you two having fun?! Are you two doing all this together? Why do you both have such a good status? I'm the only one who can be cannon fodder, right?

She pushed Sang Jian away unconvinced, and stood in front of the camera to let the system scan her.

What if I am too...

Didi-di-unrelated personnel please leave immediately. An alarm sounded from the system.

Bai Que: ...Fucking garbage system! Garbage Management Bureau! Garbage God of Creation!

When she said the last sentence, she glared hard at Sanmi and the broken robot on her body.

I'm so jealous that my back molars are broken! I'm so angry that I'm so angry!

Sang Jian: Haha...

This was something she didn't expect at all. Quan Gu was actually one of the fragments of the God of Creation!

Oh~ Baili Yiyuan suddenly realized, Then it's no surprise that his data will appear here.

This proves that his presence here really has nothing to do with me. He wants to come back on his own. After all, this is his starting point?

In other words, the robot he created was not that successful. What succeeded was becoming one of the fragments of the robot's creator.

No wonder, no wonder that many times he would feel that Quan Gu's integration into human beings was too natural, so natural that he always felt that it was his own design that was too awesome.

It seems that is not the case now.

Baili Yiyuan now feels an indescribable feeling in his heart.