It, or rather her, is not a black and white bear.

She's just a program, or rather a consciousness, a consciousness that belongs to that chair. She didn't know what the purpose of her existence was, only that she had been with it since it was born, and that she had been with it ever since. She doesn't have a name with it, but she knows everything about the other party better than anyone else, including the other person.

How many years have passed? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? Or tens of millions of years?

She couldn't remember it clearly, but she remembered that it had been a long, long time, so long that she had forgotten how long. She's not a computer, she doesn't have that mechanical, rigid way of remembering things, and if anything, her way of thinking is closer to that of a human. No, it should be said that it has "evolved" into a human, because after a long time with the king of darkness, who already has his own thoughts, he has evolved this kind of thing that is not necessary in the first place.

Oh, yes...... Needlessly, it would be nice if she didn't have this kind of feeling, so that she wouldn't be heartbroken every time she watched it in pain. If there is no such feeling, probably no one will fall in love with anyone, and no one will have flaws.

The king is supposed to be an immortal existence.

She tried to force herself to calm down and try not to think about these things. Because that's not what she's supposed to think about. All she had to do was do it. Taking a deep breath of non-existent breath, she rose from the pitch black ground and walked to the center of the room.

This is not a place where students, or even Xie Xie, can reach. The former is just because they can't come, while the latter can't come. If this is a game, then this is the bedroom of the final boss, how can students who have not even passed the first level enter. As for that damn special body...... Open the door forgive him for not daring to come in. After all, the "resentment" here is not comparable to those garbage steel plates outside.

All around, old televisions hung on the walls, showing everything the camera could capture. Every TV emitted a cloudy gas, and the pitch-black liquid ran down the edges of the TV, right into the cavity below.

"So, what about seeing what the cute students are doing?" She said in a childish voice peculiar to black and white bears, stretching. However, after looking around for a week, I realized that everyone was not on it. Only Xie Xie was still sitting motionless in that classroom, as if he were dead—if only it were true.

She suddenly remembered what Xie Xie had said, and panicked for no reason. There aren't many places on the first and second floors that don't have cameras, and if everyone disappears at the same time, there's only one place that can accommodate them. She had to go over and take a look, or it would be pretty bad.

Just as she was about to leave, the students appeared in one of the shots, all there, rushing out of the bathhouse with deep thoughts on their faces.

This picture made her heart sink and stopped her steps about to set off. There was no point anymore, and they ended the conversation just when they came back. And now, even if I go out and ask them, I probably won't be able to ask anything.

At this time, she remembered why Xie Xie wanted to talk to her. She is not a machine, and her consciousness cannot monitor other places at the same time when it is attached to this puppet, i.e. she cannot divide her consciousness into two parts, go to two different places and do two completely different things. Even if you come back later, it doesn't make any sense to be able to review the footage. Because the damn place in the bathhouse doesn't have a camera installed at all!

There is no doubt that she was tricked, very thoroughly. It's a complete trap! Xie Xie restrained himself, and the students took the opportunity to do something they didn't know - this is probably not a good thing.

Calm down, calm down......

He's already lost a thousand and eighty-seven times, and there's no reason why he's going to win this time. And I still have a lot of good hands in my hand that I haven't played, so there's no reason to lose. He just had a bad hand in his hand. If you change it to the landlord, he not only has Wang Fang but also three twos in his hands, and his biggest is only a K, how can he win himself.

She said this to herself, calming her already restless heart a little.

She suddenly felt that she couldn't let this situation go on any longer, maybe this conversation was a failure, and she had leaked too much of what she had leaked. Now she had no idea what the hell that damn special knew and didn't know. It's definitely the worst thing that can happen.

Damn it...... If it weren't for "that incident", it wouldn't matter if he won once. Why is it now, only now, only now, only now she doesn't want to lose, it's better to say that she must not lose.

Shaking his head, he saw the door with the black and white bear's head painted on it. It's tightly closed, you can't peep inside, and you can't get inside to the outside. Originally, the machine behind the door was actually built to manipulate this body, but now it doesn't make any sense...... No, there are.

This room had already been used by her to imprison the man.

That person is too dangerous to let that person out. She recalled the fear she felt when she first saw the man. She had a gut feeling that if she had been with that person, she would one day fall into despair. It wasn't allowed, so she chose to lock the man up completely.

Anyway, you don't need that person, and even if you lock it up, there won't be any problems. After all, as long as that person is still around, he can disguise himself to deceive the girl called Warblade. No, even if that person is not there anymore. And she would never let that person out.

Well, that's it. Go ahead.

She sighed tiredly, looked at the "Enoshima shield" in the picture, and was silent.

It has to go well, even if you keep losing after that, it doesn't matter, as long as this time, let me win this time.

She prayed to the non-existent god and sank into the ground.

It wasn't a long process, maybe she just got used to it, so the feeling of being swallowed up by the darkness and entering an extremely narrow space didn't shake her in the slightest. Rather, she was already a kind of pitch black, and darkness was the best environment for her, like a fish in suffocating water.

When she saw the light again, there was a sound of the door closing. Surrounded by a familiar scene, almost every student's room looks like this, without exception, plain and tidy. This is especially true for a soldier, there is no superfluous decoration in the room.

The person who had just closed the door saw something unexpected and first subconsciously sank his weight, and only relaxed after seeing that it was her, nodded with a stiff face, and said, "I'm here, I just have something to say." ”

The super high-level graphic model Enoshima Shield - or a super college-level soldier, the skeleton of the blade - has no usual playful expression on his face, but has a serious expression as if he is facing a great enemy, and his face with a few freckles is tense, as if he doesn't want the foundation to crack.

If it was usual, maybe she would still want to pretend to speak in that person's tone, but today, she was no longer in the mood, and said sullenly: "Say, I saw that you completely disappeared from the camera range for a while." What happened? ”

There was a slight waver on the face of the Blade Skeleton, but he quickly calmed down and said, "It's the Misty Cutter." ”

An expected, yet unexpected, name appeared. It didn't seem strange that Hibiki Kiriki was doing anything, but strangely, she shouldn't do it. She should have done what she should, and only left her with the necessary memories. Whether it was the last questioning or this action, it was greatly unexpected by her. These will never come so soon.

Thinking about it, that calm and disgusting face came to mind again.

Is it a good thing to do specially? Damn it......

Warblade Skeleton glanced at the black and white bear a little strangely, but still didn't express it, just continued faithfully: "She told us to try to look around the academy to see if there was anything suspicious, and at the same time said that we should never think about how to escape. On this point, Miao Mujun also put forward a favorable opinion. The two of them seemed to know something. ”

As he said this, Blade Skeleton's tone froze slightly. It's just that neither of them noticed this stagnation, or they didn't care about it at all.

That's not a second...... What the hell did that damn special say?

She gritted her teeth, but in the end she didn't show anything in front of the blade skeleton, and said as usual, "Okay, okay, I know, it's really useless." Keep watching, I'll tell you if necessary. ”

Blade Skeleton nodded silently, without any complaints or dissatisfaction. She's used to it. Although she doesn't think she's shaking m or anything, she's definitely an out-and-out sister control. It's a little thing that doesn't make her have mood swings. It's better to say that this is probably proof that there is still an emotional connection between them.

After thinking deeply, she was about to leave, and suddenly remembered something and stopped. When he turned around, he saw the girl standing up straight, without any expression on her face. She couldn't help but smile and said, "I suddenly thought of a good thing and needed your help. ”

She didn't ask "is it okay" or anything like that, because she knew it wasn't necessary. If it was that person, the girl would never refuse, and there would be no need to ask, and she couldn't ask. She has always been careful to imitate others, and she knows this well.

The head of the blade was slightly bowed, and there was no sound.

She nodded in satisfaction.

Yes, just a little bit of a problem. As long as you follow the original pace, it will definitely go well, right? She thought so. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net