[The item ladder you have has less than 5 hours left.] Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info】

How long does this umbilical cord last?

She hurriedly opened her backpack to check and found that a new attribute had appeared under the umbilical cord.

[Duration: 4 hours, 58 minutes, 23 seconds]

The countdown was constantly counting, and Jamila's heart fluttered with every beat of the timer.

"Are you sure you haven't seen the huntress?"

Jamila felt that she couldn't waste any more time here, and she posed a question to Nairapura.

"No, are you tired and dizzy, I think you should go back and rest quickly, I'll see the situation here and find someone else to help me."

Jamila really felt a little dizzy, there were so many puzzles in the world that she couldn't solve, and this situation made her dizzy.

"Alright then, I'll go back first, and if you don't have a place to stay at night, you can come to me."

"Well, I know, thank you for your help, Lady Shabu, may you wake up from a long dream."

Nelapura put her hands in a prayer position, and Jamila had seen this gesture on Megelta's body, only at that time Megelta was pressed under half of her body under the giant baby, and only one hand was used.

Although she is a half-hung nun, the blessing posture is very formal.

With this in mind, Jamila returned to her cabin.

She couldn't wait for the blood-stained umbilical cord to walk to the door.

Sure enough, the hint on the door changed.

The situation made her overjoyed.

But the content of the prompt made her almost collapse.

[The ladder you found lacks vitality, please complete it to get the way back.] 】

What does it mean to be lacking in energy?

Do you want me to find a living umbilical cord?

So where do I look for it?

Seeing such hints and the time in the inventory disappearing minute by minute, Jamila sat down on the floor dejectedly.

She can't do anything now, is this a dream? Why can't Nairapura remember Mejerta? Why is the ladder not vibrant? None of this had anything to do with her.

She stopped thinking and fell asleep on the floor.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Jamila rubbed her eyes and glanced out the window at the sky, where the sun had already set, and she glanced at the umbilical cord in her backpack, which showed that there was only 1 hour and 5 minutes left, and it looked like she had slept for a long time.

The knock on the door continued, and she stood up, walked over to it, and opened it.

Outside the door stood a number of townspeople armed with torches, numbering about twenty or thirty people.

This situation made Jamila's heart tighten, and she thought to herself, it can't be that there is something exposed, right?

However, the words spoken by the townsfolk reassured her, "Lady Shabu, we have come to thank you. ”

"Well, it's okay, that's what I'm supposed to do."

was inexplicably thanked, and Jamila could only continue to play the play.

"You worked hard to save the residents in the earthquake, we all saw it, but fortunately, the casualties were not very serious, although the house was seriously damaged, but as long as the people lived, everything could be solved."

There was not a hint of gratitude in the townspeople's eyes.

It seems that after Megelta's disappearance, all memories of her battles in this world have been transformed into damage caused by the earthquake, and Jamila is seen as a hero in saving the people from a moment of crisis.

After a pleasant exchange, Jamila tells the townsfolk to go back, and at the end of the crowd, Jamila sees Nairapura in a black nun's uniform.

This woman, who is a half-hung nun and a half-hung doctor, is still veiled on the big night, which is really incomprehensible.

She stepped forward silently after the townsfolk had left.

"Why don't you come with them?"

Jamila asked the question in her mind.

"Well, maybe those people think that being with me is contagious, after all, there are so many ringworm patients who die in my clinic that I can't even remember."

Nelapura shrugged her shoulders and said with self-deprecation.

"Nightmarea ringworm, I remember, is not contagious."

"Of course ringworm is not contagious, otherwise, do you think I can still talk to you here?"

"Then why is the number of people getting sick increasing?"

"I guess only God knows, it's getting late, didn't you say that there is no place to stay and can come to you? Can I go in now? After a busy day, I want to take a shower. ”

Jamila let Nairapura into the hut, and she had an answer to her question.

It must be some invisible monster doing something in the shadows, right?

But whether this is the answer or not, Jamila has no bottom in her heart.

The previous setbacks had made her lose her self-confidence, and perhaps her mind could not solve this puzzle.

Jamila laughed at herself and turned to close the door.

Then she saw the clothes that had been thrown to the ground, and judging by the color, they should be Nairapura's clothes.

Jamila looked at the thin nun clothes, shook her head, and picked them up.

The warm clothes were held in her hands, and there was even some fragrance on Nairapura's body, which made Jamila look a little swaying for a while.

She walked into the bathroom and saw Nairapura naked, sitting in the tub and slapping her feet.

"Lady Shabu, why is there no water? I want hot water! ”

"You don't really think of yourself as a guest."

Jamila put her clothes in the basin and turned her head, and this was the first time she saw her true face.

The long golden hair is on the chest, faintly looking at the touch of spring, the golden eyes, the delicate white skin, it looks very smooth.

This is not the skin that ordinary girls can have.

But the more she looked at it, the more wrong it became, this girl looked like a person!

Like whom?

Like herself!

Nerapura's appearance is a complete copy of Jamila Diportia!

Please forgive our Jamila, she didn't remember her previous appearance so narcissistically, so at first glance she only thought she was a very beautiful and beautiful woman, and now, she recognized that the face belonged to her, this feeling is completely indescribable.

"The Queen's projection?"

Jamila looked at Nairapura and said to herself.

She finally remembered what Megelta had said before, "The queen's projection descends here", although the past tense was added.

But after the incident of tampering with the memories just now, Jamila no longer believes these things, she feels that everyone in this world is a liar, and it seems that everyone is telling lies.

Nairapura is also such a person, saying that he grew up in the medical school of the church, but he has such a face, which is also a lie!

Kill her! Kill her!

Crazy killing intent poured into her heart, and Jamila's eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

There seemed to be a voice in her head constantly warning her to kill the liar in front of her!

Jamila silently took out the cherry blossom leaf in the backpack at this time.

She felt that it was a good choice to obey the murmur in her head, and it was better to kill Nerapura, whether it was good or bad, than to wait here!

"Lady Shabu, hurry up and help me boil water!"

Neirapura's coquettish voice came, which made Jamila's heart cold.

The moment Nerapura turned her head, she slipped the dagger into her backpack.

She hurriedly took the bucket and left the bathroom with a "I'll pour the water" and left the bathroom, leaving only a bewildered Nairapura sitting in the bathtub.

And by the river, Jamila was engaged in an extremely fierce battle between the heavens and the humans, and she had completely lost her cool in her head when she tried to kill Nerapura.

Could it be those dream elements? These things are going to make people crazy?

The crazy killing intent just now, Jamila feels like she hasn't experienced it for a long time, according to what Phyllis said before, her desire should have been decomposed, but the crazy killing intent just now...

Jamila felt cold, she didn't want to experience the state of being unable to control herself just now.

Fortunately, the situation gradually improved, and Jamila wiped the sweat from her forehead and began to boil water.

In this era, coupled with this kind of impoverished town, there are no such good geothermal resources for people to bathe, and if you want to take a bath, you can only take a cauldron and boil it little by little, and then fill it in a bucket of water.

Fortunately, Jamila's body has already undergone the strengthening of Dream Element, otherwise with so much water, it is estimated that she will burn until tomorrow.

After boiling the water, Jamila returned to the house with a bucket of hot water and said to Nerapura, who was still sitting in the basin, "Get up, the water is hot." ”

Nelapura pouted, naked and reluctantly crawled out of the tub.

After Jamila's repeated concoction, a few basins of hot water and a few basins of cold water, the water temperature was finally adjusted to the right degree by her, and Nerapula buried her body in the water with a comfortable face.

Jamila has no interest in watching others take a bath, not to mention that Nelapura is exactly the same as she was before, and she doesn't even think about it when she peeks at herself taking a bath.

But Nairapura wouldn't let her go, "Lady Shabu, hurry up and help me wash my hair, my hair is too long to be clean." ”

How clean can you wash in such a hygienic situation?

Despite all this, Jamila began her bathing work.

Nelapura sat on her knees in the tub, her upper body lying on the edge of the tub, looking like she was enjoying herself, while Jamila was behind her washing her hair and back.

"Lady Shabu, would you like to come and wash it too?"

"Refuse!"

Jamila didn't dare to look at her face now, how could she still take a shower with her?

Nerapula squinted and stared back at herself, and Jamila chuckled inwardly.

This expression is not good, maybe the expression that Jamila sees now is exactly the same as the expression seen by the other people who have been shaded by Jamila.

The reason for this expression can be imagined, that is, she is going to make a bad move!

Then Nairapura took advantage of Jamila's distraction and raised a huge splash of water with both hands.

Jamila was drenched in her bath water and lost her temper.

"You're done!"

Jamila gritted her teeth and lunged towards Nerapura, eliciting a scream from Nerapura.

Then the two fought together, and for a while, Yingge laughed and laughed.

Brings a touch of color to this sad world.