Chapter 9: The Demotion of the Emperor (5)

"Meng Shujun!"

Hades's voice came from afar, anxious and angry, Meng Shujun raised his head in a daze, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Qiansan, you are here." ”

This sound is like back then.

How many years have you not heard him call yourself like that?

It's been more than 500 years.

He called himself, he has always been called Hades in a proper manner, and sometimes he deliberately joked that he was dead skin, but he didn't call his own name - Qiansan.

Qian Sanyi raised his scarred left arm, his eyebrows furrowed, as abrupt as a small mountain, carefully healing him, and his tone was reprimanding: "Why are you harming yourself again!" You really almost died last time, don't you remember! ”

This sounds like a reproach, but the care in the meantime can also be seen by any fool.

Meng Shujun smiled weakly, "When did I self-harm to the point of dying?" I don't know about this? ”

If he was stupid enough to kill himself, then he should have more or less some memory of this incident, but as a party, he has no memory at all.

Qiansan was speechless for a moment, and looked at him with an unclear meaning in his eyes.

"That's it."

"I can't die."

Meng Shujun laughed conceitedly and gently pushed him away, "Naturally, I can't die, I didn't die in the big battle five hundred years ago, how could I die because I was slashed twice!" ”

Qiansan's hand hidden under the sleeve robe suddenly tightened, his eyes dimmed, half loud, and said faintly: "What is it for this time?" ”

"Noisy."

"Noisy?"

There was silence all around, only the two of them, that is, the desolate ones didn't even have individual ghosts, so why quarrel? But he looked tired, as if he was enduring some great pain, and people couldn't help but want to believe him.

Qiansan was a little at a loss, "Where is the noise?" ”

Meng Shujun pointed to his head with his uninjured right hand, with an indifferent expression: "It's noisy here." ”

Brain w?

Qiansan's expression became a little solemn, patted him on the shoulder seriously, and replied to him: "If you are sick, you must treat it, and the medicine cannot be stopped." ”

"Get out!"

Meng Shujun frowned, waved his hand away violently, and said angrily: "I seem to have an extra system in my head, I keep pressing, forcing it all the time, damn it, it's annoying." ”

Looking at his sad and angry appearance, and his tone of voice, it didn't look like something good had happened.

Qiansan's expression became more solemn.

Isn't this crazy? The level of this gibberish is almost catching up with the patients in the mental hospital! Mentally ill people always like to say that they are presidents and gods, or that they can see many strange things and hear some strange sounds. But Meng Shujun said that he had an extra system in his head, which was even more mentally ill than a mentally ill person!

Qiansan sighed guiltily, patted him on the shoulder again, and shook his head regretfully, "It's not right, I shouldn't have deducted your salary and demoted you, I knew that you were too lazy to even eat and tired and sent you over to work, and now I'm driving you crazy, and I'm very responsible." Don't worry, your medical expenses will be responsible, by the way, the insurance company should reimburse you, right? ”

“...... Can you die? ”

Meng Shujun held his forehead speechlessly and said, "I'm serious, I'm not joking with you." ”

"When?"

"It's just the beginning of the trouble."

Qiansan said solemnly: "What did that voice say?" ”

Meng Shujun was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at his inquiring eyes, and said vaguely: "I didn't say anything...... It's a serious violation of the host's workplace ethics, please perform the corresponding task immediately......"

"Nothing else? And to hear this, you didn't carry out the task that Gu assigned to you......"

Meng Shujun's eyes lit up, and he said happily as if he remembered something important: "Ah! I remember! When I was just back in hell, I was molested by a garbage AI! That AI VV! It seems to have tied a hell of a workplace manual to Lao Tzu! ”

I remember that at that time, because I had no memory, I was squeezed forward by ten thousand ghosts when I crossed the bridge, forming a wonderful "floating feeling", and shouted the name of the artificial intelligence in a panic, and then the stupid thing replied, "The host has received the binding, and the hell workplace manual is loading-"

Later, Chisan appeared and pulled him out of the group of ghosts. As for what happened later, everyone knows about it anyway, don't mention the black history again, after all, you still have to eat in hell, offend and scold the Hades, the less people know, the better.

Hades's original smile of "caring for mentally handicapped children" suddenly stiffened, and he questioned in disbelief: "Wait, what did you just say that the system binds to you by what it is called!" ”