Qian Qi was busy making potions, on the other side.

Coming out of the A-class dungeon, the silver-haired young man leaned tiredly beside the hovercar, distraught by the sharp pain in his head caused by the excessive exertion of mental power, while the reporters who had been waiting for a long time had already swarmed in, pointing countless spotlights and cameras at him, and the interview began in a surging voice.

"Commander Su, you've broken the record for the time you spent attacking A-level dungeons, are you planning to start marching into S-class dungeons?"

"Many S-Class commanders disappeared around the age of 35, did they all die in S-Class dungeons?"

"I heard that the crack fluctuations of some S-class dungeons are abnormal now, will the S-class Warcraft attack the city again?"

"Commander, do you know anything inside?"

Su Ang's fingertips moved, he raised his eyes and removed the tiredness on his face as if he had long been used to it, and said in a calm and indifferent tone, "You don't need to worry too much, there are awakened people to protect this world, the copy will be cleared sooner or later, and the human race will not be attacked by demonic beasts again." ”

"How long does Commander Su think it will take to restore the peace that existed before the turbulent times?"

"As far as we know, most of the Awakened are still attacking E-level and D-class dungeons, do we humans really have a future?"

Has the world abandoned us? Will we be wiped out like ancient dinosaurs were killed by meteorites? ”

"Do you really think that the Awakened can save humanity?"

Hearing the last question, Su Ang's eyes flashed slightly, he opened his lips, and finally said, "Yes, please believe in the Awakened." ”

Believe in the Awoken? No, not even he himself.

How long is he going to lie?

He...... How long will you be a puppet like this?

After sending off the reporters, the tiredness that had just been hidden came over in an instant, and Su Ang leaned on the hovercar, and saw that his father Su Xingchen had also finished the interview and walked towards him.

Meeting Su Xingchen's gaze, Su Ang pursed his lips and said softly, "Father, I'...... Tired. ”

"Let's go back and rest for a few days." Su Xingchen took off his black leather gloves and looked at his son with a faint expression, "After that, we will go to the deep ......."

"Father." Su Ang interrupted him, "You know what I'm trying to say, I don't want to go to the strategy copy anymore, and I don't want to tell those lies anymore!" ”

Sooner or later, humanity will perish, and it's useless for them to do this now!

"Su Ang, shut up!" Hearing this, Su Xingchen's face instantly turned cold, and he reprimanded, "Anyone can say this, but you can't!" ”

He turned his head to look around to make sure that no one was paying attention to this place, and then he whispered a warning on Su Ang's shoulder, "You are the best person to cover up the truth, you know, incompetent humans know the truth, and will only be the first to start civil strife, dealing with Warcraft is already very tired, we can't usher in civil strife anymore." ”

"When I die like my mother, who are you going to choose as your puppet?" Su Ang raised his eyes and stared deeply at Su Xingchen, even though he knew his father well, he still wondered, did he really value those humans more than his own sons?

Why would Sikong Wang's father rather his son be a waste than let him expend his mental energy to enter a dangerous copy, but he couldn't bear to push his son in front of the public, even if he made him a madman controlled by mental disorders?

However, knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Su Xingchen looked at Su Ang, who was eager for answers, and said after a long silence, "Su Ang, go back and rest." ”

Su Ang clenched his fists, a sour feeling that could not be concealed welled up in his heart, he hummed softly, and quietly turned around and got into the hovercar, "Father also pay attention to rest." ”

After the hovercar was in the air, Su Ang leaned heavily on the back seat, his arms weakly blocking his eyes, revealing a heavy tired color.

Tired.

He was tired of the day-to-day battles in the dungeon, tired of being a puppet idol full of lies in front of the media, and even more tired of ...... The father replied silently in his eyes.

He will look for the next puppet.

But will he really be able to find the next perfect puppet? After their own death, who else has the power to stop the people and convince humanity that the Awakened will surely save them?

Unexpectedly, Qian Qi's figure suddenly floated in Su Ang's mind.

If it were her, maybe it really could, she first invented a hemostatic potion, then discovered the defensive fruit, and even developed a healing potion for mental disorders, so it is easy for humans to believe that they still have hope of living.

Qian Qi......

The silver-haired young man chewed the name silently on his lips, and he couldn't help but remember that when they first met, the girl slashed the principal's arm with a big grin to verify the effect of the medicine, and couldn't help but smile on her lips.

She was very good, and it was only a matter of time before her father noticed her, but she was not as easy to control as her own son.

If she ran into her father, who would be better?

I don't know why, Su Ang actually thinks that Qian Qi will be better, and maybe, his father will be countered by her......

The more he thought about it, the stronger the desire in his heart to see Qian Qi became, and he put down his arm, Su Ang got up and sat up straight, and said to the driver, "Don't go back to Su's house, go to Guangming Lonely...... No, go to the Guyun Mountain dungeon. ”

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When Su Ang came to the Guangming Orphanage, the children were in the classroom, Xiang Wenyun was cleaning up the quilt in the courtyard, and when she saw Su Ang, she was stunned for a moment, "Su Classmate, why are you here?" ”

"Dean, I'm here to find Qian Qi."

"Oh, the kid is in the room." Xiang Wen Yun pointed upstairs, "409, you just go to her directly." ”

Su Ang nodded, handed the gift he bought in his hand to Xiang Wenyun, and turned around and entered the teaching building.

It is said that it is a teaching building, but in fact, the teaching building is shared with the dormitory building, this is the first time Su Ang went up to the 4th floor, only to find that this floor is where the children in the orphanage rest and sleep.

409…… Su Ang looked at the house number and found Qian Qi's room, and found that there was no door lock, but it was ajar.

He knocked on the door, but there was no echo in the door, and after waiting for a while, he knocked again, but there was still no response from Qian Qi.

Are you asleep, or are you not there?

Su Ang pushed open the door, and there was an independent bathroom facing him, and when he turned a corner, he saw the bedroom, a bed, a table, and a stool formed a simple room, and Qian Qizheng was lying on the bed on all fours, sleeping like a dead pig.

The small mouth with sharp teeth on weekdays is wide open at the moment, and the sound of clear and steady breathing can be heard, and the hair should have been blown dry shortly after washing, fluffy with a little static electricity, and the iron railing at the head of the bed is sticking together, like an exploding vegetable head, which makes people laugh.

And the sleeveless T-shirt she often wears, at this time, was lifted up half of her white and tender little belly, and the two arms that often bask in the sun are completely two colors, I don't know if it's a coincidence or I know that I can't cool my stomach when I sleep, the tip of Qian Qi's index finger happens to be blocked on the small navel, so as to avoid the cool breeze blowing in the window to make my stomach cool.

Su Ang glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze, and seeing that she was sleeping, he turned around and prepared to go outside to wait for her to wake up.

However, after only two steps, he stopped again.

After a slight hesitation, the silver-haired young man turned around and closed the window of the wind, twisted his head as if he was suspicious, and quickly put the small blanket next to the bed over the girl's waist, and then left the room quickly.

And Qian Qi was quickly woken up by the heat.

That's right, the circle is indeed a waste...... Ahem, so, everyone is welcome to contribute in the comment area, and the circle online solicits the names, attributes and skills of Warcraft and Demon Plants~

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