Chapter 640: Chapter 366: Prototype Zero, Black Cocoon’s Reconnaissance Time

Ji Minghuan remained silent.

"Fortunately, I later met you all," Shang Xiaoqi said. "Meeting you guys is great, I suddenly have the motivation to live on... I want to see the world outside with you, maybe if we hold on a bit longer, things will get better."

After a long pause, Ji Minghuan opened his mouth, "Can elementary school students stop mentioning words like ’live on’ all the time? What do you know? The world outside is so big, you haven’t seen any of it."

"You... aren’t you also an elementary school student?"

"I am a sage elementary school student, not on the same level as a low-level blackened elementary student like you."

"Clearly, you said before that you’re a blackened elementary student." Shang Xiaoqi sobbed, with some grievance and frustration in her voice.

"I’ve evolved, people can’t be blackened elementary students all their lives, right?" Ji Minghuan said irritably.

Hearing the sobbing, Filio also came over, "Don’t cry, Xiaoqi, look at my Ear Moving Divine Skill." With that, his wolf ears perked up and drooped down again.

"Restricted Level, how do you always end up making people cry when talking? Do you have some hidden attribute?" Mario came over with a gaming device, asking curiously.

Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes at them, not even bothering to explain anything.

"It’s not the traitor’s fault," Shang Xiaoqi said.

"Did you hear that?" Ji Minghuan asked.

Just after he spoke, Shang Xiaoqi suddenly changed her tone, mumbling, "Forget it, it’s the traitor’s fault..." At that point, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Restricted Level, you’re something else," Mario said.

"Ji Minghuan, big bad guy," Filio said.

Sun Changkong flew over on the Somersault Cloud, baring his fangs with a surprised look and pointing at Ji Minghuan, "How did you make little sister Xiaoqi cry again?"

Kong Youling also puffed up her cheeks slightly, clearly able to speak but choosing not to scold him, instead instinctively writing on a notebook, the scratch of pencil on paper could be heard.

Ji Minghuan sighed lowly, simply choosing not to speak, as he just quietly swayed on the swing, staring blankly at the soft sofa on the ground, his eyes empty.

Thinking that in a few days these kids would turn into the final Bosses he had to defeat, each more ferocious than the last, any small skill they toss out could wipe out the people he brings like bugs.

Perhaps with a "pop," Ayase Origami and Gu Qiye might turn into a bloody mist and die on the glacier, perhaps many others would die, many people he knows, people he tricked into coming here, people unaware of anything...

Yet now, he has to desperately take care of this group of children’s feelings, treating them as friends.

Sometimes, he doesn’t even know what he’s pretending for, always acting, acting, using his body to act, using others’ bodies to act, thinking about this, Ji Minghuan feels somewhat exhausted.

He wishes he could quickly crawl out of here, never to see their faces again.

"You all just go to hell..." his lips suddenly moved, and he said.

"What did you just say?" Mario was taken aback, "We all go to hell?"

Ji Minghuan was slightly stunned, slowly lifted his eyes, looked at Mario and Filio who were staring at him in surprise, then turned his head to look at the stupefied Sun Changkong and Kong Youling.

At that moment, the lights in Paradise suddenly went out, enveloping everything in pitch-black darkness, and the Mentor’s voice came through the monitor, "Time to rest, kids."

After a long silence, Ji Minghuan spoke, "Nothing... maybe I’ve been sleeping too little these days, I’m so tired I started talking nonsense."

He yawned, got up from the swing, "Goodnight, everyone... see you in a few days." He said, stepping out of the children’s Paradise first, following the experimenter into the elevator.

With a "ding," the elevator doors gradually closed upwards.

Ji Minghuan glanced at the experimenter operating on the elevator panel, then looked up from under his bangs, silently gazing at the disappearing figures in the door gap.

The elevator descended with a hum, the boy in patient clothes let out a long sigh, leaned his back against the elevator wall, and slowly closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

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Meanwhile, on the morning of August 19, Li Jing time, inside the underground bar "Gray Crow."

"Knock, knock knock..."

A knocking sound came, Xia Pingzhou immediately opened his eyes, greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling. He remained silent for a moment, then got up from the bed in the private room, glanced at the black gloves beside the pillow, and then looked at the crow tattoo on the back of his right hand.

At this moment, Jack the Ripper’s voice came from outside the door, "Time to go, sleepyhead, it’s time to head to Hai Fan City."

"Coming."

Xia Pingzhou said, slowly putting on the gloves, covering the crow pattern on the back of his hand, then lifted his head.