Chapter 82 [Love to **** cute things]

  【In the ninth year, your condition is out of control and you are about to die. 】

   Zhao Meng saw the master in the simulated world crying.

  Because of old age and sickness, the voice he heard is not so clear.

  However, he still vaguely heard that the hostess in this simulated world seemed to be sad because of his death, and kept saying sorry to him.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect,

  It accompanies this girl from the youthful years of eighteen or nineteen to the young woman age of twenty-seven or eighteen.

   She is used to seeing people coming and going, but it is the only thing that keeps her company.

  Think of the process of the woman treating him in the past!

   Zhao Meng dragged his seriously ill body and rubbed against the hostess in the simulated world.

"ah!"

   The hostess in the simulated world was very surprised by Zhao Meng's behavior.

  In the past few years, Zhao Meng has been extremely aloof and hardly approached her proactively. This behavior was beyond her expectations.

  Zhao Meng did not notice the change in the expression of the mistress of the simulated world,

   His actions just now seemed to have exhausted his strength, and Zhao Meng returned to his nest and fell into a deep sleep.

   At some point, Zhao Meng was awakened by a sound,

  He opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment with his bright cat eyes. He found that he seemed to be in a glass box,

  Maybe to avoid irritating him, the surrounding light is not strong, but he can still see the surrounding scene.

  He saw a group of people in white coats surrounding the glass box,

  Through the cracks in the crowd, he saw the hostess of the simulated world, she was already in tears.

at this time,

  The tingling sensation of the needle came from his neck,

  Although the sudden pain surprised him, it was nothing compared to the pain he had suffered all year round.

   "Hey! The pain in the body is actually disappearing."

"How is this going?"

  An unprecedented sense of ease appeared on him,

   It felt like someone lifted him out of Smash Hell.

  It was a feeling of sudden liberation that had been suppressed for nine years.

   However, this feeling did not last long.

   Zhao Meng felt that his consciousness was like an exhausted candle, slowly extinguishing and disintegrating.

  At this moment, Zhao Meng finally realized what:

   "So I was euthanized!"

  【Simulation successful】

  …

  Zhao Meng's consciousness returned to himself again.

  Even though the simulation system could remove the influence, it took him a long time to calm down before he calmed down.

"well…"

  Zhao Meng let out a long breath, stretched his body, and sat down in front of the stone table again.

  Recalling the simulation process just now, he still sighed.

  The human being euthanized him, and he didn't mean to blame him.

  After all, this may be a relief for the elderly fold-eared cats who are suffering all the time.

   "I don't know if it will affect the simulation results?"

  Zhao Meng's consciousness entered that phantom space,

   At this time, a lottery holder appeared in front of the phantom of a snake and a snake, waiting for him to draw an entry.

   "I don't know what kind of entries will be obtained?"

  Thinking that Ma Linlin would leave tomorrow, Zhao Meng immediately started drawing without hesitation.

  The first thing that appeared was a purple light:

"what is it then?"

  As the purple light dissipated, the content of the entry also appeared:

  【Parental isolation (purple) (sponsored by 400,000 fold-eared cats who died of illness due to inbreeding)】

   It can make your direct bloodline unable to produce emotions beyond family affection, and has a chance to clear blood diseases.

  Looking at this entry, Zhao Meng was stunned for a moment, and he recalled some things in the simulation.

   "This entry is really good for me, it can avoid a lot of trouble, but it is not suitable for Ma Linlin!"

   Zhao Meng shook his head and continued to draw the next entry.

  He wants to give Ma Linlin a more practical entry, and this kind of entry that affects future generations is not very useful to Ma Linlin now.

  At this moment, Zhao Meng touched the stick again with his consciousness, and a purple light flashed in front of him.

"Um!?"

   "Another purple entry!"

  However, when Zhao Meng saw the content of the entry, he was a little silent.

  If the first entry is of no use to Ma Linlin, then the function of the second entry is a bit strange.

  【Love to **** cute things (purple) (whose little cat is this!) (female killer) (loved by high-cold men)】

  Some creatures will be attracted by your appearance, will hold you in their arms unconsciously, and will have the behavior of sucking cute things...

  After reading the content of the entry, Zhao Meng didn't know how to evaluate it.

   After a moment of silence, he continued to draw the next entry.

   And the entry that appears at the end is a blue light:

  【Dynamic Night Vision (Blue)】

   "Your dynamic observation ability at night will be greatly improved."

  After reading the content of the entry, Zhao Meng muttered to himself:

   "This is good!"

  In the process of communicating with the horse tribe, he also learned some things.

  The horse tribe also has hostile forces.

  In addition to those competitors who belong to the transportation industry, the ones that pose the greatest danger to the horse tribe are those hunting monster tribes such as jackals.

  At night, the wolves take advantage of the poor night vision ability of the horses to carry out shameless sneak attacks.

  Although the horse tribe also thought of a way to deal with it, such as hiring some other ethnic groups with night vision capabilities.

   But in the face of a large number of wolves raiding, once the horse team is dispersed, it will suffer great damage in the dark environment.

   "Night vision is not bad."

   Zhao Meng looked at the three entries floating in front of him,

   Without much hesitation, he chose the blue entry. He wanted to give Ma Linlin a better entry, but at this time he had no choice.

   The first entry is useless,

  The function of the second entry is too strange, and the result of giving this entry to one's offspring is also unpredictable.

  …

  At this time, as the two purple rays of light flew back, the phantom of the human head and snake tail quickly dimmed,

  However, Zhao Meng soon discovered that the degree of dimness was much smaller than that of extracting golden entries.

   "It seems that the energy consumed to extract entries of different levels is indeed different."

   "After bidding farewell to Ma Linlin tomorrow, go to the depository to get the demon stone to recharge and see if I can continue the simulation. It's a pity that the demon stone can't be brought into the Town Demon Temple, otherwise it will be much more convenient."

  Thinking of this, Zhao Meng let out a breath.

  He was really tired.

  I think he was entangled by a female ghost on the way back, and something was squeezed out of him,

   After returning to the city of Two Realms, she didn't take much rest, and hurriedly found Ma Linlin to discuss the deal.

   Zhao Meng is still a mortal body, and he is going to rest now.

  …

   Before I knew it, it was already the morning of the second day,

  At this time, outside Liangjie City, a group of horse tribes are gathering by the roadside to argue about something:

   "What, the Xiao clan broke the appointment?"

"at this time!"

   "This leopard family is really hateful."

  (end of this chapter)