allonlinenovel Chapter 261 Why did you hit me?
Chapter 261 Why did you hit me?
Chapter 261, Why Did You Hit Me?
"Ugh! Cough cough!"
The violent impact made Qi Min cough slightly. He was dragged by that thing and slammed into the corner of the wall. The force was so great that he felt his internal organs were being impacted.
When Qi Min regained his balance and his vision, the first thing he saw was a foot covered in various stains appearing in his field of vision.
Following the toes upwards, he saw the young boy he had seen before...
"Aaaaaah!! Damn 01! I created you! Not only do you disobey me, but you even dare to come here and provoke me! Do you really think I can't get here?!"
The middle-aged man's furious voice continued to ring out, accompanied by various muffled attacks.
Qi Min had been looking up at the young boy, but turned back to look after hearing his roar.
Only then did he realize that the middle-aged man was standing about two or three meters away from him, roaring and launching an attack.
Strangely, all the attacks launched by the opponent in his direction were blocked by a transparent, water-like film.
Qi Min guessed that it must be the boundary energy formed by the separation of the two boundaries in this layer, which he deduced from the data.
It seems that I have been led to his area by this young boy.
"Huff...cough cough...huff..."
Qi Min slumped to the ground, lying on his back and breathing heavily, the angry roars and curses of the middle-aged man still ringing in his ears.
But compared to his side, this place, which is divided by boundary energy, appears much quieter.
Number 01 stood barefoot next to Qi Min, his height of less than 1.4 meters giving him an upright posture and a domineering air.
Qi Min turned her head to meet his gaze, only to find that the coldness and disgust she had seen before were gone from his eyes.
The middle-aged man was still shouting not far away, but the young boy didn't even look up. He just kept his eyes downcast and stared at Qi Min without saying a word for a long time.
After a while, Qi Min heard the middle-aged man angrily leave, but the young boy still didn't seem to want to say anything.
Qi Min didn't want to speak at this moment, because his consciousness was beginning to blur, and he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
Although he could no longer feel any coldness or pain in his body, Qi Min still understood that he was nearing the end.
Qi Min sensed his condition and tried to move his fingers, which were no longer under his control, while making some indistinct sounds.
"Do me a favor... give these... to it..."
Qi Min uttered a few words indistinctly, and as he spoke, many colorful candies appeared near his left hand.
Number 01 looked at the things on the ground and Qi Min, who had been silent after taking out the candy, and a complicated expression finally appeared on her indifferent face.
After a while, at the boundary that divided the two areas, only some black marks and dents left from the middle-aged man's attack remained.
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'Bitter...it tastes so bitter...'
'Huh? Who's pulling me...? It feels so sore and tight...'
Qi Min vaguely sensed that someone had fed him a very bitter liquid.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a dragging sensation in my body, followed by a fine, dense soreness that came from all the joints in my body.
Why hasn't he woken up yet?
A childish voice, clearly still quite young, rang out, as if asking someone a question.
Qi Min carefully discerned its words, hoping it would say something more.
Unfortunately, the voice only asked one question and received no reply before the surroundings fell silent again.
The slight clanging of metal created a lullaby around Qi Min, causing his consciousness to sink into a state of unconscious darkness once again.
01 After sewing up the last thread, he finally spoke to the ghost child who had questioned him earlier.
"I've taken care of everything I can on him. He should wake up in a little while. Don't you all keep looking around here. Shouldn't you keep an eye on the other areas?"
01 put down the tools in her hand, turned around and looked at the ghost child who was almost crammed into the room, and spoke with a hint of displeasure in her tone.
But the ghost children he was lecturing were not afraid of him. After listening to his words, one ghost child, about five years old, and another about four years old, nimbly jumped onto the medical bed where Qi Min was lying and curiously went over to look at him.
"Was it really him who helped us? This person looks no different from other adults, but his hands are so big, I feel like they could fit both of my feet in them!"
The smaller ghost child, stepping on Qi Min's intact left hand, spoke with a hint of curiosity, his eyes filled with excited wonder.
The other ghost child looked at Qi Min's right hand with disdain, thinking that the arm that had been pieced together by No. 01 was a bit ugly.
It doesn't match the appearance of this adult at all; her already unattractive appearance has become even uglier.
At that moment, a toddler, only a few months old, used both hands and feet to climb up the structure of the medical bed.
"Snapped!"
The ghost child, who was still stepping on Qi Min, was slapped by this toddler waving his little hand.
"Ah!" (?i _ i?)
The ghost child turned around and saw his younger brother looking at him with a displeased expression, so he immediately stopped stomping on the ground.
"What's wrong, 0723? Why did you hit me?"
The ghost child was a little confused. He touched his head and asked softly. He didn't feel anything was wrong with his younger brother's sudden slap. He just thought that he had done something to upset his younger brother.
"It wants you to get down and stop stepping on this adult. 0723 really likes him..."
Finally, Number 01 couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and picked up the somewhat bewildered ghost child, saying something with a hint of sourness.
"Yeah!" o(′^｀)o
The toddler nodded readily at No. 01's statement, sitting on Qi Min's chest with his little head tilted back, looking as if he was absolutely right.
Seeing this, the other ghost children looked at Qi Min, who was still unconscious, with a mixture of jealousy and dissatisfaction.
But Qi Min was unconscious and had no awareness of their resentment and dissatisfaction. He just lay there quietly, digesting his half-new body.
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'Ugh... so boring, so boring...'
I feel like I can't breathe...
Qi Min awoke from a dull feeling in his body; to be precise, he was awakened by a heavy object pressing down on him.
Because the infant, only a few months old, was nestled against his chest, happily munching on colorful candies.
This was given to it by Number 01 before Qi Min lost consciousness.