Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Chapter 211 Real World 1

From that day on, no one came to look for Song Xun again.

There were many more guards in mecha equipment outside the room, and the noise outside did not stop for a long time.

They changed Song Xun's room halfway through the trip, which was closer to the center of the General Administration. The new room had no windows, which cut off Song Xun's only connection with the outside world.

Song Xun had no idea how long he had been detained there, nor did he know what the situation was like outside.

This made him a little anxious. He couldn't do anything in the closed room. Song Xun could only pace back and forth, doing the same movements.

——Chu Yao.

He repeated the name in his heart for who knows how many times, leaned against the door, and slowly squatted on the ground.

The door was opened at this moment, and 996 walked around before finding Song Xun behind the door.

"Why are you sitting on the ground?" It stretched out its mechanical arm and tried to help Song Xun up.

Song Xun stared at his body, which was only as high as his arms, and stood up by supporting himself on the floor.

996 Lost: "Are you still mad at me?"

"I'm not angry." Song Xun told the truth, "I was just afraid you would tear it apart."

996 felt that he was being looked down upon. His mechanical arm transformed into a pair of pliers and he picked up the sofa in the room with one hand in front of Song Xun.

"If I calculate accurately, I can lift ten of you."

"You are very strong." Song Xun's compliment was very perfunctory.

996 was depressed: "I know you have a lot of questions, just ask."

"Chu Yao." Song Xun curled up her fingers and raised her eyes, "Is it him?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell me about him?"

996 thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about him. I only heard that he was 01's former subordinate. Because he was dissatisfied with the rules of the Space-Time Bureau, he had a disagreement with 01 and escaped from the Space-Time Bureau."

"Later, he developed his own power and gradually became a major thorn in the side of the Space-Time Bureau, but they have never succeeded in eradicating him. When I was born, no one could find Chu Yao's whereabouts anymore."

Song Xun listened carefully. He didn't expect that Chu Yao was once a task executor of the Space-Time Bureau.

"The next time I heard about him was when it was about the A-level small world at the end of the world. At that time, I didn't know he was Chu Yao, but the General Administration probably noticed Chu Yao's existence at that time."

"Chu Yao's soul body has developed very powerfully. If he wants to avoid the eyes of the General Administration, it will not be difficult for him."

996 still couldn't understand it: "According to Chu Yao's best choice at the time, he shouldn't have entered the small world again, but avoided the General Administration and reduced his presence."

“No matter how powerful a spirit is, when it enters a small world, it will be affected by the origin and its abilities will be suppressed.”

In the eyes of the older generation, Chu Yao’s image can be described as ferocious and evil, so 996 is so hard to believe that a person like Chu Yao would put himself in danger for the sake of love.

Song Xun fell silent, apparently thinking of the anomalies in the next few worlds.

996: "His ability is beyond the Bureau's expectations. I am also amazed by this. 01 said he was a lunatic and described him as the cockroach of the human world. It is a very tenacious creature."

After 996 finished speaking, it found that Song Xun was staring at it. It saw a hint of dissatisfaction with its adjective in Song Xun's eyes.

"I promise that's a compliment. I'm praising Chu Yao."

"Of course, these are not the main points." 996 got to the point, "The facts prove that the General Administration can't do anything to Chu Yao, and Chu Yao can't get you out of here either."

"After negotiations, both sides took a step back. The General Administration agreed that you can leave here, but Chu Yao has to give up his immortal soul."

Song Xun thought of Chen Shan. Giving up his immortal soul means experiencing birth, aging, sickness and death like an ordinary person.

"This is already the best outcome. You don't have to feel sorry for him." 996 recalled the chaos of the past few days and agreed with 01's unfriendly evaluation of Chu Yao. "According to Chu Yao's desperate fighting style, at least keeping his life is more cost-effective than dying here."

"Songxun, you can leave today."

There was reluctance in 996's voice.

Song Xun was a little dazed. He had been living in a daze for a while. When he suddenly heard that he could leave, it seemed unreal.

996 stretched out his arms and hugged him, saying in a low voice: "Chu Yao asked the General Administration to completely cut off all contact with the small world where you live and separate from it. I can't visit you anymore."

"I have already redeemed all your points for you. If Chu Yao dares to treat you badly in the future, just dump him. We have money, so we can just find the next one."

Song Xun raised his hand and touched 996's head.

The smooth mechanical back of the head was round and solid, and Song Xun couldn't help but touch it again.

"You're the first host to touch my head."

"Are you angry?"

"No, I allow you to touch me."

Song Xun hugged him and whispered, "Thank you, I'm really happy to meet you. I feel very lucky."

"Eat less takeout in the future, otherwise I won't have a chance to rescue you." 996 raised his hand and drew a light stroke, and a white gap as tall as a person appeared in the air.

"goodbye……"

996 resisted the urge to push Song Xun into the gap.

********

The warm sunlight poured into the room from the bay window and fell on the spot in front of the computer desk.

The young man lying on the table frowned slightly, his hair shining golden in the sunlight.

Song Xun woke up from a headache and nausea. He rubbed his aching forehead and opened his eyes, but the scene he saw stunned him.

The room is a standard rental single room. The bedroom, kitchen and bathroom are squeezed together. The space is irregular and small. Fortunately, things are neatly organized and not messy.

Song Xun looked at the two pots of succulents on the bay window and vaguely remembered that an old man forced him to buy them when he was leaving the supermarket.

There is a plate of leftover fried rice on the computer desk.

Song Xun was so familiar with this takeaway that it was hard for him to forget it.

He angrily picked up his phone, found the order record, and ordered everything including the negative review complaint.

Rubbish takeout is harmful to lives.

After doing all this, Song Xun thought of something, stared at his phone, opened his bank account, and his eyes flashed with a series of zeros.

I looked at it several times and confirmed that there were nine digits.

It comes from private transfers and inheritance.

Be legal.

Song Xun turned off the phone, then opened it again two seconds later.

He repeated this action four or five times, and then he looked at the still lit computer interface, which showed a completed transfer.

Not long after Songxun graduated, he only took some translation and copywriting jobs online.

I started when I was in school. I accumulated some regular customers online, rented a house and lived outside, rarely going home.

Is he returning to his own world?

What about Chu Yao?

Song Xun stood up, then sat back down again, feeling dizzy and dazed. His hands, which were supporting himself on the chair, were pale and thin, with blood vessels clearly visible.

He had always had a bad work and rest schedule, and sometimes when he encountered a tricky client, he would stay up all night.

Most of the money he saved was transferred to his family every month. Song Xun vaguely remembered that he had already wanted to draw a clear line with his family at that time, so he wanted to repay the child support as soon as possible.

Song Xun slowed down, suppressed the dizziness, and shouted 996 out of habit.

The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock.

By the way, 996 has been severed from him.

Song Xun felt lost.

I left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to say many things.

And as for Chu Yao, Song Xun didn’t even know where he was.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Xun stood up in an instant and staggered to open the door.

*

The door opened too quickly, and Xiao Hao, who was standing outside the door, had not yet retracted his raised hand.

The layout is one elevator with three households, and the seventh floor has been converted into multiple single rooms for rent, which are close to each other.

Xiao Hao has lived here for more than half a year and has seldom seen the people across the street come out. The reason he knocked on the door was because the power went out in the middle of playing a game, and he wanted to ask if other people had the same situation.

The neighbors nearby probably went out to work, so I asked the person next door.

Xiao Hao regretted knocking the door as soon as he finished knocking. He remembered that the boy next door was not very talkative, always kept to himself, and didn't seem easy to get along with.

Just when I was about to give up, the door opened.

Xiao Hao had never taken a close look at his neighbor across the street. When he suddenly saw him, he was surprised that the boy was not as gloomy as he had imagined.

It seemed that he had just woken up, with his short hair slightly covering his handsome eyebrows and eyes. The young neighbor looked at him with bright eyes and surprise.

But soon, the light in those eyes slowly faded away.

Xiao Hao was at a loss for some reason: "Sorry to bother you. I just wanted to ask if there is a power outage here."

Song Xun glanced at the light in his room, and Xiao Hao followed his gaze, feeling that he had asked an unnecessary and stupid question.

"That should be a circuit malfunction in my room."

Xiao Hao scratched his head and couldn't help but look at the boy in the room again.

It wasn't the kind of appearance that would shock you at first glance, but it was very pleasing to the eye. Xiao Hao's annoyance caused by the interruption of the game gradually dissipated, and he calmed down.

"You don't look well."

Song Xun put one hand on the door handle: "I didn't sleep well, it's okay."

He had no intention of inviting the other party in. According to normal social procedures, Xiao Hao should leave now.

Xiao Hao's legs seemed to be rooted to the ground and he was reluctant to move.

"Why don't you go to the hospital? You don't look like you just didn't sleep well. Wait a minute, I'll put on my coat and go with you."

"Need not."

Song Xun called out to his overly enthusiastic neighbor, his refusal was obvious: "Really, no need, I just need to rest for a while."

Maybe it was because he had been away for too long, Song Xun couldn't remember that he had such a close relationship with his neighbor across the street.

Xiao Hao felt a little disappointed. They were about the same age and didn't know how to hide their emotions.

"We are close to each other, so if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me. Oh, by the way, my name is Xiao Hao, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Xun, thank you." Seeing that the boy outside the door seemed to have something to say, Song Xun ended the conversation before he opened his mouth and simply closed the door.

*

This world is completely cut off from the Space-Time Bureau and does not interfere with each other. As an independent existence, it also means that 996 cannot enter.

Song Xun didn’t know where Chu Yao was, whether he had successfully arrived in this world, or even whether he was safe.

There's no idea where to look.

Song Xun looked at the room that he could see the whole way through, suddenly stood up, walked to the bathroom door, and opened it with his eyes closed.

After two seconds, open your eyes carefully.

The bathroom was empty, unsurprisingly no one was in there.

As expected, we can’t expect Chu Yao to do good things out of nowhere like the Snail Girl.

Song Xun closed the door in disappointment, turned around and heard his cell phone ringing.

——It’s the phone ringing.

Song Xun immediately ran towards the phone, but the call was connected before he could even see who was calling.

The person on the other side spoke before him.

"You have to come back today. It's not like you're not going home after graduation. Are you burning your money? Why are you renting a house if you don't have a home to live in?"

A woman's shrill voice came from the phone.

It’s Lin Xihua.

Song Xun moved the phone away from his ear, a habitual move.

He didn't know when it started, but he felt a deep resistance to Lin Xihua's voice.

"I'll go back in two days."

Lin Xihua was not satisfied with this answer.

"It's another two days. Are you going to wait until the New Year to come back? No, you have to come back today."

Chu Yao has not been found yet, and Song Xun has no time to think about anything else now.

"I have something to do here and can't go back."

The person on the other end of the phone exploded.

"This is outrageous. Is this how you talk to your mother? Now that you've grown so powerful, you've even forgotten who gave birth to you. I didn't discuss this with you. Come back here right now."

Song Xun looked calm.

"If that's all you're saying to me, I'm hanging up."

In the past, if Lin Xihua said something more serious, Song Xun would not dare to say a word and would just do what she said.

Lin Xihua probably didn't expect that he would dare to go against her this time. There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone, and the woman's loud and endless scolding came through the receiver.

Song Xun's finger fell on the hang-up button, and just as he was about to press it, a clear male voice replaced it on the other end of the phone.

"Axun, wait a moment."

"It's me, Songmian."

Song Xun’s fingers paused.

"Don't mind what mom says. That's just her personality. She's used to being strong. She didn't even bother to ask you to come back for dinner."

"Mom went out early this morning and bought a lot of food, all your favorites."

Song Xun has always had complicated feelings towards his younger brother, and coupled with the other party's gentle attitude, he didn't know how to refuse.

The other party did not urge, but waited quietly for a reply.

Song Xun decided to follow his own heart and whispered, "I really have something to do. I'll go back in two days."

Song Mian didn't insist any more: "Okay, I'll pick you up in two days so you don't have to run back and forth."

"Don't keep sending money home. You're not stable yourself. I'm here for your parents. Do you hear me?"

Song Xun was a little absent-minded.

Song Mian's personality has become much more stable in recent years. In comparison, those who don't know the two brothers would think that Song Mian is the older brother.

"Don't eat takeout all the time, it's unhealthy. If you need money, tell me and I'll transfer it to you." Song Mian didn't care about Song Xun's response. He kept on talking for a while and finally said, "Take care of yourself and don't keep everything in your heart. Okay, you're busy, I'm hanging up."

The phone got a busy tone.

Song Xun stared at the hung-up interface for a long time, and finally put the phone upside down on the table.