I Wasn’t Born Lucky

After the heavenly machine returned to the real world, the outside world was a day, and he stood in his own high-end apartment.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, took off the golden silk eyes, opened the curtains, opened the window, and nostalgicly breathed the free air in reality.

Then he opened the quest book, first looked at his evaluation level and the rewards he got, then opened the forum and searched for the name "Sherlock".

Compared with the big cows who are often in the forefront, the name "Sherlock" is still an upset, and the post is not too much. The secret plane points into one of the hottest sharing teammate posts, and finds that the post is actually summer. Locke took possession of this person.

The gaze of the celestial plane stayed in the praise of Ye Lingshi at the time. It turned out that this guy was also plagued by Sherlock.

Zhu Yiting: [My impression of Sherlock is... big family! Really big, his mobile phone will fly you to make it, he also has a doll, in our script received a cat, I doubt he is human? He also likes to abuse the ghost. I still remember the Scarecrow. It was too bad. He was burned to a gray by his hard fire. I was still squirting a pee, and I was scared to take some legs and squat on the spot. 】

[Cat slaves came to report that the replica world can still collect cats? How do I encounter horrible and ugly ghosts every time? 】

[So cattle? I also want to arrange for him, I want to experience the feeling of flying with a big cockroach qaq. 】

Yongchun: [He has a lot of bulls and forks, that is, I always feel that my IQ has been crushed, but in fact, I think there is still a lot of room for improvement, but Sherlock has no such opportunity. 】

[Battered and abused, it is numb, and later I changed from "???" to "hahahaha", it seems that there is something broken. 】

Tianji gave his fingers a simple hand exercise and started his keyboard man performance. The real name made a name for Sherlock's fame. At first he wanted to control the tone, but somehow, it became a roar when written. Body: [He actually knows **** Mary and painted her paintings? Big painter? But I still can't understand why he can choose to summon it so calmly, and he is not afraid of this ruthless and unscrupulous evil spirit suddenly turning his face? ! 】

[But he is very powerful and super powerful. He must have him in the top ten of the next ranking list. He may be able to enter the top five. 】

[? ? From the praise of the genius, Sherlock is so 6? 】

[I want to be ranked. 】

[Upstairs +1. 】

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Xiao Li, who was on the forum, didn't know. When he came back, he got accurate news from the old butler's mouth - his unfortunate relatives came back the day after tomorrow.

The whole villa has now entered a stage of intense cleaning. Apart from the addition of several Buddha statues in the room of Xu Mei, the rest have restored the way before Xiao Yu struggled.

Xiao Li sat back to the table and thought for a moment. The WeChat, which he placed on the table, suddenly lit up and showed a message from Zheng Yi: [Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, I saw it on the forum again. You! Did you come out of the copy? Is this the day of the gods? I saw him mentioning you in the post, hahahaha. 】

Xiao Li opened the message: [just came out, oh? What did he say about me? 】

Zheng Yi may not have thought that Xiao Li would really ask this time. He looked at the post and wrote it. He streamlined it and added it with sorrow and sorrow: [Zhao you are powerful, the gods are wonderful, the world is the first. 】

After Xiao Li replied to the news of Zheng Yi, he put down his mobile phone. He seemed to have made a decision. He asked the pen to ask in Xiao Huang: "Is there a regular interval between the two copies?"

Xiao Huang Ben: [random. 】

“Can I queue again now?” Xiao Li wrote.

He didn't want to see Xiao Yu, and now he wants to make another copy to calm himself down.

Xiao Huangben didn't have a second back this time. He hesitated to answer: [You don't want to take a break, find your classmates to play games or something? 】

"I don't want to." Xiao Li said very decisively this time.

Then Xiao Huang did not say anything more - after three seconds, a notice of employment was dropped from the sky, and it fell into Xiao Li's palm.

[Mr. Dear Sir, We are pleased to inform you that you have been hired by our company as a new intern. Please feel free to bring this resume to our hospital at 3pm today. 】

The payment is “burning center hospital”.

Xiao Li clenched the notice. Before the transfer, he picked up the phone and entered a simple reply in the dialog box with Zheng Yi: "Enter the copy, go back."

Zheng Yi: [.........? ! 】

[You are not just coming out of the copy? ? 】

Xiao Li: [The reality is a bit annoying, go in and let go. 】

Zheng Yi: [..................]

- Distracted? Going into the ghost copy? ? How can he not understand this logic? !

Is this the realm of amnesty?

Zheng Yi did not wait to reply, Xiao Li had already entered another copy transmission, and after his sight returned to Qingming, the mobile phone had lost its signal.

Xiao Li inserted the phone back into his pocket, holding the story introduction page opened by Xiao Huang Ben, and looked around.

[Incineration Center Hospital is the only top three hospital in the city, and it is open every day. Many guests who are far away from the field have heard of its reputation. They traveled thousands of miles away and only hang a clinic number here. The patients here are constantly lingering. Suddenly one day, starting from a certain ward in the Central Hospital of Burning, some people said that they saw creatures that should not appear here. With the increase in the failure rate of the operation, the haunted words became more and more fierce, and eventually the dean had to close the hospital. 】

[Five years later, a businessman from a foreign country took a fancy to the hospital. He is preparing to revive the Central Hospital of Burning, so he recruited a new group of doctors, that is, you, I hope you can live to the end. This is my most. Sincere wishes. 】

In front of everyone's eyes, this is the Central Hospital of Burning.

It is a contiguous building complex with eye-catching signs such as “inpatient building”, “outpatient building” and “emergency building”. The center is located in the outpatient building. It is the highest, roughly estimated to have a height of at least 10 layers. It is overlooking the crowd from a height.

In front of the building, there is a group of reincarnations, about 20 people, and the scale is not small. Everyone has a notice of employment in their hands.

Xiao Li moved back from the rest of the reincarnation and looked at the mission under the introduction of the plot -

[Remaining safety time: three minutes. 】

[This mission: 1. Living in the Central Hospital of Burning China for five days; 2. Cracking the truth here, the above tasks can be completed as you like, and will be randomly transmitted back to the real world after completion. 】

In addition to this, there are hidden tasks that must be held every time. What is unexpected for Xiao Li is that Xiao Huang has added two options this time without completing the task of “getting me close”.

[Hidden tasks: 1. Kiss me; 2. Strive to fall in love with me; 3. Try to respond to me. The above tasks can be completed as you like. 】

Xiao Li instinctively speculated on the most vague hidden task 3: "What do you mean by responding?"

Perhaps because of the relationship between the old and the old, Xiao Li feels that the copy world is really relaxing, and even with a small yellow book has become eye-catching.

Xiao Huang Ben gives an example: [For example, when I say that I like you, you can respond to me and say that you like me too. 】

Xiao Liju counter-inquired: "If I say that I don't like you, is this a response?"

Xiao Huang Ben: [...not counting. 】

Xiao Li pointed out this indifferently: "Then you should change the task: ‘Try to promise me.’”

Xiao Huang Ben: [......... not happy. 】

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Xiao Li once again entered the copy world, and in reality, in a corner he did not know, someone stared at him.

In a quiet room in a certain place, a middle-aged man was sitting on his knees and healing.

He was pale, with one hand on his chest and a trace of blood on his lips, apparently unclear.

If Tan Li and the little black cat are here, they will be able to recognize at a glance. This is the middle-aged man who used to give up his own ghost to feed them downstairs in the Xiao Family Villa.

He was apparently healed, and there was a bottle and jar next to him. He picked up a bottle of bright red liquid and poured it on himself. The medicine was pungent and he was drunk with pain.

There was a young man who was around him and said with a voice: "I didn't expect that when you lost your forefoot, even the sinister ghosts were eaten. Is there such a powerful existence in this city?"

"It's unfathomable." The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and wiped out the bitterness in his mouth. "The female ghost is very spiritual, not as if it has been wiped out, but also very evolveable. I know where the seniors of the predecessors have made them."

"Supreme?" The young man showed a strange look. "But according to what I found, it was Xiao Zhai, under the name of a wealthy businessman named Xiao, who lived with his wife and children."

He threw a stack of photos and threw them at the feet of a middle-aged man: "The window you describe belongs to his family's second son, Xiao Li. You are old enough to be someone else!"

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up the photos on the ground and flipped through them one by one. He lost his voice: "Impossible!"

"There is nothing impossible, this is the truth." The young man narrowed his eyes and slowly said with a threatening voice. "And there have been no high-ranking people who have come and went with them recently. So, Ye Baowei - your destiny, really Is it swallowed? Or, have you put it somewhere else?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go there and try it out." The middle-aged man looked pale and uncertain. He put the photo back. "You will know when I am telling if it is true or not."

The young man snorted: "I will go there naturally. As for you, Ye Baowei, doing things badly, go and punished yourself."

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