Chapter 100 What Are You Looking At?

Hey, no... wait, what do you want to do?

The homeless child suddenly panicked.

Not for anything else...

Mainly there is a group of barrage gentlemen who have just come over from Yiyi. They have just been under the banner of "reading the script for you later" to popularize the relationship between "Ai Lei" and "Amos" for the wandering children. Strange relationship.

That is, the father and daughter who are not related by blood are also lovers, or the wonderful relationship between the sacrificer and the sacrificed object...

I don't want any kind of relationship!

Absolutely, what should I do now...?

"Elei" Hearing this, he hesitated again.

She said hesitantly: "I still... a little bit want to try it... I mean, Sir Silver's treatment method... is more secure, father."

"It's fast and it saves money."

But Amos ignored Elle's intentions.

Perhaps it was because of Ellie's lack of cooperation before, his tone became a little tougher due to anger.

He rushed over in three steps and two steps, grabbing the left arm of "Ai Lei". The lace-trimmed lantern sleeve on her forearm was grasped, and it deformed a little under the strong pull.

Ai Lei staggered a little and was pulled up abruptly.

The dress that only covered her thighs rose a little under the violent pulling, and she hurriedly pulled it down with her other hand.

The strength with which he held Ailey's arm was enormous... Or because Ailey's body was too weak and lacked exercise, the wandering child only felt like his arm was being clamped by iron clamps.

"...Fuck...it hurts, father..."

"Ai Lei" almost scolded, but she quickly reacted, and quickly lowered her voice, whimpering in a low voice with aggrieved expression.

Amos seemed to realize that he was hurting his daughter.

He quickly let go of his hand and apologized in a low voice: "Are you alright, Elle? Sorry, I can't control my body a little these two days..."

His previous irritable and excited emotions seemed to suddenly collapse again.

...is this guy crazy? !

The homeless child complained in his heart.

But there was only a weak expression on his face: "No, no, it's okay... Then we-"

"—Come with me to the basement."

Amos cut off Elle's words forcefully.

Then he seemed to realize that his tone was a little tough, and quickly said softly and humbly: "Be obedient, my dear Elle... I will get better soon."

...are you going to give me... an injection?

The homeless child is full of horror.

Listening to the barrage, this girl Elle seems to be pregnant with a child later. And both myself and my children burp their farts in batches...

This old man must have some kind of mental illness, definitely!

This nightmare is too scary!

Although it's not scary in the sense it used to be...

In other words, do I really have to find a way to escape? But this broken body is too weak, how can I escape?

And if he was caught while escaping... would he be directly annoyed and angry...

He glanced down.

I saw the left arm of "Ai Lei"'s body - the place where Amos grabbed before, the crimson and purple palm print and the vague pain have not faded to this day. It becomes very conspicuous on the white, milk-clean skin.

This thing, I'm afraid it will turn green after a while, right?

Is Amos strong or am I weak?

At this moment, a new task prompt flashed in front of the wandering child:

【Complete the portrait painting】

【Explore the secrets of Amos Morrison】

【Live】

Among the three lines of tasks, the line [Complete the portrait painting] is drawn with a horizontal line from left to right,

The font is grayed out and there is an additional (failed) mark behind it.

At the same time, under the task of [Exploring the Secrets of Amos Morrison], a new line of writing appeared:

【Listen to Amos】

...Wait, it's getting worse.

The homeless child was heartbroken.

But since the mission has already been said, he can only bite the bullet and leave Islay's bedroom with Amos.

In terms of external performance, Alley hesitated for a while, but she obediently followed Amos and left Alley's bedroom.

It's all right...

As a result, the players did not see Elle's diary.

"what?"

The most curious is Annan.

He watched with interest the level he had beaten.

Is there a new solution here?

... no, not right.

Annan suddenly reacted.

According to the character of "Ai Lei" in the diary, it should have been impossible for her to sit on the spot and maintain a smile for hours. After all, this is just an excuse for Amos to make things difficult for her and refuse to paint for her.

That is to say, in the history that actually happened, Is the situation and choice of Alley and the "stray child" the same?

"...Is this the meaning of the main quest?"

He vaguely guessed something.

So far, the main quests he has received in the nightmare are all key elements of "breaking history".

As if he had to stop Don Juan from drinking poisoned wine—because in real history Don Juan drank poisonous wine.

The main quests in "Gallery: Elle Morrison" are [Complete the portrait], [Explore the secrets of Amos Morrison], [Live]...

You know, Ellie should never have died here.

This time should be the time when she was pregnant.

She should be dead in six months.

— but she also failed to complete the portrait, let alone explore the secrets of Amos Morrison.

Does this mean that... as opposed to "John", there is a possibility of death only when Alley tries to defy history?

Just like Ai Lei, played by Annan, encountered the murder portrait in the study.

So here comes the problem.

Now that Amos doesn't paint for hours on end, he doesn't think Elle is working hard. Then he won't go out to buy cakes for Ellie to treat her... Naturally, he won't leave the house, and Elle won't have time to sneak into the study room and check the banned books.

That is, if the portrait painting is not done.

The second task is simply impossible to accomplish by conventional means.

But this task did not show failure. Instead, it rose to the top of [Listen to Amos's words].

Does this mean that although Ellie did not enter the study, she is now exploring the secrets of Amos in another way?

"—I'm starting to get excited."

"—Woke up at four in the morning and found that Begonia was still asleep. A pear tree pressed Begonia..."

"—Stop in front! These two sentences cannot be used together!"

"—Children rush, rush for the lord!"

"—don't wait for the child god, you can rush first..."

"These animals..."

The wandering child muttered in his heart.

That is to say, the barrage is anonymous, otherwise he must write down the names of these people in the notebook.

I tell you, don't be complacent!

You will have such a day too!

He didn't dare to say it this time. It seemed that Amos could hear him even if he whispered.

Because Amos's hearing... or perception ability, seems to be no longer the level of ordinary people.

"hiss……"

After entering the basement, "Ai Lei" suddenly shivered.

It's so cold here.

It can even be said that the cold is somewhat abnormal.

"Cold?"

Amos asked with some concern, then he took off his upper clothes and put them on Elle.

"It was my fault, I forgot that you were a little sick."

He said apologetically, "Wait here for me for a while. I'll go back and get you some clothes..."

With that, he quickly left the basement and closed the basement door.

After being shut the door, the homeless child seemed to feel even colder.

"Why can't you let me go up and get my clothes by myself..."

he cursed in a low voice.

But unexpectedly found that the sound is very good, and there is no imposing manner.

The homeless child snorted and stopped scolding.

If Amos dared him to go up to get his clothes, he would definitely put on lightweight clothes that were easy to walk, go to the kitchen to grab a kitchen knife, and ran straight out of the house.

But if you can slip away, you will definitely not be iron-clad.

If you can't escape, you must turn back.

This has always been his pattern of behavior.

It's just that for him, it's still at the level of "slipping away".

"……What's this?"

The homeless child suddenly noticed something strange.

It looks a bit like a bed.

But very fragile. If you dare to use it when you are sleeping normally, it must dare to collapse for you to see.

Because this bed is made of bones.

And it's not the kind of construction that is filled with 502 and instant noodles... It's just simple, put together the bones and put together something that is probably a bed, and don't care.

Just by looking at it, you can feel strange.

At this moment, Amos came back with a trot.

He was holding three clothes in his arms—three skirts to be precise.

To be precise...three heavy cashmere dresses.

Not to mention a stray child, even the barrage was covered for a moment, and then the barrage of "???" began to swipe.

——I understand, he is trying to heat me to death.

The homeless child sighed inwardly.

Among the players who watched this scene, only Annan knew why.

Because Alley's hangers contained only skirts and underwear—what that meant, couldn't be clearer.

This meant that, at least after the winter came, Ellie never went out. In other words, Amos never let Ellie go out by herself.

"Put on your clothes, Elle. Wear two more, or it will hurt a bit."

Amos smiled and slapped Ellie's butt lightly: "Then lie on it. Hurry up... Stupid Ellie. It's not that you haven't seen it anyway, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

How do you know that piercing hurts? No, you actually saw it before? not right either...

The homeless child complained wildly in his heart.

But he looked at the second line of the task list, but he could only obediently hum.

The task is heavy, the task is heavy.

It's not the worst kind of thing anyway...probably.

Just then, Amos started picking up some things from the corner of the basement.

The moment the wandering child looked back, he vaguely saw...

That seems to be some bones.

Lots and lots of bones, and some spare ribs with meat.

Maybe that's why the basement is so cold...because it also serves as a cold store?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the wandering child just saw something and made a puzzled sound.

I saw a row of dense white bone spurs all over the spine on the back of Amos who took off his coat. Just like a scorpion.

This made the homeless child stunned for a moment, and the movement of changing clothes suddenly stopped.

Hearing the sound behind him stop, Amos turned around in confusion.

The next moment, the homeless child almost stopped beating.

The sudden fear seized his heart.

Just because of the face Amos turned back...

Not a piece of meat, let alone face.

The skeleton's dark eye sockets stared straight at his daughter without realizing it, scratching his cheekbones.

"What's the matter, Elle," he said in overlapping, echoing voices, "why stop?

"What are you looking at?"