Hupo Research Institute.

Outdoor training ground.

This is a site covering an area of ​​one hectare, and the outermost circle is surrounded by barbed wire.

It is filled with various outdoor training facilities, and the ground is paved with plastic, which is specially used by members of the affiliated battle groups of the Hupo Research Institute for training.

It was late at night, and there was only a golden full moon hanging high in the sky, with no bright stars in sight.

On the lawn area in the center of the outdoor training ground, Xiaoyou and Zhang Daowen were sitting side by side, looking up at the night sky, chatting.

During this period, Zhang Daowen was mainly talking, Xiaoyou occasionally talked to her, and occasionally dozed off.

"I wonder if the boss's training is over."

Xiaoyou yawned at this time and opened her eyes, her expression slightly helpless:

"My boss is always practicing recently and doesn't care about me anymore. I feel like an abandoned kitten. It's so pitiful."

When she said these words, Xiaoyou's expression was indifferent, but she couldn't hide her grievances in her words.

"You have to understand Uncle Qi's difficulties. He has always worked hard."

Zhang Daowen turned to look at Xiaoyou, with a bright smile on his face.

Hearing these words, Xiaoyou nodded immediately and said:

"Little brat, I know that the boss has always worked hard. I knew it when I took on the God Challenge before."

With that said, Xiaoyou stood up, rubbed Zhang Daowen's head like Feng Qi, and then turned around to leave:

"I'm going to bed first. You can continue to watch the night sky."

"Sister Xiaoyou, do you like Uncle Qi?"

Facing the inquiry, Xiaoyou, who was about to leave, nodded firmly and said:

"Of course, Xiaoyou likes the boss the most. In my heart, the boss surpasses everything."

"Then why are you lazy all day?"

Zhang Daowen's tone was soft and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Of course it's because it's comfortable to be lazy, and the boss can handle everything."

"Sister Xiaoyou, I don't know what you went through in the process of getting acquainted with Uncle Qi, but I know that Uncle Qi is really tired. He is not as incompetent as you think. Maybe you haven't seen it before.

, but I have seen with my own eyes the scene when Uncle Qi’s eyes were red and he could not sleep due to the pressure caused by negative emotions... If you really like Uncle Qi, try to bear some pressure for him. I know that hard work is really tiring, but

What you get in return is Uncle Qi's happiness, isn't this what you want to see?"

Hearing these words, the lazy expression on Xiaoyou's face turned into curiosity, and then sat down next to Zhang Daowen again:

"What is negative emotional stress? I have only seen the negative conscious body that followed the boss before, and it was a child of this age."

While Xiaoyou was speaking, she gestured with her hand to indicate the size of the negative consciousness body.

"I don't know either. Uncle Mi said it is a disease, and anything that makes Uncle Qi unhappy will aggravate the disease."

"Will you die?"

Xiaoyou's expression became a little more nervous, and sparkling lights appeared in her eyes.

"Uncle Mi said he would not die, but if the condition cannot be controlled, Uncle Qi will become another strange Uncle Qi. He will hate everything that Uncle Qi originally liked and want to destroy them... In short, Uncle Qi will

He will disappear completely and be replaced by another stranger."

After listening to Zhang Daowen's explanation, Xiaoyou's heart tightened and she subconsciously shouted:

"don't want!"

After saying that, Xiaoyou continued to ask:

"Can this disease be cured?"

"I don't know, but I know that sharing Uncle Qi's burden can relieve his stress and bring him happiness, so that another strange Uncle Qi cannot replace the real Uncle Qi."

Looking at Zhang Daowen with a bright smile, Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment.

"So are you working so hard for the boss?"

Facing Xiaoyou's inquiry, Zhang Daowen stood up, looked up at the night sky and smiled:

"This is just one of the reasons. I am a man, and a man must work hard to protect the people he wants to protect. This is what Uncle Qi told me, and I am also working hard for this."

As he spoke, Zhang Daowen lowered his head to look at Xiaoyou and said softly:

"Sister Xiaoyou, the future you envision cannot be without Uncle Qi, so you should learn to work hard and cherish it. There is a kind of happiness that makes people around you happy, and then you can feel happiness from it. Maybe you can try it."

Xiaoyou also stood up at this time and looked at Zhang Daowen.

The two people stood there, Xiaoyou was obviously taller, and Zhang Daowen looked like a two-year-old human child.

"Am I too selfish?" Xiaoyou asked softly.

"Sister Xiaoyou, you are not selfish. When we went to the restaurant to eat together, I saw that you especially liked to share the food with Uncle Qi. I think you like Uncle Qi from the bottom of your heart. What you lack is a responsibility and a responsibility.

Heart... I don’t blame you, because you have always grown up under the protection of Uncle Qi, and you just didn’t realize this problem."

As he spoke, Zhang Daowen stood on tiptoes and reached out to rub Xiaoyou's head:

"I used to cry so cutely that I would hold Uncle Qi in my arms and cry. But when I realized that I was a man and had to learn to take responsibility, I gradually stopped crying. I even felt that it was embarrassing to cry loudly. I need a person to grow up.

In the process, sister Xiaoyou, you can do everything well."

Looking at Zhang Daowen, Xiaoyou fell silent.

After a long time, Xiaoyou nodded vigorously, then slapped away Zhang Daowen's right hand that was gently rubbing his head, and then pressed his right hand on the shorter Zhang Daowen's head:

"I understand, I have to work hard for the boss."

"Sister Xiaoyou, if you understand, you will understand why you are rubbing my head. I am comforting you?!"

"I don't know why, I just feel like I'm at a loss. My head can only be rubbed by the boss, but you, a little dwarf, can't rub it. I'll rub it with you, and you can continue talking."

Saying that, Xiaoyou imitated Feng Qi's gesture and continued to rub Zhang Daowen, who looked helpless.

"Sister Xiaoyou, my hair is messed up."

"Oh, I got it (continue rubbing)."

"Sister Xiaoyou, when will you start working hard?"

"Let's go to bed tomorrow. I'm sleepy tonight."

Zhang Daowen:......

…

Early the next morning.

Feng Qi broke away from the meditation state.

The moment the consciousness returned to the physical body, the physical body responded with a strong tingling sensation like a wave, which lasted for a long time before slowly fading away.

Now the growth of the physical body is far behind the growth rate of the spiritual consciousness, causing the body's pain feedback to become more intense.

But Feng Qi knows that this is a process that must be experienced in the cultivation of spiritual immortality, and it will not end until the spiritual consciousness completely breaks through the shackles of the physical body.

Open your eyes and look around.

Feng Qi's expression gradually became surprised. He was surprised to find little Youdun sitting on the ground not far away, working very hard on knitting space props.

The first thought in his mind was that Xiaoyou had just finished sleeping, and the time when he opened his eyes happened to be Xiaoyou's three-minute fever stage of hard work.

Curious in his heart, he said nothing and continued to observe Xiaoyou.

As time passed, Xiaoyou's expression was still very serious, countless energy threads were intertwined as she waved her hands, and the translucent space structure suspended in front of her was slowly shrinking and solidifying in her hands.

Half an hour has passed, and Xiaoyou's efforts have not stopped.

This was very unusual for Xiaoyou, and Feng Qi almost thought that Xiaoyou had eaten the wrong food, causing his body to be too excited.

But upon closer inspection, he found that Xiaoyou's eyelids were trembling slightly, and she was obviously trying to fall asleep.

But Xiaoyou still tried hard to hold on to her sleepiness.

This discovery really surprised and confused Feng Qi, and he didn't understand why Xiaoyou worked so hard.

"Xiaoyou, come here."

He spoke out at this time.

Hearing his voice, Xiaoyou Meng raised his head and looked at him, with a smile on his face:

"Boss, wake up, Xiaoyou is hungry!"

With that said, Xiaoyou dropped the semi-finished space product that was still being knitted, ran towards Feng Qi, and then fell into Feng Qi's arms.

"Xiaoyou, why are you working so hard today?" Feng Qi asked curiously, rubbing Xiaoyou's head.

"The boss is sick. Xiaoyou doesn't want the boss to get sick."

As Xiaoyou raised his head, Feng Qi realized that Xiaoyou's eyes were already full of tears, and they were about to pour down at any time.

After listening to Xiaoyou's explanation, Feng Qi turned to look at Zhang Daowen who was training, and suddenly understood what was going on with Xiaoyou.

Apparently it was Zhang Daowen who informed Xiaoyou that he was troubled by negative emotions.

At that time, Zhang Daowen came to him very naively and asked him how this disease could be cured.

So when Feng Qi heard Xiaoyou say that he was sick, he knew what had happened.

Looking at the tearful Xiaoyou, Feng Qi smiled and gently rubbed Xiaoyou's head:

"Xiaoyou, it's okay, boss. You should sleep when you feel sleepy. You must not endure hardship. This is not good for your health."

Feng Qi said these words very seriously.

Xiaoyou's hard-working attitude made him very happy.

But sometimes Xiaoyou's arrogance is not necessarily for laziness.
To be continued...