Chapter 47-48

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Chapter 47

When An Yinong woke up, he was lying on the ground with a burning sensation in his stomach.

In front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a grey-black bunt. While beating him with a whip, he pointed at him and scolded: "Little beast, I am missing your food or your clothing, and you are actually robbing something?" 

The whip hit An Yinong's hand, it was hot and painful.

The middle-aged man beat him several times in a row, and An Yinong instinctively rolled on the ground to avoid, covering his body with soil. At this moment, there was a faint voice from the side.

A young man who didn't know how long he had watched gave him a careful glance, his expression was timid, and his eyes were proud. He said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle, don't beat him. It will be broken in a while."

However, the middle-aged man still beat him several times. Then he retracted his hand, and hummed to An Yinong on the ground: "If there is a next time, I will fight you once I see you." 

An Yinong lying there, not moving, yellow earth filled face only a pair of emotionless cold eyes.

The middle-aged man was taken aback by this look, and he scolded him with a guilty conscience: "Little beast, who taught you to look at your father like this?" Then he raised the whip again.

"Uncle, forget it." The young man pretended to pull him.

"Bah." The middle-aged man beat him several times in a row, and then he put away his whip and left with the young man.

An Yinong looked straight at the two of them, without sorrow or joy, and there was no expression in his eyes.

"Host, cheer up. If you can't, just think about it in the future. After you have enough points, you can find a place to retire and live according to your own wishes. Don't you still want to hold a concert? There will definitely be opportunities in the future." 

Yinong is like this now, as if he has no emotional body. It would rather the host is a heartless bad guy, and it is better than this, living too seriously and hurting itself.

"Xiao Qi, where is this?"

After a long time, An Yinong sat up slowly, as if he finally accepted the reality in front of him, let out a breath, and shook his head with a wry smile, only showing a little tiredness on his face .

He looked down at his chest, there was no wound or blood, but he still felt a faint pain, it really hurt.

Will that video be seen by Tang Yu?

After his death, will Zhao Ze be tried?

Can Tao Ran's illness be cured?

Do others still like his songs?

An Yinong buried his head between his arms, and after a while he raised his head, the corners of his eyes were faintly red, maybe he had cried, but nothing could be seen from his calm expression.

The system's eyes are red: its host has always been a person who carried everything with one force.

"Host..."

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable." He said in a calm voice, "I will live well, not for anyone else, but for myself. I will not hurt myself easily in the future, and I will not deprive myself of my own life." 

The system wipes away tears, and the host can cheer up.

The previous host either didn't do the task and lived his whole life safely, or he took the golden finger and happily became the master. I don't know why, but there are many more changes in the current host.

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