Trafford’s Trading Club

Tick, tick, tick… The EEG machine makes sounds with patterns, but the images it displays are very scattered compared to the sounds of those patterns.

“… the patient's cognitive abilities have been completely necrophilic, with no active activity, apart from preserving some neural reflexes of instinct and metabolic abilities of matter and energy.” The doctor looked at the silent Langkai in the room, and eventually he couldn't help himself: “Mr. Lang, your brother is now a complete vegetable man. ”

Langkai's gaze stayed on Langxiu's face, because of the new advanced ward, the nurse had cleaned Langxiu's body well and his meter, and now he needs to look dry, “Can he wake up? ”

“This… To be honest, I'm afraid the global medical community will not be able to give you the right answer for this type of patient.” The doctor looked at the young entrepreneur with some fear.

He wasn't the first doctor to take over Langxiu. Instead, after the hospital found out the identity of Lan Xiu, he was specially assigned, which is the best specialist in the hospital.

“But don't worry, Mr. Lan, we will take full care of your brother. ”

“Got it. ”

Lan Kai nodded his head and walked to Lan Shu's face, squeezing his eyes. After a while, he moved Lan Shu's hair and leaned down and said softly in his ear: “Are you so reluctant to wake up? But that's fine, maybe for you, that's fine...”

In the last few days, Langkai looked at the doctor and said, “Remember, don't let anyone know he's here except me. ”

“Mr. Lan, why don't we send it to the newly built sanatorium?” The doctor suggests at this point: "Where the environment is quiet and the air is good, your brother will definitely get the best care. ”

Of course it's the best… after all, the sanatorium is developed by the hospital in cooperation with Langkai.

“Just do as you say. ”

Langkai nodded and finally looked at Lan Shui and turned around and left.

……

……

“Brother Bao! Let's have dinner. Where are we going? ”

Inside the dining room of the situation, Bao was rushing out with his lunch, and one of them met him at the same time and said hello.

Bao shook his head and laughed: "Next time, it's a little busy! I'm sorry! ”

“It's okay, it's okay.” My colleagues in the next department just laughed... Everyone knows that Bao has been pretty miserable lately, I heard he hasn't left in four or five days.

But is it really that busy? Co-workers look at Officer Ma Da, who is relaxing in the dining room looking at the newspaper... usually looks like Ma SIR, which means that the world has been peaceful lately?

Of course, Bao is busy, but not at work.

Just back in his office, Bao closed the door, pulled up the curtains in his seat, and couldn't wait to open the Emerald Fantasy.

Well, how do I put it? Is it really the greatest pleasure for a Zero Kryptonian to lie down and win because you've somehow known a big man lately?

Bao: “Sorry, boss, there are many people in the dining room, it's been a long queue! Eat today…”

Chishou: “What you eat has nothing to do with me! ”

Bao: “Then I'll turn on the automatic follow mode and eat first. Oh... Bahamron has been updated, let me see it first ~”

Qianxiu: “…”

But this feeling… is not annoying. Chishou doesn't hate Bao's behavior. It's a nag, but when you change the state, you never come late, as if you pinched the time.

Not fingering, not bowing, not even biting, but more like toning, or even being very clear about your thinking, like an all-powerful assistant.

In reality... are there people like that?

Chishou silently slaughtered the monster that appeared in front of him, killing him, and he could hear Bao's voice: “That's enough, go to the glacier. ”

Don't even have to look at the progress of the task yourself. Really... I don't hate it.

……

Player: “Chiba Soft” uses full suit horn...

Bao suddenly said: "This guy, here we go again? I told her that's not how I found her. ”

He stopped and frowned: "Do you know this player? ”

"- [sic]“ Are you all right? Isn't this a celebrity? I watched her brush her horn the other day and chatted with her. ”

Chishou: “Did you... succeed? ”

"- [sic]“ Isn't that a success? She seemed to respond to every person who took the initiative to talk to her privately. Think about it. She's so eager to find this blue sky, she probably won't let anyone talk to her privately, will she? ”

Qianxiu: “Really... what are you guys talking about? ”

Bao shrugged: “What else can we talk about? You want to know me too, boss? Just poke it. This guy's the type of guy who pokes it back. ”

Chishou: “Where are we going next? ”

Bao: “Let me see, go...”

Chishou hasn't spoken since then. But Baby doesn't mind either... the old man does spend a lot of time not talking. Probably accustomed to Chief Qin's very silent relationship. Instead, Bao accidentally adapted to such a situation.

After putting Chi Hui back in shape, Bao beat up a debt in front of the computer... probably because he was sleepy after lunch.

“This guy is still brushing his horn...”

Bao shook his head and tapped into the private conversation.

ID: I told you, you can't find anyone like that. If I was avoiding you intentionally, I wouldn't have answered you. If it wasn't for this game, wouldn't you be burning money, honey?

ID Chiba Fiber: What do you care what I do if it's not blue sky?

Bao: It's the mouth of Europeans, why don't you at least understand us dust eaters?

System: Thousand feathers of fiber soft gave Xiaobao 5,000 diamonds.

Bao: ………………………… What are you doing with my diamonds? That's 500 bucks, honey!

Chiba: Didn't you make me understand you?

System: Xiaobao refused the gift of Thousand Fiber Wings, and the diamond has been recycled.

Bao: Granny, you have the same degree of discretion. It's not easy to make money. It's just a game. Don't be too good. You don't hurt, I look sad too!

Chiba Fiber: It's not my money, I'm not heartbroken at all, do you like it or not?

Bao: Why have I been seeing weird guys lately? You and my boss are two extremes!

Chiba Fiber: Big Brother?

Bao: Ah, Chishou, an orphan knight, handsome! Ha ha!

After a while, Chiba Fibre did not reply. As Bao was going to hang the game for a nap, he suddenly responded with a slender response.

Chiba Fiber: Where are you? I'm here to find you.

Bao: I'm ready to go offline. I have to take a nap.

Thousand Feathers: Bit! Or I brush my horn every day to greet you!

Bao moved his mouth and glanced at the strange chisel on the screen, scratching his hair randomly, typing a few words on the chat window: the cold grain mouth.

……

……

Emerald fantasy, in a lonely snowpeak, an elderly man of fairy wind tunnel bones is looking out over the distance, with extremely complex things in his eyes.

Behind the old man, a male archer in a light leather coat with the appearance of an elf looked at the old man with astonishment.

“Are you... are you the Lord God? ’” This male elf archer swallowed the tundra now, "I... am I really... in the game? ”

The old man slowly turned around and looked at the male player and caressed his beard and said softly: "My name is too shady to be the Lord of the world. Now, let me show you some of the rules of the world. ”

The male elf archer hurried: “I know! My second death will disappear forever, won't it? This is clear when you buy it! ”

The old man named Too Yin is still apathetic: "The world is in deep crisis and you could die at any moment. If you don't want to survive here, go be stronger! This is the land of the weak and strong, only the adventurous can achieve immortal legends. ”

“What am I supposed to do?” The male elf frowned.

The old man waved at the male elf, “I've given you the plug. Go, you chosen one! ”

Watching this male elf fade away into the snow peak, the old man looked up at the sky and suddenly felt less sad.

Shit!! Old Dao I am the god of creation here!!!

As soon as the white light shined in front of the old man, only a woman priest came out of the white light and panicked.

“My name is too shady for the Lord of the land...”

It's so good!