Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin Chapter 120 - The Cycle of Karma, What Goes Around Comes Around (34.1)

Ch120.1 – The Cycle of Karma, What Goes Around Comes Around (34.1)

061 suddenly slammed open the door to 023’s office, giving both 023 and 089, who were inside slacking off and playing games, a shock.

His right pant leg dangled, empty, in the air.

His hand that he was using to support himself against the wall was trembling, his eyes were empty and unfocused, and his hair was plastered to his forehead, dripping with cold sweat.

“My mind isn’t very clear right now.” 061, struggling to hold on to his last traces of lucidity, said, “Help me rewrite my code. Quick.”

While 023 was frozen, holding his game controller in a daze, 089 had already thrown his controller to the side, and quickly sprinted over to 061.

061 allowed 089 access to his body. Without wasting words, 089 instantly started to clean up and repair the damaged data, even copying the data from his left leg, flipping and reconstructing it, and used it to fill in the missing section of data.

The moment 061’s right leg was repaired, he thanked them and started walking out.

His gait wasn’t very steady, and his breathing was very ragged, the remaining pain still tormenting his senses, but he still kept walking as he corrected details that 089 hadn’t been able to take care of.

023, still utterly confused, started to chase after him. “Wait!”

089 reached out a hand and stopped him.

023 looked at 089. “Do you know what’s wrong with him?”

089 said, honest, “I don’t know.”

023, “……Then what did you stop me for?!”

089, “Doesn’t he have something that he needs to hurry back to.”

As he spoke, 089 slung an arm over 023’s shoulders. He said, smiling, “Anyways, this brat will still have to come back sooner or later, you can just ask him the next time he comes back.”

023 still couldn’t rest a.s.sured.

In his anxiousness, he noticed 089’s overly ambiguous actions.

023 shot him a look through squinted eyes. “Your arm.”

089 continued to lean on him bonelessly.

023’s veins twitched. “……Your arm. If you keep leaning on me, I’ll chop it off.”

089 immediately released him.

023 prepared to chase after 061 and get his answers. Yet before he could take more than a few steps, he suddenly felt two arms wrap around his waist, and a huge force pull him up like yanking onions out of dry ground.

And 061 was so protective of Chi Xiaochi, so much so that he had even planned on going to the archives last time. From the looks of it, he was growing suspicious about the events of his memories being wiped by the Lord G.o.d of a few years ago.

So, for 061’s sake, it was best if they didn’t talk about anything that had to do with Chi Xiaochi within the scope of the Lord G.o.d’s surveillance. If they so happened to mention the event in their conversations and brought the Lord G.o.d’s attention and suspicions onto them, it might act just like it did a few years ago, finding a high-sounding excuse to wipe 061’s memories once more.

But 089 didn’t reveal his thoughts to 023.

Ignorance was a blessing. After all, it was hard to obtain.

Within a second, he left his serious state, saying sloppily, “Our child’s grown up, we should let go and let him fly.”

023, “……” Idiot, fly your head.

With 089’s buffoonish stalling, 061 had already gotten far away.

089 started to carry 023 back on his shoulders, simple-mindedly saying, “Let’s go, let’s go. Let’s go play games.”

023 yanked on his hair. “Put me down!”

089 shamelessly said, “No. If you have the ability, crush my head with your thighs.”

023, “A walnut cracker is enough to crush your head.”

089 laughed loudly, as if nothing had happened just now.

By the time 061 left the Lord G.o.d’s s.p.a.ce and opened his eyes, Gan Tang’s right leg had already been completely healed. The pain was still there, but it was a lot lighter.

He let out a long breath.

From the very beginning, “Gan Yu” and “Gan Tang” had never joined this world’s system. The so-called “system” in their bodies were just copies based off Xi Lou’s programming to facilitate forming an alliance with Chi Xiaochi.

Fortunately, although the system of this plane had priority and restricted 061’s abilities in all areas, creating a system that was good enough to get through the alliance audit wasn’t too hard of a task for a system of 061’s level.

But this also led to the two siblings becoming “extraneous people” in the world of the system, and thus, they couldn’t enjoy the system’s benefit of automatic repair.

Starting from when Chi Xiaochi had begun to reveal his cards to Yuan Benshan, he took the opportunity to send himself back to the Lord G.o.d’s s.p.a.ce, hurriedly repaired his broken data, and finally returned in the last second before the transmission.

……It seemed like he’d made it in time.

After the transmission, the first thing Chi Xiaochi did upon opening his eyes was look at Gan Tang’s legs.

Both legs were there, slender and perfect, wrapped in extremely proper black stockings. It seemed like the system had already fixed this non-life-threatening wound.

She was already awake, lightly stroking her right leg, as if to check whether it had grown back.

Only then did Chi Xiaochi fully relax. And following closely after that, was an overwhelming rush of exhaustion, making him collapse straight onto the table, his head slamming into the tower of Jenga blocks in front of him.

The Jenga tower collapsed, the small blocks of wood clattering to the floor.

Hearing the noise, the young man who originally had his head lowered, playing on his phone, stood up with a “hey”. “What happened? Is he unwell?”

Gan Yu wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, then turned and helped explain for him, “It’s fine, he has low blood sugar. He’ll be fine after lying down for a bit.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and brought it over to nudge at Chi Xiaochi’s lips.

Chi Xiaochi opened his mouth, accepting the candy.

Gan Yu nodded apologetically to the young man, and even patiently helped take care of the mess for Chi Xiaochi, bending over to pick up the fallen blocks, and stacking them back up.

Xu Jiayi slowly stood up and began to shakily walk out.

The young man asked, confused, “Sir, are you not going to play any more?”

Xu Jiayi stopped. He looked around in a daze, but didn’t see anyone around him.

When he came, everyone had been full of hope. Meng Qian had blabbered on nonstop about how it was finally going to be over. Qiao Yun had been chatting with Jia Siyuan about how after they got out, she was going to use up half of her savings to buy clothes and cosmetics as a reward to herself. He had been utterly silent as usual.

Xu Jiayi was of course happy that he’d survived, but he’d never once thought, that he would be leaving alone.

He was the solitary type, and wasn’t a friend of any of the three, so he had never told them about having Yin-Yang eyes, only secretly giving them as much guidance as he could.

To be honest, he had really hated Qiao Yun’s selfishness, Meng Qian’s conceitedness, and even occasionally looked down on the submissive Jia Siyuan, but even as he disdained them, he had still brought the three of them from the first level to the final level.

However, only now that he truly had to face their deaths, did Xu Jiayi find: He wasn’t completely cold-hearted.

He turned to look at Chi Xiaochi, and then next to him, Gan Yu and Gan Tang, who had gotten through huge difficulties with him, and his heart filled with sorrow.

After a moment of dazedness, Xu Jiayi said to the young man, “No. The people I was going to do this with all had something come up, so they’re not coming.”

Then, supporting himself against the wall, he slowly walked off.