But he still didn't want to let the protagonist's hands that were about to reverse his fate do this for him, so he opened his mouth and was about to persuade——

But when his eyes fell on the protagonist, what he wanted to say was swallowed back in his stomach.

The protagonist is standing by the window, waiting for him, the face with the silver mask, those grudges and hatred for fate, and the dead eyes like the abyss, have quietly changed...

The handsome face was still pale at this time, slightly gloomy, but extremely calm. When looking at him, those eyes were even stained with a ray of light that belonged to a normal person...

There was only one thought in his mind.

The protagonist is alive.

From a self-conscious, deformed, hopeless weapon, crawled out of that abyss.

What Rong Wan wanted to say suddenly became: "Come here."

Although the protagonist did not speak, his eyes were filled with a touch of surprise, and he walked towards him.

"Are you thirsty?" Rong Wan walked to the table, filled a glass of water and handed it to the protagonist. Even the tenacious protagonist has done so many things without fully recovering from his injuries, and it must be very hard. However, the protagonist is such a person, who neither screams in pain nor hungers or thirsts.

The protagonist shook his head, but still took the glass of water he poured with both hands and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Just a glass of water—

Jin Zhao was slightly absent-minded. He felt his fingers touch the position of the glass that the admiral had touched, and it was slightly hot. The admiral's heartbeat was also approaching. Crazy run like never before.

He wanted to try to raise his lips towards the general so as to form a less ugly smile, but he had practiced for a long time and still couldn't learn it, so he had to keep silent, and lowered his head to drink water to hide his longing.

"Go eat, you should be hungry." Rong Wan said again.

He knew that he was not in the mansion, and those servants would definitely not give the protagonist a good look, and maybe they would have to deduct today's lunch again. But as long as he was in the mansion, those servants would not dare. He didn't want the protagonist to do so much for him and still be hungry.

A light at the end of the long dark tunnel appeared in Jin Zhao's eyes. After staring at Rong for a while, he nodded and went out.

After he went out, Rong Wan took off his uniform and sat down on the rattan chair.

At this moment, the voice of the system sounded in Rong Wan's mind: "The current target character's healing degree is 30."

Rong Wan: ? ? ? ! ! !

——Has his favorability in front of the protagonist been so crazy? !

- He didn't even realize it himself!

Rong Wan: "How is the degree of cure evaluated? Why haven't you reported it to me before?"

System: "When the healing degree is below 30, it is not worth broadcasting, because there has not been a qualitative change. Moreover, the healing degree is based on the target person's physical treatment status, psychological state, and the joy of being cured. evaluated."

After a pause, the system hesitated.

Rong Wan: "If you have any nonsense, just say it."

System: "...What the host doesn't know is that the healing degree and the admiration value are linked to a certain extent. When the healing degree reaches 30..."

Rong Wan: "What's the matter, what do you say!"

System: "When the healing degree reaches 30, the admiration value is far more than 30."

Rong Wan: "..."

Rong Wan suddenly understood the abnormal behavior of the protagonist over the past few days. All kinds of sticky and burning eyes are like eyes that are about to become reality, all kinds of meticulous care. He also honestly thought that the protagonist, this little brat, wanted to repay his kindness, but it turned out that he really wanted to repay his kindness, but it was this kind of repayment.

He naturally did not forget that when he first entered "Alien", the rules told him that in addition to reversing the ending of the newspaper, he had to write a love story...

Then things get complicated.

Completely rationalized the idea.

Now Princess Suya adore the protagonist a little bit, and the protagonist adore him a little bit.

Princess Suya → protagonist → herself.

What a complicated love triangle. And if he wants to help the protagonist get the pass, he must promote Princess Suya's arrows to the protagonist, and at the same time he must continue to build his favorability in front of the protagonist? ? ? Because if the healing value is not full, even if the newspaper's ending is reversed in the end, it will be useless.

Rong Wan's mind was still in a mess, and he asked the system simply and clearly: "In other words, in my current situation, not only do I have to help the pig to help the cabbage, but also allow the cabbage to help me, the Chinese cabbage, at the same time, my Chinese cabbage is still Facing the eyes of two pigs, Lu Sujun and Zhuyun?"

System: "Uh, uh..."

Before he had time to answer, Rong Wan looked like he was in pain. It was really two cabbages that depended on each other for life.

The protagonist continued to appear around him for the next few days. Fortunately, after Rong Wan got used to it, he got used to the scorching gaze of the protagonist.

And when he was gradually clearing his thoughts and preparing for the next step, the servant hurriedly sent a message: Princess Suya came to visit. This time, it was not invited by General Zhujing, so Princess Suya came uninvited. She waited in the garden for a while, and she was well-dressed——

Rong Wan saw from the terminal screen that she had specially put on a light pink lace skirt, her long hair was braided into a beautiful shape, her fingers were stroking the edge of the coffee cup uneasily, and there seemed to be a hint of crimson expectation on her face.

Rong Wan knows why at a glance. It seems that since the last time she saw the protagonist, Princess Suya has begun to eat the marrow and know the taste.

If it goes on like this, getting the pass from Suya is definitely inevitable.

Rong Wan thought so, smiled and put on his most inconspicuous uniform, so as not to hinder Princess Suya from continuing to have a good impression of the protagonist. And called the protagonist and went down from the second floor together.

The system looked at the confident host, and fell into a silent silence: "..."