I'm picking up rags in the survival game

[Yun Tuan]: What are you talking about? My exercise steps have been turned off a long time ago, and you are paying too much attention to me.

[Pirate No. 1]: At least I have to make sure that you die in my hands, right?

[Yun Tuan]: Then you have to work hard, Heyu, Ningxixi, Fuxunchu, Wanyanbao, they all want to harm me, where do you rank at the top?

[Pirate No. 1]: Tsk, Yun Tuan, you are really a failure in life. You have no popularity at all!

[Pirate No. 1]: But it doesn’t matter, you will definitely die in my hands.

After leaving an incomprehensible speech, the conversation ended.

The cloud suppressed a strand of hair on the sideburns and slowly exited. Now the blaster had two choices. One was to disobey the superior's order and rush over directly in order to seize the time to kill her. The other was to try to be a thankless person.

Her bodyguard.

Every choice is unwise, it is better not to act.

The cloud slides down the page, and almost every dialog box has more than a dozen unread messages. It's really strange...

Were the two days when she was comatose a big day?

Yun Tuan opened the calendar on his phone, and there was no schedule marked on it, not even holidays or solar terms.

Are these people simply missing her at the same time?

Among them, Shi Qing's black avatar is more conspicuous. Yun Tuan muttered, "Didn't you block me?" and clicked in again.

What Shi Qing found was some transfer records marked with "voluntary donation", totaling more than five million yuan.

The recipient's account looks familiar.

Yun Tuan glanced at the bank text message and said, "Oh, haha."

It turned out to be herself.

What is Shi Qing doing? Transferring assets to prepare for committing economic crimes?

Yun Tuan posted a question mark, but there was still a bright exclamation point in front of the message.

This was posted and then blocked.

This amount of money is not much for an up-and-coming enterprise, but for an individual, especially her who used to have a lot of food, it is an astronomical figure.

I really don’t understand.

Yun Tuan wrote "500" on the note and continued to flip through the next dialog box.

Ning Xixi chatted with her privately and scolded Heyu for being stupid for more than twenty times... but it was of no value, so she followed up with a few curses.

After looking around, among all the messages, Shi Qing was a little strange, but there was nothing else. Just when she was about to find where Shi Qing was, Jing Yu walked out of the room with three boxes.

Like a clothing box.

"Is this the dug-out uniform?" Yun Tuan pushed the note aside.

"Well, the elasticity of this kind of fabric is very good. Even if the size is slightly off, it will not affect the wearing experience. I found enough fabric, so I made two sets by one person and kept one set as a spare."

Jing Yu handed the top box to Yun Tuan, "This is yours, try it out then."

Yun Tuan nodded and opened the cover. The sewing of the uniform was exactly the same as that of many years ago. When she dreamed back, she seemed to be back in Tsukishima again, "This tailoring..."

"Oh, I've made combat uniforms before, so I sewed them according to my memories." Jing Yu pushed Jinghe's two suits aside and opened his own box.

"I can't tell, you still have these hands, it's amazing, the seams look as straight as those sewn by the machine." Yun Tuan pinched the uniform, a little surprised.

"It's far less sophisticated than the ship's instruments, so it's okay." Jing Yu lowered his head slightly, smiled and was about to continue talking, when Jing He suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

Jing Yu's smile disappeared instantly. He looked at Jing He who had barged in, his eyes filled with disgust.

Jinghe subconsciously leaned toward the clouds, "What's wrong? There's a reason why I'm late... It's raining outside, the road is slippery, and the car skidded several times. It's scary, okay!"

Yun Tuan smiled and said, "It's nothing serious, don't be nervous."