The paper man I raised is the boss of the end of the world (MTL)

Chapter 37: The mood of the cub is the most important

Chapter 37

Embodied...Shen Cheng has been thinking about what to visualize for a long time.

She initially thought about the wolf head in the embodied space, but when she tried to take it out, the system showed "insufficient mental strength", please upgrade the main character.

Oh. She let go of the phone with a blank expression: this is a disguised expression of "the characters are not rich enough to want us to do a loss-making business? No way".

The wolf head is dead, what about other things?

Shen Cheng picked up a few stumps and broken arms from the wasteland and put them in the space, first visualized a small piece and sent it to the unit.

When the courier arrived that day, she carefully found a place where no one was there and opened the package: it really contained half an arm!

"!!!" Shen Cheng was startled first.

This game company is too scary! Really cut off someone's arm and send it?

But looking at the bloody mass, it didn't seem to have any strange smell, and Chen Cheng dared to touch it: Micro Microsoft.

After touching it a few more times, she breathed a sigh of relief, picked it up and looked at it carefully, and found that it was an arm made of artificial material.

Shen Cheng was relieved.

For three consecutive days, she visualized her arms, thighs, and feet, and sent them to her home one by one.

When Shen Cheng came home two days ago, she found that the package had not been moved. On the third day, as soon as she got home, she found that her roommate's door was closed, and her package had obviously been opened.

The roommate's door was tightly closed, but a rustling sound could be vaguely heard behind the door. Shen Cheng rolled his eyes, pulled the curtains on all sides, and went to the kitchen to take a knife out. With a gloomy smile.

Her roommate huddled in the room, trembling as she watched secretly, thinking of going to the police and calling the police, but she was afraid that she had read it wrong, but she just listened to the sound of sharpening knives coming from the living room, and she kept shaking. Get up: God, what does my roommate want to do?

Shen Cheng doesn't want to do anything.

After she finished sharpening the kitchen knife, she took out her arm from the box, raised the knife in her hand high, and slashed it down!

The blood bag inside burst and splashed her face.

Shen Cheng stretched out his hand and dipped a drop, put it to his mouth and sniffed: it was sweet. syrup.

She smiled eccentrically and twisted, licking it as if to taste it, and then slashed, slashed again...until the arm was good, and the arm could not be seen at all.

The roommate's eyes are dark, so I don't know.

When she woke up, the house was quiet and there was nothing, and her boyfriend who was talking to her on the phone before had arrived, and now he was holding her in his arms, and the two looked at the expression on the door of the room. All with some fear.

"She's not here?" She made a mouth shape: Who she was talking about, her boyfriend knew very well.

He was also scared by what he heard just now. He actually didn't believe that the little girl was a murderer, but... his mind must be twisted!

Maybe it's a mental illness, a bipolar disorder with intermittent episodes!

He looked a little like her before... No, no, no, I can't provoke them to hide!