Bo Yi looked the pigeon over-the pigeon so fat he had gotten stuck-then looked him over again. At last, an expression that was truly hard to describe crossed his face.
He was a little reluctant to admit it, but after considerable hesitation, he still spoke, softly venturing, "Mitian?"
The pigeon bobbed his little pigeon head and gave a "coo," as though nodding.
Bo Yi: "..." Whatever hope he had been clinging to finally died.
Before they entered this Instance, Mitian had told him it would be relatively difficult. He had also promised Bo Yi that once the Instance opened, he would find a way to get in as quickly as possible.
Although Bo Yi felt he needed no help, he was not so heartless as to reject such pure, well-intentioned concern. So after entering the Instance, he had been waiting for Mitian to come online. In fact, considering how Mitian had appeared in the previous Instances, he had even experimented with the doctor that afternoon to see whether Mitian would "log in" through him. But even after the orderlies carried the doctor away, even after he disappeared completely, Bo Yi never saw a pair of red eyes.
Now, at last, he had seen those red eyes, but the situation had turned into-
He urgently needed backup, yet first he had to rescue his backup, who was stuck.
And Mitian, who was flapping about at the mouth of the vent... well, he was actually pretty embarrassed too.
First of all, Mr. Evil God needed to make a solemn declaration-
The "game skin" he had chosen for himself was absolutely not this fat pigeon!
After all, this was a sanatorium Instance, or rather, a hospital-type Instance. Instances of this type were largely alike. They might lack this or that, and different settings