Zhang Daoan's brain is really sharp. Although he often says "I speculate", those speculations are basically accurate results with a high probability based on all the current clues.
This was the first time he used the word "gamble".
Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment.
"A gamble?" Then he realized, "A familiar method? Do you know that NPC?"
Zhang Daoan shook his head: "I don't know him. But I am familiar with this way of leaving messages."
That was really familiar, the pile of [damaged] items and skills in his bag were proof of that.
And that crooked "temple" that you can't figure out what it means unless you are familiar with Arabic, it looks too familiar.
There was nothing that Zhang Daoan couldn't say to Jie Fangcheng.
"It could be a fragment of Zhang Daowu's soul." Zhang Daoan explained, "Because my situation is special, the people close to me had a hard time having a good ending before I was in my third year of high school and received your golden light of merit, so every time we chatted or left messages, we had to avoid many people."
Not just people.
In Zhang Daowu's case, it is certain that he can understand yin and yang. His eyes can see ghosts that ordinary people cannot see, but his body is still mortal. When he was young, he had no choice but to be bullied by evil spirits.
After he turned nine, Zhang Daoan knew how to take revenge, and his methods were often more terrifying than those of ghosts.
But no matter how strong he is, he cannot change the fact that Zhang Daowu is just a normal child. The gloomy and ghostly aura of Zhang Daoan is a disaster that is difficult to escape for those who are close to him.
Although the two brothers depend on each other, this way of "dependence" is very strange.
The two cannot live together, so the way they support each other is to put the things they want to pass on to each other in an old mailbox covered with talismans.
And they never use Chinese.
This was proposed by Zhang Daowu.
"As long as we don't use Chinese, no one will understand what's going on unless we take minority languages as an elective."
It was also in this old mailbox that an electronic watch suddenly appeared many years after Zhang Daowu's death.
This watch was a coming-of-age gift prepared for him by Zhang Daoan. However, what he didn't expect was that Zhang Daowu passed away just two days after the ceremony. His death was unclear and there were no wounds on his body. He looked like he was sleeping peacefully, except that his heart had lost its heartbeat.
It is said that he suddenly closed his eyes while climbing the mountain.
Everything happened too strangely. Zhang Daoan kept investigating the matter, but all the reasons that could be explained by science were completely untenable.
That leaves only one last way.
This road is not open to ordinary people, but Zhang Daoan has the golden light given by Jie Fangcheng to protect his body. He has been very successful for many years and is far away from that world.
There was no better choice, and the experts he could find in the field had no clue, so Zhang Daoan decided to contact them himself and embark on the path he should have avoided again.
What he didn't expect was that the watch appeared in his mailbox just when his research had achieved some results.
Under the watch was a German newspaper with the date of Zhang Daowu's death.
When Zhang Daoan put the watch on his hand, strangely enough, he immediately understood how to use the watch.
He clicked on a "system backpack" and found a bunch of damaged items inside.
The watch made a strange electrical sound in his mind.
[Player [… I]…]
[Update personal information]
[Vital signs detected... Unable to... peel off.]
[Login failed.]
[Try again... Land.]
[Player [Zhang Dao?]'s vital signs have not disappeared, please clean up...]
Without the need for any other evidence, Zhang Daoan was immediately certain.
His brother had entered a strange place and was now asking him for help.
Zhang Daoan did not hesitate.
If [vital signs] are the reason for the failed landing, then—
During the years of receiving the golden light, Zhang Daoan has been studying the golden light and ghostly aura on his body.
Although he cannot fully control it, for Zhang Daoan, it has become a part of him, so it is only natural for him to listen to him.
He also felt it was a pity. These golden lights were such a precious and gentle gift. They were the pass and ticket for him to see the underworld again when he entered it someday.
But at this moment, Zhang Daoan shattered the golden light without hesitation.
There was no golden light, and once again, countless noisy sounds came.
"Ahhh, I finally see the light of day again!"
"How can someone be so stupid? To give away one's own golden light of merit so casually!"
"What's wrong with that ghost messenger! Not only does he want to scare our souls away, he also wants to take away the golden light... ah!!"
The man named "Zhang Daoan" has been reborn under the nourishment of the gentle golden light.
Among the countless fragments of evil spirits' souls, the blood-red veins washed and absorbed the fragments, finally clearing out every fragment that should have belonged to him.
There is silence in my ears.
He was made up of countless evil spirit fragments, but that is not the case now.
Under the eerie ghostly aura, Zhang Daoan opened his eyes.
He could see that the world had turned blood red and dark once again.
He was on the road again.
[Player [Zhang Daowu], welcome to log in to the infinite game again, the personal attribute interface is being generated. ]
[Player profile update detected.]
[Player [Zhang Daoan], welcome to the infinite game "Don't Answer". The personal attribute interface is being generated for you. Please wait. ]
A white light flashed.
What Zhang Daoan was thinking at that time was: I told you earlier, if a child finds out that something is wrong... he should ask an adult for help in time.
Now, seeing this familiar method of leaving a message again, think about the NPC's performance.
So many years have passed, and Zhang Daowu has been alone in this game for so long. Many things about him have changed, but there are still some familiar aspects.
"It should be him."
Zhang Daowu is very smart. Although he is enthusiastic, generous and gentle, at the same time, he was able to create a union like Ronghua in this kind of game, so his methods are no worse than anyone else's.
To defend your ideals, you need to put in more effort than just going with the crowd, and it cannot be done with just passion.
And a bag of sprouted rice is the message he wants to convey.
It looks like the rice is sprouting because of moisture, but considering the weather in Qiming City, it is much more difficult to make rice sprout than to make it moldy.
This half bag of rice was cultivated deliberately and not placed there carelessly.
It seems... Zhang Daowu also discovered that he was being monitored.
Originally, Zhang Daoan thought that Ji Chaoyang was monitoring players like them, but the vague message left carefully by Zhang Daowu made him realize that this copy was originally used by Ji Chaoyang to imprison and monitor Zhang Daowu.
According to the setting in the copy, the gods have supreme power and even the power to bewitch people.
But they already knew that the so-called "bewitching" was actually "replacement", replacing the original people with the transformed Huimeng fish, that is, the gods' servants.
In this case, Ji Chaoyang will not allow anyone to "seduce" Zhang Daowu.
But just look at the residents of Qiming City and you will know that even if they are not replaced by the "Huimeng Fish", ordinary people will be brainwashed because of the surrounding environment.
But both Ji Chaoyang and Zhang Daoan knew very well that given Zhang Daowu's character, he was someone who would not be brainwashed.
It is precisely this kind of people who are more likely to get close to others if they see someone similar to themselves in the mud.
Ji Chaoyang likes to appear as a savior, so why did he imprison Zhang Daowu in this copy? Thinking about the reason, Zhang Daoan's thinking space suddenly changed.
As Jie Fangcheng was listening to his explanation, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, and he immediately understood what he had not said.
"Come back and chop up Ji Chaoyang, and send your brother to the Underworld." Manager Xie was very generous, "With my connections in the Underworld, it doesn't matter if your brother is an illegal resident."
Zhang Daoan turned to look at him, smiled, and shook his head.
"Ji Chaoyang is not an idiot. He carefully selected this copy. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."
When I, as a "mortal", slashed Ji Chaoyang in the face with the knife, it really scared him.
Having been nearly plotted against and killed by the person he considered to be a background figure, Ji Chaoyang's biggest worry now is himself.
Zhang Daoan had no doubt about this.
The thinking space is an extremely private place. Since he has mastered the method of entering and exiting freely and bringing others in and out, Zhang Daoan has been completely sure that this place is safe and cannot be monitored.
The important exchanges between him and Jie Fangcheng were all in the thinking space, especially the discussion about Zhang Daowu.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Ji Chaoyang to know what they had discovered.
But when he saw Zhang Daowu contacting him, he used the power of "God" without hesitation.
"First, he doesn't know whether Zhang Daowu will tell me something. Zhang Daowu is a very smart person. If he finds out that he is being monitored, he will definitely hide his thoughts. Second, killing him is also to confuse me."
I watched them talk about important things in their minds. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I thought they must be very important.
Killing Zhang Daowu seemed to prove that this so-called thinking space was also unsafe.
But Zhang Daoan's control over his own thinking space was unheard of even by Jie Fangcheng, a ghost messenger who had lived for so many years, let alone Ji Chaoyang? He was 100% sure that there was no problem with his thinking space, which in turn led to the conclusion that Ji Chaoyang was indeed panicking.
“He’s watching us.”
As a god and the current controller of this game, he is still afraid of humans who are supposed to be ants.
"Do you know how to pass the level?" asked Jie Fangcheng.
Zhang Daoan just said again: "Let's take a gamble and believe the message left by Zhang Daowu. The breakthrough point is in the field behind the temple. You can plant some seeds tomorrow to see if you can grow a Son of God. After gathering all the Sons of God, open the temple. If there is only Ji Chaoyang in the temple, then you have won once and for all. Manager Jie can go back to work overtime."
Jie Fangcheng looked at him in shock.
Zhang Daoan continued: "I will help you write the report."
Jie Fangcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "What if I lost?"
Zhang Daoan nodded: "Manager Xie, please go back and work overtime."
He didn't say the next sentence.
Jie Fangcheng frowned, "Is there no safer way?"
Zhang Daoan lowered his head and smiled, but did not answer the question. Instead, he suddenly asked, "Manager Xie, how many people can beat you?"
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but he was very honest, "If we each keep one life, there will be three or four people who are stronger than me."
"Is there any way to fight without leaving one life for each of us?"
"Yes." Jie Fangcheng nodded. "If we both perish together, I can kill anyone."
(End of this chapter)