Nan Zhou wanted to guard Jiang Fang for a while longer, and wanted to keep the memory in his mind for a longer time.
But the more you care about it, the easier it is to get stuck.
He grabbed Jiang Fang's fingers seriously and rested his head on his shoulder.
Jiang Fang looked down at Nanzhou from this angle, and when his expression moved, his eye sockets tingled faintly.
The scene in front of him skillfully overlapped with the scene in which Nan Zhou was leaning against his arms dripping with blood.
The hot and salty blood flowed down the brow bone into the pain in the back of his eyes, causing him to squint uncontrollably.
Jiang Fang's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and Nan Zhou, who was leaning on him, naturally noticed it immediately.
He didn't ask the reason, just gently pressed his palm against his chest, knocked twice as if knocking on the door, and whispered to his heart, "Shh."
Jiang Fang thought it was funny, and his heart was soothed by his small gestures, so he lowered his head and kissed his hair finely.
Those modalities that he thought could not be done in the past, now with the emotional interpretation, these tender little actions, Jiang Fang is very natural.
It's a pity that no matter how well he winked at him, the opposite Nan Zhou couldn't understand much.
He only thought in general terms that it was all good.
Specifically, he couldn't say.
Nan Zhou reported: "I'm going to sleep."
Jiang Fang touched his palm: "Well."
Nan Zhou was a little reluctant: "I will get up early tomorrow. Did I forget everything you said to me?"
Jiang Fang said very smoothly: "Even if you forget yourself, I will help you remember."
After he finished saying this, he laughed first.
"I said that, didn't I?"
Nan Zhou nodded.
In the copy of [Sha, Sha, Sha], Jiang Fang used the same words to comfort himself.
And every word he said, Jiang Fang was working hard to realize it.
Nan Zhou closed his eyes and felt a rare peace in his heart.
When they fell asleep holding hands, there was chaos in the high-dimensional space.
This confusion was not entirely due to the failure of the assassination of the "Lifang Ark", but that they finally found the reason for the "fighting" success.
It stands to reason that two groups of high-dimensional people join forces to play the "king game". As long as a suitable dealer is inserted as the host, they are not completely without a chance to turn the tables.
As a result, the originally predetermined result, which was originally a simple operation at the level of "1+1=2", turned out to be such a mistake that an Yi Shuige snatched it away.
They traced the source and found out that it was actually the signal transmitted from the new "paper gold" signal tower invested and built by Qujinsha, which realized the blocking and interference of the world channel by the high-dimensional people!
Today's "Gravity" is based on the previous version of "Gravity".
The existence of "Universal Gravity" itself almost touches the truth of the world, and it is the first step taken by people on earth to explore higher dimensions.
Of course, this was not intentional, and in the eyes of the earthly people, this sophisticated advanced technology is just a simple thatched cottage in the eyes of high-dimensional people.
But tall buildings cannot rise from the ground after all.
Besides, the Earth copy is for them. It was too old to be old, and it was filled with countless new lives that were difficult to control. For a while, the high-dimensional people didn't know how to start.
After some discussion, they simply hijacked a band of "Gravity" and seized the consciousness of a group of players who happened to be in a safe spot, and then gradually progressed to "Rusty City", "Paper Gold", "Homeland Island" ”, “Gucheng State”, and “Squirrel Town” five security points as the foundation, and opened up channels with other world copies in their hands, so as to build impressive high-rise buildings.
However, the "safe spot" is always a weak point anyway.
The high-dimensional people don't care much about it.
This group of human players is a group of trash fish that they have recruited. Just to survive and compete for oxygen, they will do their best, even if they watch them gather together, plan what signal station to build, and communicate with the outside world. People are also less worried and laugh off a lot. The right should be that these people know that they can't compete for the first place. They simply organize idle people and find some things for them to do. It can also prevent some people from playing to the back and unbalanced mentality. □ □ burning, rashness Hu Wei.
… just like what happens in the regional servers of other countries.
In those district servers, even in the most peaceful "homeland island", the fighting never stopped.
In contrast, although Jiang Fang Nanzhou's district server had occasional disputes, it was already quite harmonious.
However, the high-dimensional people originally thought that these players were just passing the time, and the tower they built was also a tower on the sand that could be overturned with a slight push. Who would have thought that what they really wanted to build was the sky-high Babel tower
In the stories in the "Old Testament", in order to prevent mortals from ascending to the sky, God set up language as a barrier for people, so that people who originally wanted to build the Tower of Babel fought each other and eventually dispersed, and it was difficult to achieve a major event.
But this time it was all the other way around.
These players were frightened, flustered, and suspicious of each other at first. They stumbled to where they are today, but instead they twisted into a rope, and used the various items that "God" gave them to build a new ladder.
What is quite magical is that the modern Tower of Babel actually looks like a signal base station.
Although the signal tower cannot affect the high-dimensional people, it can interfere with the various instructions issued by the high-dimensional people to the "safe point", which means that the high-dimensional people's control over the safe point is greatly reduced.
Not only for the "Cube Ark", their restrictions on ordinary players have been greatly weakened!
The high-dimensional people were anxious, and after identifying the source of the problem, they naturally wanted to destroy the signal tower immediately.
But the number of people they can use in the game now, after all, it turns out that there are only the little couple of useless firewood left.
The two of them just made up their minds and used their heartless skills to the extreme. Last night, when "Cube Ark" and "Rumeng" were betting on their lives, the two of them danced in a nearby disco. In the middle of the night, Ye Di, after drinking a belly of wine, turned off the communicator, slept soundly, and would never do anything that would kill him.
Now that the game is about to end, and everyone is watching, it's too late to put in the right people.
When all the cameras were shocked and angry at Yi Shuige, the initiator of all this, he was standing on the rooftop, leaning against the railing to smoke.
He was wearing a black turtleneck, but the collar was loose for some reason, the neckline was sagging, and there were subtle scratches and a pink hickey on the neck.
He bit the filter rhythmically, and while shaking off the soot, his eyes were always on the signal tower 100 meters away.
Suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked at a camera diagonally above.
There are thousands of strands in his eyes, and the hidden light is flowing. Because of the props, his eyes are not like human eyes anymore. When he stares at people with magnanimity, people can't help but feel a sudden shock.
There are as many invisible cameras as beehives, he may just casually glanced at the sky, and it happened to meet his eyes.
However, before the high-dimensional people's self-comfort was over, Yi Shuige took out a simple signal amplifier from his pocket.
He clicked.
Seven or eight cameras suddenly appeared in mid-air, completely out of control, fell like a broken-winged bird, fell to the ground, and collapsed into a cloud of data fly ash.
Yi Shuige, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his eyebrows and smiled in the air with a kind of childish air of prank success.
While Gao Wei was terrified, even the chief director was at a loss for such a situation that was gradually getting out of control, and his mouth was speechless.
"What are you panicking about?"
A cold and majestic mechanical voice sounded in the studio at the right time: "Yi Shuige is not important. There is no need to observe him. As long as the 'Cube Ark' doesn't win, they can stay in a safe place and stay safe. As long as the oxygen runs out."
The one who spoke was the master planner of "Gravity" who never showed up.
He quickly calmed down the slightly turbulent emotions with three or two sentences: "For the copy of 'The Ark', we have preliminarily selected five."
Hearing him say this, the chief director also cheered up a little: "How is it compared to the one in the church?"
As a director, he will browse through the content of the copy provided by the planning in advance, and make overall arrangements and planning, estimate the plot and climax points, and ensure that the follow-up work is in place in a timely manner, and the start, inheritance, transfer, and integration are fascinating.
But the church copy, as a copy itself, is really unfair.
The warning is unknown, the clues are few, and the NPCs also have a super degree of freedom. Unless Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang open their eyes, and wait for the Duke and the priest to make a move, the east and west sides will attack together and kill the two directly. As the plot develops, the end result will still be the same.
To put it bluntly, the dungeon itself was used to clear the testers, and there were no other people watching. There were only a few test service supervisors watching their dying struggles, which was completely different from the current situation.
Because of the frequent actions of the program team, the audience was suspicious, and countless pairs of eyes stared at them. If there was an obvious imbalance in the difficulty of the dungeon, I am afraid it would offend the players even more.
The master planner didn't answer, just smiled coldly.
Back then, Jiang Fang took Nan Zhou with a large team of 12 people. Everyone was experienced. Even the least experienced one had already experienced 16 or 7 dungeons.
In contrast, the current five-man team is completely a patchwork rubbish team.
Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou were not unkillable existences.
Li Yinhang is a complete responder.
Chen Sufeng just died of his partner in a dungeon, and his ability can be considered above the pass line at most.
In the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, even if he regarded the "Li Fang Ark" as a means of getting rid of his crimes, he did not dare to fight against Gao Wei, and the "Li Fang Ark" could not really trust him. This time, his original ability At least five percent off.
Even if the mouse is added, this temporary team, in the eyes of the chief planner, is nothing but a mob.
They will regret it if they dare to pinch their heads and go against Gao Wei.
…
After the night passed, Nan Zhou slowly opened his eyes.
His brain structure is different from that of normal people, and his mind is susceptible to fragility. In addition, he has been deprived of a memory, and the quality of sleep is extremely poor. Unless there is an emergency, he often has to stay in bed for dozens of minutes before he fully wakes up. come over.
However, soon, this feeling of laziness and powerlessness was broken by a little external force.
Someone gently kissed his cheek: "Good morning."
Nan Zhou gave a low "um", and while trying to restart his spirit, he politely replied: "Good morning."
Jiang Fang: "Do you remember what happened last night?"
Nan Zhou snorted and repeated: "'...Last night'?"
... it seems to have forgotten.
Jiang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and his flushed complexion turned back to normal.
He spoke to him softly: "Then at least remember who I am?"
Nan Zhou nodded, and buried his face on him again to avoid the light.
This little animal-like habit made Jiang Fang laugh for a while, so he hugged him and made him lie on top of him.
When Nan Zhou didn't wake up, he could only lie down on his stomach, but he woke up much faster. In less than a quarter of an hour, he was completely awake.
The two went to the npc breakfast shop to buy breakfast together.
The people outside had already woken up, Chen Sufeng quietly folded the blankets, Yuan Mingqing had a thoughtful look on his face.
On the other hand, Li Yinhang and Nanji Xing, because they stayed up until the second half of the night, can't sleep without knowing what year it will be, and Nanji Xing simply slept in a human form.
When the two were woken up for breakfast, they both had tousled hair and sleepy eyes, which was interesting.
As soon as the few people sat down, the steaming breakfast bag had not been opened, and Yuan Mingqing couldn't wait to give his opinion.
"The chief planner is definitely picking a dungeon now. The longer it drags on, the more troublesome it will be." Yuan, Ming and Qing straight to the point, "I suggest that we'd better enter the dungeon immediately."
The author has something to say: as soon as the foreshadowing arrives, it will be kakaka - but the little couple is still released w
happy tanabata w