Copy outside.
The top floor this time may be due to the different way of opening it. Most of the players who enter it are not too self-absorbed. Tens of millions of players in the world inside the building looked at these perspectives, almost simultaneously watching what happened in the two camps.
Geng Liang's perspective is also open.
When he first loaded the copy, he was surrounded by players from the Shenzhai camp.
Even if Yan Wei is in an absolute weak position due to evil thoughts and hatred, there is always a principle of fairness in the dungeon. The number of people in the Shenzhai camp is almost twice that of the Guanyin School camp, but relatively, the tasks faced by the dozen or so players in the Shenzhai camp are also difficult, and they need to deal with the Shenzhai camp from the very beginning. Far beyond other places? Resentment.
On the other hand, each side's ? camp has a ? initial load? player who is in the enemy's camp.
On Yanwei's side, Lin Qiao is in this position. Although she and Song Chengan and Yu Zhengqing were recorded at the same? place? and time, but she is actually in Shen's house? camp.
Geng Liang belongs to the camp of Guanyin School, but his "loading location" is Shen's house.
Like Lin Qiao, Geng Liang simply followed his own situation and pretended to be a player in Shen's camp, and went undercover in Shen's house. This camp also went through the stage of undercover investigation, but it was Yan Wei's side, Lin Qiao was picked out by Yan Wei, and Shen's house, Geng Liang did a lot of tricks, successfully sneaking into the enemy camp .
From his perspective, the player outside the dungeon clearly watched how did Geng Liang get into the camp of Shen Zhai
At this moment, in the dungeon, the players in the Guanyin Academy camp got the numbers of both camps, and the players outside the dungeon also knew the numbers of the camps.
"Isn't it? That's right... There are already eight people at the Guanyin Academy, headed by Song Cheng'an, plus Geng Liang, who is undercover in Shen's house, nine people, which do not match the number given by the dungeon. "
"The numbers given by the copy may have problems, but the ones with problems may be people."
"I thought the same as Geng Liang. There was an undercover agent in the camp of the Guanyin School. One from each side had infiltrated the opposing camp, so the numbers seemed to be the same on both sides, but in fact they had infiltrated an undercover agent from the opposing camp. But the person who sneaked in from Shen's house was Geng Liang, which is obvious. Lin Qiao, who was supposed to be an undercover agent, was also found out, which one from the Guanyin Academy? They are all sincere? Huh?"
"..."
During the conversation, Ding Xiao sighed.
She doesn't remember many things, but she still remembers those things about Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei's past, and sometimes she remembers some important pasts more clearly than her own.
"Sister Ding," Xu Miaomiao found her? No? Right, "What's the matter with you? This? What's going on with the two camps? Is there one on Yanwei's side? There is one? The figure is undercover, can't it? Maybe someone Not at all? Do you know that you are in the wrong camp?"
Ding Xiao shook his head: "He knows. Even if he knows, he will always be on Yan Wei's side."
After knowing the number of people in the camp, the school boy came to knock on the door of Yan Wei's room, saying that Mr. Bai had almost rested, and made an appointment with Yan Wei and the others to talk about the matter of Guanyin Town tomorrow.
Before Lin Qing and the others came back, Yan Wei helped them, and the book boy left them after a while.
Yan Wei closed the door, regained consciousness, and saw? Yan Mingguang was sitting by the bed, looking up at him.
Yan Mingguang's eyebrows are naturally cold, and his pupils are very dark, like an endless deep pool. But when he looked at Yan Wei, his eyes were always soft and gentle, and his eyes were always fixed on Yan Wei's body, as if he would run away if he didn't pay attention.
This time again, Yan Mingguang looked at him with soft eyes as always.
But Yan Wei felt that Yan Mingguang looked at him much more than before.
Not? Looking at him intentionally or unintentionally while getting along, but looking at every part of him intentionally and strongly.
This kind of gaze, on the contrary, seems to be a kind of final lingering, as if every moment and every second is precious, as if there is no chance if you don't look at it at this time. When Yan Wei was young, when he occasionally encountered the dying of his relatives before they passed away, he would always meet such eyes.
Like this? His eyes were too long and lingering. When he turned around, Yan Mingguang still looked at him like this for a while, and then he restrained his eyes.
He froze for a moment, then walked up to Yan Mingguang's? shoulders with his hands, lowered his head, and put his forehead against Yan Mingguang's? forehead. When Yan Wei turned off the projection angle, the man took advantage of the situation and hugged him.
Yan Wei's heart? No? Reality became more and more serious.
The number of people in the camp was clearly determined, and he repelled all the temptations and persuasions made by him several times, and everything was going on step by step amidst various accidents. Why is it getting worse and worse? Are you down-to-earth
He said, "Teacher Yan—"
Yan Mingguang already blocked his mouth.
The warm feeling came from the lips, igniting the heat in Yan Wei's whole body.
The sun is slowly setting down from the center, and the snow on the ground has hardly melted, exuding a dazzling white color. The light is extraordinarily hazy under the reflection of the white snow, and separated by a thin layer of window paper, when it spills in, there are floating dust particles all around.
Those blurred fragrances in the flower building finally arrived slowly at this moment.
Lin Zhen knocked on the door more than a dozen times.
There was obviously someone inside? There was no movement, but Yan Wei didn't know what was going on. He sent a message and knocked on the door, only to hear a hurried "wait a moment" from inside.
The doors and windows of this era don't have any sealing ability in front of people like them. He can easily enter with a little force or by breaking through the window. Lin Zhen knocked over, raised his hand and was about to hit the door, but behind him Lin Qing raised his hand indifferently and grabbed Lin Zhen's hair.
"Aww, brother!!!"
Lin Qing: "Wait?"
"All right, all right, all right."
After a while, the door finally opened
Yan Mingguang was wearing a Zhou Zheng's thick white sweater, but his outer shirt was rather casually put on? He seemed to come out in a hurry.
He looked as usual: "Whose room is next door?"
Yu Feizhou replied, "The left is mine, and the right is Lin Zhen's."
Yan Mingguang came out, turned around and slowly closed the door, and said, "Let's talk in your room first."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for other people's opinions, he turned around and walked towards Yu Feizhou's room first. Lin Qing was the second with a dull face and followed. Yu Feizhou and Lin Zhen didn't care at all, so they immediately followed. Song Chengan didn't have any objection to what these two said, so he followed suit.
Yu Zhengqing held back for a long time, thinking of Yan Mingguang's hand that knocked the mountain and shook the tiger before, but said nothing, and turned around resentfully.
Zhong Bufan: "?"
Why is Yu Zhengqing so obedient all of a sudden
In this dungeon with players facing each other, he has always been at the core, responsible for planning and arranging all actions. This time, although it is the top-level dungeon, aren't they all these old friends who have almost met each other in the world in the building? Why this time, brought a few more? New? High-level players, he looks like a? Little brother instead
Zhong Bufan glanced at this closed door, and quickly followed the people who were going to talk about things in the Yufeizhou room, and shouted: "Hey, where is Yan Wei? He seems to know V very well. Of? Breaking the game?, I want to talk to him more about V... "
In the room, Yan Wei put on his robe leisurely.
The clothes of this era were much more cumbersome than their everyday clothes, and he fiddled with them for a long while before putting them back on in a proper manner. Picking up and putting on the last warm overshirt, I caught a glimpse of the swallow pendant on the bedside out of the corner of my eye.
Yan Wei paused.
Just now...
It seems that he wanted to bite Yan Mingguang when he was dimly conscious. Where, but? No? Too willing, he finally bit on the pendant, biting? Biting? He dragged it off and landed on the head of the bed.
Yan Wei stretched out his hand and picked up the pendant.
This "swallow pendant" is not any prop at all, it's just an ordinary decoration, but that's why Yan Mingguang and his backhands were able to stay on this? Wouldn't it be connected by Lou? Format it away. Although it is useless now, Yan Mingguang still wears it.
The same goes for his coin? He brought into the building? These two custom-made? Coins, one containing the fragments of the moon wheel and all his data memories, turned into a "duplicate" and kept it, allowing him to be on the forty-ninth floor It's time to get back everything before formatting. And the other coin, because it is not counted as any props in the building, will follow him into the first floor again when he comes back.
If you go out in the future... these things can be regarded as witnesses.
Yan Wei put away the pendant and turned to look for Yan Mingguang and the others.
When he walked into Yu Feizhou's room, Yan Mingguang just finished talking about what they found. Yu Feizhou was saying: "There is indeed a person in their camp who imitates skills. After we succeeded in sowing dissension, we hid next to Shen's house and observed for a while. They started fighting because they didn't have a deal. What? They even used Yu Zhengqing's? skill."
Yu Zhengqing didn't? He said in a good mood: "No? It's good to learn."
Lin Qing: "I don't know that person. He is probably a super-high-level player earlier than all of us. Judging by the extent of their quarrel, this person's status in that camp is not low."
If it's just an ordinary member of the camp, if you really doubt it, just exclude it first. But after Lin Zhen and Lin Qing took action, the Shen residence immediately had a quarrel, and it seemed that the suspected matter had to be resolved immediately. That can only mean that this person who can imitate other people's skills Has a key position in the camp.
Yan Wei stepped into the door and said, "I know this person."
Everyone looked at him immediately.
His expression didn't change, "His name is Zhuo Xidong, and he has been a group of players from the world inside the building very long ago. His skill is limited number of times and time, and he can copy people he has seen before." Skills and props. In the earliest days, there were not as many players as there are now in the dungeon of the world inside the building, and there were few camp confrontations or economic models. His skill can only be regarded as an auxiliary skill, which is convenient for breaking the game Sometimes you can reuse the required skills and props. But later, the player has more and more internal conflicts, and he is like a fish in water. He is a difficult opponent. I didn't expect him to be alive now... ”
It's been so long, Yan Wei hasn't heard or seen any news about Zhuo Xidong, thinking that Zhuo Xidong, like those super high-level players he once knew, died in the waste of time. Which? Ninety-odd floors? In the copy.
He and Zhuo Xidong are old rivals.
Zhuo Xidong is an opponent? He also thinks that he should face it squarely. Zhuo Xidong doesn't want to meet him too much? He—after all, he is in a copy, always the most dangerous? Zhuo Xidong has lived for so long The old players cherish their lives the most and are most afraid of meeting him.
They fought against each other in a dungeon, but they had never seen each other. They never thought that at this moment, they would face each other openly again.
Yan Wei suddenly felt a strange sense of fate. Those people who didn't catch up with him in the past are standing side by side with him again at this moment, and those opponents who have dealt with each other in the past also bumped into each other again at this moment.
"With Zhuo Xidong's abilities, he must be the leader of the Shen Zhai camp." Yan Wei said.
Zhong Bufan exclaimed: "You actually know this guy? Old Song doesn't even know!"
Song Chengan hurriedly waved his hands: "No? Did you? Yes, what I knew? It's not too much." How dare he compete with Yan Wei for the limelight.
Zhong Bufan didn't understand: "I've checked many dungeon records, why haven't I seen this Zhuo Xidong?"
"Because he is a player who has never opened the main perspective, and has never participated in a dungeon that passively opens the perspective." Yan Wei said, "In fact, he participated in a very famous... Dungeon-Onimuma, he is the second place in that dungeon."
Zhong Bufan suddenly realized: "That? The mysterious player who lost out to V is him!? I have studied the dungeon in Ghost Swamp several times. There is no light in the dungeon, and it is completely black from the beginning to the end. I can't see who it is in the records, the mysterious player who is the second? No information has been released yet, so it turns out that he is the second. "
He raised his hand and pointed at Yan Wei: "I have watched so many copies of V. I don't know, but you know that you also study V, and study it harder than me! Song Chengan also lied to me, saying that you Haven't seen V's copy records."
Song Chengan: "..." He really? Didn't? He didn't lie.
Yan Wei: "..." Why is he looking at his copy records
"I really haven't seen it." Yan Wei didn't ask Guan Zhong annoyedly, but just sat down beside Yan Mingguang and brought the topic back to the game between the two sides.
"Now it's obvious that Shen Zhai is another camp, but we know so little about them."
Song Chengan nodded his head: "If Jiang Jingyun's death is the source of all grievances in Shen's house, will her ghost body or corpse still be in Shen's house? In this way, it makes sense, Shen's house is full of resentment The root cause is much more dangerous than ours, so the number of players in their camp is almost twice as many as ours. But the same thing, they should know more about Shen's house and Shen Yuanwai, we Have to pull this back? Poor information."
Zhong Bufan slapped his thigh: "Isn't this easy? They are acting like this day and night, and it doesn't make sense to reason. Sooner or later, they will go to the point of using violence to solve it. Wait for them to fight among themselves." When the fight breaks out, let Lin Qing and Lin Zhen go to Shen's house to pick up a leak, not only can they continue to confuse them, but they can also try to catch someone back."
Zhong Bu? Fan said, Yan Wei also saved his tongue.
He smiled, and Song Chengan already understood what he meant: "Then I will sneak into Shen's mansion together with Lin Qing and Lin Zhen at night, and take advantage of their internal strife to catch a player from their camp to come back."
midnight.
Yan Wei listened to the notification that he was not dead or turned on, and suddenly there was a crashing sound from the window. His door was clearly open, but Lin Zhen wanted to come in through the window, and he was still holding a young man who was tied up by five flowers in his hand.
"Little pet, let me help you catch him." Lin Zhen threw the man on the ground. "They did fight, and the fight was quite fierce. How many people were injured? My brother and I took the opportunity to catch him." One? Catch it back. Zhong Bu? Fan Bai? Tian also asked me to catch someone and ask him to ask, I'll bring it to you first, is that enough? Enough righteousness?"
Yan Wei couldn't laugh or cry.
He asked Lin Zhen to fix the window, got up by himself, and walked to the player who was tied into a rice dumpling by Lin Zhen and had his mouth sealed. This person's eyes are still covered with a cloth, but the blindfold is quite delicate, it doesn't look like Lin Zhenmeng's, but more like the person's own blindfold.
He squatted down calmly, looked at the player who was hesitating all the time, and simply raised his hand, and undid the tool that sealed the player's mouth.
"Come on," he said with a smile, "You seem to want to talk, why don't you introduce yourself?"
Successfully infiltrated the enemy as an undercover agent of one's own side but was kidnapped back from the enemy by one of his own? Geng Liang: "."
For a while, I didn't know what to say.
Asking is fate.