Ordinary people will be offended when they hear this.
Feng Peng devoted himself to science, but was unexpectedly reasonable. After analyzing the principle and existence time of love hormones, he resolutely came to the conclusion that this thing usually subsides within a few years, and the other party can wait for decades before moving. It is already a manifestation of a developed brain.
Ji Heng: "If you want to understand ancient history now, where can you find a breakthrough?"
Feng Peng repeatedly emphasized a truth: "You missed the best time."
He is a genius, but also crazy. He agrees with the central plan in his heart. At first, he was just trying to fight for the central position. Now people die and become ghosts, and it is useless to fight.
On the other hand, death cannot quench curiosity. Feng Peng couldn't wait to see what the world would look like after the launch of the plan, but this sustenance was gone not long ago.
When he couldn't get an answer, Ji Heng didn't even look at him, as if the old man had lost his value, he turned around and left.
"and many more!"
Ji Heng ignored it.
Feng Peng: "The small house at No. 320 Taicheng Street, you used to go there often."
Ji Heng stopped and turned sideways: "What do you want?"
Feng Peng: "The truth...or the truth."
After his death, he was included in the game and completely lost his freedom due to the restrictions of the rules. He was eager to know the rules of all this.
Ji Heng coldly expressed ignorance.
Feng Peng: "Tell me what you know."
Ji Heng was also frank, telling all of his experiences over the years and the mortal situation.
Feng Peng was thoughtful after hearing this, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a burst of strong heart palpitations, and knew that the rules were warning him. Helplessly skip this topic: "That room is weird, I went to it once before I died."
What's weird is not specified.
Ji Heng knew that it was time to stop, and this time, he really didn't stop and walked out.
Feng Peng's vicissitudes of life came from behind: "In the face of survival, civilization and barbarism are not completely opposites. I hope you can understand this."
All they did was to live and take root in the new world.
Of course Ji Heng understood, but he felt disgusting. Taking the human brain transplant program as an example, it needed a young and healthy body, and waiting for the original owner of the body could only end up being ripped off alive and brain dead.
The moon is very full tonight.
Sur looked up at the moon with his neck up for a long time, and didn't turn his head back when he heard footsteps: "Look at it for another two minutes, and I guess I'll turn into a werewolf."
Xu Yangyang didn't have any intention of joking. Ever since he knew Ji Heng's aboriginal identity, he had a slight delusional disorder of game persecution. He was eager to produce a copy, and hurriedly asked, "Any clues?"
Ji Heng recited the address given by Feng Peng.
Xu Yangyang subconsciously prepared to locate, and suddenly thought that everyone's tablet had been deliberately lost.
Sur leisurely walked around to the back of the library, found the place where the mark was made, dug out the backpack, and sent the tablets back one by one.
When Xu Yangyang took it, he said speechlessly, "...the calculation is really good."
"Overwhelmed." Sur responded casually.
The library is not far from the location Feng Peng said, and it only takes 20 minutes to drive.
There are no vehicles parked on the roadside, only a row of shared bicycles is locked under the tree. Logically, it was time to race against time, but Sur stood by the bicycle and kept looking down at the tablet.
Ji Heng glanced at it, it was a few messages from Li Shuo, asking where he was now.
"Send where we're going."
Sur did not reply due to the sense of crisis, thinking about the possibility of Li Shuo being parasitized. The number of parasites is increasing every hour from morning till now.
"In case it's a parasite..."
Ji Heng: "Feng Peng said that there is something strange in that place, and it is dangerous for us to go there, and the parasites won't be able to please."
It is a good thing to have a balance of power.
Sur did as he was told, turned on the voice navigation and put on his backpack again. After riding less than two meters, he suddenly slowed down: "I always feel like I forgot something."
Turning around, he took one last look at the library and fell into deep thought.
In the darkness, a slap-sized clay figurine was madly running towards here with his legs open. Sur guiltily rode back, picked it up and put it in his pocket: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Having seen each other's scum for a long time, the little clay figurine silently clawed at the side of his pocket.
Xu Yangyang and others in front had already ridden a long distance, and Sur filled with some yin to comfort him, and quickly caught up.
The empty street, under the night wind blowing, has a different artistic conception. If it weren't for the annoying white clumps in the air, they might be able to take a serious look at the scenery along the way.
There was an area densely populated with insect eggs at the intersection that must be passed, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief one after another. It was much easier to deal with insect eggs than to deal with parasites.
Sur saw that the bugs would more or less bypass Zhu Yu, and Xu Yangyang, who was walking almost side by side, also noticed it.
Zhu Yu calmly said: "I have a way to let the eggs live in my body for a period of time, and they may be mistaken for the same kind."
Too much resistance of Bai Xu increases, Xu Yangyang pedals hard, frowning: "What on earth are you trying to do?"
How can anyone use themselves to carry out human experiments
Zhu Yu smiled mysteriously, still not giving up the original idea.
At this moment, Ji Heng's cold voice came from behind: "She wants to bring out the eggs, cultivate them in the real world, and interfere with the game by completely destroying the player's behavior."
The harsh friction sounded, hearing that Xu Yangyang almost lost his balance and got off the bicycle.
Zhu Yu frowned, probably not expecting to be easily dismantled. The seeds of doubt have been planted, and denial is useless. After a while, the corners of the lips curved into a sarcastic arc: "A game that no one plays has no value in existence."
Xu Yangyang said solemnly: "The game can introduce new players."
Ji Heng's existence shows that the real world may be false.
"So what?" Zhu Yu's mouth widened: "I don't believe that it is easy for the game to attract players."
It will never be easy for someone in a copy world to lose all the memories of one of the aborigines.
He didn't speak for more than half a sentence, and put this sentence down. When the others were still entangled by bugs, Zhu Yu speeded up and threw them a large distance away.
Xu Yangyang's tone was cold: "She has had enough, but I haven't."
The game has lifted the mode of restricting cannibalism, and we have to find an opportunity to start.
Sur disagreed: "Everyone has fought side by side, don't do it too much."
Xu Yangyang let out a soft snort and cursed the Holy Father in his heart. It is not terrible to be kind, but it is the wrong place to use it.
A soft sigh drifted into the night sky.
"Just chop off the limbs before the copy is released."
"… "
"Zhu Yu's wounds are concentrated on his arm, and the live worm eggs must be stored there," Sur said after thinking about it seriously: "No matter how serious the injury is in the game, it can be recovered in the moment of returning to the transfer station."
"… "
Xu Yangyang and Jia Kanhua felt that their three views had been subverted, including Princess Camellia who was walking alone in the night.
You say he is vicious, but you are the only one who advocates not to kill people.
But if you say he is kind, what kind of person would have come up with such an idea
In a tumultuous mood, the group arrived at their destination one after another.
"It's weird."
Sur came to a conclusion after just one glance.
Ji Heng nodded.
In a city where every inch of land is so precious, it is unbelievable to have such a piece of land vacated.
The lock on the door is just a pretense, not really fastened. Zhu Yu was the first to arrive. She pushed the door lightly and opened in response. She was prepared to retreat in advance, but she couldn't see a bit of white fluff inside the door.
In a world that is about to be completely occupied by insects, there is even more serenity and peace.
Looking back at the players who were standing a few steps away, Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Come in together?"
Everyone knows that the calmer it is, the weirder it will be, but she doesn't have the great spirit of being a guiding stone.
Sur took the initiative to step forward: "I have a high Charisma value and go ahead so that I can easily determine whether there are ghosts. If you are in danger, please take cover."
The words were sincere, and Zhu Yu's expression couldn't help softening a little. Although he had been calculated once before, the purpose of tracing the origin of Sur was to protect his companions, which was a rare affection and righteousness. Nowadays, even if the force value is not high, he is willing to take the initiative to take the lead. His temperament is really good.
"Okay," hesitated for a while, then warned in a warm voice, "be careful."
This scene was seen by the people behind, and Xu Yangyang's expression was the most exciting. Seeing the trust and admiration in Zhu Yu's eyes, he was speechless: "It's a pity that time cannot be turned back."
Otherwise, Zhu Yu should really see the picture of the other side Feng Qingyundan saying that he wants to chop off his limbs, I don't know if he can still laugh.
He even suspected that Sur's move was just to gain Zhu Yu's trust so that he could act in the end.
There was a towering ancient tree planted in the yard, and Sur used his charm to inhale lightly, but he didn't feel the ghost's yin.
"How?" Zhu Yu asked.
Sur shook his head: "It can only be confirmed that there is no problem with that tree."
He also didn't dare to be daring to smoke everywhere, and it was too late to cry when something happened.
There are a lot of books stored in the house, and taking one is accompanied by dust that can choke people. At this moment, Xu Yangyang and others also came in and started to rummage. There were more than a dozen books in succession, all of which involved advanced theoretical knowledge, and there was not even one about history.
Sur moved to Ji Heng's side: "Do you still have any impression of this place?"
Ji Heng shook his head and took out a book. It turned out to be a book of chicken soup for the soul. After putting it back, he suddenly began to pay attention to Xu Yangyang's side. After a while, he said, "You took that book before."
Xu Yangyang was stunned, but found that he had no impression at all. However, he quickly stared at Ji Heng in confusion: "You have been standing there for several minutes."
However, for a few books, you can know the contents of the books by looking at their names, so it shouldn't take so long.
As soon as the words came out, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that there was a problem with his memory.
The most ugly expression was Jia Kanhua. His sleeves were covered in mottled blood, and when he opened it, he saw a long cut on his arm. But after racking his brains, he couldn't remember when he was injured. He had the impression that he had just come in not long ago.
Ten minutes later, the familiar scene reappeared.
Ji Heng took out the chicken soup book for the soul again, frowned, and the strange feeling was very strong.
Looking at Xu Yangyang again, the latter was using props to heal his wounds, and he didn't know the source of the wounds at all.
"Fuck!" Xu Yangyang finally couldn't hold back and cursed.
The unknown is the most terrifying. The blood on the floor at the door covers the dust. It can be seen that someone tried to run out before and was seriously injured.
Everyone looked at each other, and Sur said solemnly: "I have a tool that can be used to observe the essence of things, but I will be very unlucky after using it."
He was referring to the eye in the body, which was directly classified as a prop, so as not to provoke suspicion at that time.
Zhu Yu was the first to speak: "Don't worry, everyone will protect you in the event of a crisis."
Surshang was hesitant: "I was unlucky at first, at this time I use..."
Zhu Yu was amused: "Luck can be good or bad, but no one will be unlucky to the point of being irreparable."
Makes sense.
Sur determined to take two steps towards the door, ready to observe from there, and he couldn't help making a 'his' sound when he took a step.
Ji Heng: "What's wrong?"
Sur rolled up the hem of his trousers, a large bruise on his leg, and a badly swollen ankle. It can be seen that it is not only Xu Yangyang and Jia Kanhua who are mysteriously injured. After thinking about it, he still decides to use a treatment tool. The inconvenience of movement is not conducive to escape.
After finding a random place to sit down, Sur took out the props, and a voice sounded in his ears:
[Player Sur sat on the ghost king's beloved coffin board.]
[The ghost king is very angry and decides to come out and show him some color, and the rest of the players will get ten minutes of reading time.]
"..." Zhu Yu frowned, "You used props to see things?"
Sur shook his head.
Zhu Yu's expression was complicated.
Born African
"Not necessarily." Ji Heng said suddenly.
Their memories are constantly being cleared and circulated, and there are still traces of battles on their bodies. Perhaps Sur used the Eye of Mystery, but he just doesn't remember it.
During the conversation, there was a gust of wind in the room, and people were sweating coldly.
Sur whispered: "...what should I do?"
Ji Heng stared at the shaking floor tiles and raised his eyebrows slightly: "First of all... move your butt away from the door of the ghost king's house."