Ji Heng remained silent.
The ghost under the bed said gloomily: "If you think about it, it's just one chance."
Sur didn't say much nonsense, just started directly, and opened his mouth to use the charm value to suck the yin in the ghost's body.
The imaginary fierce battle did not happen. The next moment, the ghost's eyes rolled, and he repeatedly apologized, crawling away from the window with a body similar to a spider.
Sur did not chase, but stood in thought.
"So weak."
In terms of overall strength, Suer is not strong, to put it a bit harsher, that is, because Ji Heng was present, he dared to be confrontational, but that ghost was unexpectedly weak.
Ji Heng looked over.
Sur understood: "That ghost has nothing to do with Wanbaolin."
He muttered to himself, "That's right, there are abilities in this world, but I've never heard of ghost-related abilities."
Looking at each other, Suer immediately realized: "So the ghost may be sent by Mr. Pu Liu to test the player."
"..." Ji Heng's expression was indistinguishable: "I haven't said anything yet."
"But you gave me a look."
"… "
Sur smiled and said, "Just kidding."
In fact, as soon as the ghost appeared, he had doubts. There must be someone who wanted to overthrow the game, but those with such ambitions would never be so stupid as to ask 'friends, are you going to rebel' in person.
After a while, the smile on his face disappeared, Sur: "Will someone be fooled?"
The people who really come here are not stupid, and what he can judge, others should be able to too.
Ji Heng sat up from the bed and gave an unequivocal answer: "Yes."
Sur was startled.
"Not necessarily all the ghosts sent out are weak." Ji Heng: "Don't forget Zhao Banjin."
Sul looked solemn.
When they met for the first time, the other party had a wound on his forehead. Although it was an understatement at the time, and it was said that the ghost was weak, it was not as simple as words that could hurt Zhao Banjin.
"I don't understand," Sur asked the question in his heart without hesitation: "Why not treat them equally?"
He didn't believe that the host would be kind and deliberately let a weak ghost test him.
Ji Heng said quietly: "Perhaps to prevent a competent subordinate from being killed in the line of duty."
Strength and destructive power are not necessarily proportional. At least here in Sur, several ghosts have been buried with one hand.
"Don't think too much, our task is to find out the real murderer who killed the host."
He specially emphasized the word 'find out', and reminded Sur not to hit hard and collect enough evidence.
After careful consideration, Sur decided to use Lin Qian as the starting point.
"Why don't you write a love letter and I'll send it to you, so I can get in touch with you by the way?"
Ji Heng laughed: "Is this the so-called not deceiving human emotions?"
Sur spreads his hands, expressing that he is just an errand.
"I don't know how to write love letters," Ji Heng said directly, "but there is a better way."
Sul looked as if he was listening.
"There are hundreds of thousands of fans on the Internet, and you can find her on the grounds of cooperation."
Sur: "The daughter of Chairman Wanbaolin, it is impossible to be short of money."
Ji Heng smiled: "Behind you are the vampire family, you won't be turned away."
In order not to be too abrupt, Sur picked up on seeing Lin Qian in the cafeteria before class the next day, bringing with him the information on several new products that he had collected, as if he was just talking about cooperation.
The real Lin Qian was even more beautiful than the photos, and the lines on her face were particularly delicate, with black long and straight lines, resembling a porcelain doll.
"I shot a lot of small commercials a few days ago, and I urgently need a high-content one." Sur said with a smile.
As a wealthy lady, Lin Qian just graduated from high school this year, and she has awakened to her identity. As long as she wants, she can become the darling of advertisers at any time.
Handsome men and beautiful women, sitting together will always attract unnecessary attention.
Lin Qian stood up, "Go out and talk."
The fragrance around the flower beds is strong, and there are many flying insects.
Lin Qian took out a palm-sized puppet from her bag and used it to repel insects.
"You can make friends first, and then talk about cooperation."
Sur nodded.
Lin Qian likes to take the initiative to speak, so she is satisfied that Suer didn't interrupt: "I'll send you an invitation this afternoon."
"Invitation card?"
Lin Qian: "My family is hosting a birthday party for me this weekend. I want to seize the opportunity to develop more contacts."
The words were very straightforward, but Sur felt that she was a little careless, as if the invitation letter was just an excuse.
Because of Lin Qian's words, Su Er stayed in the training class all day in a quiet manner. At the end of the two classes in the afternoon, Lin Qian really came, holding a thick stack of invitations, not only for Sur, but for every student in the training class.
A small flower is glued to the surface of the invitation letter, and the inside is a printed pattern. A line of gilt font is extended in the inconspicuous corner: destiny.
"Fate..." Sur's expression became solemn, and often when the word 'destiny' was mentioned, nothing good would happen.
Closing the invitation letter, I secretly looked at the others in the training class from the corner of my eye, and found that a few players showed strange expressions for a moment.
Sur secretly took note of these people.
"Go?" he asked Ji Heng.
"There are still two days until the weekend," Ji Heng rubbed his fingers against the English letters at the bottom of the invitation letter and looked at Sur coldly: "Don't you want to go to the toilet? Let's go together."
The topic changed too quickly. In fact, Sur didn't have this desire, but he got up and went to the bathroom with him.
"There is no game monitoring here?" As soon as he entered, Sur asked first.
Ji Heng admired this intelligence very much. Zhao Sanliang once accused him of being too harsh on people and not being patient enough to answer questions. In fact, it is not difficult to answer the question, provided that the other party is not asking an idiot question.
"The toilets and bathrooms are special places. As long as there are no ghosts in them, they are generally not subject to game supervision."
Sur was a little surprised that he even knew this kind of information.
Ji Heng: "I did some experiments in the copy."
After the speech, he directly cut to the topic: "Players do experiments to test the bottom line of the game, and the game will also do experiments."
Sur pondered this sentence carefully, frowning slightly.
Ji Heng's next words were quite unexpected: "Tell me your secrets as much as possible, and skip the life-saving matters."
Noticing the seriousness between his brows, it was clear that the principle of getting along between the two sides a few days ago was still 'If you don't tell me, I won't ask', Su Er couldn't help but be silent for a long time, and finally slowly revealed the things about Zhu Yun and the electric shocker.
In fact, the electric shock can be omitted, but he said it truthfully.
"Precognition ability." Ji Heng sighed, as if facing a rather difficult matter.
Sur: "I can get to where I am today without the help of Zhu Yun."
The electric shocker played an extraordinary value when he was still very weak.
Ji Heng took a deep look at him: "Be mentally prepared, the game is likely to deliberately let a predictor do what he does."
Sur closed his fingers little by little. Although he had already made a guess, he still confirmed it by asking: "Purpose?"
"Test whether the prophecy will cause harm to the game itself." Ji Heng: "Then decide whether to obliterate you or not."
After talking about the rare eyebrow peaks, they did not stretch. The existence of Sur is a variable. I don’t know why the game discovered it too late. It happened that there was a copy with the ability to predict. to what extent can it be achieved.
Sur calmly said: "I would rather kill by mistake and not let it go. The game can actually kill me directly."
Ji Heng was amused: "It's not a human, it acts according to its preferences."
"Artificial intelligence?" Sur tried an analogy.
"Pretty image."
Suer pursed his lips: "So the game can't kill the player for no reason, and a series of judgments need to be made."
Only if the conditions are met, it will obliterate it without hesitation.
Ji Heng nodded and proposed the next two points: "Find the real culprit as soon as possible, and prove that the predictor can't handle the storm..."
A predictor that can be checked and balanced by ordinary players will greatly reduce the degree of harm to the game.
"anything else?"
"Stick to your 'original intention', kneel and lick the game to show loyalty." Ji Heng said lightly: "Take the opportunity, it's a lick if you can."
"… "
Leaving the bathroom, Ji Heng walked in front, and when he turned to talk to Sur, he accidentally bumped into the person in front.
Saying it was unintentional, Su Er noticed that Ji Heng seemed to accidentally touch the other party's Majing, and the man's hand was numb, and the invitation letter in his hand fell to the ground.
Ji Heng bent down and picked it up: "Sorry."
"It's okay." The player rubbed his shoulders and left with the invitation.
After confirming that the person was walking away by the sound of footsteps, Ji Heng said, "The invitation letter we received was cursed, but his is normal."
Sur had an impression of the player and was one of the few people who had secretly written down before: "It seems that he is already on the team."
"This copy does not restrict cannibalism, be careful of these people."
Sur nodded.
When he left the teaching building, Sur saw that his shadow was abnormal, and he looked away and continued to walk forward without looking sideways.
He went to the small supermarket first, and returned to the dormitory with the newly bought notebook and pen and paper.
In the sweltering weather, the air conditioner could not be turned on, so I started writing a diary.
Ji Heng finished his meal in the cafeteria, glanced at random, and saw a series of rainbow blowing:
The game is the sun, I am Kuafu, even if I only have one breath, I will chase its figure!
…
There are many more to come, and Ji Heng couldn't stand it any longer: "Eat first."
Sur opened the sanitary chopsticks and glanced at the shadows in the dusk suggestively.
Ji Heng raised his leg and stepped on it without hesitation. The shadow stretched against the wall and actually stood up by himself.
The phantom materialized and transformed into the appearance of a loyal servant of the tomb.
Sur snorted softly: "Isn't it bad to follow closely?"
The loyal servant of the tomb guard did not respond directly. Instead, he looked at the diary and spit out two words with disdain: "Hypocritical."
Sur disagreed: "Maybe as soon as the game is moved, let me pick up a prop when I go out."
This time, the loyal servant of the tomb guard did not immediately ridicule, but took out a mirror from his arms.
Sur took a closer look, and it turned out to be what was currently happening at the transfer station.
The loyal servant of the tomb is proud: "This is my treasure."
Ji Heng shook his head, not revealing his wealth, it would be unwise to show this in front of Su Er.
On the other side, Sur showed coveted eyes, but he was attracted by the picture in the mirror before he started to think about how to profit from the loyal servant of the tomb.
The tens of feet long water curtain is magnificent.
Sur is no stranger to the water curtain, and the performance of the newcomer field will be shown through it.
At this moment, there are many players gathered around the water screen, and the loyal servants of the tomb zoomed in on the screen. Sur finally saw the scene playing in the water screen:
"I believe in the game, I am loyal to the game..." The person who spoke covered his chest, his eyes pious and warm: "I will protect the game with my fragile hands!"
Sur was stunned for a long time. Isn't this exactly what he said last night when he licked the dog
"The game is very touching, and I chose you as its spokesperson." The loyal servant of the tomb said lightly: "The water curtain will play this part indefinitely in the future."
The author has something to say:
Game: True Love
Sur: Of course, I will protect you.
Game: Warrior, then I will let the world know your loyalty.
Sur: ! @! ￥@￥
Ji Heng covered his mouth in time: Don't swear.
PPS: In fact, this dungeon is just a test. The game wants to know how destructive the Prophet is, so everything in the dungeon is let go. Let another group of players enter the dungeon again, wanting to see if using the player alone can deal with the prophet.