Less than a few hours after leaving the 3S copy, a strong sense of crisis once again swept over Wen Shi.
He looked at the old lady who had been silent all the time. Respect the old and love the young. If the old lady was chosen, no one would dare to argue.
As if reading his mind, the old lady was the only one who viewed her world objectively: "It's all spells and voodoo out there, it's impossible to defend yourself against it."
It is not suitable to be chosen as a tourist destination.
After the old lady withdrew from the competition, afternoon tea further turned into a bargaining market.
"The trip will be scheduled for the day before the next tea party." Jian Qingrong, who had been reminding Wen Shi to smile, spoke up in time to put an end to the chaos. "Wen Shi has always had good luck. He will draw the lots when the time comes. The destination he draws will definitely be the most suitable and the one most recommended by the person you mentioned."
Wen Shi: "!!"
As expected of you, you are a master at diverting trouble away.
His luck was given by the game, so the result of the draw can also be blamed on the game, nice!
Even if someone wants to use the back door to play the emotional card, they can only do it privately.
This impeccable statement left no one with any reason to refute it. Even the devilish young man who had the worst relationship with Jian Qingrong tacitly accepted this distribution rule.
Wen Shi changed the subject at the right time: "It just so happens that I have some other things to deal with these two days."
We can't leave Pei Hongxin alone in the dungeon. It's time to give him a reunion with his wife.
Since completing the dungeon, the game has relaxed restrictions on many things that were previously forbidden to be discussed. Wen Shi further changed the subject and talked about his experience in the hospital dungeon. When he heard that the earl sent him to work the night shift and was a stable sponsor of the hospital, Xie Tangyan temporarily gave up the idea of throwing the other party off the building for the second time.
"It's a pity that no matter how much wealth we have, we can't send it to you remotely."
Wen Shi shook his head. He was already quite content with the current situation.
Wen Shi was originally planning to discuss with Xie Tangyan her years as a "Shamatte" (a type of shamatte), but a rather disheartening mechanical voice came over.
[The time for this tea party is about to end]
So fast?
Wen Shi subconsciously looked at Jian Qingrong. The previous discussion about where to go took up too much time, and the most important thing had not been mentioned yet.
Unexpectedly, Jian Qingrong and the young man were still in a delicate relationship. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his brows were filled with disdain. Jian Qingrong almost wrote on his face that he would never travel to your world. The young man smiled and said, "There's a long way to go."
Maybe some people will just drift apart while walking.
"..." Wen Shi suddenly felt that the limited time of each tea party was a good thing.
With a little time left, Wen Shi asked Jian Qingrong, "Has the scope of activities expanded?"
Worried about being blocked by the game, he asked rather implicitly. Boss Mei had mentioned the content of the bet between the game and the Lord of Terror. If the Lord of Terror won, the game would relax its restrictions on him, and the other party could not be stopped even if he went to the real world.
Jian Qingrong: "I have to wait until my strength recovers a little."
Lifting the space blockade was only the result. The main reason why the Lord of Terror made the bet was to obtain an extra permission. He wanted to dominate the game and avoid being boiled like a frog in warm water, which led to a series of competitions afterwards.
Wen Shi nodded. Judging from Jian Qingrong's calm tone, that day should not be too far away.
"Wait until next time..." Wen Shi wanted to say that he would wait until next time to seriously introduce their relationship.
Thinking about how his family members either disliked or were lukewarm towards Jian Qingrong, he stopped talking out of guilt.
Jian Qingrong knew very well what Wen Shi wanted to say. He shook his head to indicate that he didn't mind and mouthed: They are very satisfied with me.
"…"Who gave you the confidence?
Jian Qingrong looked fixedly at one place, and Wen Shi followed his gaze. It turned out that the young man's eyes accidentally swept across Yaerlin, and both of them had a look of disgust on their faces.
"The heart of a beast with a human face."
Yaerlin uttered five words domineeringly: "Not even a human being."
The spirit body chimed in: "Roar——"
The young man couldn't beat Yaerlin and his two spirit bodies with his words. However, Xie Tangyan didn't like Yaerlin very much either. She looked at him coldly and frowned: "You are so noisy."
The Earl who had just crawled in: "Kill."
Yarlin: "Try?"
[3, 2...]
The final second of the countdown ended, and the entire world began to fall into darkness. Wen Shi sighed softly. Jian Qingrong was not blindly confident. If there were a popularity vote, he might even rank higher.
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The magical tea party came to an end.
He just listened to people arguing and didn't eat anything while his afternoon tea was warm. Now that he had plenty of time, he planned to go to the restaurant to eat in person.
As soon as the door opened, an unexpected person walked out of the opposite room.
"President Yu?"
As the temperature in the virtual world rose, Yu Xingzhou changed into a thin set of clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed his muscular forearms.
He nodded at Wen Shi.
The two walked downstairs together. When they entered the elevator, Wen Shi asked, "Are we going back to the real world?"
If Yu Xingzhou decides to let his brother enter the dungeon, he must go back to the real world first.
"Yes." There were some things he didn't want to put off any longer.
"When someone enters the game, I can give them some advice. I'm good at being a spiritual mentor."
Yu Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at him, knowing that this sentence was just an introduction.
The next second, Wen Shi mentioned that he wanted to buy a medium to attract people to the game.
"By the way, can you do me another favor?" Ji Yuanzhi was still recuperating, so he could only entrust Yu Xingzhou, "Please ask someone to pass a message to Wei Yue for me. It's still not too late to surrender now." Pei Hongxin was busy with work at the time, and Wei Yue did devote herself to him for a period of time. This was the last chance Wen Shi gave him.
Yu Xingzhou asked meaningfully, "Do you think she will go?"
Wen Shi shook his head. Not only that, Pei Hongxin might even be sent to assassinate him. Not long after he appeared at the dinner, Pei Hongxin disappeared. Wei Yue would definitely connect the two things and think that he had acted secretly.
"I've already given her the chance, it's up to her how she chooses."
Wei Yue has openly believed in Buddhism to the extreme in recent years. With just a little planning, he can lure people into the game.
Wen Shi didn't want to bother others in vain, so he offered to lend his cloak to Yu Xingzhou the next time he went to a dungeon. The extra two minutes of invisibility could save his life at a critical moment.
After the two sides reached an agreement, Yu Xingzhou returned to the guild first, and Wen Shi leisurely enjoyed a delicious meal in the restaurant.
The hotel had been renovated, the window interlayers covered with starry sky sand, and the tablecloths replaced with canvas-like fabric. Wen Shi liked this design very much, and went downstairs to eat for three consecutive days. On the fourth day, Wen Shi was holding the menu and considering what to order when Song Yan walked over quickly.
"My king."
In an instant, several eyes were looking over at him. Wen Shi was glad that he hadn't started eating yet, otherwise he would have vomited.
"President Yu's brother is here." The last sentence was spoken in a very low voice.
Wen Shi put down the menu: "So soon?"
Yu Xingzhou has recently been sending people to keep an eye on the dungeon exit where newcomers are. He can arrange follow-up matters, but when newcomers are pulled into the dungeon for the first time, they can only rely on themselves.
Song Yan had previously agreed with Yu Xingzhou that if the other party came out of the dungeon alive, he would go and meet him immediately.
To prevent players from having ulterior motives, Yu Xingzhou tried his best to avoid exposing their brotherly relationship, even sending people to spy on them under the pretext of helping Wen Shi. After all, no matter how bizarre things related to Wen Shi were now, they wouldn't be surprising to others.
"The potion has an immediate effect," Song Yan guessed, "so it seems normal to be pulled in immediately."
Wen Shi stood up and said, "Let's go together."
On the way, Song Yan said, "If Chairman Yu's brother gets involved with us, he'll be in trouble too."
Now everyone wants to know what happened in the 3S copy.
"It's different." Wen Shi said calmly, "We help him, and the other players are just curious and try to find clues step by step."
If people knew that he was Yu Xingzhou's brother, someone would definitely seize this weakness and make a fuss about it.
The two rushed over as quickly as possible.
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Exit 1674.
A figure walked out from the white light. He had a perfect figure, wheat-colored skin, and his feet were slightly unsteady.
The mask that even covered the corners of his eyes successfully blocked most of the man's face. Whether it was his skin color or his temperament, it was impossible for ordinary people to associate this newcomer with Yu Xingzhou.
Yu Xingzhou knew his brother very well and only gave the person who was following him one message: look for newcomers who were wearing masks or other surgical masks to deliberately conceal their appearance.
After being hurt, the other person became paranoid and sensitive, suffering from mild paranoia. When arriving in an unfamiliar environment, he would inevitably choose to conceal his appearance. Furthermore, he had been involved in many social activities in the business world and had offended many people, so he inevitably worried about retaliation or other trouble.
The virtual square is a public area, but the nearby roads are not.
There is a sign outside the square with area divisions circled with different colored pens. New players are not allowed to wander around in the elite player area after going out, and need to take the tram to leave immediately.
As the masked man was staring at the sign, two players who were walking out of another copy exit passed by him.
"Want to go eat? I heard that Erjie recently renovated the hotel."
"The points for hiring workers alone would be a huge expense. I'm really willing to spend a fortune. Even buying an invisibility item hurts me."
"Yu Xingzhou has always been generous, otherwise he wouldn't be able to monopolize half of the business market."
When reading out the person's name, the player subconsciously lowered his voice, as if calling the person's name directly would cause trouble.
The masked man was stunned.
Almost all players in dungeons used pseudonyms, with Yu Xingzhou being the exception. He used a former name. Business people were superstitious about feng shui, and when he was young, his parents had someone calculate the name Xingzhou on a whim. The fortuneteller said it wasn't a good name, so they changed it to something else.
Later, after Yu Xingzhou entered the game, he felt that changing his name did not bring any good luck, so he re-used this name.
"Coincidence?" The masked man shook his head. Such a coincidence could not exist in the world.
He recalled how the other man had suddenly come to see him not long ago. The two brothers didn't live in the same place, and for some reason, their visits had become less and less frequent in recent years. The last time they met, he had felt something was amiss.
-"If you have the chance to stand up again, but have to live with death all day long, would you be willing?"
It's a completely illogical statement, like saying that you can be reborn after going to hell.
What was his response? It seemed like just two cold words.
-"nonsense."
The mask concealed complex emotions, and also carried a hint of resentment, a kind of uncontrollable jealousy and imbalance.
As the heir to the family, he had always received the strictest education, while his younger brother was free to do what he wanted. After he had straightened out the family business and dealt with the biggest problem, he suddenly became paralyzed by an accident, and his brother returned and easily took over all the achievements.
Obviously that person did nothing wrong, but his mere existence was like a reminder of how unfortunate he was.
Now we have entered a strange world, which is bloody and cruel.
As a result, his younger brother, who was a gifted child, was still doing very well.
The masked man bent his fingers stiffly, and finally loosened them when he wanted to make a fist. He closed his eyes and stood on the side of the road.
Not far away, opposite the virtual square.
The member of the Second Commandment who was keeping watch pointed out a servant to Wen Shi and hurried away to attend to his own business.
Song Yan observed the man's body movements and shook his head: "It's too difficult to repair a person's heart."
"Repair what?" Wen Shi smiled kindly and said, "Tear it down and rebuild it."