After Zhou Zesheng left, Xiang Jiangming took Zhou Ran to the snack street opposite No. 5 Middle School.

Xiang Jiangming got out of the car, stretched his arm, feeling that he had recovered almost, and his tone became much more relaxed: "Have the school girl been here, or do she only eat in the cafeteria?"

Zhou Ran: "When eating in the cafeteria, the school will not open at noon."

No. 5 Middle School is a closed school and only open the school gates on weekends. In principle, day study is not allowed. Unless there are special circumstances, you can apply for a day study certificate.

Xiang Jiangming: "The cafeteria is so single. If you don't open the door, just climb over the wall! Hush, I tell you don't tell others that the railing behind the small orchard has no glass. There is a small path that can be turned around directly to Xiangyang Road. There are also many delicious foods there, and you can also walk into the oil factory alley."

Zhou Ran: "Do you know that the principal skipped the class?"

"I know." Xiang Jiangming smiled and said, "Is it enough to have good grades? When I take the trophy of Huasou Cup back, he can indulge me for a while."

Zhou Ran: "Then you're done."

Xiang Jiangming: "What?"

Zhou Ran: "This trophy is mine."

The little girl looked so confident that she was so cute. Xiang Jiangming almost reached out to rub her head, "School girl is so awesome."

"Seniors are awarded."

The two of them walked while talking and soon arrived at the snack street. Zhou Ran and her classmates came here several times, but they didn't go deeper. This time, they saw that there was a unique world inside, with a wide variety of snacks. Diners gathered together, and the tempting aroma of the food floated up with the comfortable evening breeze.

Xiang Jiangming: "What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Ran: "Corn, that roasted corn."

"become!"

There were a lot of diners at night, so Xiang Jiangming pulled Zhou Ran, and the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder, and finally squeezed to the uncle who bought roasted corn.

Xiang Jiangming: "Boss, please give us two roasted corn."

The boss nodded: "What kind of taste does it want?"

Xiang Jiangming looked at Zhou Ran, and Zhou Ran said, "Honey."

The boss picked up the honey box and gave Zhou Ran a big spoon without hesitation, then asked Xiang Jiangming: "Young man, what kind of flavor do you want?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It's fine. The boss is roasting the focus, I have a strong taste."

Boss: "Are you sure?"

Xiang Jiangming: "...Confirm." Why do you think it's weird?

After a while, Zhou Ran walked in front with golden corn, Xiang Jiangming walked behind with a black stick and tears in tears. The two walked into a cafe, and Xiang Jiangming asked for a private room on the second floor.

Xiang Jiangming: "Don't drink coffee. It's time to go to bed later. I'll give you a glass of milk and a small cake?"

Zhou Ran really didn't fall asleep easily, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhou Ran opened her phone and clicked the half-cry and half-smiling icon. The platform immediately popped up a "Are you ready to take risks?" and then automatically confirmed his identity.

Many friends applied for a pop-up pop up in the news. Zhou Ran clicked a few randomly. "Canzhou" and "Set Sun" accounted for half of the strangers' names, but they were all people she didn't know. Zhou Ran didn't know if there would be any danger, so she turned off the message notification.

Zhou Ran returned to the main interface because this game was triggered randomly, and the vines on the main interface were still in the fourth section.

She didn't rush to see the prize pool, but just clicked on the pond and accidentally found that there were many explosive posts inside. More than ten posts were very high in the building, which was a surviving player crying about the game that suddenly triggered this time.

[Black Sunday, this time, the number of players who survived will be reported randomly]

Zhou Ran clicked on the post and pulled it down.

[Conspiracy is really a conspiracy. At 18:23:14 this afternoon, Beijing time, more than half of the players were forced into the game. The game was extremely difficult, and even a 3S dungeon appeared.]

[—Are you going to start a new wave of cleaning up?]

[After the number of players surges, there will be disasters, and it will maliciously increase the difficulty and clean up a wave of players who are weak in the later stage.]

[Damn, my back spine is really cold now. Just now, a friend of mine suddenly rushed into the guardrail of the moat like crazy.]

[Have you read the news? There have been earthquakes in several places around the world, and the death toll has been rising.]

Zhou Ran's expression was complicated. Obviously, Xiang Jiangming, who was opposite the table, also saw it. His hand holding the cup was frozen there for a long time without moving, and his brows were frowning slightly.

Zhou Ran looked at it for a while, put down her phone and ate a bite of the cake, then raised her head and asked Xiang Jiangming sitting opposite her: "President Xiang, what we just did seems to be a copy of 3S."

"Well, I just found out, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid. But I'm wondering, we are all players who haven't opened the four segments yet, why does it trigger a copy of the 3S difficulty?"

Zhou Ran paused and then said bluntly: "President Xiang, can I check your phone?"

Xiang Jiangming put down his cup, landed his elbow on the table and supported his chin, and looked at Zhou Ran with a smile: "Do you doubt me?"

"Um."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of the air conditioner exhaust fan disappeared. Xiang Jiangming smiled and said, "What do you doubt me?"

"I suspect it's not the first time you've entered the game."

Xiang Jiangming changed his hand and supported his chin and continued to smile: "What if it was my first time, how can you compensate me?"

Zhou Ran: "...what do you want?"

Xiang Jiangming's eyes turned, then pointed to the cake that had already been eaten on Zhou Ran's table: "How about giving me that? I don't seem to be full."

"good."

"Here, let me show you."

Xiang Jiangming generously pushed his phone over. Zhou Ran opened the main page and clicked the branches in the fourth section with her hand. The branches swayed gently, but it was full of resistance. She found Xiang Jiangming's personal page and opened the game record. "Student Xiao Ming" really had only two games like herself.

Xiang Jiangming smiled with his lips pursed, his eyes curled up: "Did I perform so well that I can make you doubt that I am a great master? I know, I am just too excellent. I am so embarrassed to misunderstand you."

Zhou Ran apologized before he said more slutty words, returned the phone to him, and then really pushed the cake in front of him.

"You really apologize?" Xiang Jiangming quickly put away the smile and comforted Zhou Ran, "What's wrong with her mother checking the phone? It's natural. You eat it quickly, I'll just make a joke with you."

"No, I should apologize if I misunderstood you." Zhou Ran said so, but she still pulled the cake plate back.

She picked up the fork and started eating in small bites. Although she was eating very slowly, she didn't give Xiang Jiangming the last bit.

Xiang Jiangming: "..." Why can't I feel your apology?

After eating and drinking, Zhou Ran finally recovered her spirits. She sat upright and opened the prize pool. Her prize pool was no longer a simple two-choice interface, and several popped up in one go.

Reward 1: The vision of the stock god Buffett (Ah, our stock god can see the most potential in thousands of stocks, and I am really envious. If our players also have it, can we choose the most potential players to form a team?)

Effect: Show player game level in the game

Level: Beginner

Reward 2: Mr. Su Dongpo’s inheritance (Mr. Dongpo’s career is not going well, but his mentality is optimistic. He has also studied many delicious foods. We players must also have an optimistic attitude and superb cooking skills!)

Efficacy: The food cooked by yourself has therapeutic effects

Level: Beginner

Reward 3: Marzaha’s gaze (Marzaha is the well-known prophet of the void. He can see his future by just putting his hand on others. This is really cool, and we players must have it too!)

Efficacy: Foresight

Level: Beginner

Cooling time: seven days

Reward 4: King of Fighters Tyson's gloves (Mr. Tyson is a polite person, why should he bit Holyfield's ear? Can't he hit his fist so that he looks for teeth all over the ground? Oh, it turns out that Holyfield is rude. What if we players meet an irrespectful person, why should we take King of Fighters' gloves?)

Effect: Strike

Level: Intermediate

Cooling time: None

Note: The second-shot skill can only be used once, no specific attack object requirements, and the heavy-hitting paralysis effect will last for three hours.

Reward 5: Qianliyan and Shunfenger (yes, it is Erwazi's skill. Although it seems a bit unbearable, if we players are tough guys with eight-pack abs, then it will be icing on the cake!)

Efficacy: Sharp ears and bright eyes

Level: Beginner

Effective time: seven hours

Cooling time: seven days

After the rewards were scrolled, Decabrad Simiya's voice rang in Zhou Ran's mind: "Master, you can choose three rewards on your own, or you can light up the prize pool after paying the fee, and put them all in your arms."

Zhou Ran opened her account and found that the wallet that was still 0 coins before had turned into 50,000 gold coins.

Xiang Jiangming: "Have you finished reading it?"

Zhou Ran: "Yes."

Xiang Jiangming: "My assistant just told me that you can choose all five, but you have to pay 10,000 coins. Although we don't have many bounties, these rewards are hard-earned. Is it better to spend money to buy peace?"

Zhou Ran thought about it and found that 10,000 coins was only one-fifth. Although some skills looked quite unreliable, what if they were as unrestrained as the "Night Owl's Glass Eyeballs", they could play a decisive role?

So Zhou Ran nodded: "Okay, then buy it."

Xiang Jiangming: "I bought it. Oh, I feel so sorry. I only gave me more than 10,000 coins in total, and only a fraction of them left."
To be continued...