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Chapter 32(2/2)

Zhou Ran: "If this is the case, President Xiang will keep it himself."

Xiang Jiangming seemed to know that she would say that, took out another identical ring from her pocket, narrowed her eyes and said to her: "I have one too. You gave me the little paper man, and I will definitely give you one of my treasures."

Zhou Ran said oh, then looked down at the ring and said, "It's very beautiful." After that, he carefully put it away.

As the two of them were talking, Xiang Jiangming disappeared. He closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became even.

Zhou Ran turned his head to look at him. The boy's face was close at hand, his long eyelashes were black and soft, and as he undulated with his breath, his eyebrows were delicate and delicate, as if he had licked a tip of ink with the thinnest brush, and then carefully painted them on them.

Lu Qing and Qi Wenyue didn't know when they had moved to her bed, and they also slept together. Qi Wenyue saw Xiang Jiangming asleep and called Zhou Ran softly.

Zhou Ran turned around and asked him what was wrong.

Qi Wenyue: "If you can leave safely tomorrow, do you want to consider joining the team?"

Qi Wen became more steady, like a big brother who had entered society, explaining carefully to his sister who was still in school.

He briefly explained the team's mechanism to Zhou Ran: "The team is not a player's umbrella, but it can provide a more convenient platform. The seniors in the team also need to buy random books to accumulate experience, and at the same time, they can lead players in the lower stage and avoid many dangers."

Lu Qing also nodded: "I was only 10 years old for the first time when I entered the game. If it weren't for the old senior who set off the sun, I might have died eight hundred times."

Zhou Ran nodded and said I would consider it. Then he asked Qi Wenyue a question: "What kind of person is God A?"

After she entered the app, the person's name continued to appear in major posts, and some videos were even used as teaching videos and were repeatedly studied by the team.

When Qi Wenyue heard God A, he was silent for a moment, and then said to Zhou Ran: "Alive was brought into the canoe by a senior. He was also very young when he came, probably at the age of sixteen, but the child was very talented."

Zhou Ran: "Is he adaptable?"

Cruel games are like the cruel society. Those who survive are never the smartest, nor the strongest, but the fastest people to adapt to the new environment.

Qi Wenyue shook his head: "No, I heard from his seniors who have brought him say that the child is like being born for this game and is born to be suitable for killing. I have never seen him, I just heard of it. Do you know what the little paper man in your hand is?"

Zhou Ran shook her head gently.

Lu Qing was not very clear, so he stood up and listened together.

Qi Wenyue: "That is given to players by NPCs. NPCs can give to players a lot of things, but not many of them can be transformed into physical objects and taken out. We call them amulets. Talises are divided into five attributes, the most common ones are earth and wood attributes, followed by water. What you get is fire attributes, which is very rare. At least it is my first time seeing them. But the rarest one is metallicity. Alive got it, is the metallic amulet. I have never heard of anyone who has obtained the metallic amulet in the entire copy."

"Alive didn't start the live broadcast at first, but later it started for some reasons, but it was always anonymous. His fame battle was a zombie battle. The zombie king went crazy. It was already a dead end. He forced himself to lift a knife and killed all the zombies. God A is a copy-brushing machine without emotions. He applied for an unlimited number of games like the platform. Do you know that skill points are added? He almost all of them are full."

It was the skill of 100,000 gold coins. Zhou Ran's eyes widened a little, and it was hard to imagine how this workaholic could do it.

Lu Qing interrupted and asked Qi Wenyue: "When you entered the 13th section of the boat, there were five people, right?"

Qi Wenyue: "Yes."

Lu Qing: "I heard from my senior that you have found five attribute operators to enter. Is there any special reason?"

Qi Wenyue: "I don't know this."

"But later, the game started targeting him. The 13th copy was announced to the public as the difficulty of 3S, but in fact it was definitely more than 3S. Live broadcasts were prohibited from 13th. Everyone didn't know what happened, they only knew that everyone else was dead. He succeeded, but was trapped in the game."

Because it was about escaping the game, Zhou Ran's heart also sucked: "Can he still come out?"

Qi Wenyue: "I don't know, Canzhou has been having a meeting and trying to find a way to save him. During this period, someone saw God A appear in the game live broadcast of other players, so he guessed that although God A was trapped in the game, he did not restrict freedom. Perhaps someone actually opened 13 sections and he could come out."

Lu Qing hissed: "If God A fails, who can open 13 sections?"

Qi Wenyue looked at Zhou Ran, thinking about something. Just as she was about to say something, Xiang Jiangming's voice suddenly rang out: "Have you said enough?"

The air suddenly became cold. Zhou Ran turned around and Xiang Jiangming had opened his eyes at some point. His eyes were clear and he was sleepy.

"President Xiang."

Xiang Jiangming stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Ran back to circle. Looking at the two people, his words were full of oppression: "You have never entered the 13th section, so don't teach others the experience casually. I didn't tell you, should you be careful?"

Qi Wenyue became silly and then lowered her head: "Sorry."

Xiang Jiangming asked Zhou Ran to turn to him and whispered: "Don't think so much. A god or a god has nothing to do with us. Go to bed quickly."

Zhou Ran nodded.

She knew it was too early to say those things, but she was just a little curious.

Zhou Ran lay down again, Xiang Jiangming patted her forearm and hummed a soft tone.

Although this sound does not have the hypnosis sound of blowing the leaves, the calming effect is also great. Zhou Ran's thoughts flew for a while, then he automatically retracted it and slowly slipped into nothingness.

The next morning, Zhou Ran was gently patted by Xiang Jiangming.

Zhou Ran: "Good morning."

Xiang Jiangming had already tidied up his clothes and stood up, stretching out a hand to her: "Good morning."

Zhou Ran held the little hand without hesitation, sat up from the bed, the two of them packed up, and went downstairs to have dinner together.

Xiang Jiangming took a spoon and scooped porridge and sighed: "This feeling really looks like my daily life when I was a child."

Zhou Ran said that it was a bit of that meaning, "If it wasn't that bloody."

Xiang Jiangming turned his head and gave a look. He said, "We will definitely go out this time."

Zhou Ran subconsciously felt that he was talking about this copy and nodded: "Well, let's have a meal."

After lunch, it is a short lunch break.

Zhou Ran confirmed the ticket in her hand and told Xiang Jiangming: "Don't lose it."

Xiang Jiangming smiled lightly, then turned his head, his half-open eyes looked complicated.

He turned his eyes out of the window, and a pair of round eyes appeared on the third floor out of thin air. Xiang Jiangming seemed to have noticed him a long time ago, looking straight ahead, with murderous intent in his eyes. The thing peeping at him was scared and retracted his eyes.

Zhou Ran followed his gaze and saw nothing.

The curtains swayed, covering the windows, and Zhou Ran asked him softly: "What are you looking at?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It's nothing. Close your eyes and rest for a while. We'll leave here later. I haven't finished my homework yet, so I'm so worried."

Zhou Ran: "Remember to write in advance next time."

Xiang Jiangming: "I understand. But that thing is too difficult. Sometimes I think of doing my homework, so I would rather stay in the game than go out."

Zhou Ran: "Senior Xiang should not say this to his juniors."

After all, he is a senior with a relatively influential senior, so it is not good to lead bad juniors.

"Of course I won't say that the flowers of the motherland cannot be destroyed in my hands." Xiang Jiangming smiled and raised a finger at Zhou Ran: "You said, can that God A pretend to be trapped in the game just because he doesn't want to do his homework?"

Zhou Ran: "..." You said yes.

The recorder started to get up music. It was 1:50. The woman would not appear for the time being. The security guard was already asleep. There were still ten minutes before the young man riding a tricycle passed by. Xiang Jiangming sat up from the bed and smiled at Zhou Ran: "Let's go, let's go home."

Zhou Ran nodded, and then all the players started moving.

Everyone went downstairs, squeezed the ticket in their hands tightly, held their breath, and walked carefully towards the door.

It was noon, and the sun was hanging in the sky, and the wind was calm, and even the heavy fog that often floated was gone. The security guard held the radio and snored loudly.

After they waited for a while, the young man passed by on a tricycle, waved to the children, and made a gesture of silence.

Xiang Jiangming walked over first. He had short legs and could not climb up the three-wheeled wheels, so the young man came down, reached out and carried him into the car, and then scratched Xiang Jiangming's chin with a smile. Xiang Jiangming felt itchy and had to raise his head to look at his face.

After the young man hugged Xiang Jiangming, he then hugged all the children and made the same moves to each child, scratching their chins, asking them to raise their heads to look at their faces, and then showed a sincere smile after looking at each other.

After all the children went up, the young man shouted and sat down and pedaled the tricycle toward the rails. No one felt something was wrong, or everyone felt something was wrong, but the feeling was quickly ignored. The tricycle drove forward, making a creaking and creaking sound.

Qi Wenyue whispered: "Do you feel it? This sound is a bit like the sound of a puppet joint twisting."
Chapter completed!
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