Meng Xinyao's question was also what Mo Chen thought. Mo Chen had asked Zhan Peng before about this question.

Zhan Peng's answer at that time was also vague, and he couldn't explain clearly whether the theme world really existed.

At this moment, Mo Chen turned his puzzled eyes to Zhan Peng again. Zhan Peng looked at Mo Chen and his face became even darker.

Zhan Peng said, "Since Boss Mo and the others disappeared out of thin air, although I have been depressed and sad for so long, I have lived in a normal world, spending it day by day.

If you only look at this side, this world is still real, but... I have tried to leave our country and see if this false world has so many different countries and nations just like ours.

But I ended up failing, and every time I wanted to go out, there would be an emergency.

When the plane encounters strong airflow and cannot operate normally, or some cases suddenly appear at work. Even if I ignore it, some irrelevant people will suddenly appear, and they will entangle me with some boring reasons.

So much so that I haven't successfully walked out for so long…”

When Zhan Peng said this, he unconsciously grabbed the hair on both sides. It seemed that some things in the past still bothered him.

Mo Chen suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly became a little dark, and he asked, "Have you ever asked about NPCs living here? Who has ever left this city?"

Zhan Peng shook his head helplessly, but was not denying the answer. He said, "I asked, but it's useless. They naturally know the outside world, but what can this prove? Who can guarantee that this is not arranged?"

"oh!"

Mo Chen replied softly, and he slowly stood up and paced thoughtfully.

Just when everyone was unprepared, Mo Chen suddenly grabbed the metal candlestick decorated on the wall and aimed the tip of the candlestick to Zhan Peng.

Mo Chen suddenly asked "Who are you?"

Mo Chen's actions scared the others present, and Haiting shouted, "Hey~What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Zhan Peng raised his head with a confused face and looked at Mo Chen suspiciously.

Mo Chen bent his body and rushed to Haiting. Meng Xinyao waved his hand and said, "Go behind me, hurry!"

Haiting and the other two were confused. He sat in his original position and did not move. Meng Xinyao was obedient and immediately hid behind Mo Chen.

"Come here!!!" Mo Chen shouted loudly.

"Hmm?" Haiting was delayed in the uncertain situation. At this time, Zhan Peng suddenly stood up. Mo Chen protected Meng Xinyao and took a step back. Mo Chen shouted at Zhan Peng, "Don't come over!!!"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhan Peng looked at Mo Chen with grievance and asked.

Mo Chen stared at Zhan Peng with defense, and secretly held the candlestick. Mo Chen said nervously, "You are not Zhan Peng, who are you?"

"Ah?" Haiting looked at Zhan Peng suspiciously and slowly stood up, as if he was moving quickly, it would cause Zhan Peng to suddenly pounce on him.

Zhan Peng was stunned and couldn't help but smile and said, "What were you talking about?! I'm not Zhan Peng, who could it be?"

Mo Chen said, "Don't pretend. Zhan Peng once told me that his previous theme has not yet been completed, and in his theme, players are restricted from saying things that violate their own identity.

For so long, when Zhan Peng and I discussed these things, we used to communicate through the Internet and typed them. We never said as much as we did back then. You are so good. You just said so directly, but you dare to say that you are Zhan Peng??!!”

Zhan Peng looked innocent and defended anxiously, "Of course I am Zhan Peng! Yes, our original theme did have restrictions on players, but it does not mean that nothing can be said. As long as you don't say too much, you are still allowed."

"Don't you think you're talking too much now!" Mo Chen said coldly.

Haiting, who successfully hid behind Mo Chen, took out his cell phone and said, "Calm down!"

It's easy to confirm whether he is a fake!

I'll call Zhan Peng now."

Mo Chen said, "What's the matter! Since he will come here to party with us, it is probably the person who chats with you on the Internet!"

Meng Xinyao gently grabbed Mo Chen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Will he be the one who told you about those things at first?"

But the purpose of his lying to us like this is... "

"Shh!" Haiting pulled his phone with his fingers, and in the quiet room, a beeping sound of waiting for the phone to be connected.

Everyone had no tacit understanding again. Mo Chen and the others were very nervous. Although the busy voice waiting for the phone to be connected continued, Zhan Peng's phone in front of him did not ring.

Zhan Peng could not see any emotional ups and downs with his plain face. At this moment, the busy voice suddenly ended.

"Hey, Haiting." A familiar voice came from the phone, and Haiting shivered and almost threw the phone out.

With a loud bang, the whole room suddenly fell into darkness. Haiting and Meng Xinyao shouted out at the same time.

Mo Chen backed his hand and held Meng Xinyao's hand tightly, sinking into the darkness, for fear of getting separated from each other.

Mo Chenling held the candlestick with his hand, stretched out his two fingers to explore carefully in the darkness, and slowly explored according to the location of Haiting in memory. As soon as his fingertips touched the texture of his skin, Haiting shouted again, "Ah~~"

"Don't call me, it's me!" Mo Chen reminded in a low voice, and Haiting quickly stopped the voice.

Haiting then slandered Meng Xinyao's other hand, and the two held each other tightly together, connecting Mo Chen and the three of them.

Mo Chen tightened his palms holding the candlestick, held his breath, and did not dare to breathe for a moment, for fear that Zhan Peng, who was hiding in the dark, would suddenly attack them.

Mo Chen led Meng Xinyao and the others, carefully moving towards the direction of the stairs in memory against the wall. Mo Chen pricked up his ears and listened carefully. Strangely, except for the breathing of the three of them, Zhan Peng was not captured.

Could it be that Zhan Peng didn’t breathe at all?

What's even more, when the room fell into darkness, Haiting's cell phone also turned off at the same time. Another Zhan Peng's voice that had just come out of the phone also came to an abrupt end. Mo Chen and Meng Xinyao's cell phones seemed to be controlled by some force, and no matter how hard they tinkered, they would not emit any light, as if they were completely out of power.

In this way, the three of them moved to the stairs with fear. Mo Chen pointed out his two fingers to confirm that there was a handrail next to him, and then he took a tentative step forward.

But then, Mo Chen's heart tightened, and he clearly felt something that seemed to be stepping on his feet, soft...

"ah!"

It was clearly a human foot. Mo Chen's breathing was rapid, as if to confirm his guess, a slight fluorescence suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Against the backdrop of the light, Zhan Peng's pale face appeared in front of Mo Chen. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he was smiling strangely at Mo Chen and others.
Chapter completed!