Go crazy!You call this playing a game?

Chapter 136 Second
The lonely soul did not speak.

"Now, you are already a Lihun, and you have become a Lihun under the witness of our boss, you can prove your innocence in the past, and know that you are not the kind of thing that hurts people.

This kind of person is actually the most popular here, and I wish you could join.

The impermanence under our Town God's Temple is all organized, and it can be regarded as the work at the end of the universe. How is it? Are you excited? "

Bai Wuchang babbled a lot here, but the lonely soul didn't take a second look at him; the words he said to him, without even passing through his mind, had already entered one ear and exited the other.

He focused on the man who was still lying on the hospital bed.

Judging that Jiang Manlou had died of natural causes, and that he had reached the age of joy, the hospital focused its attention on the remaining two people.

However, Luo Ming woke up before even finishing the examination.

Of course, the hospital still insisted that he complete the remaining examinations, saying that it was to determine his current physical condition and study the reason for his collapse.

After finishing the examination, he stumbled and went through the relevant procedures alone. Luo Ming walked out of the hospital, looked around, and hired a taxi.

Then, he reported an address.

That's his restaurant.

Sitting in the taxi, Luo Ming felt weird.

In view of the fact that in the real plane, occasionally taking a taxi, you will always meet such and such people, and strange things will happen, now even if you enter the novel plane, Luo Ming is cautious.

So, cautious Luo Ming saw the two souls and tiptoed into the taxi.

"Huh." The lonely soul let out a long breath.

He turned his head to look at Luo Ming, stretched out his hand, raised Luo Ming's arm, looked him left and right, and made sure there was no wound, so he was relieved.

"It's great that you're all right," he said, in a tone of great sincerity.

Luo Ming smiled: "Yes, I'm fine."

He glanced at the soul: "I didn't expect that you could actually keep guard there. I thought you would run away."

In the face of being treated as one of his own, Luo Ming always speaks directly.

The lonely soul shook his head: "I was a musician when I was alive."

"so what?"

"So, I never go off-key."

A smile appeared on the corner of Luo Ming's mouth.

The car stopped quickly, Luo Ming opened the door, and returned to his hotel with the two souls.

At this time, the shop clearly hung up the sign of suspension of business, but the lights in the shop were on.

Looking in through the glass door, you can see that there are two people inside, wearing standard Taoist uniforms.

One of them is Yi He'er, she is standing next to the other person, very respectful.

There are new friends around, and a cute girl is waiting quietly at the door.

Luo Ming finally heard a familiar voice.

"The plot of the novel is over."

"The protagonist's golden finger has been successfully opened."

"Get a best friend."

"Open the relationship line and confirm the heroine."

"Please write an introduction to this novel."

Sure enough, after finishing the first chapter, the "travel" of this plane is considered to be over.

Luo Ming saw the white table and the pens and paper on it.

This time, he had expected it a long time ago, and he was more comfortable when he picked up the pen.

【Luo Ming is a restaurant owner and a chef.

"Guest, your Kung Pao Yao Ding is ready. If you eat it, you can live for two more years!"

"Here we come, freshly cooked shallots mixed with little devils! Eat it while it's hot, and you'll be lucky!"

"The little monsters of the Dongpo monster are still being caught, sir, how about a plate of mapo bean monster first?"

The dishes are fragrant.

People who have eaten, immortals, demons, demons, souls, monsters...

All said yes. 】

Staring at the name written on it for a long time, Luo Ming always felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

With a big wave of his hand, he crossed out the name of the novel.

A new name is added next to it.

"Kung Pao Demon".

According to the usual situation, there should be a flash of white light at this time, and Luo Ming will be sent back, and let him return to Da Jin's eyes, looking at the ominous pearl in front of him.

However, Luo Ming waited and waited, but did not get that ray of white light.

It's broken, did he change his name, something bad happened, the program made an error, and he got stuck here?

Luo Ming was frightened for a while, and went back, rubbing his hand on the paper for a long time, trying to correct the area just crossed out.

In vain.

"It was detected that the author of the novel had other ideas."

"According to the new idea, the author drafted a new beginning of the novel."

"The second chapter opens."

"Code name: 9527."

"The system touches the recorded items and opens a special chapter."

"Adaptation keyword: Yin Yang Restaurant."

"You will live here for seven days, and all the things you get within seven days, including but not limited to houses, money, cars, weapons, and superpowers, can be brought back to reality by you."

"Attention, the talents possessed by NPCs in different dimensions do not belong to you."

"Death in a single dimension does not really mean death."

"Let's go surfing!"

"Finally, good luck to you, 9527!"

what?
What kind of existence is this mechanical female voice, the so-called "author"?

Why did he have other ideas, and by the way, extended to the second world?
This time travel thing is getting more and more outrageous.

From the perspective of a bystander, Luo Ming saw the beginning of the novel.

"Old man, you are dead."

Such an ethereal and erratic voice came from behind his ears, and the hands of the old man who was cooking trembled.

He held the handle of the pot with one hand and the spatula with the other, shaking the spoon.

Then, a handful of chopped green onions were sprinkled into the pot.

"Yes. I'm dead," replied the old man.

He couldn't even put the rice into a bowl, he just put it on the outlet.

There was a small Maza near the wall in the kitchen. He moved over, sat down, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

There was only a little corpse spot just now, and it expanded rapidly at this moment, covering the whole body.

The small restaurant was silent, no one could be seen, but there seemed to be many pairs of eyes staring at the pot and the freshly baked egg fried rice in the pot.

As if, by waiting for it to rot, you can regain your freedom.

……

Unable to control his own body, Luo Ming watched as he took off his peaked cap and slapped it on his hand.

Stepping into the summer of cicadas, the weather in Linyang City is getting hotter and hotter. Even in the evening, I still sweat profusely after walking two steps.

With the background information instilled into his brain, Luo Ming knew that this was his last summer vacation, and it was also the time for him to enter his senior year.

Many students had already found summer internships. Luo Ming, who was originally planning to go home and rest, became anxious and wanted to find something to enrich his resume and add a beautiful stroke to his resume.

I followed the navigation and came here to find a company interview. I didn't expect to go around from noon to evening, but I still haven't found the company door. I missed the interview, and I didn't even find a place for dinner.

(End of this chapter)