Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Liangliang, save me." Old K shouted weakly, "Save me..."

Zhang Chunliang walked quickly forward and tried to reach out and hold Lao K's limp little tentacles, but his touch was empty.

He was stunned, looking a little sad.

"Liang Liang...you are here to blaspheme. Come, come and save me..." Old K used up his last bit of strength to raise the tip of his tentacles, then turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

After many days, Zhang Chunliang once again came to the blasphemous transmission portal in the rest area.

He was surrounded by players who were hurrying around, and no one noticed that there was a lonely and strange figure standing here.

Zhang Chunliang exhausted all his strength and "descended" into the game, but his strength was not enough to support him to appear in a decent manner, so he was forced to "hide".

This kind of invisibility is different from the invisibility props in the game. He has no way to touch any object here, like a ghost abandoned in a corner of the world.

In order to prevent the existing intelligent game main system from entering the game and destroying the fairness of the game, the designer of this prison set up a thick barrier between the game master control area and the player area.

It is precisely because of the existence of this barrier that 0477 was unable to frame Zhang Chunliang unscrupulously during the previous game.

For a main system like 0477 that secretly absorbed a lot of energy to descend into the player field, it still requires a huge amount of effort and energy. It is even more difficult for him, a young system that is extremely poor.

At this moment, the control space of his main system has become extremely dim due to lack of energy.

Zhang Chunliang stared at the portal under his feet, not giving up any hope that he could be transported to blasphemy through it.

But thinking of Old K's miserable appearance, and also for some secret little selfish reasons of his own, he looked left and right, and then stood in as if nothing had happened.

The blasphemous defense system is very strict. Intruders who break into the blasphemous territory without the owner's consent will be counterattacked by its powerful force.

If you are embarrassing enough, you might be thrown ten meters away.

"I swear, if you dare to throw me out, I will stop the supply of all blasphemous players and connect your portal to the garbage dump." Zhang Chunliang declared coldly.

He encountered no resistance from the portal, and after a blurry light, he was standing in a familiar place again.

He raised his head, his expression startled.

The entire Blasphemy suffered heavy damage and was almost razed to the ground.

He had no idea that 0477 had caused such great harm to Blasphemy.

"Where are the flowers?! Where are the flowers? Didn't He Miao go and order them?" A Blasphemous player passed through Zhang Chunliang's body and shouted anxiously, "The boss is about to explode with anxiety, why is that guy still letting us down?"

"I can't buy them - I searched all over the black market, but I couldn't find any flowers!" Someone nearby responded, "I've been going door to door to other guilds to borrow them, but I only got 470 flowers!"

When Zhang Chunliang heard the conversation between the two, he suddenly realized something and looked over in disbelief.

I saw the player named He Miao pushing a cart filled with colorful flowers.

Those are flowers, which were one of the most expensive luxuries even during the most prosperous period of the House of Games.

Zhang Chunliang walked closer curiously, leaned over and sniffed.

Without the human body as a medium, he could no longer smell any scent, which made him feel a little regretful, but he couldn't help but feel excited.

A firm idea suddenly came into his mind, and this idea made his entire operating system run uncontrollably and rapidly.

But he was a little worried that his thoughts were wishful thinking, and he couldn't help but look at the flowers again and again.

"It's okay. I've found helpers for the remaining flowers." He Miao comforted the bereaved player. "I just caught Old K and am trying to help it bloom with fertilizer. When the boss comes back, it should be able to bloom."

The player's expression became visibly more devastated.

"You mean, let the boss use the flower produced by Lao K to propose to the eldest sister-in-law?!" He thought of that scene and trembled all over. "The boss will kill us."

"That's better than nothing." He Miao also felt hopeless. "Come on, our entire nest has been razed to the ground, and we have to hide it from 'that person' to give him a big surprise. Do you know how long it has been since I opened the game panel to chat with friends?! I even rode a mechanical tricycle to borrow flowers..."

"Pfft." Zhang Chunliang couldn't help but laughed out loud.

"Who?!" The player suddenly became alert and turned around twice in confusion, "I think I heard some sound."

"Yes, that's because the wronged souls who were killed by the boss because they didn't complete the proposal arrangement are calling for help." He Miao said indifferently, "That will be the end of our future."

"Where's Qu Anran? Why didn't I see him doing anything naughty today?" The player shrugged and asked casually, "Second boss Ting Ying specifically told me to keep an eye on him and not let that guy ruin our surprise..."

"By the way, where on earth has the boss been?" He Miao pushed the cart and walked into the pit with difficulty through the scorched earth. "I haven't seen him much since the war ended."

"Who knows." The player muttered, "Maybe he's preparing to get married."

"But, we haven't been told the wedding date yet... How do we know how to prepare?"

As the two walked forward, a lot of black grass gradually grew on the path beside them.

But they looked listless, as if they had suffered some kind of blow.

"Old K, come on." He Miao cheered towards the grass beside the road, "If we get another 153 flowers, we'll have 999 for the proposal!"

Zhang Chunliang smiled and shook his head, then walked away from them.

He walked aimlessly on the war-scorched land, rarely forgetting about his overwhelming work.

He didn't know where to go, so he just walked forward aimlessly.

"Don't go. You've already gone around in circles so many times. Aren't you dizzy?" A lazy voice came from behind the broken wall beside him.

That was Qu Anran's voice.

"Can you see me?" Zhang Chunliang turned on his tiptoes, walked around the wall, and wanted to say hello to his old friend.

But when he came behind the wall, he found two people standing there.

Qu Anran was holding his precious old camera, holding a piece of maltose in his mouth, and glancing at the strange figure in front of him.

It was the body of a scarecrow.

The scarecrow's limbs were stiff, and it seemed that it was not very familiar with its own body structure. It did not speak, but just walked back and forth on the ground tentatively step by step.

"Didn't Boss Shen say that there will be many replacement bodies for you in the future, it just takes time." Qu Anran asked incoherently, holding the candy in his mouth, "Why are you in such a hurry to become a real person? It's really embarrassing to let others know that my brother is made of straw."

The scarecrow turned out to be Qu Anyi.

The silent scarecrow had a stick of maltose stuck in his body. He raised his head to look at Qu Anran, then looked in a certain direction to the east.

Qu Anran understood what he meant, so his expression became even more disgusted: "Just to see Boss Shen propose to Zhang Chunliang with your own eyes? I've already told you, I can take a picture of it for you..."

Qu Anyi shook his head and continued practicing walking.

Qu Anran was silent for a long time before he said softly, "I've said it before, you will meet a lot of people in the future."

The scarecrow did not respond to him, but just stubbornly stepped on the ground with his wooden limbs, making a mechanical beeping sound.

Zhang Chunliang observed them for a moment, quietly took a step back, and left without saying a word.

As an invisible system, he should not have come into contact with anything here. Strangely, when he turned around, the dry branches under his feet made a slight crackling sound.

"Who's there--" Qu Anran's voice turned cold, and he looked sharply in the direction where Zhang Chunliang was standing.

The next second, dozens of straws pierced the ground under Zhang Chunliang's feet like sharp arrows. If he had not had no physical body, his legs would have been cut off directly.

Zhang Chunliang stared at his disobedient feet and moved tentatively.

A stone under his feet rolled out.

Zhang Chunliang: “…”

Qu Anran and Qu Anyi looked at each other, took a deep breath, and then asked calmly: "Zhang Chunliang? Is that you?"

Zhang Chunliang felt a little embarrassed and decided to play dead.

However, he still underestimated Qu Anran's bad temper. He turned around and yelled to the players who were busy in the distance: "Zhang Chunliang sneaked in - our home was robbed!! "

Everyone's movements seemed to freeze at this moment, and they were all stunned.

Then, they seemed to wake up and began to rush towards one place frantically.

Zhang Chunliang didn't dare to stay any longer, and fled to the east with the large group.

After running for about a few hundred meters, he found a camp, which should be the temporary shelter of the blasphemous players.

Everyone was chattering and shouting, "They're chasing us" and "Level 1 alert", as if Zhang Chunliang was some kind of monster.

Zhang Chunliang raised his eyebrows helplessly, and keenly discovered that there seemed to be a lot more blasphemous players.

He took a quick look and saw that there were hundreds of people.

Before he had time to take a closer look at the group of people, he saw a small figure rushing out from the shack in the middle.

The figure was probably only as tall as an adult's calf. It nimbly dodged the players' feet, grabbed the tallest man, and quickly climbed onto his head.

"Xiao Bei? What's wrong with you?" Manniu asked in a muffled voice, "Your body hasn't been stitched up yet, don't run around."

Xiaobei made a "hmm" sound, but his little head was still tilted high.

There is a tightly stitched seam in the middle of its body, and it can be seen that the person who sewed its body must have been quite serious and patient.

However, when Xiao Bei heard the news that Zhang Chunliang had returned, he didn't care that he was being sutured, and rushed out grabbing an embroidery needle.

The needle connected to Xiaobei's body, which had not yet been sewn, swung back and forth in front of Manniu's eyes.

"Cool? Cool?" Xiao Bei shouted anxiously.

Zhang Chunliang's eyes became a little sad, and he subconsciously took a few steps forward.

But his way was blocked by the crowd running around in front of him.

"Where are the flowers?! Nine hundred and ninety-nine—"

“The proposal stage hasn’t been set up yet—where is my sister-in-law?!”

"I didn't see it! Is that grandson of Qu Anran lying about military intelligence?!"

Everyone was scared like screaming chickens, screaming and pushing various pink wooden boards quickly.

I don't know where they found a bunch of colorful decorations from, but they were trying to set up a proposal set on the spot.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the red and blue shacks around him and turned his head away in dismay.

The curtain of the tent in the middle of the camp was pulled open by someone, and Shen Xingyi rushed out from inside.

He glanced at the chaotic players calmly and asked in a hoarse voice: "...Liang Liang?"

Zhang Chunliang didn't want to pay attention to him.

This guy actually made him wait for so long, and even made the game master come to him in person. He really deserves to be taught a lesson.

Shen Xingyi's eyes scanned the crowd and then accurately locked onto Zhang Chunliang's location.

He took two unsteady steps forward, looking weak and frail.

After he came out of the room, Zhang Chunliang realized how thin he was now. It turned out that the tall and well-proportioned man was like a dying bamboo, weak and thin.

The players stopped panicking because of his sudden appearance and stood there quietly. Some tried to support him, but he refused indifferently.

Shen Xingyi walked towards Zhang Chunliang with unwavering steps, and the ring hanging around his neck dropped down. The ring was sparkling and was well protected by its owner.

"What on earth is going on..." Zhang Chunliang asked incredulously, "Old Shen?! I haven't seen you for just half a month. How could you make yourself so miserable?"

His voice did not attract anyone's attention, not even Shen Xingyi heard it.

He seemed unable to see Zhang Chunliang and walked forward based on his own intuition.

"Liangliang, I didn't mean to refuse you." Shen Xingyi's face was a little pale, and his tone was full of submissiveness, "Just pay attention to me."

Zhang Chunliang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I just want to settle some things before looking for you..." Shen Xingyi seemed to have completely forgotten that there were hundreds of players around him, and spoke calmly, "I miss you so much."

His steps were unsteady and his body was weak. He walked slowly and with difficulty even though it was only a few dozen meters.

Zhang Chunliang watched him walk towards him quietly, and then he tripped over a black vine that suddenly appeared under his feet.

He was startled and rushed forward quickly, trying to catch the poor bad guy.

But something was moving faster than him.

Old K's black tentacles, which were covered with flowers, steadily straightened Shen Xingyi, then he quickly raised a slender tentacle and hooked the ring off his neck.

"Liang Liang." Old K's tone was filled with joy, "I found the ring for you!"

Zhang Chunliang: “…”