Deadly Game: Live CP

"Knock knock..." At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Ruan Lanzhu calmed down and put the note into the safe, then said, "Come in."

Ling Jiushi: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just think about the things in the sect." Ruan Lanzhu said while looking at Ling Jiushi.

Ling Jiushi nodded, and when he thought of Ruan Lanzhu's identity and his mission, he felt heavy in his heart.

"What is the clue to the eleventh door?" Ling Jiushi asked.

"There is no solution." Ruan Lanzhu said.

"Still no solution?" Ling Jiushi frowned.

"Yeah." Ruan Lanzhu hummed lightly.

"When can we enter the eleventh door?" Ling Jiushi asked after a while.

“………There is still one month left.” Ruan Lanzhu said.

Ling Jiushi: Only one month left...

"The eleventh door will be more dangerous. No one knows what will happen. Do you want to... go home and say goodbye to your family?" Ruan Lanzhu looked at Ling Jiu and hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Although I know that he doesn’t have a very good relationship with his family, but… this time is different. It is very likely that once he goes in, he won’t be able to get out…

Ling Jiushi heard this, lowered his head and was silent for a while, then said, "Well, I understand."

On the other side, in Chen Ying's room, Chen Ying and Chen Fei were lying on the bed watching a horror movie.

Looking at Chen Ying, who was holding his hand tightly because of fear, Chen Fei's eyes were gloomy.

One month left...

He really wanted to accompany Chen Ying into the eleventh door, but she refused.

This was the first time he saw Chen Ying being so serious with him.

He didn't want to waste the limited time they spent together arguing, so he didn't say anything more.

After returning to the room, Ling Jiushi was lying on the bed reading a book.

It's just that he hasn't turned a page of this book for more than ten minutes.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly vibrated. Ling Jiushi opened it and saw that it was a text message.

The text message was sent by my mother, asking if we could meet.

When Ling Jiushi saw this, he felt happy and felt that his mother still cared about him.

So he put down his book, packed up his things and ran downstairs to where his mother was. Coincidentally, he met his mother coming downstairs to throw away the garbage.

"Hello." Ling Jiushi called his mother.

The mother paused as she was throwing the garbage, and when she turned around and saw Ling Jiu, she stopped throwing the garbage.

"Hello." It has been a long time since they last met, and Ling Jiushi greeted him a little awkwardly.

"Jiushi, I haven't seen you for many years. You've grown so tall!" Mom walked towards Ling Jiushi with a smile on her face.

"Yes." Ling Jiushi pinched the corner of his clothes, feeling very embarrassed, but still very happy in his heart.

"It's been a long time. I just came down to tell my family that I was going downstairs to throw away the garbage. I'll make it short." Mom looked at the door of the corridor and said.

Ling Jiushi felt a little disappointed when he heard this and nodded.

"it is good."

"You, did you come to see me and my sister a few days ago with a handsome boy?" Mom asked when she looked at Ling Jiushi.

"Yes." Ling Jiushi nodded.

"Thank you for not going forward. If your sister knew about this, your uncle would be angry again," said my mother.

Ling Jiushi lowered his head when he heard this.

"Oh, by the way, the boy came to see me today and gave me a bag of money," Mom continued.

"Did he come to see you?" Ling Jiushi asked.

Then, he looked at the bag in his mother's hand and hurriedly took it. "Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't know he was here to see you. I'm sure it has caused you a lot of trouble. I'll return it right away."

"This, this is not money." Mom pointed at the bag and said, "These are some of your things that I found when I was cleaning the house a few days ago. They are the things you wrote and drew when you were little. I just happened to bring them here for you."

"Are you going to throw these away?" Ling Jiushi took a look at the things in the bag and asked his mother.

"No, no, isn't this a good opportunity to come and see you? I think you will be useful. After all, these are your childhood memories." said the mother.

Ling Jiushi listened to his mother's words, clenched his hands holding the bag, looked at his mother in disbelief and asked, "But this is also your memory, don't you want it?"

"This, this is indeed not very convenient. You see, our house is small and there is no room for it."

"By the way, I didn't bring the money with me. Do you think this is okay? For a long time, our family has been in financial difficulty since mom married my uncle. I haven't been working since my sister was born. My sister is young and still in school. As for the money, just think of it as a loan from mom, okay?" Mom hesitantly stated her purpose.

"The money is not mine, don't worry, I will tell him... Don't worry, I won't bother you again." Ling Jiushi's eyes were filled with tears and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

“No, no…”

"Throw away all your garbage." Ling Jiushi tried hard to hold back his tears, not letting them fall.

Then he turned around and left with the bag.

"For a long time..."

After turning around, Ling Jiushi could no longer hold back his tears. He wanted to wipe away his tears, but they wouldn't dry.

Finally, he ignored his tears and walked aimlessly on the street until he came to a bench on the street, where he sat alone.

He took out his cell phone, found Ruan Lanzhu's number in the address book, dialed it, and hung up immediately.

He put his phone aside, lowered his head for a moment, and then looked at the things in the bag.

He took out his old manuscripts and flipped through them one by one.

I turned to a manuscript with some elements of the snow village drawn on it.

Ling Jiushi recalled some memories of his school days with Gao Dawei.

"Handsome, right?" At that time, Ling Jiushi took out a magazine and showed it to Gao Dawei.

"What are you showing me, a magazine?" Gao Dawei pointed at the magazine Ling Jiushi gave him and asked in surprise.

"You don't understand. These are all celebrities." Ling Jiushi said as he opened the magazine.

"No, didn't we agree to do game design? Virtual reality, spiritual realm, right?" Gao Dawei said, and gestured to Ling Jiushi.

Ling Jiushi listened and nodded.

"Then why are you showing me those celebrities now? Shouldn't you be showing me something about programming or something related to computers?" Gao Dawei asked.

"Well, this is called grasping the variables in advance. Our technology is not yet up to par, so let's improve our aesthetic taste first. When we make games in the future, we have to make several characters. If you can't make a big boss, you have to make a few NPCs, right? The NPC has to be good-looking. You can't make it like Zhu Bajie. Who would play it..." Ling Jiushi analyzed to Gao Dawei.

"That makes sense." After hearing this, Gao Dawei felt that Ling Jiushi was right.

"So what kind of roles do we play?"

"He has to be tall," Ling Jiushi said after thinking for a while.

Gao Dawei: "I want to grow to 1.8 meters tall."

"Okay, 1.8 meters." Ling Jiushi nodded.

"He also has to be handsome, no worse than a star, with good eyesight, exceptionally good, superbly good. He also has the eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf, the speed of a leopard, and the strength of a bear..." Gao Dawei talked about the imagined appearance of the NPC.